Chapter 22: Killed by Thunder
The big red girl's original name is Kazekage.,It's a killer in the international underworld society.,The task that hired her to go on this trip was the man who just talked to him.,That man was her employer.,When Kazekage was on this mission.,The man told her that as long as she completes the task well.,He will reward her greatly.,Gold and silver treasures are all rolled into the house.ć Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć Info However, if this mission fails and fails to complete the mission he gave her, then there is no need for her to live in the world anymore. Because this mission is related to the interests of the country, the job of stealing treasures is an illegal and criminal act, once there is a mistake and is caught by the police, prison is inevitable, if the crime is too serious, it may be shot directly.
That man is stupid, and he can't joke with his life, Feng Ying helplessly put away the telephone, dodged, and disappeared at the top of the stairs in a blink of an eye, disappearing without a trace at the speed of light.
The door was made of ancient carved wood, with a strange appearance, the whole door was smeared with a layer of brown yellow ash, and when I looked closely, there were many strange patterns carved on the door, and I just glanced at it, and then reached out and pushed the door open into the room.
As soon as I entered the door, I saw the seventh uncle in the room and three people drinking at the wine table, a middle-aged man wearing a yellow horse hexagram, as soon as I entered the door, I saw him looking at me with smiling eyes, looking at me with a smile but not a smile, I looked at his appearance, and I laughed a little in my heart.
When Uncle Seventh saw me coming, he hurriedly pulled me to the wine table, and he said to me: "You kid is here, but you can thank our brothers for all the flowers." ā
I said thank you, it's not spring, how can there be flowers, I said to Uncle Seven sullenly: "You probably didn't graduate from elementary school!" It's summer now, and even if there are flowers, they are all sunburned by the scorching sun, and they don't even have hair, so what about flowers? Don't use your crooked brain to think about it! ā
The seventh uncle was counted down by me, his face was like a monkey, and his angry head was burning, and he slapped me mercilessly in the face if he wanted to change it, but there was a living person next to him, and he was a brother on the road, so he had to endure it even if he was angry. I looked at Uncle Seventh like that, and I was so happy in my heart, I couldn't imagine that you, a dead old man, would have today.
"What? Seventh brother, you didn't graduate from elementary school, my God, is this true? The middle-aged man in the yellow horse hexagram saw that Uncle Seven was counted, and immediately gave me a thumbs up, what I said was ugly, he insisted on saying something more ugly, he poked his head in front of Uncle Seven's head, and said with a smile: "Brother Seven, what that little cub said is the truth, you really haven't graduated from primary school?" ā
Uncle Seven raised his head and took a sip of wine, looking at me with a cold face, maybe he had just been counted down by me, and he was very unhappy in his heart. I didn't say much, the middle-aged man handed me a glass of wine from the wine table, I was about to say that I don't know how to drink, but the two old men next to me spoke to me.
"I heard that you were introduced by Uncle Seven, what is your name?" The big old man with a black beard and a height of 1.8 meters smiled at me, holding a freshly stained wine glass in his hand.
I didn't pay attention to these two old men at the time, because I didn't have a good impression of the two of them, after all, these two old men are not good, I look at their dresses and know that these two old men are estimated to be killers in the underworld organization, this July, they are still wearing suits, and they are still wearing long ones, such a hot weather, if you don't die of heat, you will suffocate to death!
There was also a white-bearded old man sitting to the left of the black-bearded old man, the old man looked ordinary, did not look like the black-bearded old man, his face was hideous and terrifying, his expression was more soothing, for me, a stranger who had just come in, when he saw me looking at the two old men, he immediately chatted enthusiastically.
It turned out that these two old men were friends that Uncle Seven met on the road, and they were famous in the world of treasure theft, and every time they dug up a lot of gold, silver and jewelry in the underground mound, the relationship between interests, Uncle Seven was also an expert in treasure theft, and he dealt with these two old men every time. Often when a few people have nothing to do, usually a few people sit in the noodle restaurant to chat, drink, and play cards.
My seventh uncle is not a real treasure thief, he will go to the black market to do sales business whenever he has time, because his family is originally engaged in sales, and his father is still working in the market when he is more than sixty years old. Because of his smart brain, he often makes a lot of money in business. Uncle Seven is a loser, he came out to fool around before graduating from elementary school, and now twenty years have passed, he is not good or bad, he doesn't do anything, and others don't dare to accept him as an apprentice when they see him young. The property in his father's name is used for him to spend all day long, eat, drink and have fun, and he is not doing his job, every time he appears in the hotel and the flower building. Uncle Seven's father gave him a bitter admonition, but in exchange for Uncle Seven's cold eyes, Uncle Seven said: "You are old, and I don't have me to take over for you, I'm afraid that when you die and go into the coffin, you will know that I am not actually a boy who can just have fun chic." ā
"Phew, fuck your shit, you only know how to eat, drink and have fun all day long, what else can you do?"
