When Li Mengkai and Fanzhi were mentioned, the reaction on that person's face was in Leng Qi's eyes. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

In any case, Leng Qi finally breathed a sigh of relief.

A trace of doubt flashed in the man's eyes, and then he laughed in a dark voice: "Seven nights? Hey, I didn't expect that the people around Li Mengkai would miss one! Boy, you're here to die! Accounts? Haha, what a joke, just up to you? ”

Leng Qi frowned, grabbed the man's hair and pasted his face, smiling on his face, but the coldness in his eyes was not concealed: "Yes, it's up to me!" Tell me, where is Li Mengkai? ”

Probably because someone was tearing his hair and eating pain, the man stared at Leng Qi viciously with a pair of triangular eyes: "I don't know what is dead or alive!" ”

Seeing that this person didn't speak, Leng Qi's face was gloomy and terrifying, and he casually grabbed the Sima scale, which had been covered with a layer of ash on the trembling wooden cabinet, and smashed it firmly on the man's mouth.

There wasn't much noise, just a creak, mixed with a muffled grunt.

Sima scale, also known as the scale, is specially used to weigh gold and silver, not big, said small is not small, the thin head is wide, but it can't stand strong.

"What about you and me?"

Leng Qi shook off the two teeth that were stuck to it with blood, and looked at the middle-aged man who was almost fainting with a mess on his lower face like a dead man.

The man's expression finally changed, he inhaled the cool air, opened and closed his mouth several times, and then squeezed out a few words vaguely: "I...... I'm just ordered to stay here......"

"I'm fucking asking you, where is Li Mengkai? Do you say it...... Say it or not......"

Leng Qi suddenly turned red for some reason, and the Sima scale in his hand smashed over again and again.

Yuan Zhenzi has goosebumps all over his body, this guy is a ruthless person!

Until the scale snapped and broke in two, the man was already angry and stopped moving.

The cold water in the teapot was poured on, and the tea leaves were mixed with blood one by one, which was indescribably weird.

"No...... Not here...... I'm really just a goalkeeper ......."

"Where?"

"Electric ...... Phone ......"

Leng Qi looked at Hu Sanjin.

At this time, Hu Sanjin can be said to be afraid and happy about this sudden change.

Sometimes, it's scary when nothing happens, and uncertainty can probably mean hope.

Hu Sanjin has been starting from scratch until now, and he understands this very well, but despite this, he still doesn't dare to look directly at Leng Qi's gaze.

Hu Sanjin pointed to the lobby outside.

Leng Qi dragged the man to the counter with a very foreign glass at the back of the lobby like a dead dog.

The five-digit phone number, the annoyance shook his hand and pressed it for a long time.

The phone was connected quickly, and there was a very normal human voice inside, but it was very deep: "Hey! ”

It was a very simple word, but it made Leng Qi's knuckles white, and his chest was extremely undulating.

"Hey! Bastard, dumb! ”

The person on the phone seemed to be a little impatient.

The corners of Leng Qi's mouth gradually opened, a very familiar voice! I will never forget it.

The surname Song is narrow!

Leng Qi stood in place with a smile on his face.

The other end of the phone probably sensed something, and after a short silence, the voice on the phone suddenly became fierce: "What do you want?" ”

Leng Qi hoarsely said: "Li Mengkai is still there?" ”

No one understood the uneasiness in Leng Qi's heart when he asked this sentence.

He was answered with a chuckle as always: "Don't worry, there's still breath!" ”

"Send him here"

"Jokes?"

Leng Qi paused, glanced at the corpses in the inner room, and said expressionlessly: "If you guessed correctly, these living Gu that you have painstakingly raised in the corpses should be very important!" ”

"You dare!"

"For half an hour, I couldn't see anyone, and there was no such gold shop in Changsha from now on!"

The atmosphere suddenly became solemn.

The voice on the phone was a little contemptuous: "I'm curious, where did you get so much guts?" ”

A hint of sarcasm flashed at the corner of Leng Qi's mouth: "Even the high-sounding Song Tou, who is in charge of the state department, can be mixed with Miao Jiang, do you still need the word guts to do other things in this world?" ”

The person on the phone, his voice suddenly became heavy, and he stopped for a moment: "Okay! You wait! ”

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In a small courtyard in Changsha, Lao Song hung up the phone, closed his eyes and was silent for a long time, then suddenly stood up, pushed open the door and walked outside.

A young man in his early twenties guarding outside the door saw Lao Song come out and said suspiciously, "Uncle Song, what's wrong?" ”

Lao Song frowned and looked at the night: "Yunyang, what time is it?" ”

"It's almost one o'clock in the morning!"

The young man looked dazed.

"Bring the people and go to the gold shop!"

"People? Who is Uncle Song talking about? ”

"Who else can you, the person who was caught by the Gu woman! Hmph, say to the group of people in Miao Jiang before leaving! ”

"Say what?" Yun Yang was confused.

Lao Song's expression was complicated, and he glanced at Yun Yang: "Just tell them that the debt collector is back!" ”

Yun Yang was stunned for a long time, and his expression was faintly unbearable: "Brother Leng, he... He's not ......"

Yun Yang's expression couldn't hide from Lao Song, and he waved his hand to drive Yun Yang away, Lao Song looked at the curved moon in the dark night sky, his expression was complicated and a little trance.

Time seemed to go back to the night of the Great Snow Mountain three years ago, he would never forget it, when he was about to take away Leng Qi's body, the sudden red night of the Great Snow Mountain, as if the entire mountain was warning him.

It was also that night that Lao Song saw something he never dared to believe before.

The two impermanence ghosts dressed in black and white, when he stretched out his hand to the corpse of Leng Qi, who was covered in blood, he felt the breath of death for the first time, and the sense of horror that made his soul flutter, he couldn't forget it in his life.

Originally, in order to solve some mysteries in his heart, Lao Song didn't feel that there was anything wrong with dying a Leng Qi, and when it came to a critical time, he could sacrifice anyone, including himself, if needed.

But later, he found out that he seemed to be wrong, that Leng Qi, who was insignificant in his eyes and just had some talent in Taoism, didn't seem to be as simple as he thought......

Leng Qi, Leng Qi, what great secrets are hidden in your body, and what does it have to do with Ghost Fighting Bay...... Are you still back......

On this night, everywhere in Changsha City, several figures quietly walked out, there were not many people, but there was an indescribable aura all over the body.

At the same time, by the river of Laodao.

The blind old Taoist priest had just spread the dilapidated military daqi under a crooked-necked locust tree, the wine gourd was only half unscrewed, and his shriveled eyes suddenly looked at a scarlet figure that flashed by in amazement.

"Who is going to harm this Brahma who has entered the evil obstacle in such a hurry......

The old Taoist priest muttered a few words, and a fierce color suddenly flashed on the face of Gujing Wubo, and he hurriedly screwed on the wine gourd, and his figure was extremely vigorous......