A cup of weak tea, the fragrance of tea is refreshing, and the small piece of tea leaves like a crescent moon stretches the meridians in the boiling water, which is particularly pleasant. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Tea is a good tea, not only the tea taste is timeless, but also can slowly improve the activity of the cranial nerves, which is quite effective in nourishing the stomach. I don't know which tea gang the poisonous wolf Xingkou ransacked, hoarded a few tea bricks, and became the standard for all the bosses every month.

Sikong got up early in the morning, and after playing a set of hundred burst punches, he made tea and sat on the silver and white Luo ring chair.

To be honest, the silver-white Luo hoop chair is not comfortable to sit on, and the rattan back and the gold paint are all gone, which makes Sikong's buttocks, which is already without three or two flesh, hurt.

The silver-white Luo hoop chair is fixed above the patio staircase, which is more ornamental than practical.

But Sikong was not annoyed, sitting on the Luoquan chair humming a little song, squinting his eyes, reminiscing about the residual tea fragrance in his taste buds, extremely leisurely.

The door of the small western-style building was open generously, as if waiting for something.

'Bang, bang, bang......'

After a quick knock on the door, I heard the sound of neat footsteps gradually becoming clear, and then quickly approached.

Sikong's mouth swept a trace of arc, and the little song in his mouth hummed to the chorus of Jin Ge Iron Horse.

"The knife hangs on the ribs, the sky and the earth are vast, and the dream is back to the rivers and lakes, only in the morning and twilight......"

"Good song, good song!" Sikong sang to the point of interest, clapped his knees, and picked up the weak tea.

Smoke swirled from the mouth of the glass, blurring the vision.

Then, the figures appeared in the lingering fragrance of tea, reflecting Sikong's somewhat blurred vision.

The momentum is also a golden iron horse, all the men are indifferent, with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, and his eyes are flashing with fierce light, staring at Sikong.

Sikong turned a deaf ear, took a small sip of weak tea, and savored it for a while, then put down the teacup, not salty or light-

"It's so early, if you don't sleep well, what are you doing here?"

"Humph!"

I don't know who snorted coldly, and then I saw the black tiger striding into the patio with a straight face, without bending his waist, and after bowing his hand slightly, he said in a muffled voice: "Boss Sikong, something strange has happened in my East Ninth District in the past few days, and I want to tell you." ”

"Oh?"

Sikong let out a suspicious sigh, and his eyes, which seemed to still have a sense of sleepiness, became more solemn, and asked strangely, "Strange thing?" Tell me about it, see how weird it is? ”

The black tiger stood at the foot of the stairs, like a small tower, and his turbid snort was clouded with surging qi and blood, which made the temperature of this patio rise by a few points.

The black tiger looked straight at Sikong and said, "In just the past three days, three people have disappeared one after another in my East Ninth District!" The house is empty! Please! ”

Hearing this, Sikong was suddenly bored, waved his hand, took a sip of tea, and then said with a pout: "I thought it was something strange, a few big living people, with long legs on them, maybe they went to which area to hang out, or went to the Gobi Desert, making a fuss......

"Boss Sikong doesn't know."

Suddenly, another person strode into the patio, looking forward to being extremely chic, and his face was a little more handsome than that of other rough and wild stars.

This man's face was arrogant, and he did not give up his hand, and said loudly: "We have all the rules in the underground residence, before one o'clock in the morning, you must go home, and it is forbidden to stay overnight or have supper." And those three people didn't return all night, something must have happened! ”

Sikong narrowed his eyes slightly, looked this person up and down, and asked with a smile, "You, what's your name?" ”

This person pinched his throat and said in a low voice: "There is a way that the bow back Xia Ming sword shines on the frost, and the autumn wind goes out of the sun." My name is Jian Zhaoshuang. ”

"Tsk, the export is a chapter, you are a scholar, it seems that you have read a few more years?"

Jian Zhaoshuang laughed, and replied with some smugness: "I studied in college for two years, majoring in chemical engineering, and then I was idle and bored, and I poisoned all my roommates to death when I tried it, so I didn't study, so I came to be a star and ......have fun."

