The glow of the fire finally dissipated, and the light blue filled the sky, and the whole sky was like a pale blue ink painting. A few flocks of white doves, hovering in the air, and an eagle, soaring in the clouds. Wei Yilin and the four of them said goodbye to the two sisters early and left the hill on foot, but Qiao Wu quietly turned a corner and returned to the vicinity of the camp, hiding behind a big rock, quietly looking at the scenery in front of them.

When the three of them went to the bottom of Baishui Mountain, it was still early, and on the way up the mountain, there was no trace of a large group of people and horses passing by. It seems that Uncle Xiong and the others have not yet arrived. Wei Yilin raised his hand, and with a slight swing, Xiao Xu and Xie Lingguang dispersed, one went to the lake, and the other rushed to the stone platform. And Wei Yilin himself, after pulling his shirt, raised his feet and walked up the cliff.

Wei Yilin was wearing a white shirt, a pair of sweatpants, and a pair of sunglasses. The whole thing is like a tourist.

The sun was shining, Wei Yilin finally came to the pavilion, and the surroundings of the pavilion, compared with the last time he came, there was not much change, I really don't know, it was the people under Uncle Xiong who restored their kung fu, or he, he didn't send anyone to observe the environment here at all.

"Hawkeye calls the Eagle, please answer when you receive it. Complete. ”

"Eagle received. Complete. Wei Yilin subconsciously looked in the opposite direction, if Uncle Xiong also sent someone to monitor, then this move might still have the effect of confusing them.

Hawkeye received. The sight is good, and it is finished. ”

"Eagle received. If there is any abnormality, report it immediately. Complete. ”

"Hawkeye received, done."

Uncle Xiong arrived on time. The nickname is like his person, his age, can really be called the word "uncle", his face is full of furrows, and the lines at the corners of his eyes are like a net, perhaps because he has lost a lot of weight recently, and the skin looks loose and uncoordinated. He was on a black four-cornered cane, with a towel around his neck and a kettle estimated to hold a litre.

Behind Uncle Xiong, there were three people, one of them, in his forties, with a blue striped shirt, khaki slacks, black sneakers, and a secretary's appearance. The other two, dressed in black and wearing black shoes, wore black sunglasses and carried heavy assault rifles around their waists. About thirty paces away from the pavilion, two guards overtook Uncle Xiong's position and cleared the way for him in front. And Uncle Xiong himself hung far behind them.

Ten minutes later, Uncle Xiong and his secretary entered the pavilion, and two guards stood guard outside the two exits of the pavilion, with their backs to the pavilion.

"What do you call it?" Before sitting down, Uncle Xiong asked.

"Just call me Mr. Wind."

Holding both hands, the index finger unconsciously touched the other party's tiger's mouth, and both of them smiled in their hearts - it was the person they were looking for.

"Mr. Wind, please." Uncle Xiong was older, so he consciously became the master, "It's a pity that I can't make tea under this condition." I had to replace tea with water. ”

The middle-aged secretary took out two cans of mineral water from his purse, both of which were unopened, but Uncle Xiong did not take it first, but asked Wei Yilin to choose first. Wei Yilin also picked a bottle and saluted Uncle Xiong with a "cup", but he only touched the corner of his mouth and didn't really drink it.

Uncle Xiong got straight to the point and said, "Mr. Feng, I heard that the people under me said that you seem to be looking for something?" ”

"Uncle Xiong is really well-informed."

"The more expensive the goods, the more important it is to choose the right seller." Uncle Xiong leaned forward, and lightly tapped the stone table with the index finger of his left hand, "Otherwise, you will have nothing to lose." ”

Wei Yilin nodded thoughtfully: "Well, then I don't know Uncle Xiong, do you have a recommendation?" ”

"Haha, okay, refreshing." Uncle Xiong showed two rows of half-yellow and half-white teeth, "I don't know, what price can you offer?" ”

"Haha, Uncle Xiong, this matter is not in a hurry." Wei Yilin deliberately dragged out the rhythm, "I heard that it's not peaceful here recently." ”

Uncle Xiong leaned forward again: "It seems, Mr. Feng, have you heard about it too?" ”

"Hmm." Wei Yilin crossed his fingers and put them in front of his left knee, "If someone is interfering with one hand." Then we will lose more than we gain. ”

"Then I don't know if Mr. Feng ever knows why this world has suddenly become so chaotic?"

Wei Yilin smiled slightly: "I'm a newcomer." I also hope that Uncle Xiong will give you some advice. ”

"Let me tell you a story first." Uncle Xiong retracted his body, danced his hands, and turned into a storyteller, "Before this, there was a small island, hey, but although this sparrow is small, it also has all kinds of organs." Inside, there are all walks of life. ”

"Originally, everyone guarded their own one-third of an acre, and their lives were nourishing."

But one day, the son of one of the tailors came back from a study tour. Young people, strong in blood, always want to change something. That's what you say, Mr. Wind? ”

Wei Yilin nodded and shook his body: "Alas, the flowers have their own reopening day, and people will never be young again." This person always wants to do something while he is young. lest in the future, when you are old, you will regret the years that were wasted. ”

Uncle Xiong nodded while "um": "But this young man is not always a good thing, for example, he always wants to break the rules." ”

"You say he improves his tailoring and makes more money, but that's nothing. But he still wants to open an oil shop, open an iron shop, and rob other people's business, which is not right, right? ”

"Hmm. That's a bad rule. ”

"That's right, that's a bad rule."

