"Star Dream is really not open. Yesterday I seemed to see their official blog saying that Teacher Mengmeng resigned and the boss was looking for a new consultant. I thought it was an April Fool's Day joke."

"What? Mengmeng resigned! I saw that she was still updating her WeChat Moments yesterday, translating something about astrolabe analysis. Then won't she stop updating it in the future? No...why did I get fooled so suddenly after chasing a reference book?

!”

"Tianyi Crayfish is also decorating. What's wrong with Lao Meng? It's the peak season for him to decorate. I think he doesn't want to do it this year. Hey... Fuck you, uncle! Does your family live on this road? Can you look a little longer when you walk?"

Two little girls from No. 13 Middle School were riding bicycles through the narrow muddy back alleys, chatting as they walked. The girl in front was tilting her head to talk to her companions, when suddenly a timid middle-aged man rushed onto the road. She

The handlebar swayed, almost causing a scratch and shouting curses.

The man silently retreated to the side of the road without saying anything back. He let the girl pass by with curses on the street like silver bells. With a gloomy face, he glanced at the "Star Dream" and "God's Will Crayfish" with the doors and windows closed, and took them from his pocket.

Take out your phone.

"She might want to run away... I don't know. I don't know where Meng Tianyi has gone. There is only a young apprentice from out of town left in the store. I don't know what the hell... What should I do?"

Something was said over there.

The man's eyes were roving around vigilantly, while he whispered: "But she lives in Zhang... the helmsman's house... I know that Zhang has severed ties with us, so after all..."

The other party interrupted him.

The man lowered his head: "Them? Are you sure...Okay."

That night, at one o'clock in the morning, a low-key black taxi parked at the entrance of the alley on the south side of No. 110 Courtyard. The driver was a middle-aged man who had visited Star Dream.

As soon as the car stopped, two men in black who looked like passengers got out of the car, one was middle-aged and the other was younger.

The middle-aged man's face was sunken in the middle, as if he had been punched by someone. He had square cheeks and pointed chin, and he was gritting his teeth in a vicious manner.

He waved his hand to the driver: "Thank you. If you are scared later, you don't need to wait for us, just bypass the surveillance and go directly."

The driver pulled down the window and smiled nervously: "We are a traveling gang. Since ancient times, we have been engaged in small businesses such as driving and ferrying cars. In fact..."

"I know you guys in the foot gang are all timid. Don't worry, our 'Chun Zi Department' won't be able to involve you in our affairs." The middle-aged man in black spat contemptuously, rubbed the phlegm he spat out with his toes, and rushed

The companion nodded, and the two wandered around for a while, and then one after another, they pressed against the wall and climbed in along the bicycle shed in the corner of the 110th courtyard.

A man dressed as a property cleaner was waiting for them.

The "cleaner"'s attitude was even more flattering than that of the driver. She nodded and bowed to greet you: "I've been waiting here for you two for a long time."

"Xu Lin." The middle-aged man in black pointed to himself, and then to the young man next to him, "My apprentice, I was not here last year, and several junior members of our 'Chun Zi Department' were all in this courtyard.

I thought there was some kind of dragon hidden, but it turned out to be the traitor Wan Muchun. I came here specifically today to ask for an explanation. Thank you to the brothers from the Xingjiao Gang for sending the letter."

The "cleaner" turned on the phone screen and showed the two people the photos on the phone - all were candid photos, all of Gan Qing.

"She went out today and came back around one o'clock at noon. I have been watching here and never came down. The lights in the house of 1003 were turned on at seven in the evening, and a deliveryman went up to deliver food to her."

Xu Lin asked: "Is there anyone else in the house? I heard that she rented the house, and the landlord is related to your gang?"

The "cleaner" replied: "Yes, to tell you the truth, this landlord is Zhang Meizhen, the former Beidong member of our gang. Later, he broke up with us due to some personal matters. We have helped you lure this person out. I

Watching her leave, the car was called at the door."

Xu Lin nodded: "What time did she turn off the lights?"

"Ten-thirty, it's ten-thirty every day. I should be asleep by this time."

After hearing this, the man who called himself Xu Lin walked towards the stairs and waved at the same time. The young man behind him took out a mask from his pocket, put on his hat, covered his face, and climbed along the pipe in the corner of the 110th floor.

When they got up, the two soldiers separated into two groups and had a perfect understanding of each other.

After they left, the "cleaner" sneaked out of No. 110 Courtyard.

The driver of the unlicensed car that he had just brought us in disappeared at a small intersection, and the "cleaner" took off his coat, stuffed it into the trash can, and got into the car.

The driver asked: "Have those two idiots Xu's family gone in?"

"Yeah." The fake cleaner nodded, "Back then, Wei Huan sold his martial arts skills to Xu Zhao in order to gain resources for the Xu family, and that's how the 'Chun Zi Department' was formed. Now these guys have practiced Kung Fu very sparsely.

The thing comes back and says that Wan Muchun’s Zhenggen is a traitor, do you think it’s fun?”

