The dull voice suddenly rose, and then fell back like the tide crashing on the shore, so resolute that there was no room for maneuver. Bai Ya was originally tempting, but the other party didn't have any intention of talking, and even had some disgust.

Xu is this Xia Que Dao Yan is famous, and even the old man who is old understands it. After a short silence, Bai Li walked down the railing of the building, the fireworks alleyman who was panicked and fled in all directions, but he lost his sense of proportion, and even forgot about the life and death that was close at hand.

Or stop stupidly, or turn your head and smile, or throw off the "good couple" of you and me just now, and stare at the extremely lazy figure of the railing, looking at it.

But helplessly, Bai Li stopped after pacing to Gu Xing's side, and walked towards an inconspicuous corner, his eyes were sharp, trying to dig out the outsider hidden in the darkness.

But the two sides still didn't speak, and the old man who was still saying "bother" from all directions just now was like evaporating from the world and disappeared without a trace. But the group of fireworks alley customers whose eyes were about to fall out surrounded the railing of the building.

The one just now seems to be a colorful head, but it's just to set off this woman's appearance. Bai Li still didn't move, just kept staring like this, and after Gu Xing, Lingling and Gao Qianzhan glanced at each other, they could only be at a loss.

Dramatic changes appeared in this building, but Bai Li was not shocked, if it was a few years later, I am afraid that there would be no such bad things. However, his charm still exists, and he was targeted by the crowd of daring fireworks alley customers, so that the old man had such a chance to breathe.

But in that inconspicuous corner, there must be something greasy.

Bai Li has been in charge of Xiaque Road for decades, and knows everything in the building well, and everyone except the old man here is gathered in front of him, but there is only a little bit of taste.

Right! It's the unique flavor of flour.

This is the "merit" accumulated over decades of immersion, and it can be regarded as a kind of reward, and if you put in the hard work, you will naturally gain something. In the same way, a cook will have the smell of food, a healer will have the smell of herbs, and a killer will often have a strong smell of blood.

But the old man is fragrant with flour, and this flour smell is rare. Where can ordinary people afford to eat finely ground wheat flour, only the dignitaries or relatives of the emperor have this kind of treatment. And if this old man is really the shopkeeper of the "half-section stall" in the north of the city, then I am afraid that the matter will not be simple.

Finally, with a sigh that was as light as an unheard sigh, a person slowly walked out of the shadows, it was the old man who had just put down five strong men with chopsticks in the wine shop. I saw that his eyes were bright, and he raised his eyes without the slightest fear.

Bai Ya smiled, although it was through the hazy veil, she could still change from the corner of her eyes and feel her state of mind at this time. A killer's intuition is often direct and pure, and when a killer manages intelligence, she is even more invincible.

The old man Xu felt Bai Li's smile, and laughed too, "Isn't the girl afraid?" ”

"The old gentleman is not like an unreasonable person." Bai Li said softly, with unquestionable certainty in his tone.

"I was in your building just now, killing your guest." The old man smiled playfully, as if he was provoking or probing. "They're damned." Bai Ya ended the conversation with the most simple and direct four words. Gu Xing was still immersed in the surprise when the old man paced out of the shadows, the old man patted Gu Xing, suppressed his voice and said, "This person's realm is unfathomable. ”

As soon as this statement came out, the rest of the people understood. It turned out that it was not that it couldn't, but that it didn't dare, if it was done, I was afraid that no one present would be able to get out alive.

Bai Li didn't pay attention to the whispers of a few people under the railing, but hooked the orchid finger with one hand, staggered and gave a blessing, before getting up and continuing to say softly: "The old gentleman is an old man?" ”

The old man was obviously a little cramped when he heard this, but just for a moment, his brows twitched slightly, and he returned to normal. But he didn't answer, but rubbed the tip of his nose, which was already a little red, exhaled a breath of turbid air from his mouth, and pointed at Gu Xing with the index finger of his other hand.

He asked casually, "But after the old man?" ”

Among the people present, the only ones who knew the secret of Gu Xing's life were Bai Li and Luo Xiu, the former had already railed and asked lightly, while the latter was just hiding at the corner of the pillar, silently watching everything in the field.

And this sentence is clearly asked to Luo Xiu. "Ahem, cough, cough" Luo Xiu was choked by this inexplicable question, "Old man, where are you coming from and where are you going?" ”

Although Luo Xiu didn't want to answer, didn't want to answer, and didn't want Gu Xing's life to be known by more people, he had to say and answer. If this old man comes from this nonsense, maybe something will happen.

The old man casually scooped up the unfinished wine on the table, lifted it and poured it violently, "The wine has no taste, and neither do people, it is not as good as the old man's soup, the taste is fresh and pure." You are hiding it like this, saying that it is for the good of that young man, and if he knows the truth in the future, what will he think? ”

As soon as these words came out, there was a long silence. Luo Xiu only cared about pouring wine and turned a deaf ear. Bai Li's face was still as usual, but the five fingers of the railing were deeply embedded in the railing.

