"The surname is Song, don't go too far. I've put up with you for a long time, and you're going on like this......"

Before Song Sansi's words fell, Song Mian took out bi shou from his arms and slapped it on the table with a bang. The threat is obvious to even a fool.

"Of course, if you go on like this, I have to endure it, who made you my eldest brother."

"You know what I've always admired about you?" Song Mian said suddenly.

"Do you admire my erudition and grace?"

Song Mian sneered and said playfully: "After living for so many years, even if you are a pig, you can be as knowledgeable as you." As for the suave and suave, you haven't even touched the edge.

The Tang people are open, but after so many years, you are still alone, and there is a little bit of a suave appearance there? ”

After saying something, Song Sansi was a little embarrassed.

What Song Mian said is that there is a certain truth, he Song Sansi is actually not smart. To be able to live like this today is to take advantage of old age after all.

If a smart person had such a skill as he was, I am afraid that he would have achieved a great cause that no one had done before.

"What I admire most is your cheekiness. It's really, it's okay to be thick. Song Mian made a joke.

"That's a coincidence, I think so too."

"Yes, yes, I'm still a little self-aware."

"No, what I'm saying is that I also admire the thickness of your skin."

"Hmph, the tongue is good."

"It's like you're not." After saying that, Song Sansi regretted it.

Nothing else, the man in front of him, who calls himself Song Mian, is really not a person who takes advantage of his tongue.

Song Mian, who seems to be polite and polite, seems to be a scholar, and likes to fiddle with the shiny bi shou when he has nothing to do.

If it was just a cold light, Song Sansi might not have any special feelings.

Trouble is trouble, this bi shou has had deep contact with him several times.

"I'm here this time to ask for your help."

"What, you want me to stab you?" Song Sansi is not only thick-skinned, but also has a broken mouth.

If Di Renjie was here, he would definitely be able to guess that Song Sansi had already figured out a ghost idea at this time.

However, Di Renjie was not there, and Song Mian was not familiar with Song Sansi to that extent. So, he didn't know.

However, even if he knew, it would make no difference to him.

"It's not a big deal to stab me or not, if you want to, you can stab me at any time." As he spoke, Song Mian handed Bi Shou to Song Sansi.

Song Sansi looked down at Bi Shou, and then at Song Mian who was smiling, and suddenly felt that this Song Mian was still quite an interesting person.

"What? Can't get started? ”

"I have no grievances with you, what's the matter with stabbing you. Sir, I'm not that unreasonable person. ”

"Oh, then you don't have to worry, I've stabbed you so many times, and this time you'll be charged some interest."

It is undeniable that at the moment when Song Mian handed Bi Shou to him, Song Sansi did have the intention of tying up a bi shou.

But thinking of certain things, Song Sansi suddenly didn't want to pierce again.

"You can't die anyway, and it won't do me any good if I stab you."

"I just said, let you charge some interest, you can just tie it." As he spoke, Song Mian walked to Song Sansi's side and stuffed Bi Shou into Song Sansi's hand.

As if he was afraid that Song Sansi would not stab people, he also held Song Sansi's hand and aimed Bi Shou at his heart, and even the tip of the knife had already touched his clothes.

With the sharpness of this bi shou sharpening iron like clay, as long as Song Sansi asked for help, Song Mian estimated that it would turn into a ball of white light.

"Why, I can't do it."

"Who said I can't do it, it's just that I'm not in the mood to kill people today, sir. Don't forget, master, I'm a fool, disemboweling, and the master has done more than you......"

Originally, Song San thought that he had a lot more than you, but thinking of Song Mian's skill in killing people, he really didn't have the courage to say so.

"Really? Then I'll help you. As soon as the words fell, Song Mian's right hand was slightly forced, and he dodged bi shou at once, and then reversed the tip of the knife and went to Song Sansi's heart.

Such a change happened in an instant, and Song Sansi didn't have time to make any resistance. I could only instinctively close my eyes and hide behind.

At the same time, his heart was ready to feel the coldness.

However, Song Sansi waited left and right, and the coldness never appeared.

After a while, hearing that there was no sound around him, Song Sansi slowly opened his eyes.

I saw Song Mian looking at him with a smile, fiddling with the bi shou in his hand like a juggler.

"Okay, just laugh if you want, you don't have to endure it." Song Sansi muttered angrily, and poured himself a cup of tea.

The movements seemed chic, but his heart was already playing the drums nervously.

Song Mian smiled and said softly: "I didn't mean to laugh at you, it's just that you are really not suitable for killing people."

You don't like to kill, and you haven't killed anyone.

Do you think I don't know? ”

"You know too much." Song Sansi glanced at Song Mian, but he still didn't have a good attitude.

"Everyone has their own things to be good at, and if you don't want to do this, you naturally won't be good at it."

"But why are you so good at it?"

This question, Song Mian is really a little difficult to answer.

Song Sansi also noticed that his question was inappropriate, and hurriedly said before Song Mian spoke: "Don't, don't, when I didn't ask." ”

Song Mian nodded with a smile and continued: "Since you can't do it, leave Yan Luoyi's life to me today." ”

Song Sansi carefully planned for so many days, in order to take Yan Luoyi's name to thank Cai Ming for his crucian carp tofu.

At this time, Song Mian seemed to be a harmless trivial matter, which made Song Sansi a little unacceptable.

Xu saw Song Sansi's thoughts, and Song Mian comforted: "Don't worry, this matter, except for me, I didn't guess it." ”

Song Sansi looked at Song Mian and did not speak.

But the way he frowned had already proved that Song Sansi was very annoying now.

In his opinion, since Song Mian, a person who has no contact with him, has guessed it, have all the smart people around him guessed it?

If that's the case, isn't it like a joke to take oneself......

"I can guess that it's because the Cai brothers are also kind to me. Moreover, by chance, I knew what you ordered someone to pass on to Yan Luo. ”

"You can do whatever you say, can't I be a fool when I am a master?"

"Naturally not. The Cai brothers and I are gracious, and it is true at this time. ”