Chapter 169: Cold Winter 3
Listening to this, Yunquan was silent in a low voice, at this time, there were snowflakes floating in the sky, and this coldness accelerated the speed of the flow of people, Yunquan raised his hand to take a prismatic ice crystal, and only spoke after a long time: "That's it, I have kept you in my heart for more than 20 years, since the master is gone, in this world, I am the only one left, let's go, if you really want to go north to find those two, I will be with you!" ā
Feeling Yunquan's obsession, Huang Ni's heart trembled....
The dim hut was filled with a strong smell of wine, a man in his forties was lying on a broken bed and falling asleep, suddenly a slight movement came from outside the door, the sleeping man was like being stung, suddenly opened his eyes, and at that moment, the breath of the extremely cold winter wax moon was instantly released, soaking the whole room. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
He opened his eyes, if someone looked directly at his yellowish Muzi, he would definitely be frightened, because this man's eyes are not a single pupil, above his eye membrane, countless compound eyes continue to open and close, the man closed his eyes slightly, and pulled out a dagger made of Shankui's bones from his waist and put it to his mouth, the scarlet tongue **** the dagger with cold light, he got up in front of the door, jokingly muttered to himself: "Proud of the world? Mongols? Winners? Or Shangguan? You're sending that idiot to death again this time? ā
Outside the door, several men dressed in black nodded slightly, they held a gun in one hand, and a short knife engraved with lines in the other, when time almost stood still at the same moment, the leader immediately exerted his strength and kicked the door open, and then he immediately shot out by feeling, soaked in the beast blood rune, and the bullet pulled the flame tail and rushed to the shadows....
SH is a metropolis that shines brightly and splendourfully at night, and behind this bright and bright scene, how much dirt and ugliness there is, no one knows, and no one wants to know.
On the outskirts of the city, a magnificent courtyard is located in the middle of the mountain, on the winding mountain road, a car drove into the manor, the car just stopped, a person quickly got off the car, walked quickly to the villa, came to the top door of the villa, the man stabilized his mood, and only went in after the breath was smooth.
"Grandpa!"
Hearing this, an old man in a long shirt in front of the closet turned around, his white beard was three feet, like an outsider, and a pair of black tiger eyes were mixed with a few dark green stars.
"Ying Ke, why are you here?"
The man stepped forward and said in a low voice: "Grandpa, forgive my grandson for not knowing, my grandson just learned that the eldest brother Yingqi has been out privately for half a year!" ā
The old man didn't know what he meant, and he leaked a trace of confusion, seeing this, the man Ying Ke gritted his teeth and continued: "Grandpa, the eldest brother has been very close to Ying Hun's predecessors in recent years, and the grandson only thinks that Ying Hun has the intention of repentance, and it is the eldest brother who intercedes with his grandfather and forgives him for his past sins. ā
"What!" The old man was immediately shocked, and then became furious: "This bastard, he dares to disobey the clan order!" The old man immediately summoned the domestic servants, and the two black-robed men outside the door entered in response, seeing this, Ying Ke hurriedly said: "Grandpa, the matter of the eldest brother is put aside for the time being, there is one more important matter, one of the ancient tombs in the group of ancient tombs where the family has banned magic weapons was destroyed for no reason more than a month ago..."
After speaking, Ying Ke stopped talking, he knew that his grandfather was angry, and behind the anger was the cleansing of the clan......
Time passed slowly as the train went north, and twenty days later, Yi Xiaochen finally returned to his hometown after a four-year absence.
Out of the station, Yi Xiaochen stopped a taxi and walked out of the city, his town is still forty minutes away, along the way, the driver drove silently, occasionally looking at Yi Xiaochen in the back row through the reflector, whenever Yi Xiaochen collided with his eyes, the driver would show a trace of nervousness, but Yi Xiaochen was used to this look, but he didn't care.
When the car drove into the main road of the town, Yi Xiaochen stopped the driver, paid the bill, Yi Xiaochen directly entered the town's Hutong District, this time back, he just wanted to see his parents from a distance, by the way, he wanted to find a way to leave the money from Liao Lao Road, so that he would leave forever, otherwise he would kill his parents sooner or later as an unknown person.
In the attic opposite the door of Yi Xiaochen's house, two men took turns leaning on the balcony to observe the movements of the house, at this time, the door opened, the two turned around and looked, and immediately saluted: "Team Wang, you are back!" ā
Wang Zhanchong nodded to the two of them, and let them come to the balcony and look at the small courtyard with a solemn face.
It's been more than half a year, and they've been staring at the Yi couple, but Wang Zhan has made several inquiries, this Yi couple are ordinary people no matter where they investigate, and they are definitely not evil and crooked characters, but for some reason, Yi Xiaochen is not included in the key supervision personnel, and the danger note is S-level, and it is determined that the Yi couple has Yi Xiaochen's secret.
It's been half a year, Wang Zhan has no other news except for the chance to find the hunting knife and the white fox who are the smugglers of Tianming Pavilion, and the hunting knife Ao Tiancheng and the white fox also disappeared after killing his four subordinates, so far he can't be sure whether the two collided here by accident, or if they have the same purpose as himself and deliberately search for Yi Xiaochen's origin here.
Thinking of this, Wang Zhan felt extremely tired, although he was trying his best to convince himself to believe in the instructions above, but as long as he closed his eyes, all of them were Yi Xiaochen's fragile and evil figure, this sense of contradiction made him very irritable, and the two subordinates saw the captain's upset appearance, and they did not make a sound, and consciously came to the balcony to continue to monitor.
At night, the cool breeze is blowing, although the temperature here is below zero, but there is not a snowflake, at this time, there is no one on the street for a long time, Yi Xiaochen is sure that there are no people around, and then he comes out of the hotel in the Hutong District, he is wrapped in a military coat that he has picked up, if you don't look carefully, it is no different from those homeless people who pick up garbage.
Half an hour later, Yi Xiaochen came to the street where his home was, looking from a distance, the fruit stall at the door of the house was not confiscated, he took a closer look, and saw his father sitting behind the stall, although it was not a cold winter, but the weather was also quite cold, looking at his father's figure, Yi Xiaochen only felt that his heart was like a boulder, making people unable to breathe.
Yi's father held a cigarette in his mouth, hugged his arms and sat behind the stall, this year, since those black-clothed investigators from unknown sources came to the door several times, the situation at home has changed, first Yi's father was fired from the factory, followed by Yi's mother fell ill, in the final analysis, or his son was born and died.
reported to the police, but the police couldn't find anything, and went to check the address of the company in the city where his son worked, and people said that his son had been fired a long time ago, for such an alien boy, no one knew where his son went, and the black-clothed investigators spoke very vaguely, one would say that his son had killed someone and absconded, one would say that his son was dead, and one would say that his son was involved in something else, and he was trying to get his own words from beginning to end, but Yi's father never believed that his son would be a disaster sinner, if there was really a trace of secret..... (To be continued.) )