The 'little carving knife' watched the family banquet start smoothly, and the customer was quite satisfied with it, and after collecting the remaining spirit stones, he left with a few migrant workers.

Then, several new and old guests in the room entered the formal content with their glasses and lamps.

Looking at the beautiful and delicious stone carved dishes, all the princes had a great appetite, and they ate a few more cups of mixed energy liquid than usual.

A little drunk, he took advantage of the fun to play the trick of reciting poetry.

Because of the fear of falling into the vulgar, he could not say specific verses, and could only express them in physical language, which increased the difficulty.

But it's still hard to help a few talented people who are rich and rich.

If you jump out of the meaning of the previous poem, I will be able to perform the content of the next poem

……

After playing for a while, seeing that the time was not early, a few people left the house unsatisfied.

Wan Ming didn't know if it was because he was overjoyed or unlucky, he always made mistakes in the games of guessing riddles and poetry solitaire in front of him, and he was punished for drinking the most energy liquid, and he was already quite drunk.

When he was gone, he could only be helped to the bed by Wanfang to rest, and told the servants to see what he needed at any time?

In this way, Wan Fang, on behalf of his father, sent each guest out of the house and watched them leave in several directions on the sleigh of their respective servants.

At the end, I asked Xie You, what are your plans? Is it going straight back to the 'Foreign Affairs Inn'? Or is there somewhere else to go?

Xie Youyou said that he still had to go to the 'little carving knife' for a while, so that the young master could go back and rest quickly.

Seeing off the guests, Wan Fang felt a little empty in his heart, so he put on a red robe and paced back and forth in the courtyard, sorting out the scenes of the whole day to see where the performance was not in place, and did he show any horses' feet?

Suddenly, there was an "oops" behind him.

Wan Fang turned around and saw that the servant was clutching his chest, and was frightened.

"It turned out to be the young master...... I almost scared me to death, wearing a big red robe in the middle of the night - wandering around - weird and oozing! ”

The servant was frightened and spoke a little unfavorably.

He came out to pour vomit on the old man.

Wan Fang learned that Wan Ming had vomited, so he followed the servant to his bedside.

Seeing Wan Ming's vomiting, it was much more comfortable, and he fell asleep quietly at this time.

I'm afraid I won't wake up for a while, so I let the servants go to sleep quickly.

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Besides, the 'little carving knife' left the house first, and when he returned to the East Wolf Mastiff Street and didn't see Mu Qi, he thought to himself, this guy will definitely touch his head when he goes out without permission.

Originally, he didn't want to pay attention to him, but Xie You explained that he was optimistic about Mu Qi, so he turned around to look for him.

The 'little carving knife' didn't go anywhere else, and went directly to the 'smoke house' opened by the germ people of the sterile country.

He knew that Mu Qi couldn't control himself if he got that thing.

This place 'Little Carving' is all too familiar, because he is the boss behind the scenes.

But as long as Mu Qi doesn't take the initiative to ask for this kind of demand, he won't take the initiative to give it to him.

Anyway, that thing can't be broken, and sooner or later I'm not afraid of running out of sales.

There's no need to expose your business for a little thief.

The nominal shopkeeper of the 'Smoke House', dressed in a leather coat, wrapped his two sleeves around his abdomen, sat next to the energy heater to keep warm.

Although this temperature is limited to a certain range, it cannot exceed the temperature tolerated by the evolution of the common virus, which is basically equal to the body temperature of human slaves, and it cannot achieve the effect of normal heating at all.

But something is better than nothing.

As soon as he saw that the real master was coming, the shopkeeper hurriedly stood up, pierced the skin through Zhou Zheng, and hurriedly asked what instructions he had?

The 'little carving knife' took out the transmitter and turned out the photo inside for the shopkeeper to see.

The shopkeeper nodded, speechless, and pointed to the innermost private room at the east end.

The 'little carver' understood, and pressed it back down to continue to keep warm.

Then a man came to the east head.

When he was less than ten steps away from the door, he heard a scream in the house, and several black-clothed guys suddenly burst out from both sides of the outer door and broke into the door.

"What about people?"

"Ran away, jumped from the window!"

"A bunch of trash!"

The sound of conversation can be heard in the room.

The 'little carving knife' immediately knew that Mu Qi had been bitten.

This is the rhythm in which the target is locked.

Instead of going forward, he turned to the right and went up a simple staircase to the second floor, from where he could choose where to go.

The environment was all too familiar to him.

The 'little carving knife' came to the veranda almost as smooth and discreetly as a loach.

In the distance, Mu Qi has already drilled into an alley.

There were two exits to that alley, and Mu Qi chose to flee in the direction of Xitou.