"It's more fun to fight. This group of people surnamed Xu have grown so big by running a cult in the mountains, and they treat Yanning as their own backyard." The driver stepped on the accelerator lightly and drove out, "That Wan Muchun is today

If you didn't go to the mud pond, you must have sensed something. We don't have enough manpower now. If we catch up with this wave of severe attacks, the brothers will either go in or hide and dare not show up. Mr. Wang should also want to solve this matter as soon as possible. If she runs away

, it’s been hidden for ten or eight years, where can I find it? It’s also a time bomb.”

The fake cleaner asked: "Can these two things work?"

"Wan Muchun upstairs only has one arm," the driver pulled down the window and lit a cigarette. "One arm versus four arms, what do you think?"

"After all, I am the real root..."

"Kung Fu, what you learn in your hands is the real thing, nothing is true or false." The driver puffed out his smoke, "If we didn't squeeze out the 'Paoding Jie Niu' completely, the Xu family would have been able to kill Wei Huan so easily back then."

Have you sold it? Just watch, there is a good fight."

It was quiet in the corridor at one o'clock in the morning. Xu Lin, a middle-aged man in black, slowly approached 1003, like a statue, and stood there silently for a while. After a while, his phone vibrated, and he knew that his

The apprentice was already in position outside the window, took out the tool from his pocket, and began to pick the lock.

Yu Lanchuan next door was still awake and was reviewing the contract in the study. Suddenly, he raised his head and glanced at the door.

The new door lock is not as easy to pick as before. Xu Lin bent his waist and tried his best to move as gently as possible. Across the door, Yu Lanchuan pulled a golf club from behind the door and pressed it with his other hand.

on the door handle.

At this moment, his hand that was about to open the door was suddenly grabbed from behind!

Outside the window of 1003, Xu Lin's apprentice climbed like a spider out of the tenth floor window, stretched out a small stick, carefully avoided the window frame, quietly opened a corner of the not-so-thick curtain, and looked inside.

In the small bedroom, the bed faced the window. The person on the bed was fast asleep and motionless, with his long hair hanging on the pillow. He was completely unaware that his door was about to be pried open. The man in black outside the window

He fixed himself with tools, took out a crossbow from his backpack - exactly the same as the crossbow in the hands of the group of people Gan Qing followed Xiang Xiaoman and encountered in the black B&B - and pointed the arrow tip at the person on the bed.

Xu Lin said a final farewell at the door, and the door slid open silently. A smell of home fragrance hit his face, it was too strong and a bit smoky. Xu Lin subconsciously held his breath, holding the crossbow in his left hand.

, holding the dagger in his right hand, after making sure that no one was in the other rooms, he walked to the second bedroom with a crack in the door.

The crack in the door was about two inches wide. Xu Lin was probably not lacking in vitamin A and had very good night vision. He shot out two searchlight-like gazes. He took in his target and his companions waiting outside the window, and then he pushed the door open.

The door, the moment the door popped open, he had already put an arrow in his left hand, and it was nailed to the target on the bed. With a "pop", he immediately grabbed the dagger, preparing to give the opponent a fatal blow.

At this time, Xu Lin's ears caught a soft "whoosh" sound, and something was shot towards him. He subconsciously bent down to avoid it. The quilt on the bed was suddenly lifted from underneath, and a black shadow rushed towards him.

come over.

Xu Lin was not surprised. If "Wan Muchun" was so easy to kill, he couldn't afford to let him take action himself. He immediately put his airs on and prepared to compete with the opponent using "Pao Ding Jie Niu".

At the same time, the crossbow/arrow ambushed outside the window was fired at every opportunity.

The master and apprentice have a tacit understanding of each other, which can be said to be "a red heart and two hands prepared", with light and dark running parallel.

Wan Muchun made a defensive move and failed to guard against the cold arrow from behind. Before he could reach Xu Lin, he was shot down by the cold arrow and fell to the corner of the bed.

Xu Lin smiled.

Yu Lanchuan was suddenly approached from behind, and his hairs stood up. The veins on the back of the hand holding the club jumped. He lowered his elbows and slumped his shoulders. He already had the "Calm Tide" move in Hanjiang's Seven Techniques in his palms, and was about to move the ball behind him.

The sneak attack cut him in half lazily.

However, just when he was about to take the club out, a "meow" sound came from his ears.

Yu Lanchuan: "..."

The club hit his leg.

He turned his head in shock and anger. Gan Qing, who had sneaked into his house at some point, took two steps back lightly and whispered: "Master Xiao Yu, please be merciful. You can drive me into the hole with one stroke."

After saying that, she glanced down and landed on Yu Lanchuan's chest - the neckline of her pajamas was originally big, but Yu Lanchuan had only casually buttoned two buttons at home, and just now one button fell open, showing her breasts and waist.

It is sharp and angular, and the dim light in the room gives him a proper shadow.

Gan Qing: "After more than ten years, I will be able to see it with new eyes."

Yu Lanchuan grabbed the hem of his clothes, stretched out his club and hit her: "When did you come in? How did you come in? Why are you acting like a gangster in the middle of the night... What's going on at your house?"

Xu Lin next door suddenly froze before his smile spread. His hair stood up at first, and then he realized the problem - the landing sound was wrong!

A big living person falling to the ground is not this light sound!

Xu Lin suddenly took a step forward and tore off the sheets from the black figure - he saw that it was a stuffed toy with a personal wig attached to its head and two pillows tied to the ground.
Chapter completed!