"I don't see that you guys are not like the gangsters, who either loot or burn when they come to our village, and even if they come at night, they will make a fuss, okay, let's go into the house and talk. The old man could tell from the conversation that he had a sense of trust in Wright and Bill, and that he would allow them to enter the house in the village where the gangs frequented.

"When you go into the inner room to talk, you should keep your voice as low as possible, this is a place where the gang's spies and secret sentinels often hang out, and talking quietly at night has become one of the rules of our village with a radius of less than 100 people, outsiders. The old man sighed and said.

"What's going on in a village of less than a hundred?" Wright and Bill asked at about the same time.

As they spoke, the three of them had quietly entered the house.

The rippled pause of thought continues intermittently......

The old woman in the house was cleaning up a few small pieces of paper left on the ground.

At this time, the old man walked quickly to the old woman's side and whispered a few words. After a while, the old woman looked up, and her wrinkled face showed a look of trust, but there was an incomprehensible look in it.

"Outsiders, you talk to the old man here," the old woman finally spoke, as if she were going to do something important, and a sad look appeared on her face as she spoke, "I'll come into the house and make you tea." After saying that, he opened the curtain of the side door and hurriedly walked in.

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