"Cut ......" The old man rolled his eyes disdainfully, but he didn't dare to stop it, and in anger, he could only reach into his trouser pocket with his left hand and rub the hundred yuan he had just "got" back, feeling the dense lines on it through his sense of touch, in order to calm his mood. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Also reluctant are the men of the big man, who have just woken up and looked at me, obviously unwilling, and then looked at the pile of wine jars on the ground, thinking that the mouth of the sealed crockpot was filled with osmanthus wine that was about to overflow, and his heart was even more reluctant.

"What are you doing? Frowning, his left hand raised, the big man was very dissatisfied with their passive and slacking work attitude, and at the same time, his right hand touched the stack of coins in his pocket, and his fingers waved as if he was counting the number of banknotes blindfolded. "Get moving. ”

When the old man saw the big man's small movements, he secretly screamed in his heart, and silently took two steps back, and the wide aoi fan was raised to the height of his face, covering his small expression.

Sure enough, counting and counting, his face suddenly sank, and then he looked at the old man, his eyes were already unceremoniously ruthless, the old man was flustered, and hurriedly took out the one hundred that had just come, although he was still reluctant in his heart, but his attitude was respectful, and he handed it over to the big man.

Frowning, the big man didn't seem to be satisfied, his face was not so gloomy, but his eyes were still so fierce, and the old man secretly regretted it in his heart when he met that gaze.

I knew that I would have stuffed him back with a dollar and went back.

Gritting his teeth, the old man took out two hundred sheets from his trouser pocket, bent down with a smile and handed them to the calloused hand of the big man.

Seeing that his eyes finally became a little kinder, his face was still dark, and the big man didn't say a word more.

Worst...... This time it's a big loss.

The old man thought about the bright red and bright red coins he handed over, and the whole person was not good. Suddenly, as if thinking of something, the old man shrunk his dim body and leaned into the big man's ear.

Whispering and not knowing what to say, Dahan only felt that his ears were itching because of the airflow, and when the old man finished speaking, Dahan looked back at him with suspicious eyes, but the old man replied to him with his own affirmative gaze.

Also bathed in the murderous eyes of the big man, and the few people under him reluctantly moved to the osmanthus tree, and there were still a few empty clay pots lying at their feet, which was ironclad evidence that they had just drunk a clear light.

Frowning, as if there was something more important, the big man no longer embarrassed the old man, after thinking for a while, he looked at a few of his subordinates under the osmanthus tree, walked for a while, paused, waved his hand, and stopped one of them.

Looking left and right, the man found that Dahan called himself again, and then immediately ran to Dahan obediently, checked his face, and immediately understood what Dahan had to say to him, and leaned his ear slightly to his mouth, listening to him whisper in his ear.

The remaining men stood under the osmanthus tree, looking at the sealed wine jar, remembering that it was full of osmanthus wine, and couldn't help licking their lips.

Under the murderous gaze of the old man, several men had to hold back their greed, lifted the jars, and did not feel them when they drank them, but now when they had to work, they found that these jars were a little heavier than they imagined.

As soon as he woke up, he was still dizzy, but his hands were unexpectedly stable. The subordinates twisted their wrists, stood under the osmanthus tree with a serious face, thinking about lazy schemes, and finally unanimously decided that each person would only carry one can at a time.

Picking up his own dagger from outside the steps, Leng Ji was once again bored on the steps, and the false alarm just now scared the overly vigilant Leng Ji out of a cold sweat.

Leng Ji frowned, he was troublesome enough...... This little thing can be scared like this.

The corpse of the man hidden in the courtyard of the mansion is still fermenting in the air, and I don't know if it's an illusion, but the cold season feels that the smell of blood in the air is getting stronger and stronger, and it seems that blood can float directly around the house along the air.

I don't know if it will attract the attention of the people in the yard......

Leng Ji held his cheeks and thought, and his eyes unconsciously drifted to the door of the courtyard across the alley.

The osmanthus is still falling along the direction of the wind, setting off the wooden threshold where no one enters or exits, and the silence faintly reveals the coldness. In the cold season, I watched those yellow petals fall little by little, the dagger in my hand was still as cold as before, and there was no sign of anyone stepping out of the empty courtyard door.

While playing with the dagger in his hand, he touched the petals that had been trampled on beside him, and Leng Ji suddenly wondered what the terrible cry in the yard was going on.

It sounds quite heroic, Leng Ji touched his chin and recalled the terrible scream, and his hoarse voice conveyed a death-like consciousness in the pain, quite a bit of a hero's end.

Thinking about it so seriously, the cold season couldn't help but laugh.

Although separated by the wall, Leng Ji still sensitively heard the sound of ticking footsteps in the courtyard, his brows couldn't help frowning, his hand once again reflexively clenched the dagger, and the whole person stood up, like the last time, the whole person took two steps back, hiding himself completely in the dark shadow.

This time, Leng Ji did not throw off his dagger again, holding it firmly in the palm of his hand.

It was getting darker and darker, and there were no street lights installed in this narrow alley, and the quiet street was empty, and if you didn't pay attention, you would just glance at it, and I am afraid that no one would notice that there were still people standing at the door of the house opposite.

"Alas......" As expected, the footsteps were getting closer and closer, and this time he finally didn't overly vigilant again, and the cold season with his body against the wall clearly heard the man's magnetic voice coming from behind the wall.

"I'm sick of it...... Such a heavy thing," the man carrying the wine nagged, and the people around him echoed it, and you complained word by word. "I don't know where Jay went. ”

"I guess I'm lazy......," replied the other man, his voice even more lazy, as if he hadn't woken up, and even though he was carrying a heavy jar of wine, it didn't stop him from yawning heavily.

"This time, he's quite clever. Rolling his eyes, another man spoke, but there was a hint of disdain in his tone. "Why didn't you see him so lazy a few days ago?"

It's a pity that they don't know that the lazy man in their mouth is already lying quietly in the house across the alley at the moment, sleeping dead and never waking up again.

"That's right," the voice was steady, and the physical strength of this group of subordinates seemed to be excellent, and they carried a heavy jar of wine and walked a long way without taking a breath, "What did the boss just tell you?"