Shen Yeling's hands were trembling now, because he couldn't hold the gun, he wanted to shoot at the veteran again, but his hands were about to spasm, and he didn't have any strength, only pain under him.

He lay on the ground and continued to look up at the sky, and took a breath as if giving up: "Let's just say that, when Xiao Lin found out that you buried antiques under the pond next to my study, you asked those mysterious people to come and exchange these antique tanuki for the prince."

The veteran nodded, thinking about how many valuable news he had provided to Zhang San in a few years, thinking that he would invite this group of hateful people in a few years.

"Then why don't you kill them, it's a hundred", Shen Yeling gritted his teeth and speculated with their vicious hearts.

The veteran smiled bitterly and shook his head, this method is simple and trouble-free: "I don't know if it's Xiao Lin alone, according to my observation, part of the reason why Xiao Lin is close to you is because of those boxes of antiques, since she knows, the organization behind her must also know the situation." It's easy to startle the snake when you kill her, thanks to it, but I'm kind of downsized, and the money is nothing, and the antiques I worked so hard to protect are not broken at the touch of it."

He said with a wide range of eyes, and said premeditatedly: "What I gave Xiaolin is fake, and she took it back without knowing why, and she can still pass it on if she is interested, but these boxes of mine have been smashed by me, and now what you have snatched is just a bunch of fragments."

Back then, the veteran's eyes were the same as they are now, thinking that there was no one in the surrounding wilderness, and there were only living creatures in front of him, only Shen Yeling.

He suddenly felt that his leg didn't hurt anymore, maybe it was also numb from the pain, he picked up the gun, pointed the muzzle of the gun towards Shen Yeling, and made a victorious smile.

At this time, he felt that he should laugh, and made a mockery to these people: "I can't imagine it, what you worked so hard to want now doesn't exist, why do you expose your other side in front of me for it, Mr. Shen, I respect you very much." Really, I'm really curious, what happened when you sacrificed to the river god and didn't die, and went to Beiping."

He licked his lips and said, "Beiping is a good place to make a person so complete." Shen Yeling didn't speak, he looked at him quietly, he was just a loser now.

It's good to lie down in a powerless way, just look up at him and shout, anyway, he's really just a waste now, even if he is determined to help Luo Yunsheng get back the antiques, he can't finish it, if she knows that the antiques have been destroyed, what will be the consequences.

He suddenly didn't dare to think about it, looked at the old soldier and shook his gun and said lightly: "You might as well tell me how you know these things."

Shen Yeling really didn't want to talk nonsense with him, but when he saw that the killer sent to him by Luo Yunsheng was looking for him in this place, he thought that this might be able to delay some time.

So he opened his lips and said: "It is dangerous to tell Zhang San your news, because he will treat your news as a commodity, in exchange for equal value, and I just told him a more shocking big secret in exchange."

"Told something".

"Everything I experienced in Peking".

The veteran's eyes changed, and he also wanted to know how unsatisfactory it was to go to a place for ten years to live in a place and turn people into rebirths.

Shen Yeling squinted and smiled: "If you shoot, do you think you can get out of this wilderness, I have already notified the people of the Luo family to come and collect my body, I said before, until I see your body."

The pistol in the veteran's hand hesitated, he put down the gun slightly and then raised it again, and said firmly: "You think I don't dare to shoot at you, I knew that I couldn't let you go when I arrested you to sacrifice, and I would have solved everything by shooting you."

After saying that, he once aimed at Shen Yeling, which was a shot, but unfortunately when the wrench was pulled, the bullet in the muzzle still had no response, and the veteran picked up the gun in confusion and debugged it repeatedly.

He really hasn't touched a pistol for several years, and his technique is inevitably a little rusty, but he can't admit that his skills are inferior, is he soft-hearted and can't shoot, or is the pistol soft-hearted and admitting the master?

Shen Yeling next to him let out a few laughs, as if he was laughing at the veteran, a retired soldier, who was also confused: "When I came, I only prepared one bullet, specially prepared for you."

A bullet was specially prepared for him, and it was so outrageous that it missed and injured his leg. Whether Shen Yeling said it or really wanted to kill him, no matter how confused the veteran was now, he should always know Shen Yeling's approach.

I only heard Shen Yeling say coldly: "You go, I only need one of your legs, and a story is finished now, you can go."

Shen Yeling was lying on the ground, with the meat that was originally slaughtered by others, but now he was lying down leisurely like a king who controlled the fate of people, allowing whoever to go and who to stay.

