Blood-quenched mountains and rivers

Since it was agreed to go to Hai Ziying early tomorrow morning, Ma Benzhe sat down in Yang Wei's room without any intention of leaving. is an outsider. w w. v m)

Through the conversation between the two, Yang Wei learned that Ma Benzhe and Ma Benying were brothers of the same mother. However, the difference in personality between the two made Yang Wei not flattered. There is such a big difference between the two brothers. As the older brother, Ma Benzhe is very polite and gentle, while Ma Benying is domineering and arrogant. It doesn't look like he is from the same family at all.

Time passed bit by bit, Yang Wei, who kept thinking about countermeasures, didn't feel sleepy at all, but Ma Benying who was beside him was already snoring in bed, Ma Benzhe said with a wry smile, "I hope you can forgive me, brother His character is not very good."

Yang Wei waved his hands disapprovingly, thinking that with such a respectable and sensible elder brother, it is reasonable to pamper such a violent younger brother.

Ma Benzhe put the kettle aside, and his subordinates sensibly changed the boiling water. Ma Benzhe squeezed out a handful of tea leaves from the tea pot, and put the tea leaves in the tea pot with his slender fingers. This was their first drink tonight. Three pots of tea, the most difficult thing is not the long night, but during the three pots of tea, Ma Benzhe has never spoken, and has been silently looking at Yang Wei, such an atmosphere is enough to suffocate.Blood Quenching Mountains and Rivers 280

It wasn't until the fragrant teacup was pushed in front of Yang Wei that Ma Benzhe finally opened his mouth and said, "Look at Mr.'s attire, is he a businessman?"

Yang Wei nodded, often pretending to be a businessman made him develop some "habits" of a businessman. Over time, even if he didn't deliberately pretend to be a businessman, he would be mistaken for a businessman.

Ma Benzhe looked at Yang Wei thoughtfully, and after thinking for a moment, he said slowly: "In recent years, there are fewer and fewer Han Chinese who come here to do business. I don't know what kind of business you do?"

Yang Wei picked up the tea bowl and brought it to his mouth in a calm manner, took a few sips slowly, shook his head and said, "I'm sorry, it's better not to talk about some things."

"That's right," Ma Benzhe agreed with Yang Wei's statement, his eyes fell on Yang Wei's Mauser pistol on the chair beside him, and he nodded as if suddenly realizing: "That's true."

Regarding Ma Benzhe's thoughts, Yang Wei didn't bother to explain. Fortunately, this Ma Benzhe is relatively well-educated and easy to deal with. When we are with such a person, we should talk as little as possible. Observing all the subtle clues in his quiet eyes, it is easy to expose himself if he talks too much.

If it weren't for today's occasion, Yang Wei would really like to be friends with this Ma Benzhe, but the sky outside the window has gradually brightened, and Yang Wei's time is running out.

When the sun shone into the room sparsely, Ma Benying rubbed her eyes and sat up from the bed, looked at Yang Wei sleepily and suddenly laughed, stretched her waist and said, "I said brother, let's go Bar?"

These words made Yang Wei suddenly feel as if he was a death row prisoner who was about to go to the execution ground, but this feeling passed quickly. On the contrary, the corners of Yang Wei's mouth raised slightly, showing a hint of a smile.

Brothers Ma Benzhe and Ma Benying took Yang Wei out of the house like this. Although Ma Benzhe was polite, when he reached the door, he stretched out his hand to Yang Wei, pointed at the Mauser pistol on his shoulder, and said politely: "I wonder if sir would like me to keep this gun for you?"

The words were not too harsh, but Yang Wei already understood the meaning behind the words, and handed the Mauser pistol to Ma Benzhe very kindly, and left the inn all the way to the outside of the city.

Yang Wei walked in the front, and Ma Benzhe followed him, looking around as if looking for Hai Zizheng's whereabouts. Although Ma Benzhe didn't say a word about the matter between himself and Hai Zizheng, Yang Wei vaguely felt that he was a man like Ma Benzhe He looks like a dignified man, and his speech is gentle and elegant. It seems that he has received a good education. Judging by his clothes, he is not an ordinary family. If he wants to marry a woman like Hai Ziying, Yang Wei can only lament for Ma Benzhe.

Behind the two, Ma Benying wobbled along and said with a grin, "I said, can you find out where Hai Ziying lives? If you dare to lie, have you seen it? This bastard box will beat you to death sieve!"

Yang Wei sneered, begged for mercy, and said, "Qianglong still doesn't overwhelm the snake, I'm just a passing businessman, of course I won't play tricks with you, and it's not necessary at all, I just remember she said she wanted to hide from someone so live so far away."

Speaking of this, the group of people was about to leave the city when two burly men walked towards them, and one of them complained in a muffled voice: "It's not my fault, I didn't know that suddenly there would be no one, I just Go get it back for you!"

Just as the big man was talking, he saw Ma Benzhe and others coming towards him. He turned his head and blamed the other person beside him, "Why are you still following me? You don't think it's 'messy' enough, go home and do what you should do!"

The other person nodded repeatedly and then turned back to the direction they came from. Ma Benzhe glanced at the two of them, while Yang Wei, who was walking beside him, complained that he had done something wrong with good intentions, and hurriedly said: "Can you please hurry up?" A little? I have other things to do today."

Before Yang Wei finished speaking, Ma Benzhe's footsteps suddenly gradually slowed down. He looked at Yang Wei suspiciously, as if he didn't trust him very much, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

Yang Wei on the other side was still rambling: "It seems to be not far ahead. When I sent her here, I seemed to get off in front..."

Before Yang Wei could finish speaking, Ma Benzhe immediately felt bad, and shouted: "Oops!"

Just when Ma Benzhe shouted, Yang Wei tensed up. Fortunately, he had just met Tieniu and Xing Jun who were walking towards him. Presumably, Xing Jun had already gone back to report the news, and now only time can decide everything.

After Ma Benzhe found out that the situation was wrong, Ma Benying's first reaction was to take out the bastard box and point it at Yang Wei's head. The cold muzzle of the gun was stuck to the skin of Yang Wei's forehead, which made people feel chills on the back of his neck. He cursed ferociously: "You really dare to play tricks, I see that I want your life!"

All the muzzles of the guns were pointed at Yang Wei, but Ma Benzhe made a silent movement, listened to the surrounding movement with his ears upright, and immediately said: "No, retreat quickly!"

All the people present hadn't understood the reason for Ma Benzhe's order. When they realized it, Xing Jun had arrived quickly with a regiment of troops. Soldiers under Yang Wei's command came from all directions and surrounded everyone.

Yang Wei, who was pointed at by Ma Benying, sneered and said, "How is it? Please come to my house this time."