Chapter 12: Traces of the Fight

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Qingge's voice was very soft, with a hint of innate pride, she greeted Lin Xiaoxiao with a smile, she gently closed the book, and then put it in its original position

"Hello"

Lin Xiaoxiao was a little nervous, she didn't know what to call the beautiful woman in front of her, she just heard Zuo Feng enter the door and let herself talk about his tea set, but she didn't know who it was

"Please, please be seated"

Lin Xiaoxiao was still a little nervous, and she didn't understand why

Qingge smiled, but the silent laughter was very infectious, and even with Lin Xiaoxiao, she was not so nervous, she walked to the coffee table in the living room, and then sat on the sofa

"Come and sit down."

Looking at Lin Xiaoxiao, who was still standing stupidly, she greeted her softly and motioned for her to come over and sit too, and the position her finger pointed to was the seat next to her

This time, Lin Xiaoxiao didn't speak, she smiled slightly to hide the embarrassment in her heart, and then put the tea set in front of Qingge, she sat next to Qingge, her legs were slightly together, and her hands were on her knees, she tried to make herself less nervous, but after all, she still looked a little nervous

"Oh, by the way, I just picked a flower at the door, in fact, it's not picked, it's almost gone, so I picked it, do you know this flower?"

Qingge is a person of few words on weekdays, and she can take the initiative to find a topic so far, there are only two people, one is the delicate little girl who is extremely well-behaved, and the other is Lin Xiaoxiao, who is regarded by her as extremely clean in front of her, and the latest chapter of the Black Rock Pavilion has been uploaded

"This is a begonia flower, the inflorescence of the begonia flower is approximately umbrella-shaped, and the flowers are generally 4 to 6 flowers, which is the length of a finger, you see that this flower has become purple-brown, which is a sign of the old begonia flower."

Lin Xiaoxiao also seems to have some feelings for flowers, begonia flowers fall off when they are old, the initial soft hair, fade the bright reddish-brown beauty, and finally evolve into the old purple-brown woman, does it have the same fate as it

"Oh yes, my name is Lin Xiaoxiao, you"

Lin Xiaoxiao quickly put himself in the right frame of mind, and then hurriedly introduced himself

"My name is Qingge, you can call me Sister Qingge"

Qingge found that this little girl's nature was so kind, it was the passing of a flower in her old age, and she couldn't help but feel sad, is this very similar to herself, Qingge is a person who respects life and cherishes life, and when she meets this kind of girl with the same view as herself, it really can only be attributed to fate

"Light song is such a beautiful name, light song sister, I think you are really beautiful, beautiful and beautiful, and the name is beautiful"

Lin Xiaoxiao's admiration is from the heart, there is no jealousy, no irony, only heartfelt praise, her eyes are clear and incomparably clean, like a pure jade that is not stained with dust

Qingge glanced sideways at Lin Xiaoxiao, this girl is really simple, beautiful and clean

So the conversation between the two people opened up from the initial begonia flowers to the green scene full of gardens; From the fashion designs of Paris to the dark-skinned Chamerlu and Caronians of Saipan, women can always find similarities in a certain aspect and become good friends in a matter of minutes

However, after all, it is a night rain light song, she can't classify herself as a young girl who is still in school, she still maintains her elegant temperament and rare sentences in the conversation and laughter, but Lin Xiaoxiao, who was a little nervous just now, has now opened the conversation box and talked about something, dancing with her hands, for fear that if she explained in detail enough, it would confuse this beautiful sister

"Sister, taste my treasured tea of the best Biluochun, this is a rare thing"

Zuo Feng hugged his baby, and then ran out happily, saying while running, where do you know the current scene in the living room, and the next moment he saw the two women who seemed to have known each other for a long time, and he stopped with some doubts

"What do you mean by letting me taste your good tea?"

"That's what you mean?"

Lin Xiaoxiao echoed a delicate and small irrelevance, revealing a hint of naughtiness, Zuo Feng looked at these two women that he couldn't afford to provoke in his life, and he was very simply an inferior citizen

He walked in front of the two of them with a hunched waist holding the tea leaves, looking like a slave, and then he put the tea leaves on the coffee table, hunched his waist and took a few steps back before standing up straight again, this action made Qingge shake his head helplessly, and Lin Xiaoxiao couldn't close his mouth with a smile

"The slave asked the two nobles to say goodbye, this is the best Biluochun offered by the people below, I heard that this is a holy product that has been immersed in the baby's light kiss, and this aura is enough to be priceless."