The two looked at each other for a few seconds, and then they both laughed.

"Come, Uncle Xiong, I respect you." Wei Yilin grabbed the water bottle.

The two water bottles collided together, and some of the water spilled to the ground from the impact.

"But alas, this man who does evil is always rich, but this man who keeps good is always poor. People with bad rules always live a nourishing life, such as Sima Yi. But this rule-abiding person often dies unjustly, such as Tan Daoji. Do you think that's appropriate? ”

"Hahaha, of course not." Wei Yilin shook his head, "But what can you and I do?" ”

"That's right! None of us can help it. Uncle Xiong slapped the table, "Therefore, we must act boldly, and we must not be tied hand and foot by this mere rules." ”

Wei Yilin didn't answer, just listened with a smile.

"A few days ago, someone broke the rules and killed my brother." Uncle Xiong covered his face, his mood was slightly low, "My only relative." ”

Wei Yilin also accompanied Uncle Xiong and put on a sad look. Although what he thought in his heart was: such indiscriminate killing, killing is the rule.

"I know who did it." The next moment, Uncle Xiong's face was hideous, and his left fist was clenched.

"If I'm not mistaken, this is the price?"

"Hahahaha." Uncle Xiong slapped the table and laughed, and the shoulder-length hair was also thrown up because of his movements, "Mr. Feng is smart. I just like to deal with smart people. ”

"But this smart man has a lot of eyes."

"Hahahaha. Readily. Uncle Xiong continued to laugh wildly, "Brother Ying has heard of it, right? ”

"Hmm."

"He dug up my people, killed my brother with one shot, and wants to give me another shot, what do you think I should do?"

Wei Yilin understated: "This is your private matter." ”

"That's right, so I'm stingy. I'm going to find someone to kill him. Uncle Xiong patted his chest, "This is called maintaining the rules, right?" ”

"Hmm." Wei Yilin tapped the stone table with his index finger, "How sure are you?" ”

"Hahahaha, this matter is not for me to consider."

"And what about what you should consider?"

Uncle Xiong leaned forward again: "Tell me the name, 100 percent." ”

"But we don't know each other well, so we suffer a lot, right?"

"Mr. Feng, this life is a gamble after a game, and if you win, it's all yours. Lose, close your eyes, it's as simple as that. ”

Uncle Xiong's hands were forked: "I want absolutely, impossible." ”

"Hmm." Wei Yilin's fingers tapped the stone table four or five times in a row, "There are also people who have told me so." ”

"Oh? Who is it? Uncle Xiong seemed to be very interested.

"Like you, he made a price."

"What's the price?"

In the sky of Baishui Mountain, a black cloud suddenly rose, which was a bird startled by the sound of gunfire.

In the Wangshan Pavilion, Wei Yilin pulled the trigger repeatedly, and the guard and the middle-aged secretary standing on the south side of the pavilion were shot and fell to the ground one after another, and the one standing on the back was shot in the head by Xie Lingguang before turning his head. Wei Yilin took out the multi-purpose saber that he had prepared at his waist, neatly cut off the head of the corpse, packed it in a bag, and then buttoned it to the waistband of his trousers, and then jumped out of the Wangshan Pavilion in his body.

How could Uncle Xiong dare to come to negotiate with only two guards? The other guards, just a little farther away. When Wei Yilin jumped out of the pavilion, those guards had also appeared at the end of the mountain road, Wei Yilin dodged behind a thick pavilion pillar, poked out his pistol, and fired two shots at the road, and the guard who ran in front immediately shook his body, blocking the way of the people behind.

Taking this opportunity, Wei Yilin grabbed the assault rifle on the corpse of Tingnan's guards and ran behind a big banyan tree that had been selected a long time ago.

The guards also fired, sending sawdust everywhere, broken rhizomes, and fallen leaves. Xie Lingguang also fired a shot, this time, first from the abdomen of the first guard, then from his back, then into the chest of the second guard, and finally in the back of his neck, a bowl-sized hole. The guards were immediately startled, and the firepower was much weaker when they suppressed Deng. Wei Yilin seized the opportunity, reached out his assault rifle, pulled the trigger four times in a row, broke the calf of a tall guard, and made a fat guard fall straight to the ground.

In less than a minute, Uncle Xiong's people fell more than half, and the remaining ones may have fled, or they may have fallen to the ground, wishing they were really dead. Wei Yilin held the gun, locked his wrist, pointed the muzzle of the gun directly at the pavilion and the path behind it, and then walked step by step, towards the pre-designed escape route.

But Wei Yilin, after all, still underestimated Uncle Xiong's subordinates, suddenly, a black iron tower rose from the horizon, in the middle of this iron tower, there is also a big mouth that breathes fire, wherever the tongue of fire goes, not a single inch of grass grows, and the branches and stems are broken. Wei Yilin tried to shoot the tower twice, but the tower didn't even tremble.

Helpless, Wei Yilin had no choice but to throw away the assault rifle, and before the tower turned the muzzle of the gun, he rushed to the edge of the cliff, closed his eyes, kicked his legs hard, and jumped up in the air, jumping directly into the reservoir under the cliff.