Seeing that the veteran had no movement, and that the leg pierced by the bullet was still bleeding, he estimated that the veteran's physical condition could also walk ten miles, so he said: "You are really confused, you also believe my words." Don't worry, the people I sent are just here to pick me up, and they won't embarrass you."

"Then you are here", the veteran didn't believe it, Shen Yeling took great pains to take the same train with him and pushed himself down halfway, so that he could easily let himself go.

He felt that Shen Yeling was still the same as usual, he had been a humble gentleman for decades, and his surface demeanor could have melted long ago, he didn't believe that Shen Yeling could really say that he could change, and if he wanted someone like Shen Yeling to be ruthless to himself, he would at least have the determination to make himself 100,000 times more determined.

Shen Yeling turned his head and didn't look at the veteran, closed his eyes and his lips hooked slightly: "It's really just for a story, and it's just for a story if you give up half a life, nothing else, really."

No matter how much the veteran doesn't believe it, Shen Yeling doesn't want to explain too much to the veteran, whether he believes it or not, in short, the cause and effect of this matter can finally be explained to Luo Yunsheng.

His mind is so simple, but unfortunately no one believes it.

The veteran gasped and breathed out a sentence from his mouth: "What a madman."

After finishing speaking, he didn't want to stay any longer, so he limped away.

Shen Yeling was still lying in this wilderness, he was in pain when he moved, accompanied by the small pebbles under the grass, he vaguely felt that his diaphragm should panic, and the fierce collision between the pebbles and those injuries made him break out in a cold sweat.

finally looked forward to the helper Luo Yunsheng gave him, and carried him on a stretcher all the way to a car back to Xunyang.

He and the veteran walked in opposite directions, one towards Xunyang, the other thinking about Chahar, and they went farther and farther away from each other, and they let each other go, hoping that they would never run into each other again.

I have only heard Luo Xiaoqi describe the effect of this medicine to him, saying that it can do what people want to do, and the feelings expressed will be stronger, he doesn't know that this is important and can also peel the skin and bone, so that he can change the way of life.

As he did to the veterans before, if he had changed his usual times, he would not have been able to do it, and now he was in the car calculating the time of the sun, and they should be able to send him home in the middle of the night at the earliest.

The driver who was driving suddenly stopped the car halfway through, and with a smile, he planned to leave after dinner.

Shen Yeling touched his stomach and felt that he was a little hungry, so a few helpers went to a nearby noodle restaurant to buy a bowl of hot noodle soup and serve it to him.

Just as he had eaten a few bites, he heard the sound of scolding, and a man with a fat belly was beating and scolding a prostitute of some age. Well! Take a closer look at the bewitching appearance of heavy makeup and glamorous makeup, it is indeed a prostitute, an old prostitute.

Shen Yeling and a few helpers looked over together, only to see that the man was beating and scolding, complaining about what kind of bed warming was not good, and saying that the prostitute was old and decrepit and no one wanted it, and it was really not good to not attract attention.

A few helpers outside the car chattered in front of Shen Yeling without any concern: "Oh, it's really pitiful, the person who does this business has a white flesh line, and he has to look at his face to see if he can stand old."

"You still sympathize with her, she used to be the number one in this town, when she was young, she had to be windy, wind and rain, she lived more nourishingly than her aunt's wife, and now she is an inferior prostitute, who can blame herself."

"Eh, an inferior prostitute, wasn't she quite rich when she was young, why was she uneasy about a peaceful pension, and the man didn't want her?"

"Does anyone want it, I heard that she had a child when she was young, I don't know whose wild seed it was, and then she couldn't afford to raise him, so she bought him into the opera garden, and she was selfish and happy here."

"Ouch, she really deserves that."

Shen Yeling in the car had a gloomy face, listening to the comments of the helpers outside, and thinking about the painful experience when he was a child.

The insults of the man outside the car, the woman's screams of pain came to his ears through the glass of the car, he lowered his head lower, chose not to listen or look at the bowl to the group of helpers, and then tried his best to suppress his heart and said lightly: "How many are you, let's go."

It's like he hasn't been here, he hasn't seen the strange news on the street, he came home with bruises, brought a story and wrote a letter to Luo Xiaoqi, and intercepted a few boxes of antique fragments, which can only be handed over to the antique shop to let those masters help him repair them, and how many pieces can be repaired, and then handed over to Luo Xiaoqi when the repair is completed.

After being infected with that kind of medicine, he has nothing to be nostalgic for, no matter how much he cares about it, all of them are dead, and now only Luo Yunsheng and only Luo Yunsheng can make him nostalgic.

How could it be an old prostitute who was abused on the street.