Somewhere in Pingyang County.

In a relatively remote place, a slightly wide place, dozens of large and small wooden barrels were placed, and they were guarded on all sides.

There are also a few outposts.

In a dimly lit room, someone pushed the door open.

"Boss, our people were killed on the exchange!"

One was lying on a wicker chair, with a full mouth and beard, and a few braids on his head, and he was holding a cigarette and smoking it with great devotion.

There are also a few amorous and unobtrusive women around, beating their legs and pinching their shoulders, rubbing their temples, and there are people busy all over the body.

When he heard that his own people were killed, he immediately opened his eyes!

"Who?"

He sat up vigilantly, waved away the women, and if he didn't get out in time, he kicked them away.

"I didn't find it, but I'm pretty skilled."

"Can't find it?"

The man got off the bed, walked over and over, biting the cigarette stick, his thick eyebrows furrowed tightly, and his face was full of worry: "When you retreated, did you take cover?" This place, definitely not for them to discover! ”

"Don't worry, boss, no one will find out."

The person who came bowed his head again and reported, "However, I heard from our brother that today at the exchange, there is a woman who assembles a gun very well." ”

The bearded man immediately pulled out his cigarette stick, and squinted nervously, "Female? ”

"Yes, it was because of her that we were killed. Boss, wasn't our weapon-making master killed? ”

"Now that there is no one to command, we will run out of weapons if we continue like this, and if we capture her, this problem will definitely be solved."

"Did you find out?" The beard shook the cigarette stick and asked vigilantly.

"The news is almost here."

"If it's all right, bring it over immediately!"

*

A small house in town.

The old man staggered in, and when he saw the person folding his cuffs in the yard, he hurried over, "Young master, someone has assembled your things." ”

He handed him the gun in his hand.

This is what the woman didn't take.

"Oh?"

He paused with his hand folding his cuffs, took the gun, checked it up and down, and looked at it carefully, the mole at the end of his eye was too beautiful, "Well, it's not bad, it seems to have been transformed in a few places, and it's more exquisite." ”

"What about people?" He couldn't put it down, and asked again.

"This ......," the old man hesitated, "she has something to do and refuses to see you." ”

He silently added that he didn't want to see it, and there was no reason.

"Missing?" Su Qiyun was a little surprised, the one who can assemble this gun should be a master, "What's your name?" ”

"The young lady didn't say anything."

"Still a woman?"

Su Qiyun bent his eyebrows, pinned the gun to his waist, took out the cigarette box, and took out a cigarette in his mouth: "Go check it, I want to see it." ”

"Hey." The old man hurriedly responded, but he didn't know what to think, so he said again, "That young lady's eyebrows and eyes are still somewhat similar to the young master, is it possible that the young master's relatives?" ”

"The damn ones are dead, where are the relatives?" Su Qiyun spit out a puff of cigarette, which hazy his face for a moment, and there was a little more doubt on his cold face.

Relatives......

Oh, interesting.

"Young master, it really doesn't matter if you put the little young master in Xiayang Village?" He asked again.

"My woman is watching it herself, will there be a problem? Are you on your way? ”

Let him go and take the child.

Don't do it.

The old man hurriedly retreated.

Su Qiyun puffed out his cigarette, thoughtfully, he hadn't been back for a few days, and he didn't know what happened to the woman.

Thinking about it, he immediately gave himself a mouthful, day, he is really sick, what do you want that woman to do?