Seeing the two of them talking, the black tiger actually deviated from the topic for thousands of miles, and couldn't help but snort angrily, raised his voice and said: "Please also ask Sikong Boss to investigate, whether those three are dead or alive, and give us brothers an explanation!" ”

Xingkou, who has always been ruthless and vicious, and can even sell his own father and mother, actually has a deep brotherhood?

"Yes, yes, yes! It's time to give us an explanation! ”

"Take pity on my three brothers, I guess there is less luck!"

"Alas, people are hard to dismantle, we hard-working people......"

Almost all the stars made a fuss, making this small western-style building, which was usually quiet, into a miasma, without caring about the face of Sikong, the little leader.

There are even many people who are eager to try, and there is a special look in their eyes, like carnivores, dripping with sticky saliva and staring greedily at their prey.

"Enough!"

Sikong stood up and dropped the teacup, and the boiling tea mixed with fragments splashed in the courtyard.

"What kind of place do you think this is! Wet market?! When I'm a commonplace, what a person! ”

Sikong's face was pale, his chest rose and fell violently, his eyes were full of anger, and he glanced at everyone coldly.

The noise was quiet, and many people smiled strangely and looked at Sikong on the stairs sarcastically.

"I don't know who it is, I only know a tuberculosis ghost, I don't think it will last long......"

The ridicule was erratic and scattered among the crowd, and it was obvious that the person who spoke had used some small means to make it difficult to hear the argument.

'Whew! ’

The sound of air waves was piercing, and Sikong's figure flickered rapidly, appearing in front of a person in a few blinks of an eye.

"Found you, little mouse......"

Sikong smiled coldly, the evil aura in Xuemei's eyes was awe-inspiring, and he shot violently!

Martial arts consciousness!

Hundred Burst Punch!

Before this person could react, his whole mind fell into a raging storm.

'Coax! ’

Like a meteorite falling to the ground, Sikong's right fist wiped out a black burning mist, which directly caused a huge hole in the person's chest, and the blood steamed into smoke, which was sprinkled on everyone's faces.

Sikong turned around suddenly, the blood plum in his eyes was dripping, and it seemed to be still full of dew, and suddenly, a terrifying spiritual coercion came out of Sikong's body, making the diffuse air sink suddenly, and everyone's necks seemed to be tightly clasped, making it difficult to breathe.

There is also a strong evil aura intertwined, evolving into ghosts and creatures, wandering among the crowd, the dry zombie-like fingers gently swiping over everyone's faces.

'Plop! ’

Many people slumped to the ground, looking at the demon-like Sikong in the crowd in horror.

Sikong walked up the stairs step by step, sat down on the silver-white Luo Circle chair again, and said lightly: "I killed those three." ”

"The jackal stomped on me, the Red Devil spat at me, and Kawakai scolded me behind my back, so I killed them. As for the corpses? I gave it to the ancient Buddha, if you have the heart, go and ask for it......"

Sikong tasted weak tea, his face was ruddy, and there were wisps of oil stains on the corners of his mouth, as if he had just eaten a full meal.

At this time, he slowly pulled out his handkerchief and slowly wiped the blood on his hands.

What is hubris, this is hubris!

Dan Qingzi stood in the crowd silently, his face a little ugly.

Didn't that person say that it would take at least a few years to heal from this serious illness?

But Sikong is now full of energy, and even has some fat head and big ears, where is there any trace of injury!

killed a man with one punch, the momentum was compelling, the villain's appearance was revealed, and it was clear that he had recovered to the peak!

"Is there anyone else I need to explain? But it doesn't hurt to say it......" Sikong Wenrun said with a smile.

In the end, he stared deeply at the black tiger.

Many people shivered in unison and shook their heads one after another.

"Haha, Sikong Boss dares to love and hate, he is a man!"

"Yes, yes, yes! It's really a model for my generation, who dares to get along with Sikong Boss in the future, I'm the first three-legged cat to disagree! ”

"Then we won't bother the boss Yaxing, farewell, farewell......"

Many people are on tiptoe, fortunately they have never set foot on the patio from beginning to end, and they are fleeing in a panic at this moment, where is there still the appearance of menacing not long ago.

The black tiger's face was a little ugly, and he strode away after bowing his hand slightly.

The crowd was surging, and the sword was buried in the frost, like an old hen hiding in the wings, but he never thought that a voice suddenly sounded-

"Sword Zhaoshuang? You stay ......"