The 'little carving knife' used the eaves wall walking technique in the light exercises, and lightly touched the roof ridge and eaves under his feet, and his body was like a Weiya who was making a movie, and between a few pedaling leaps, it fell in front of Mu Qi's eyes.

Mu Qi saw that it was him, and hurriedly shouted: "Hurry up and help, someone is going to get me!" ”

As he spoke, a group of people had already sprang out of Dongtou Hutong, and the leader was Mu Key.

The 'Little Carving Knife' has been in this area for many years, and of course he knows him.

Immediately, he pulled the black neck sleeve around his neck up to cover his face, and fled towards the west with Mu Qi's arm in the other hand.

"Horse duck!"

Mu Qi shouted.

The three secret weapons of the Icy Tribulus terrestris in his body directly affected the escape speed.

Mu Qi knew that he was in a catastrophe, and no one could run away no matter how much he dragged the 'little carving knife'.

The point is that it doesn't benefit anyone.

Immediately, Mu Qi said that the two ran separately, the small carving knife walked on the wall, and he walked on the ground.

Xiao Carving Knife felt that this was the only way, he could just run reflexively east from the wall, maybe he could lead some of the pursuers away and ease the obstacles to Mu Qi's escape.

In order to keep his hands behind, Mu Qi had no choice but to confess that there was a telegraph hidden somewhere in the attic, and there was content in it.

In addition, the secrets he heard were written on a slip of paper and placed with the transmitter.

As long as they can't find this evidence, they won't kill themselves for the time being.

The 'little carving knife' is also a secret.

Then he turned and headed east.

Sure enough, the eastward advance of the 'Little Carving Knife' led away many pursuers, and Mu Qi easily drilled out of the west alley, changed lanes and turned into another alley.

Just when he was fortunate to escape, there was a person in front of him with a green face and red hair, a white cotton shirt made of green sandalwood, smelted into ink leg trousers, and a long-pole pattern signature pen, which was one of the 'Three Musketeers' who wrote good calligraphy, iron painting silver hook.

When I turned around, I saw a person behind me who was wrapped in a red scarf around his head and waist, and inserted a two-foot scroll, and the opening shaft was a picture of the Qingming River, which contained charm and knocked on the bone and sucked the marrow, which was one of the 'Three Musketeers'.

And the other 'white-faced scholar' in the 'Three Musketeers' is the 'little white face' who was robbed of his life.

When the remaining two learned the bad news of the 'white-faced scholar', before they could recover from the shock, they received a secret order and rushed back to the emperor pit from Gaotang to deal with Mu Qi.

As a result, as soon as he arrived in the imperial capital, he locked on to the target, set up an ambush here, and easily caught Mu Qi.

If you want to say that Mu Qi's point is really enough to memorize, he actually met these two plainclothes signers, can he still run away?

simply slumped to the ground and left the two of them to dispose of it.

Because the above command tried to catch it alive, the law enforcement of the two was quite civilized.

~~~~~~

I didn't expect that the boiled duck was a hard mouth.

During the interrogation of Ludong's 'Good Hunting Camp', the conventional means were exhausted, and Mu Qi's mouth was never pried open after tossing for most of the night.

Mu Yang's entourage, Mu Key, and Mu Shopkeeper, who were in charge of interrogation, had no choice.

I didn't expect this guy Mu Qi to be so resistant, it's really a bit overkill.

In fact, where can Mu Qi resist, but after inhaling a psychotropic narcotic substance, his body can release a mutated mentality of desperate desire to be abused.

The more I was beaten and tortured, the more excited I became, until I passed out.

Before the torture, because Mu Qi drank too much energy liquid, his stomach was full, so the absorption of psychonarcotic substances in his body was delayed.

It was not until the beginning of the torture that symptoms appeared, and the disturbance continued until the interrogators were helpless.

Several people paced back and forth in the interrogation room a few times, and Mu Yang's entourage re-used the transmitter to recall the two of them, 'Iron Painting Silver Hook' and 'Ink Danqing'.

Because they have a unique way to make Mu Qi speak.

The two returned, one took out the fake of the 'Qingming Riverside Map', and the other held a long-rod pen with a pattern, and at the same time inserted two needles into the two acupuncture points of Mu Qi's Tianchi and Yongquan, and each used calligraphy and Danqing's technical information to pass through the handle of the silver needle, similar to moxibustion techniques, into Mu Qi's body.

"Horse duck!"

Mu Qi screamed, his body straightened, and every muscle fiber in his body seemed to tremble.

"Don't talk about horses and ducks, even people and ducks can't do it!"

"Say, where is the thing?"

"In the East - Mastiff - City - Street ......"

The trick of two casual clothes signers with unique painting styles is really invincible.

Mu Qi snorted and left.

The whole sour is not slippery, and Wan Fangdu is reluctant to listen to it