"What's wrong? Don't want to live with my old man? ”

When Uncle Wang asked Yao Fei, his precious fan still hadn't been taken off his face.

"No, it's just something I want to think about alone."

Maybe it's been a long time since I've heard Yao Fei say such philosophical words, so Uncle Wang finally took the fan off his face, and his eyes opened to stare at Yao Fei.

"Grandpa Wang, don't look at me like this, I'm handsome, but ......"

"." Uncle Wang only said these two words and continued to close his eyes and recuperate.

"Hey, hey." Yao Fei smirked: "It's okay, Grandpa Wang, I'll come back to cook for you when it's time to eat, then I'll go first, bye." ”

After saying that, no matter what Uncle Wang had to say, he ran away. More and faster chapters are here.

After a long time, Uncle Wang took down the fan, and the cloudiness and malaise in his eyes also became shrewd, as if he wanted to understand it.

"I hope you will train as soon as possible and come out of the predicament. The city is not very peaceful! ”

Wu Mo returned to the bureau, and the portrait had been painted.

Wu Mo glanced at the person on the portrait, it was the kind of person with a barbed hooked nose and small slitted eyes, and he looked like a villain. The cheekbones are high and the lips are thin. A skinny man indeed.

"Like?" Wu Mo asked the owner of the breakfast shop beside him.

"Eun, it's like that!" The boss nodded vigorously.

"That's good." Wu Mo said and beckoned a person from the side: "Activate our relationship to find this person." ”

"Yes." The subordinate nodded, took the portrait and walked away.

The boss looked at the group of people around him who were obviously not good at stubble, rubbed his hands together, and said with some embarrassment: "This ...... This one...... Sir, can I go? ”

Wu Mo squinted at the boss and didn't answer his question: "What's it called?" ”

The boss didn't dare to have any objections, and hurriedly replied, "Little Bairen." ”

"Bai Ren......" Wu silently read the name, Bai Ren stood next to him, and didn't dare to say a word.

"Take him down, take care of it." Wu Mo lit a cigarette and said to the people around him.

"Yes!" The people below stepped forward and took Bai Ren away.

Bai Ren broke free, he was just a small stall owner of a small stall. He just loves money, but he is afraid of death. He is a fart of the upper class and the mouths of the powerful.

Bai Ren didn't know that Wu Mo was for his good.

Because Wu Mo didn't dare to guarantee that this Bai Ren would be able to breathe freely until tomorrow morning after he went back.

Similarly, Wu Mo also wanted to get some more things from Bai Ren. More and faster chapters are here.

Fang Hongyuan is still in a coma......

ICU, this room that breaks many people's hearts...... Critical illness notice, this text that made many people cry......

Fortunately, Fang Hongyuan's safety does not have to worry.

The central government came down to protect Fang Hongyuan, but this also seems to be redundant. Because the killer must leave with one blow, and will not come a second time. Be the first to update

Fang Kai fell asleep again, and his phone calls have not been answered until now.

The phone Yao Fei threw at Uncle Wang's house.

And now the phone is in Uncle Wang's pocket.

After Yao Fei went back, it was already noon, and his stomach was already rumbling.

I should have made plans after eating at Uncle Wang's house just now, but if I go back now, it seems that I will be suspected of rubbing rice.

Yao Fei decided to go to the town for dinner, and bought the dictionary by the way.

Having made up his mind, Yao Fei didn't hesitate and went out.

Yao flew to the town, withdrew 200 yuan with his bank card, and found a small restaurant to eat casually. I went to the bookstore in town.

Yao Fei had a thoughtful eye before going out, he randomly excerpted a word from the swordsmanship book, and then asked the store what kind of character it was, and then bought a dictionary of the translation between that font and the current simplified characters.

After the goal was achieved, Yao Fei returned home.

When he got home, he slammed the door and walked into the house.

I couldn't wait to take out the dictionary and the ancient book, and began to compare them.

On the first page, Yao Fei translated for nearly two hours before he roughly figured out the meaning, but he was surprised:

The founder of the Dragon Sword Technique was a solitary middle-aged man who had few rivals when he was alive. But only once did he lose to one man. So he entered Longyu Bay and studied this set of swordsmanship with great concentration, wanting to find a way back. But what he didn't expect was that the person who won his move back then was dead.

When a person finally achieves a goal and feels that he has achieved his ideal. Suddenly, the dream is shattered, and the ideal is gone. Then the person will not have much motivation.

The founder of the sword technique was in such a state at that time, he felt that everything in the world was boring, so he never left the mountain again until he died.

He didn't waste his time in the mountains, he repeatedly scrutinized and pondered this set of dragon swordsmanship, hoping to turn it into the most powerful swordsmanship in the world!

And the most important sword of this set of swordsmanship should still be in the cave according to the record, and he hopes that future generations can pass on this set of swordsmanship and let more people remember it.

Looks like I'm going back to the cave!

But it was already dark, and Yao Fei's internal qi was gone. Do you go up the mountain in the middle of the night to feed the beasts?

Yao Fei remembered the dog leftovers again, but he didn't want to trouble others.

He decided to go back tomorrow morning and revisit the cave with Dog Leftover!

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