Chapter 401: Daomen Hands
After leaving the wetland park, the old beggar and I took a taxi back to Panyang Street.
On the way, the old beggar's face was always very stinky, and he looked at me several times, and each time he wanted to say something.
I didn't pay any attention to him, thinking back to what happened at the wetland park not long ago, and I wasn't in a good mood.
Sinners in the Eighteen Prisons?
Many of Hell Lotus's former subordinates seem to have a lot of opinions about it, so it's no wonder that Xiao Nineteen howled and panicked when he first came to see me in the Yang Realm.
Alas!
With a long sigh, I shook my head and stopped thinking about these things.
The top priority is to think about how to solve the Longhui Building on Panyang Street!
When the old beggar and I returned to the food stall not far from Panyang Street, it was almost eight o'clock in the evening, and the sound of the food stall was very hot.
To my surprise, the drunkard and Genku were already waiting here, and it seemed that the food and drinks on the table had not been served for long. Xuankong was still the same cold and full of anger, the drunkard was still lazy, and when he saw me and the old beggar coming, the drunkard smiled and waved to us.
I sat down next to the drunkard, staring at him silently.
"What?"
The drunkard took a sip of wine and said, "Don't look at me like that, if you have something to say!" ”
"The people of Longhu Mountain have found us!" I said in a deep voice.
"Oh!"
The drunkard nodded and said casually, "Warning threat? Or do you want to cooperate with you? You didn't kill them? ”
"The people of Longhu Mountain asked me not to believe you, and they wanted to tell me about some things you did before, but I didn't listen!"
Hearing this, the drunkard smiled and said: "I just like your non-gossip character, who hasn't done a few foolish things when he was young, and he can't judge a person's life based on those few things, right?" Seriously, did you attack the people of Longhu Mountain? ”
"No, let them go!" I whispered.
The drunkard said, "That's a pity, it's a pity to kill a few to give those guys in the Daomen a warning!" ”
I said in a deep voice: "I heard that the people of Maoshan are eyeing you?" The old guy from Longhu Mountain swore to me that you would definitely be killed or suppressed, and at the worst you would have to be thrown into the Yin Division, now you are quite comfortable...... Did you kill those people in Maoshan? ”
"Nope!"
The drunkard said very dryly: "I have reached a small agreement with them, and they are not going to trouble me for the time being!" ”
I looked at him and said nothing.
The drunkard said helplessly: "Really, I don't believe you ask Xuankong!" ”
I looked at Xuankong, Xuankong nodded with a cold face, and said in an emotionless tone: "After tonight's affair is over, he and I will go to Maoshan for a trip!" ”
Hearing him say this, I raised my eyebrows, and said to the drunkard in some surprise: "Go to Maoshan?" Are you going to go over there and apologize for your crimes? ”
The drunkard is the person who equalizes the king, and the Daomen has a bad impression of the spokesperson of the Yin Division, and the drunkard has fooled Xuankong like this, if he goes to Maoshan this time, the chance of coming out alive should be infinite equal to zero!
"Can you say something nice?"
The drunkard said casually: "Maybe Maoshan will treat me as a guest!" After all, people are big sects, and there must be etiquette, so they shouldn't just arrive at the place and stew me cramping and peeling the skin...... Are you interested in taking a trip together? ”
I don't think I heard his, and I guess he won't tell me what he wants to do.
I directly changed the subject, looked at Panyang Street, where there were still a lot of special police guards, and said, "When will you do it?" ”
"Just eat and drink enough and wait!"
The drunkard said leisurely: "Those people from the Daomen will do it first, let's wait for the chaos over there before we get in!" ”
I didn't ask any more questions, I ate and drank the food and waited patiently.
At more than ten o'clock in the evening, a faint fragrance floated from nowhere, a very good smell, a bit like the fragrance of osmanthus, also a little like the fragrance of roses, giving people a feeling of softness and can't help but sleep in the gentle countryside.
"Hold your breath, the door is moving!" The drunkard whispered a reminder.
Many people here in the food stalls are already drunk, and after smelling this faint fragrance, some of them fall asleep directly on the table, and some of them are muttering something in their eyes, as if they have lost their minds.
We followed the example of drunkards and lay on the table, pretending to be drunk, and secretly observed the side of Panyang Street.
The many special police officers guarding the side of Panyang Street obviously seemed to have noticed something, and they all put on breathing masks, picked up the firearms in their hands, and pointed to a certain slender figure who was approaching the side of Panyang Street.
It was a woman, full of silver hair, dressed in a white shirt, obviously walking past, but it looked more like it was floating past, and the faint fragrance was made by her.