Uncle Seven ignored his father, put down the beer bottle in his hand, and went into the room to fall asleep.
And now, Uncle Seven has finally found his ideal job, and he firmly believes that as long as he works hard, he will be able to see a rainbow through wind and rain.
After a few glasses of old wine, Uncle Seven's face was as red as a cherry blossom, and his whole face was full of redness, he reached out and put the wine glass on the table, and suddenly became drunk, and explained his scenery and past to a few people who sat down with me.
"I think when I went south and north, when I passed by Mazhuang, I saw Aunt Wang's family had a daughter who was like a flower, I was young and vigorous at that time, I saw her so beautiful, I fell in love with her at a glance, the girl was called Lihua, it was my first girlfriend...... It's a pity that after the trouble, I broke up with her, I don't know what the reason is, since I broke up with her, I think of her every day in my mind......"
Uncle Seven is drunk, I know, he probably remembered the past when he was young through the wine. Uncle Seven told me before, he used to have a beautiful girlfriend, I also drank a few glasses of old wine, drunk, seeing Uncle Seven talking about the past, at this time I was very excited, through the wine at the same time, I took out the ancient scroll from home that Uncle Seven will never forget.
As soon as I took out the scroll, Uncle Seven's wine instantly sobered up a lot, he looked at my actions with some surprise, he never thought that I was finally willing to take out this scroll, I burped fullly, gave him the scroll in my hand, and said to Uncle Seven: "Uncle Seven, I brought the scroll you want from home, you see, what is painted on it." ā
Uncle Seven smiled and took the scroll in my hand, he stared at the scroll in his hand for a long time, his brows were locked, Xu did not understand the content of the scroll, the scroll was carved with a delicate pattern, there were rows of incomprehensible oracle bones on both sides of the scroll, which seemed to have fish patterns, those oracle bones were divided into two lines, one line was in the upper left corner of the scroll, and the other line was in the middle of the scroll, those oracle bones were densely arranged in a row, and I couldn't count how many words there were. However, there is a black circle in the middle of the oracle, which is a drawing carved with ink, and the whole scroll looks like an eye.
Uncle Seven took the scroll and flipped it for a long time, he kept looking around at the scroll with his eyes, and looked at each place carefully, as if he was not drunk just now, at this time he was more energetic than everyone present, I suspect that he was not drunk just now, but pretended to be drunk, the purpose was to make me drunk, so as to make me get drunk, so as to make me get in the way, take this opportunity to let me take out the scroll, deliberately while being drunk, I told the past of my relationship with her girlfriend.
Although I already know Uncle Seven's intentions, but I think it's too late to regret it, Uncle Seven looked at it for a long time, Xu knew something, only to raise his head, pointing to the pattern on the scroll, he said something like this: "What the hell... It's like a well! ā
"Ah, no, a well?" The crowd laughed in an uproar.
Uncle Seven glanced at everyone solemnly, stretched out his hand and pointed to the pattern of the black circle in the middle of the scroll, and explained to everyone: "What do you think this looks like?" ā
The black-bearded old man underestimated beside him, touched his beard, and suddenly thought of something, he poked his head forward, put down the wine glass in his hand, and said to Uncle Seven: "Eye, this should be an eye." ā
"Yes." Uncle Seven nodded, appreciating what the old man with the black beard said, he waved the scroll in front of me, and said, "Second boy, do you know the origin of this scroll?" ā
When he asked me, he smiled at me, I thought I was listening to you? So I said to him, "This is something from my ancestors, and my family has thousands of ancestors, and after more than ten generations of inheritance, I don't know the origin of this scroll, let alone me?" Uncle Seven, why are you asking me this? ā
Uncle Seven smiled and said, "Then do you want to know the origin of this scroll?" ā
"Do you know?" I smirked at Uncle Seven: "Don't forget, this is my family's thing, no one in our ancestors knows the origin of this scroll, and no one knows what this scroll is for, my grandfather's grandfather's grandfather's grandfather's grandfather's grandfather once knew the origin of this scroll, but ......"
"But what?" When Uncle Seven saw that I wanted to stop talking, he couldn't help but laugh at me and said, "But what happened later? ā
"Because he knew the origin of this scroll, he was killed by thunder!"