The cold season knows that the sooner you prepare, the better, and the more prepared you are, the better it will be for you to fight with the hunters. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The slowest is the slowest and you'll have to get things right on the black market tonight......

Now that I have calmed down and thought about it, it feels like they can't delay until tonight. Gritting his teeth, it is likely that he had already met them before he even bought the bullets.

There were only two rounds left in his own pistol. With his rotten marksmanship, he is destined to miss them, if he uses a pistol to suppress them temporarily...... The number of bullets doesn't seem to be enough.

You can only rely on yourself to solve them one by one with a dagger......

It's just that after so many years of mixing in these rivers and lakes, would an experienced hunter let himself cut his throat so easily?

The more I think about it, the worse it gets.

A breeze blew, and unconsciously, the cold season covered his nose and sneezed.

The old lady saw that Leng Ji's face was not very good, she looked out of the window with a frown, and opened her mouth, but she couldn't speak.

Unconsciously touched his wood-grain cane with his wrinkled fingers, stunned for a while, his fingers could feel the ups and downs of the pattern, lowered his head, and stopped talking.

After a long time, the room fell silent again.

"In that case, then I'll have to go back to boiling water" Looking up again, the old lady regained her smiling face, her squinted eyes mingling with the folded wrinkles, interrupting the cold season's thoughts. "I'll fill it up for you later. ”

"......" looked at that expression, Leng Ji couldn't say anything to refuse, paused, looked at the old lady's cloudy eyes, could only nod slightly, and said the word "good".

"And the kettle......" Hearing Leng Ji's answer, the old lady nodded with satisfaction, leaning on crutches to stand up. Trembling and trembling movements, because it was too hard, the crutches in his hand were swaying and almost unable to support it, so he quickly reached out to help him in the cold season. "Otherwise, you'll run out of hot water for the next two days. “

didn't listen to her words at all, Leng Ji only stared at her staggering steps, moving forward step by step, but her body became more and more oblique, as if she would fall down at any time, and the strength of her hands increased unconsciously.

obviously wanted her to hold her steady, but he didn't dare to exert himself, for fear of hurting her.

"Don't look at me like this," the old lady felt the cold season's hands gradually strain, and held herself uneasily with both hands. "Actually, I walked very steadily. “

"En......" Hearing it in the cold season, the old lady said this to reassure her.

"It's good here," the old lady let go of Leng Ji's hand, holding the door frame with one hand and the crutches in the other, her legs trembling, and she stepped out of the door little by little, "Next, I have to go to another room to tidy up." “

"Is there anyone else living here?" Hearing the old lady's words, Leng Ji suddenly became alert. Could it be that there are hunters who are lying in ambush so early?

"Nope. Looking at the sudden change in the face of the cold season, the old lady quickly shook her head and waved her hand again, and then the face of the cold season recovered a little. "It's just that I take care of it every day. “

Even if you know that no one is living there, do you have to clean it up?

"......" pursed his lips, only to feel that the inexplicable sadness in his heart was even heavier.

"Don't think too much about it...... even if she didn't turn her head, the old lady could guess the idea of the cold season, and laughed twice into the air, comforting herself, as if comforting the cold season. "I'm just idle. “

Suddenly, Leng Ji remembered that old man Chen many years ago, when he sat in the courtyard and talked to himself, he was also like this.

Every time I think of Old Man Chen, I will feel my heart palpitate inexplicably.

Talk to them, don't open your mouth, read what you're thinking.

People, as expected, are the more alive and more shrewd.

One morning, I sat in the room in a daze in the cold season, facing the ceiling, thinking wildly, from Old Man Chen to Yi, and then to Lao Wang and Wang Chuan.

Everyone I met here left an indelible impression on my heart in the cold season. From Old Man Chen's madness, to Yi's stubbornness, to Lao Wang's decadence, as well as the women and Wang Chuan he met on the road.

Forced to take drugs, beaten and disabled, driven out of their homes, and now that I think about it, I have met only some poor people.

He sat in the room until the afternoon, watching the light change direction little by little in front of him, and the sunlight that had been shining into the room receded to the balcony, but the old lady never came in.

I looked at the alarm clock at the head of the bed, it was past three o'clock, and it was sunny outside.

got up, took out his dagger from his sleeve, lowered his head and straightened his sleeve, well, it was not cut.

I found a clean rag from the side of the wash basin, washed it with water, and only then took out my dagger and gently wiped my weapon.

Years of use have caused large and small gaps to appear on the blade of the dagger, and if you don't look closely, you can't find it at all.

If you look closely, you can see the red dots in the gaps.

It's not blood, it's just rusty.

It seems like I've been giving it for a long time, and I've wiped it like this.

A rag dipped in water brushed over the dagger, leaving traces of water on top of the dagger, and dense droplets of water reflected the sunlight shining in from the outside.

Toss from three to four, pack everything, fold the quilt and pillows, and put them aside. I sat on the bed and waited for a while, but there was still no trace of the old lady.

Scratching his head, Leng Ji sighed.

Forget it, let's not drag it out like this any longer.

From last night to now, although it has been calm and nothing has happened, the inner alarm bell of the cold season has been ringing for a long time.

Stay for a minute longer, and you'll be in more danger.

I took Yi's coat back from the balcony, it had just been sunburned, the soft touch, and the smell of the sun was still on it.

I don't know when the blood stains have been washed away by the efforts of the cold season last night, and what is left is a solemn black, lifeless appearance, without a little luster, and the left pocket is wide open.

Since yesterday, the cold season has begun to take the money in Yi's pocket for himself.

I was still a little scruple before, although I would avoid him, it was hard to guarantee that he wouldn't come to the door and ask him to get the money back.

But now in the cold season, I guess that I don't have much chance to see him again. Let's not mention that he is now in the hands of City A, and when he is rescued in the future, it is estimated that he will either die or flee to the ends of the earth.

This money, it is estimated that there is no chance to return it to him.

This money is used especially at ease in the cold season.

I took out three thousand pieces and put them on the table. After thinking for a moment, he pressed it under the teapot again.

Walking to the door, I was about to open the door, when there was a sudden bang outside the door, like the sound of ceramics falling to the ground and shattering.

Remembering the words of the old lady of the landlady, "I'll fill it up for you later." ”

Kettle?

This old lady is too careless......

I cleaned up the room so well that I saw that I was about to leave.

Forget it, it's better not to let her know.

After a pause, Leng Ji took a step back and let go of his grip on the doorknob.