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Facing Jian Hongyu's attitude, the man in white didn't think it was a pestle, and said with a gentle smile: "Senior sister, you must be tired, come up the mountain with me first." ”

Jian Hongyu remained motionless and insisted on asking, "Senior brother, where is Master?"

"I heard that you brought back an assassin this time, ready for interrogation?" the man in white suddenly asked.

"Yes. This time, Jian Hongyu didn't continue to ask the same question, and replied happily, "Yes." ”

"Looks like you're abnormal because he said something?"

"That's right. Jian Hongyu looked directly into the eyes of the man in white, and said directly without hesitation: "He said that it was my senior brother who asked him to kill me." ”

"You believe it?"

"I didn't believe it, but then I did. ”

"Why?"

"He only sent two very weak killers at first, I thought it was because they didn't know my strength and underestimated my strength, but then I thought to myself, maybe they did it on purpose to confuse me. And there is also a key point, because I can't think of anyone else who knows my whereabouts except for the master, the two brothers, and myself. Jian Hongyu explained seriously.

"Why me?" The man in white looked at Jian Hongyu and asked, "He only said that he was your senior brother, could it be that the second junior brother did it?"

"Because you're here now. Jian Hongyu said very seriously.

The man in white was silent for a long, long time, and finally spoke: "Whether you believe it or not, this matter is indeed not done by me. ”

Jian Hongyu was noncommittal and continued to ask, "So, senior brother, what about Master?"

"The master is in retreat, and he's fine. The man in white said, "Senior sister, you are tired, come up the mountain with me to rest." ”

Jian Hongyu nodded and said, "Okay." ”

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Song Qiu and Yue Lao were chatting, and Meng Ziqing came over and said, "I have already called the police, and the police said that they will come over immediately." ”

Song Qiu nodded and replied, "Okay." ”

Meng Ziqing turned her face to Yue Lao and said, "Uncle, aren't you leaving?" Be careful when the police come later, they will treat you as a feudal superstition and arrest you together." ”

Yue Lao thought that it was such a reason, and hurriedly squatted down and rolled up the fortune-telling stall with one hand, and held two folded small horses in the other.

Meng Ziqing looked at Song Qiu and asked, "You are very familiar with this old man who tells fortunes?" ”

"What kind of old man who is a fortune teller," Song Qiu kindly persuaded: "Be respectful, call him an old immortal, or you will be a bachelor for the rest of your life in the future." ”

Hearing this, Meng Ziqing showed two cute little tiger teeth, gritted her teeth and said angrily: "What are you talking nonsense! Who wants to fight a bachelor for the rest of his life?"

"Isn't this for your sake, this old fairy has a very good set of research on marriage, if you have any confusion in this regard, you can ask him for advice. Song Qiu couldn't say it explicitly, so he could only hint sideways.

Meng Ziqing stared at him and said disdainfully: "I didn't expect you to be a feudal superstitious, but you are really a dirt bun." ”

"By the way, why did you get here?"

Although this area of Tuojiang Road is not a wilderness, it is sparsely populated, and it is the most ordinary street in an industrial city, without any characteristics.

Meng Ziqing's eyes fluttered when she heard this, her head swayed left and right, and she said with a haha, flickering and saying, "I like it, can you manage it?"

Song Qiu glanced at her suspiciously, always feeling that this girl was chattering and had a ghost in her heart, but since she didn't say it, she couldn't ask, so she had to give up.

It turned out that Meng Ziqing listened to Li Zhushi, Song Qiu lived near Tuojiang Road and worked as a network administrator in a big Internet café, she quietly paid attention to this information, and secretly came over to inquire into the daily life of this dead pervert, because she always felt that when he was at the Jiangcheng Grand Theater, his action to catch Mei Renxin was too fast, and it was a little abnormal. As a result, who knew that as soon as he came, before he started to carry out the "work", he met a robber, fortunately, the dead pervert surnamed Song, the dirt bun, although the person is not very good, but there are a few real kung fu, and he easily cleaned up the robber who looked tough.

Recalling the ins and outs of the whole thing, Meng Ziqing's face suddenly turned red, like a sunflower blooming in the sun.

"Wow, big pervert!" Meng Ziqing scolded with a blushing face.

"Hey, I'm not a dead pervert and a dirty bun, why did I become a big pervert again in a blink of an eye? Song Qiu said depressedly.

"You still don't admit that you are a big pervert? You didn't know that I was robbed before, why did you touch my ass as soon as you came up? Do you dare to say that you didn't use the idea of molesting girls? In broad daylight, touching a girl's buttocks, who are you!" Meng Ziqing accused angrily with her hands on her hips.

Song Qiu was speechless, scratched his head, and explained: "This is what the old immortal who left just now asked me to do, and you know, I especially obey that old ......."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Meng Ziqing: "Phew, are you embarrassed? Let an old man so big be blackened for you, and shirk responsibility vigorously, I am panicking for you! You, not only are you a big pervert, a dead pervert, and a dirt bun, but also a big pervert, a dead pervert, and a dirt bun who has no responsibility. ”

Well, this time I added a definite sentence to the string of nicknames.

Song Qiu wanted to cry without tears: I really didn't shirk responsibility, he really asked me to do it, I was telling the truth, why don't you believe it?

A police car pulled up in front of the two men, and two police officers got out of the police car.

"Did you call the police?" asked an older police officer.

"Yes, I called the police. ”

Meng Ziqing pointed to the robber lying on the ground not far away, and pointed out: "It was he who robbed me with a knife." ”

After making the record on the spot, the police handkered the robber and took him to the car, Meng Ziqing remembered something, and quickly pointed at Song Qiu and said, "By the way, comrade policeman, he played hooligan and molested me, you can take him away too." ”

The younger policeman wondered, "Aren't you the target, why are you still molested?"

Another policeman kicked him and motioned for him to get into the car: "The two of them have a conflict and quarrel, can't you see this?"

"Ah? No, comrade policeman, what kind of eyes do you have? I look like him, so I haven't jumped into the river to commit suicide a long time ago?" Meng Ziqing said hurriedly.

"Hicc, pay attention to the words, what is called looking like me, what's wrong with me, my name is handsome is not obvious enough, be careful that I sue you for personal attacks, insults and discrimination. Song Qiu was not happy.

For the sake of prudence, the young policeman still stabbed the robber who was beaten half to death by Song Qiu, pointed at Song Qiu and asked, "Who is he?"

"If you come to the palm of God, Ah Xing. ”

"What?" the two policemen were stunned.

The young policeman pointed to Meng Ziqing next to him and asked, "What about her?"

The robber smiled stupidly, and he didn't know if he was stimulated or beaten stupidly by Song Qiu, and said angrily: "Are you stupid, you can't see this?