Big man

Contrary to the hustle and bustle of the Black Swan Cafe, the Huang Mansion is quiet at the moment. Although it is not too late, most of the rooms are lit, and the street lights in the mansion are also on, but compared to the size of the Huang Mansion, These lights are still too sporadic, and the whole Huangfu seems to be plunged into the night, more or less desolate. .

As in the past, when it got dark, no one dared to approach the small villa where Sunan Great Subduing Master lived.Since moving into the Huangfu, Sunan hasn't shown his face much, and stayed in the small villa all day long. No one knew what the leader of the "Naji faction" was doing in the house.No one would dare to deliberately investigate.

But tonight, the tranquility of Huang's mansion and the small villa where Sunan lived was broken.

"Brother Biao, smoke a cigarette..."

Ah Si, the bodyguard stationed outside the gate of Huang's mansion, took out a cigarette and offered Brother Biao a cigarette.A Biao is the boss of their group. He has worked in Huang's Mansion for many years.If it weren't for A Biao's low culture, Mr. Huang would have promoted him to be the department head of the company long ago.

But this does not affect A Biao's "prestige" among the bodyguards in the slightest. Every newcomer respects Brother Biao very much.

A Biao casually took the cigarette handed over by Ah Si and put it in his mouth, but his eyes were still watching his surroundings vigilantly, to prevent suspicious persons from approaching.This is A Biao's creed in life - if you take someone else's salary, you must be worthy of the salary!

Ah Si lit a cigarette for Brother Biao, and said with a smile, "Brother Biao, relax, don't be so nervous, nothing will happen. Now in our mansion, not only a few real people from Yuyang Temple sit in town, but also a A super big head-subduing master is standing there, who would dare to make trouble for ordinary people?"

From Ah Si's point of view, with such a group of strong people included, these bodyguards who can only wield knives and guns are nothing more than gathering together a number of people according to the occasion.

Today's Huangfu has long been impregnable.

A Biao took a deep breath of the cigarette, then puffed it out of his nostrils again, shook his head, and said, "That's not what you said. We got the salary from the master, so we have to be worthy of our job. The real person of Yuyang Temple and Su Master Nan is powerful, but it doesn't mean we can relax, even if we call the police in advance, it would be good."

"Hey, Brother Biao, if such a powerful character comes, what's the use of us not reporting to the police? Besides, unless the Great Master of Mojiu comes here in person, the rest of Luojia City really don't care. .”

Ah Si said somewhat disapprovingly.

During this period of time, he often partnered with A Biao, and as they got to know each other gradually, he dared to say some things.

It is said that it is easy to change the country, but it is difficult to change the original surname. Ah Si has such a surname, and I can't persuade him.A Biao shook his head, didn't say anything, just took another deep breath of the cigarette, and suddenly, his slightly narrowed eyes suddenly widened.

I saw a dark figure walking slowly towards the gate of the Huang Mansion.

With the light on his back, he couldn't see the person's face clearly.

A Biao only felt chills all over his body. The figure in front of him was faintly visible, not like a stranger.

"Who, stop!"

A Biao suddenly spit out the cigarette in his mouth, stretched out his right hand like a conditioned reflex, and pulled out the huge imitation Type [-]-[-] pistol. With a "click", the top bullet was loaded, and the black muzzle pointed directly forward.

Regardless of whether it was a human or a ghost, since he, A Biao, was guarding here, he couldn't let him go in such a silent manner.

The figure turned a blind eye to this, and continued to walk forward slowly, without even turning its head this way.

The surroundings were completely silent, and Ah Biao could even hear Ah Si's teeth chattering clearly, but he couldn't hear any footsteps. The figure seemed to be floating on the road, and his feet never touched ground-like.

Ghost!

A Biao finally made a judgment in his heart.

Although Ah Biao was very courageous, the arms holding the gun couldn't help shaking slightly at this time.If it was really a ghost, no matter how lethal the Type [-]-[-] pistol was, it would be useless.

Several times, A Biao's right index finger was already on the trigger, but he couldn't press it down.

He dared not shoot a ghost.

There is no doubt that this ghost is not coming for them, he, A Biao, is just an insignificant person, and Ah Si is even more insignificant, so it is unlikely that a head-subduing master will send a ghost to deal with them.But once he shoots, if he offends this ghost, the consequences will be unimaginable.

Nearly.

"Brother Biao, it's a human!"

Ah Si, who had been trembling by the side, suddenly screamed. The voice was so loud that it almost pierced A Biao's eardrums.

In fact, Ah Biao didn't need Ah Si to remind him. Ah Biao could already see clearly that the black shadow walking slowly was not a ghost, but a person, a living and flesh-and-blood person.

This person is not too tall, it can be said that he is short. He is wearing the traditional Danman costume, with a wide robe and long sleeves.This is a very luxurious dress. Generally speaking, only local people with very respected status will wear such clothes.Chinese dignitaries don't wear this kind of clothing.

