Stunned, Leng Ji held the coat in his arms, six pistols collided in her arms, his eyes were always on the old man, he stumbled and finally carried a jar of wine onto his small cart, turned his head, and walked back to the yard to move out of another jar. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

There was no one around, and it took a while for the cold season to lean out, facing the old man who had just put the wine on the tattered cart, watching his clumsy back busy in the dimly lit alley.

There is no doubt that Leng Ji knew that he was just talking to himself, and there was no one else in the empty alley except him and himself.

It's just that Leng Ji squinted his eyes, recalling that he had just acted so cautiously, step by step, and it stands to reason that there should be no flaws.

So how did he know that he was standing here?

Squinting, the hand holding the gun was hidden behind the red wall, leaning out half of his body exposed to the moonlight, Leng Ji didn't answer his words, it is estimated that he didn't intend to wait for her answer, silently turned his big back to her, secretly rolled his eyes behind her back, and then turned his head to her.

The old man's calm expression was seen by Leng Ji, Leng Ji's squinted eyes carefully watched his every move, only to see him smooth his sleeve and take out the Aoi fan inserted in the back waist, not nervous at all, as if he knew that she would be there early in the morning, with a smile on his face, with a smile that had succeeded in his plan, looking back at her.

didn't even raise his eyelids, Leng Ji stood there and looked at him, time passed little by little, there was never a trace of waves in Leng Ji's eyes, his eyes looked at the old man, thin vest, narrow shorts, old fan, look at it twice, there is no place to hide a gun, no place to hide a knife, no weapon, just with him an old man, there should be nothing to threaten himself.

Thinking so in his heart, Leng Ji paused, silently withdrew his right hand hidden behind the wall, and the black pistol was stuffed into his coat, and continued to collide with the remaining five strong.

Walked out from behind the wall, not holding a weapon in his hand, and his eyes only glanced around vigilantly for the last time, this road was indeed sparsely populated, and after staying for so long in the cold season, he didn't see anyone else except the old man and the fat man's men.

"Hey," the old man looked at Leng Ji and had been in a stalemate with him for a while, but now he still had to come out from behind the wall, and couldn't help but smile mockingly at Leng Ji.

continued to be expressionless, and Leng Ji didn't bother to pay attention to him, drooping his eyelids, just standing in front of him, waiting for him to say the next sentence.

"You won?" The old man looked at Leng Ji and ignored him, and he no longer cared about himself, continued to be proud, shook the sunflower fan, and asked unhurriedly.

She was stunned, she didn't understand it at first, but the next second, her fingers touched the sharp blade of her dagger, and she reacted to what the old man was asking.

Did he know about killing the fat man's men?

The fingers of her left hand flicked slightly, and Leng Ji subconsciously wanted to hold the dagger hidden in her sleeve, and the next moment she restrained herself, raised her eyelids, and looked at the old man.

The wicked smile on his face was well hidden by him, and the old man covered his mouth with a sunflower fan and laughed twice, without sadness or joy, only full of surprise and pride, as if he was just a person watching a play. Leng Ji stared at him, but he kept looking at his pocket with money, and without speaking, Leng Ji could see his greedy eyes from his eyes.

His gaze was reluctant to take away, his eyes shook with Leng Ji's pocket, as if he could see through what was inside, blinked, Leng Ji put his hand into the left pocket, and touched the banknotes left by Yi, and the lines of the banknotes spread under his fingertips.

Remembering that he hadn't demolished himself in front of the fat man's men before, it was okay...... It's just a little greedy.

I almost forgot that the old man seemed to be very shrewd.

His fingers paused, the corners of Leng Ji's mouth curved slightly, he raised his head, met his longing eyes, and continued to be silent with a smile.

"What about them?" As if asking knowingly, the old man looked at Leng Ji with a smile on his face, and everything was ready, he couldn't help but pout, rolled his eyes, and after a while, finally asked a question that was considered a normal tone.

"Lying inside." Short sentences, Leng Ji didn't think about anything to do with him, looking at his eyes that were always staring at his left pocket, he couldn't help but learn from him, and Leng Ji also rolled his eyes.

"Inside...... No," a glimmer of light flashed in the old man's eyes, and Leng Ji's eyes looked away from him for a moment, looking at the courtyard he had just come out of. "You didn't go through his pockets, did you?"

"Who?" Squinting his eyes, Leng Ji suddenly remembered that he was startled by the old man's footsteps, and he didn't have time to carefully turn over the big man's corpse.

It always feels like something is missing.

Frowning, and then looking back at the old man's lewd expression, she looked at the old man, but he was also looking at himself, staring at her helplessly, and finally, the old man finally nodded with satisfaction, and reassured to show his lewd smile again.

The corners of the mouth were slightly twitched, and a green sprout could be seen stuffed between the teeth in the cold season, and the big yellow teeth were fully displayed in front of him, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, with a look of shame, and the cold season looked at the old man's expression, and only felt that there was something tricky in his smile.

Not wanting to continue talking nonsense with him, Leng Ji glanced at him, seeing that he didn't have anything to continue, paused, moved the center back slightly, and was ready to turn around and walk backwards the next moment.

The fingers of his left hand pressed the coins in his pocket slightly, and he looked at the old man's wrinkled but still radiant face in the cold season.

If he hadn't paid for it at this time, would he have exposed his information to that fat man......

A strange light flashed in his eyes, and he was quickly suppressed by the cold season again, and his hand touched the dagger hidden in his sleeve again, paused, and sighed.

After talking about it for so long, Leng Ji still knows what he wants, but Leng Ji looked at his big plate teeth, and he was really reluctant to give him a few pieces of the stack of more than 100 pieces.

"Just gone?" Sure enough, it was still that smile, Leng Ji looked at the sprout at the corner of his mouth, silently rolled his eyes again, and seeing Leng Ji's reluctance to act, he poked his head over again, and his hand reached directly to the edge of Leng Ji's pocket, intending to pay for it himself.

Rolled his eyes, pouted, Leng Ji took out three coins from his pocket with his hand, and looked at the old man's expression out of the corner of his eye, only to see him, once he saw the money, his eyes became different.