But the old man seemed to know something, and his face sank like water. Lingling, Gao Qianzhan and Eryatou, the three of them looked at each other. Now the people in the field don't let Gu wake up, but the second monk is confused.

He always felt that this old man knew something, but why didn't he break it? And what is he waiting for when he has been selling noodles in the north of the city for decades? Did he commit this heinous crime just to lure himself out?

was originally a simple murder case, but it was hidden by these people's secret words, but it seemed confusing. Gu Xing tugged at Bai Li's sleeve beside him, but the latter was just silent.

Gu Xing walked sideways and walked up the steps to Luo Xiu's side, but Luo Xiu took a few steps forward and sat down on the steps. The old man stared intently at the old man downstairs, always feeling a little familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it.

The old man caught a glimpse of the person upstairs out of the corner of his eye, and suddenly turned his head and smiled: "Old man, don't come to harm." This old man made the old man almost not stand firm, but fortunately he held the railing with both hands, otherwise he was afraid that he would have fallen just now.

The old man is familiar with several people in this scene, so he chose to come here at this time, and there must be a story to tell. The old man's eyes were wide at this time, but he couldn't say a word when he grew up, how could the person who had passed away in his memory stand in front of him alive. The old man didn't continue, Xu was getting older, and he was a little sad, "That's it, I'll just leave, the past, forget it, the more you remember, the more you torture." So saying, he got up and walked to the door.

The thugs in the building who surrounded him after the old man appeared, but they began to retreat slowly, for fear that if they were not careful, they would be stabbed to death on the spot by the chopsticks that the old man casually touched. Bai Ya didn't mean to stop it, but the frequency of Luo Xiu's pouring of wine suddenly slowed down, and he sighed heavily.

And Lingling, who hadn't spoken for a long time, didn't know when he came to the fireworks alley guest room, and when he saw that the old man wanted to leave, he drew a knife and stopped him, "Old man, you have dozens of lives, just pat your ass and leave like this, isn't it too much to say?" ”

Who knew that Gu Xing, who had tried many ways to solve it to no avail, also pushed aside everyone on the stairs at this time, rushed down, and came to the old man. Luo Xiu wanted to reach out to stop him, but unfortunately he was a step too late. The old man, who was already shocked just now, was already sitting on the ground at this time, trembling all over.

Gao Qianzhan was in a dilemma, and finally ran to the old man's house, and said distressedly: "Grandpa Wu, what's going on?" Makes you so uneasy? The old man just said to himself, "Impossible, impossible, it won't be him, it won't be him." ”

The old man stopped, looked at the woman in front of him, there was more appreciation in his eyes, but there was a little less killing intent, "It's worthy of being trained by that person, it's just different." ”

Lingling was noncommittal, but aggressive, "If the old gentleman is tired, you might as well come with me and treat you with good food and drink." The words of "graciousness and difficulty" were filled with a chill, as if there were dozens of unsheathed horizontal knives in those words, waiting to cut the old man to death.

The old man didn't think so, just narrowed his eyes, and asked thoughtlessly, "Who are you Liu Qingmei?" ”

Ling Ling's hand holding the knife trembled a little, but then he said, "Who is she, and what does it have to do with you?" The old man suddenly laughed, not heartily, but unbridledly, as if he wanted to call for wind and rain and drown out the sunset.

"What does it have to do with me? Let me ask you, she gave you this dagger? Ling Ling did not answer, his eyes were cold, and he could kill people with a knife at any time. Gu Xing saw Ling Ling pull out a knife to kill people without saying a word, and the power of that knife is still fresh in his memory.

Xu was worried that the two of them would make a move, thinking that the old man had saved his life just now, so he blocked between the two and persuaded: "If you have something to say, don't pull out the knife at every turn, it's not good." You too, you're all old, and you say half and half of what you say, aren't you a diaphragm person? ”

Where is this persuasion, it is clearly adding fuel to the fire. As soon as these words came out, the blade of Lingling Land turned and headed towards Gu Xing. The old man took a step back and acted like he didn't care about himself.

Gu Xing was really dumb at this time, and he couldn't say anything about his suffering. You old man relies on the old and sells the old, and there are zero deputy directors, which is really unreasonable.

Seeing that the short knife was about to be chopped, Luo Xiu's voice came from upstairs, "You have worked hard, if the son of the old man dies here, I am afraid that your decades-long plan will be in vain." ”

When the old man heard this, he suddenly jumped up, like a ghost, and rushed towards Luo Xiu. Unexpectedly, this "drunkard" didn't open his mouth, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he angered this evil star. Xu had long expected this, and Bai Li lifted the second girl next to him and threw it upstairs.