Chapter 1208 Murderous House Sensen

The west of the city is the last direction, Wu Liang, who has already run to three directions, will never give up in this last trembling, the word 'last' kills people, it often represents a constraint, but also represents an opportunity. Many business opportunities like to use what 'last XXX' to promote, in fact, this brand can be hung for a long time, but customers who don't know the truth always think that they have taken a big advantage.

Wu Liang is rushing to this last trembling, although he is also not sure whether he will go to the west of the city to pounce, it is the last time, I don't know why he has a hunch that the goods are in the west of the city.

A Wrangler, sitting with four people, driving is Muay Thai fighter Cai Kun, in fact, he is still a good driver, driving and boxing are his two favorite things, he is different from Mujia and Barry's role of taking money to do things, and his loyalty to Wu Liang is unquestionable, because he owes this guy with poor character, and he can't think of any other way than to use this life to pay back.

The sun is setting, the Wrangler stretches a long shadow in the reflection of the afterglow, different from the hustle and bustle of the city center, the suburbs in the west of the city are very few people, here are some small factories and workshops to settle down, there is an old man wearing a two-layer brimmed worker's hat in front of him sitting on a lump of dirt and bowing his head to smoke a bamboo hookah, a puff of smoke escapes from his mouth, there are two black goats in front of him who bow their heads and gnaw thatch, for the suburban people who are not wealthy, raising some livestock is also an entry, better than playing idle and counting eggs.

Cai Kun sneered at the brakes when he was still ten meters away from the pimple, turned his head and said to Wu Liang in the back seat: "Wu Shao, I'll go down first and ask for directions." ”

Wu Liang nodded expressionlessly and said, "I'll go with you." After speaking, he deliberately glared at the pair next to him, these two guys sat side by side and held their hands together, looking disgusting, some people say that love between the opposite sex is for reproduction, and there is true love between the same sex, and you have to hold hands when you have some time, there is no need to prove it at all times!

Cai Kun got out of the car with Wu Liang and walked quickly to the old man who smoked hookah, and Wu Liang asked politely about the abandoned flour mill.

The old man raised his head, his dim eyes slipped back and forth on the faces of the two of them a few times, and then he coughed twice and said, "It's getting dark, I advise you not to go to that ghost place." ”

Wu Liang frowned and said, "Why?" Isn't that place in ruin? He saw something in the old man's eyes, as if the old man did not want to talk about the flour mill.

The old man, who didn't want to answer, pinched a little tobacco from the cigarette purse on his waist, stuffed it into the cigarette holder under the bamboo chimney, and pressed it with his fingers, but he took out the lighter and pressed it, but it couldn't ignite.

Wu Liang took out a delicate lighter from his pocket and handed it to the old man, and said with a smile: "I gave it to you, I don't smoke often." "The old man is also a knowledgeable person, and when he saw the lighter, he knew how much it was worth, and he took a big puff with a lit tobacco, and he was not afraid of lung cancer.

"The flour mill went straight forward, saw a yellow mud road turned and arrived, the place was on fire two years ago, said that it was an electric fire, burned more than a dozen, the person burned like carbon strips, carried out and straight oil, after that place there are some evil doors, as soon as it rains at night, there is a ghost scream, yesterday just a rain ......"