Zuo Feng's voice was deliberately a little sharp, as if he was trying his best to prove his identity with his voice

"Hehe, come and sit down, I really want to taste how delicious your precious tea is"

Lin Xiaoxiao hurriedly opened the lid of the tea leaves, and then put it in front of Zuo Feng, her face was tender and apologetic, the meaning was obvious, but you are the master of making tea, this kind of treasure is better for you to brew

There were only three people chatting briefly in this quiet villa, except for the breeze that made a little grinding sound when it entered the window, and it was still very quiet, quiet and forgetful of the troubles of the city

In the former office of the distant Northeast Ling faction, a tall man in a sportswear walked into the sealed office, which was very luxuriously decorated, but did not feel any life

The man was holding a cooked lamb skewer in his hand, the meat skewer was very large, it was obvious that the man liked to eat it very much, and he opened his mouth to eat it, and he took a bite of the meat skewer, and there was still white smoke in the slices of meat torn by his teeth, and it was obvious that the lamb skewers had just been grilled

As he ate, he began to carefully count the office, his eyes looking at the marks on the walls and the scratches on the table, and his mind was constantly counting the fight scenes

The scenes of the fight appeared in his mind, the extremely dangerous scene made his forehead covered with sweat, and the more he observed, the more frightened he felt; The more I observed, the more I felt the danger at that time

Finally, the two scratches on the table and the broken glass on the window finally made this scene evolve to the end, this is the last scene at that time, and the last trace shows that the scene at that time was already one-sided, so it makes sense that Ling Pai was finally thrown from the window

The meat skewer in the man's hand was no longer in his mouth, his eyes were full of scarlet bloodshot and unconcealed shock, and the next moment he ran to a corner of the room again, and then began to walk again along the trail from earlier

This time, he walked very slowly, trying not to let himself miss a single detail, the figure of the Ling faction in his mind kept dodging, and then tried to rush out, but he was always blocked by that person

That person was familiar with all the routines of the Ling faction, that is to say, the person who killed the Ling faction was likely to be someone who had a close relationship with him, and the Ling family was a big family, although it was not within the eight major families, but even if the difference was not very big

The two camps of the mysterious Chinese Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, the eight great families, the wind and rain in the ten directions, the green shirt, the Fang Wei, the bloody Shura, who fought with the thirty years, one is a light song, and the first sight in fifty years is Loulan

The Eight Great Families, whether it is masters or money, are an extremely large number, since the Ling family is not much different from it, then the Ling family will not let the children of the family disappear into the world so easily

So they set out to find out who was behind it, and their men found the man with the lamb skewer in his hand

"Who is this man, what is he doing here, he has been watching along the corner more than once, what the hell is it for"

The man who was still imagining the fight scene at that time didn't even notice the pair of eyes in the distance of the dark room, and the man seemed to have finally finished the scene in his mind again, and then he shook his head, his expression was indescribable, and he sighed

Suddenly, the man suddenly shifted the realization to the direction hidden by the eyes staring at him, staring so straight and stunned, as if he had really found the person, the person was motionless in the corner of the dark room, and even his breathing gradually disappeared

After a short while, the man held the mutton skewers and bamboo skewers in his hand, and then gently pushed away the seal that was written before that was forbidden to be opened, he walked down, and then took the bamboo skewers in his hand with him

Walking out of the building, the man pulled out his cell phone and dialed an unfamiliar number

"Hey"

"He killed and he was a master"

"Compare with you"

"He shouldn't be able to kill me, but I don't know if he came on his own"

"Okay, I see, you go and rest, stay safe"

The middle-aged man hung up the phone, took out the back cover of the phone, and then took out the phone card inside, and then he broke the small card with both hands, and then smashed the phone on the ground and threw it into the river on the side

After dealing with this, the middle-aged man obviously felt comfortable, and the bamboo sticks in his hands had gradually loosened, and they were no longer squeaked by his fists, and he was very relaxed at this moment, so he was a little careless

Carelessness is a bad habit because carelessness comes at a cost

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