"A rich man is a rich man, and if you are rich, you can say anything, right?" Yan Zi made an abnormal behavior towards Shi Kuan's move of wanting to settle this matter with money, and his tone was sarcastic, and then he reached out and grabbed Shi Kuan's collar!

"Don't touch my military uniform......" Shi Kuan nervously twisted Ling Zi's wrist, instinctively flipped his hand, Ling Zi "oops" screamed in pain, and was twisted under Shi Kuan, almost pushed his knees up, and fell to the ground like an escort fugitive!

Due to the fact that the days of being in the army are now, the habitual conditioned reflex and the belief in his own army concept, Shi Kuan came out coldly with such a sentence, which made Yan Zi and the surrounding black tiles and tung oil unexpectedly frightened!

The old man holding the electronic thermometer also stared at the small wrinkled eyes at the corners of his eyes ignorantly, and asked suspiciously: "Young man! You... Be a soldier, wow? ”

Shi Kuan knew that he had missed his mouth, he let go of his hand, let go of Ya Zi, and covered his face with a sigh: "Alas...... It's all in the past, I don't want to mention it anymore, since it's all said, I don't want to continue to hide it, actually... I am now an anti-narcotics plainclothes officer, and I have just become a junior police officer, that is, I was directly assigned to the local area from the army, so I still think that the clothes on my body are the military uniforms I have cherished all my life......"

If you are not a fool, 80% of serious people should be ambiguous, such an answer, not to mention the clumsy acting, and when Shi Kuan said this "identity", the whole person did not dare to look directly at the observer.

But Yan Zi likes to listen to this, he moved his twisted arm a few times, shook his head, and smacked his tongue: "I know that you are not an ordinary person, why do you want to say it!" Tell them to make trouble, and I'll see what they can do to you! ”

Shi Kuan was stunned for a moment, glanced at Ling Zi, raised his head, glared, and then pointed to the surrounding black tiles and tung oil, as well as the old man, he said arrogantly: "What's the matter?" Not convinced? How many heads do you have to deal with the anti-narcotics police? Any idea why plainclothes? Because plainclothes killed someone, others would not think that the police did it! ”

Shi Kuan hurriedly stopped: "Hey, what are you talking nonsense?" Tell you that the benefits of plainclothes police are this? Besides, who killed someone for no reason! ”

Yan Zi smiled hehehe: "Hey, hey, people in poor places, they haven't read books for a few years, and they don't understand it if it's too deep, well, it's a metaphor, for example, so they can feel more ignorant now!" ”

Heiwa and Tongyou looked at each other and looked at the old man together: "Ah Wang, what are you doing!" Did you catch the wrong person? ”

The old man is none other than the old man who is one of the three seedlings in the Miao village where Chu Liang grew up, the old man who looks sturdy and strong, his actual age is already past the old age, and in two years, he will be an old man! He shoulders the so-called red Miao clan in the Miao family, the short skirt Miao people who belong to the red seedlings and flower seedlings, and shoulders the prosperity of the clan and the inheritance of family relics!

And Shi Kuan didn't know that he used the lie of fabricating his identity, and in exchange for a bigger lie, it was still a bigger lie for Ya Zi! A liar needs to use countless endless lies to complete his original lie, and Ya Zi's echo actually has a despicable selfishness, this old man who has gone through the vicissitudes of life for nearly a hundred years in Homo sapiens has broken through this at a glance!

"Anti-narcotics policeman, what are you doing here?"

The old man of the wind servant took the shotgun in his hand and wanted to knock Shi Kuan's head, but Yan Zi really couldn't get used to it, so he grabbed the barrel of the gun: "The red family, what are you doing?" It's all about your identity, what's wrong with you! Brother, give him our documents, so that he will die! ”

The words are not right and half a sentence is useless, originally a small soldier, where can Shi Kuan get you any documents, at this moment Shi Kuan can't wait to hurry up with heavy rain, or a hailstorm, tell this mouthy guy to quickly become a soup chicken!

The reason for thinking this way is because the weather will always affect people's thinking logic at the moment of sudden change, forget what is happening at the moment, or it is too late, and you can faint without thinking too much!

However, when the heavens are not beautiful, you can commit suicide if you are unlucky!

Shi Kuan shook his head coldly, and said expressionlessly: "I have always checked other people's documents, why do you check mine?" Snake on the ground? The militia here is considered a snake on the ground, right? If you want to see my documents, when you get in front of Zhou Cang, I will naturally show it to you! ”

The old man squinted his eyes and stared at Shi Kuan, he stretched out his hand in the bamboo forest on the side, wiped a handful on a random bamboo, the slippery wall of the bamboo tube, judging from the feel, this sultry atmosphere, sure enough, was his mistake in measuring the body temperature just now, he estimated that within three hours, there will be a heavy rain here, this is the inheritance of the Miao family, by sensing the wetness of the appearance of the bamboo, you can estimate the change in the weather now!

He looked at the sky, and the clouds were so broken that they were not shaped, and none of them were electrically charged, and it was supposed that there should not be rain, but the clouds flew in the sky as fast as the south.

"The little ghost of the black family in the future? Hmph...... "The old man of the wind servant tilted his head, he pulled the shotgun in his hand, and he still clutched the barrel of the gun.

"Bang-"

Although he still held on to it, the old man still pulled the trigger, and the shot was concussive, and the hot barrel of the gun screamed: "Oh, I'm sorry~~ Old thing, you want my life, but ......"

Shi Kuan felt that this person was stupid and had no eyesight, and when he saw the old man looking up at the sky, he also took a look, and looked back at Heiwa and Tongyou, they seemed to be full of confidence.

"Who is the Black Family? Red family, are you an old Red Army? No, according to that age, the old Red Army who can live to the present should be more than 100 years old! Shi Kuan stared at the old man of the wind servant, thinking that this old man was not a less reasonable person, on the contrary, he was beginning to like this old man a little, or more precisely, he felt that the people of the Miao family always carried a fascinating and curious mystery.

Yan Zi whispered to Shi Kuan: "You don't know yet! There are many clans in our Miao family, among which the red seedlings, the black seedlings and the white seedlings of the Zheng family are the first of the three seedlings! This old thing, is the patriarch of the short skirt Miao in the flower seedling and the red Miao people, and belongs to the people of the red Miao, so when the ancestor of the Miao family was there, people called it Chiyou, because it was a nomadic reason, and was born with a strong body and wearing a bronze golden red, so when our ancestors came into the world, they were given a belligerent name in his ancestral hall, which was called Chiyou, and then I didn't know which tendon was wrong for the guy who wrote history, so he put the red 'deficit' word, and the nomad' The word 'you' has been changed to the word Chi You now! At that time, Chiyou was regarded as the Red Dragon Duke by the clansmen of the living beings under him, so..."Speaking of this, Han Zi swallowed his saliva, for fear that someone would interrupt, and looked at the black tiles and tung oil around him, so he lowered his voice even more.

Yan Zi pointed to the old man who was watching the sky and said, "The existence of their red seedlings is not an accident, and it is not because the tribal chief thinks that this name is good, so it is designated as a red seedling!" This is the living relics of our Miao people, it is a inheritance, and he is one of the three Miao patriarchs who inherited the ruins of the Red Dragon Gong! ”