The visitor had a short beard under his chin, neatly trimmed, his eyes sparkled, and he was awe-inspiring. He turned out to be a very dignified gentleman. Because of the backlight, his age could not be accurately judged, but it would not be too much to imagine. young.

It is really strange that such a majestic and powerful figure would be regarded as a "ghost" by A Biao and A Si when he first appeared.But what Ah Biao and Ah Si felt just now was "real", and it really didn't look like they were facing a living person.This has nothing to do with what kind of clothing the visitor wears, it is a special feeling.

"Sir, please stay here. This is a private place, you are not allowed to trespass!"

After confirming that it was a human being and not a ghost, A Biao suddenly became more courageous, and at the same time spoke more politely.Although this is a Chinese-inhabited area, there is inherent "racial discrimination" against the aborigines, but it also varies from person to person.

The visitor was obviously unusual, and it was definitely not something that A Biao and the others could scold at will.

Seeing that there was no response from the visitor, A Biao thought that he could not understand his own language, so he quickly repeated it in the local common aboriginal language, with a slight change in tone, not as respectful as before.

The habit of "discriminating" against indigenous people that has been developed for decades is not so easy to change.

This extremely subtle change was immediately caught by the person who came, and his eyes finally turned to this side, and at the same time he let out a cold "hum".This cold snort was not very loud, but to A Biao and A Si's ears, it was like thunder from the sky, rumbling.

The two screamed at the same time, "Ba Da", the pistol fell to the ground, then hugged their heads tightly, sat down on the ground, and twitched in pain.

The visitor immediately turned his head, never looked this way again, and walked slowly towards the closed gate of the Huang Mansion.

The big mansion in Huang's Mansion is an antique building. The closed gate is made of heavy mahogany, which looks very thick.

As soon as the man in Chinese clothes walked to the door, the heavy and thick mahogany door made a muffled "creaking" sound, as if it was under some kind of extremely huge pressure, and it couldn't be resisted in an instant. The extremely heavy mahogany gate "suddenly" fell down.

The man in Chinese clothes raised his leg and walked in.

The two "secret whistlers" who were originally hiding on the side of the mahogany gate, like A Biao and A Si, covered their ears and curled up on the ground, twitching uncontrollably.

The Huang Mansion's bodyguard team was originally considered to be strong, but in front of the men in Chinese costumes, they were like straw dolls, completely vulnerable, there was no room for resistance, and even the men in Chinese clothes were easily destroyed without taking action themselves.

For these bodyguards, the man in Chinese clothes didn't take them seriously at all, he just walked forward slowly, and his target seemed to be the small villa where Sunan lived.

No one dared to stop it.

Naturally, the bodyguard team in Huang's Mansion was more than just four people, but the other bodyguards had already been overwhelmed by the man's aura in Chinese clothes, and no one dared to draw their guns at each other.The man in the fancy dress had no interest in them at all, and never made a move against them again.In the eyes of the man in Chinese clothes, these people are nothing more than ants.

After passing a place with relatively bright lights, someone finally saw clearly the face of the man in the fancy dress.

It was a dark face, with typical features of the local aborigines, but the majesty and demeanor were far from comparable to other aborigines, as if holding the power of life and death in the world, with just one thought, he could Can determine life and death.Even in the eyes of Chinese bodyguards with a tradition of "racial discrimination", no one dared to show a slightly disrespectful look.

Before he could take a closer look, the light dimmed, and the man in the Chinese suit walked into a darker area.

"Layman, please stay!"

The man in Chinese clothes turned around a corridor. On the right was the villa where Sunan lived, and not far from the left was the big villa where Huang Qingyun's family lived.A middle-aged Huang Guan came out from the dark, slapped the man in the fine clothes, and said in a deep voice.

It is one of the descendants of Yuan Chengzi.

"Are you a Taoist priest of Yuyang Temple?"

The man in Chinese clothes finally stopped, looked at him calmly, and asked indifferently, it turned out to be very pure Mandarin Chinese.

"Immeasurable longevity, poor Taoist Jinyang, is the monk of Yuyang Temple. May I ask the layman..."

Before the middle-aged Taoist priest Jin Yangzi could finish his sentence, he was interrupted by a man in a fine attire, and said indifferently: "Don't you Yuyang Temple always claim to be impartial and impartial? Why did you become a bodyguard for a private person? When did you change it?" rule?"

Like a cannonball, you are not welcome.

Jin Yangzi smiled awkwardly, and at the same time, there was a surge of anger in his heart, and he said subtly without smiling: "I'm sorry layman, this is our Yuyang Temple's housework, and no one else should care about it."

"Really? So, you Yuyang Temple is like a bastard who eats weights - you are determined, and you must fight against me, Mojiu?"

The man in Chinese clothes said slowly, his tone has become cold.

Mojiu!

He is the Great Master of Mojiu!

He actually came to the door himself.

No wonder he is so overbearing and irresistible. (To be continued.)