Chapter 20: Trickery
In the teahouse, last night's bloody storm seemed to have never happened, in addition to the overflowing fragrance of tea, there was only one man in a gray robe left in this teahouse, he had black hair, nearly five feet tall, big eyes, high nose bridge, red lips and white teeth, a graceful and suave noble son, wearing many ornaments on his waist only one of the most eye-catching, that is a crystal clear black strange stone.
"Boss, check out. The man burped before he was willing to let go of the pig's trotters that he had gnawed bare, and he looked like a hungry ghost who had just eaten enough.
"It's altogether... Three, two, seven money. The tea shop owner smirked, and his words almost made the man in gray flip the table.
"Mr. Robber, I don't think your shop is facing the sun like a black shop. ”
"What, you think the things I buy in this little shop are too expensive?"
"No, no, no, I think you grabbed too little. As soon as the man was about to shoot the case, he was held down by a pair of big hands, and then a few shiny silver lines appeared on the wooden table, which was not strong, "I'll pay." The words that came out of the mouth of the comer were pitifully simple, and the black clothes he wore were similar to those of the men in the massacre yesterday.
The owner of the tea shop took the money, and disappeared without a trace, and the man in gray glanced up at the comer, and continued to drink tea, "Yo, didn't you go back to Xiangmutang?
Ye Wufeng also sat down, his eyes were like the eternal glacier, making people feel a biting cold in their hearts, "Something happened." ”
"Oh, what's the matter?" The man in gray, that is, Tan Muyan, also leaned his face over, and a pretended gloomy tone popped out of his smiling mouth, which really made people feel creepy.
"Ye Wutang, he..."
"What's wrong with your brother?"
"He defected. ”
"Doesn't it make sense. Tan Muyan's first reaction when he heard these words was to widen his eyes in shock, because he knew in his heart that with Ye Wutang's level of loyalty, even if Xiangmutang asked him to die, he would not have the slightest intention of disobeying.
"I'll let him tell me why... And..."
"Brother Muyan!" Before Ye Wufeng could finish speaking, a baby-faced little girl jumped in from outside the door.
"Qiu Qiu Qiu, Qiu Yang?" Tan Muyan's expression changed as quickly as turning a book, he put away his serious face, put on a smiling look and hugged the girl's slender waist.
"Eh, eh, Brother Muyan, now the sentence for molesting underage girls is very heavy, and the highest one to kill at the beginning of three years. Jiesheng lifted the curtain of the door and straightened his sleeves, judging by the mud under his feet, he must have come running just now.
"He's also there, where is the dead monkey?" Ye Wufeng just glanced at Jiesheng, he had always disliked people who talked a lot, except for Tan Muyan, of course.
"Oh~ Brother Monkey heard that there was a famous doctor in a small town more than twenty miles away, and he rushed over, and his heart was on the little girl who fell from the sky for the past two days. Jiesheng didn't seem to see the word disgust written on Ye Wufeng's face, and he didn't be polite to everyone at all, so he sat down on the seat and picked up the tea and drank it all.
"Who is he?" Qiu Yang had never had contact with anyone other than the disciples of Xiangmu Hall until now, and now she couldn't help but be a little timid when she saw someone as active as Jiesheng, she shrank into Tan Muyan's arms and whispered in his ear.
"Oh, he's funny... Come here in such a hurry, little brother, what have you discovered?" Tan Muyan poured a cup of tea and handed it to Jiesheng, for some reason, he always greeted Jiesheng with a smile.
"Tsk, last night, the dozens of notorious outlaws hidden in this faint city all disappeared overnight in connection with the dozen or so in the yamen. And where they last appeared... This is the teahouse. Jiesheng didn't care about drinking tea, and his pretended gloomy tone made people want to laugh when they heard it.
"Just this teahouse?" Tan Muyan also asked in the tone of a quit student.
"That's right, this is the teahouse. ”
When Ye Wufeng heard this, he just beckoned the tea shop owner to come over.
"What, objectively, what else to order?" the tea shop owner arched his hands that were counting to cramps with even silver counts, and looked at everyone as if they were looking at a group of mentally retarded people.
"We're going to ask questions. ”
"I'm really sorry, objective, I'm not asking for information, I don't sell information, why don't I give you a plate of freshly baked sauce elbows?
"We, to, ask, question. Ye Wufeng's cold tone did not change in the slightest, but the black flower knife in his hand was on the neck of the tea shop owner.
"Okay! If you ask, if I know, I will definitely answer!" Although the old man of the tea shop was not convinced, he had no choice but to compromise temporarily because someone else's knife was placed on his neck.
"Was there a man here last night, with the same knife as me, and wearing the same clothes as me?"
"Yes, yes. ”
"Is it a woman with him?"
"Not bad. ”
"He killed everyone, didn't he?"
"I'm sorry, I can't say it, otherwise my life will be lost. The owner of the tea shop straightened his back and made a look of death, but cold sweat was constantly oozing from his head.
"Then let me ask you, if you tell me, what are the chances that you will be killed?" Tan Muyan held Ye Wufeng's hand, and a few wisps of playfulness appeared on his face.
"Definitely going to be killed. ”
"And what are the chances of being killed if you don't tell us?"
“...... It's pretty much the same, but I'd rather die now. ”
"Now that you're dead, there's no time to hide your murderous goods, and if I'm not mistaken, you're going to be guilty of this kind of crime. ”
"Hmph, even if you kill me, you won't be able to escape. ”
"Yes, but your two children hiding in the room..."
“... Yes, it was all done by the man, he killed someone and left with a woman. The tea shop owner finally bowed down and told the truth.
"It must be him... Where did he go?" Ye Wufeng heard this, but his whole body was a little prostration, and he sat down on the chair.
"I don't know, but I think I heard him say... Say... Someone's going to kill... He seems to have killed the people of the yamen. ”
After listening, Ye Wufeng took a big step and strode out, there is no doubt that he is going to the Yamen.
When all the people in the teahouse left, the teashop owner put away his painful face, laughed out loud, and glanced at the man who had been lurking on the second floor of the teahouse all along, intentionally or unintentionally, and the man also laughed, and the smile was even more terrifying.
"Brother Muyan, where are we in such a hurry? I can't walk. Qiu Yang pulled Tan Muyan's sleeve, and her cute appearance with a milky voice was really infuriating.
Ye Wufeng glanced at Tan Muyan, Tan Muyan pursed his mouth, and responded patiently, "Qiuyang, you go to play with Brother Jiesheng first, Wufeng and I are going to do something, and I'll come to you later, ah... Excuse me, brother, please. ”
"Wait, wait, wait! I have a headache when I see the child. ”
"Great kindness, eternal grace. With that, he kissed Qiuyang's little face and continued to walk on his own.
“... Children... Eh, kid, don't cry!Eh!Eh!Look at me, eh!Eh!I'm ugly?Hey!Don't go, kid!Little~friend~friend~"