Chapter 225 If I have offended you, please forgive me
"That's not true. I don't have a hobby of forcing people."
Qi Yan put down his hand neatly and stood with Ling Yutong who also put down his hand. He shrugged and said, "The wound belongs to Mr. Ying. I'm just worried."
"If I have offended, please forgive me."
Ying Huaixu also lowered his cold face.
His expression gradually slowed down.
"I won't take it seriously."
As soon as these words fell, the tense atmosphere between the two disappeared instantly.
Qi Yan curled his lips and dropped the topic. He glanced at the tent behind him and said calmly: "It's just that what happened today, I hope it was just a slip of the tongue by Mr. Ying."
"I think Master Ying also knows what this person has done, and he doesn't want to be blamed for being closely related to the assassin, right?"
The same pain appeared in Ying Huaixu's eyes again.
Because they were face to face this time, both Qi Yan and Ling Yutong could clearly see the emotions in his eyes.
Is it real? It seems quite real.
At this time, Ying Huaixu felt the vicissitudes of age, and his shoulders that had always been straight began to slump.
If you don't look at his face, he looks a bit in his late thirties now.
Qi Yan narrowed his eyes, feeling a little more unsure.
Ling Yutong was also observing.
But what she saw more was not the details, but... the overall feeling that Ying Huaixu gave her.
It's just weird anyway.
Ying Huai lowered his eyes.
"I'll be careful."
"I got excited today and brought trouble to Xiaoyou Qi. I..."
Qi Yan raised his hand.
"There's no need to apologize."
"As long as Mr. Ying is at peace with us, that will be fine."
"If nothing happens, we can leave here. In the future, please remember what you said today and be careful."
The three of them were speechless and left side by side.
Liu Yu wiped away cold sweat, and as soon as their figures disappeared from his sight, he was startled by the sudden burst of laughter in the tent.
His whole body trembled, and he turned around in shock. In the tent, Xuewei was laughing unbridled, as if she was crazy.
"..."
He was even a clay figure and was frightened out of his temper.
After scolding the other party loudly, Xuewei stopped laughing, but there were some more subtle sounds coming from inside the tent.
Liu Yu had goosebumps on his skin and decided to go in and take a look.
No exception.
There was nothing unusual about him, but there was clearly... a squirming sound just now? Why did it disappear after it came in?
Xuewei lowered her head, her hair scattered on both sides of her face, like a gloomy ghost.
Liu Yu looked at her and felt the hair on his back, but he couldn't find anything weird about it, so he gave her a loud sigh and turned around to go out.
"Stop screaming, or you'll be punished!"
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"Hmph~"
A tuneless singing voice floated out from the aunt's mouth. She was smiling and her eyes were shining. The look of her running for her life in terror that day was no longer traceable on her face.
"You've been taken advantage of. If you don't agree with me, you'll go under the knife. You think my old lady is afraid of you!"
"snort!"
"Now that the money is in my hands, I can even sell the melons that I couldn't sell. This is a joy!"
"But what can raw melon be used for? People will have diarrhea after eating it."
A gust of wind blew up from the ground.
The aunt suddenly felt a chill on her back, and the happy expression on her face turned pale like watercolor fading in an instant.
Maybe people have premonitions when they are in danger, but if there is a premonition, then there is a premonition. Whether you can avoid it or not is another matter.
Qianbao smiled softly when he saw the aunt suddenly turning around with frightened eyes.
"Raw melon is indeed very useful, but you wouldn't know it."
"Was the money spent?"
"If not, give it back to me."
The blood seals the throat.
The aunt didn't say a word. She fell down in the small but neat courtyard, with a pair of big, frightened eyes open.
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"Hello, are there any stalls selling melons and fruits here?"
The clear voice asked softly, which made people feel good in their hearts as soon as they heard it.
The uncle sighed and smiled: "Oh, then you are here by chance. You look like an outsider at first glance, right? Our northern Xinjiang has always been the place that produces the fewest fruits. The only ones we have are grown by old lady Zhang herself at the vegetable market."
"But a few days ago, she seemed to have met two wealthy guests who packaged all the fruits in her stall. Old Mrs. Zhang has been enjoying herself these days and has not left the stall."
"Oh?" This man with a clear male voice also has a good appearance.
He looks particularly cool and handsome in a powerful outfit that outlines his figure perfectly, but he also has a youthful and energetic look, which makes the combination particularly unique.
"Can I ask, who is the person who packaged the fruits?"
Master, have a meal.
The young man smiled and lowered his eyes sheepishly.
"I am indeed a foreigner, and I just traveled through Northern Xinjiang. I heard from my friends that fruits are a bit scarce here, so I wanted to try them."
When the uncle heard this, he hurriedly said: "Young man, you can't eat the raw melons sold by Mrs. Zhang!"
"She loves to be clean, but she has a bad mind. Don't buy anything from her. As for that wealthy guest..."
"It is said that they are two men. One looks about the same age as you and is wearing a mask. The other is a teenager."
The young man suddenly realized and sincerely thanked:
"Thank you, uncle."
He randomly picked up a few things from the uncle's stall and bought them.
The figure disappeared in the crowd.
"Have you seen that person? Follow him."
The people hiding in the dark looked at each other and followed secretly from a distance not too far but not too close.
Relying on his good looks, the young man easily asked the old lady Zhang's address.
It is certainly difficult to find two outsiders like him in the haystack of Northern Xinjiang, but if you find the person who met them in the first place, the difficulty will be greatly reduced.
When he pushed open the door of Lao Zhang's house, the young man frowned.
What a familiar smell of blood.
The gentle expression on his face gradually faded and turned into a cold one.
This coldness reached its peak when he saw the old woman lying on the ground with her eyes open.
He pressed his cheek, his eyes full of displeasure.
"Oh."
"Someone can move faster than me?"
The person following him shrank his pupils and quickly backed away.
But when I retreated, I was too nervous. I was also stimulated by the scene in front of me, and my feet made a sound.
"Who's outside?"
The low voice came from the young man. His voice was still gentle, but the killing intent contained in it would make people shudder even if they didn't see anyone.
The people who followed the young man immediately ran away with their lives.
He was discovered.
The young man turned around and walked out leisurely, without any hurry in his steps, as if he was sure that the person he wanted to kill would not be able to escape.
Zhao Song's expression tightened.
The heart beats super fast.
He saw his own people fleeing for their lives. When he passed by him, the other party looked like he was about to cry, but his eyes did not show any intention of letting him save him.
The moment the voice with murderous intent rang out, the man who ran like crazy knew that he couldn't escape.
Zhao Song gritted his teeth.
no.
The people who followed him were all people who left their hometowns because they couldn't bear the high taxes. They trusted him and entrusted their lives to him. He would never watch them die in front of him.
After looking around, he zeroed in on something, picked it up, and headed to where old lady Zhang lived.
The young man was still walking slowly and just walked out of the door.
A fierce shout suddenly sounded in front of him, and he stopped in his tracks.
"Old Mrs. Zhang, if you don't pay the rent, I will kick you out!!"