mad dragon son-in-law

Chapter 1242 Bring My Knife
After eating three bowls of noodles in a row, the old man burped in satisfaction, and then thanked Lin Bingqiao again.

Xiao Feng looked impatiently, and asked casually: "Brother, at this age, why can't he even afford to eat?"

At this moment, he was already eighty-nine percent sure that this old man whose acting skills were comparable to those of a small fresh meat came for Lin Bingqiao.

The reason is very simple, my current face is neither Xiao Feng nor Xiao Baba, but a new face that has never appeared before, and it is unlikely that I will be targeted as soon as I show my face.

And the other party's stay was obviously not as simple as eating a few bowls of noodles for free.

The old man's expression darkened, he took a deep breath, and then let out a long sigh: "Ah... hiccup..."

"..." Xiao Feng.

"..." Lin Bingqiao.

This "hiccup" immediately wiped out the desolate atmosphere.

Xiao Feng silently gave the old man's low performance points in his heart, and deducted another part.

The old man smiled awkwardly and said, "I actually have a son, but it's a pity that my son is unfilial and kicked me out of the house."

The corners of Lin Bingqiao's mouth twitched twice, and her expression became strange.

What happened today? In less than two hours, I met two old people who were kicked out by my son. How small is the probability that this kind of thing will happen?
wrong!

Is such a coincidence really a coincidence?
When he was vacillating, he heard Xiao Feng ask: "Why was my brother kicked out?"

"It's not a big deal, it's just that I peeked at his wife taking a bath... Oh no, when I passed by the bathroom, I took a look in and my son lost his temper.

Not only did they call me disrespectful, they beat me up and kicked me out of the house. "

Lin Bingqiao was dumbfounded. According to this statement, it would not be unfair at all to be kicked out of the house!
At this moment, the old man bent down, picked up the cloth bag he was carrying, walked up to Lin Bingqiao and said, "Girl, you are the most heartfelt person I have met in the past six months.

As a thank you, I've decided to give you my son's stolen family heirloom, just a moment. "

As he spoke, he reached into his backpack and fumbled for a while.

Lin Bingqiao's almond eyes widened suddenly, her expression was extremely exciting!

Stealing... a stolen heirloom?
As a result, at this moment, the old man in front of him took his hand out of the backpack extremely quickly.

Lin Bingqiao focused her eyes, and realized that the family heirloom the old man was talking about was...a dagger that shone with cold light!
Suddenly, a sense of danger enveloped him.

Realizing that something was wrong, Lin Bingqiao retreated immediately, but it was obviously a step too late.

She can't dodge this knife!

Xiao Feng got up slowly, without the slightest expression of nervousness on his face, he was ready to save someone from the knife.

However, before he could make a move, Lin Bingqiao flipped her wrist and touched her right wrist with her left hand...

Almost at the same time, the old man let out a miserable cry, while covering his left ear and took three steps back.

Xiao Feng was stunned for a moment, and then realized that Lin Bingqiao is a ruthless person with a hidden needle in his hand!

Although some are simple-minded, it does not mean that they are ignorant.

With this in mind, Xiao Feng vacated the venue and walked not far away, intending to concentrate on watching the play.

In order to show the professional dedication of the "old drama bone", Xiao Feng even shouted in panic: "Killer!"

"Damn it! I'll kill you!" The old man roared angrily, his face was horrifying, and three lines of blood appeared on his ears.

It can be seen that Lin Bingqiao has no intention of fighting.

After using the "needle in his hand" to avoid a blow, he ran towards the road.

The old man seemed to feel that he could not catch up, or felt that chasing someone with a knife on the street was too arrogant, so he stopped after chasing him not far away, and looked back at Xiao Feng, the only melon eater in the field.

"If you run again, I will kill this old thing!"

Shouting at Lin Bingqiao's back, the old man turned around and ran towards Xiao Feng.

Xiao Feng couldn't help being a little depressed, you beat you, why did you get me involved?
and also!

Call others old things, are you so young yourself?
However, due to the self-cultivation of an old actor, Xiao Feng was still held hostage by the old man with a panicked expression.

The facial expressions, movements, and eyes are all in place!

Lin Bingqiao, who had already run away, couldn't help slowing down when she heard the words, and turned to look at the two old men behind her, her face became a little ugly.

What about martial arts masters?

This got people caught?

After hesitating for a long time, she still chose to go back, and stopped at a position about 20 meters away from the old man, and said coldly: "We have no grievances, why did you kill me?"

"It is true that there is no grievance or enmity between us, but you can only blame your fate for taking people's money and eliminating disasters for others."

"So, you were ordered by someone?"

Xiao Feng was already extremely displeased with the feeling of being held on his neck with a knife, but now seeing that these two people were about to talk nonsense, he couldn't help interjecting:
"Girl, this little thing behind me is definitely under orders.

What you should consider now is not who he is employed by, but how to solve the problem at hand.

In addition, there is no need to ask who he was instigated by. It is impossible for him to say, at least not in the current situation. "

Lin Bingqiao nodded upon hearing this with a complicated expression, expressing her approval of Xiao Feng's remarks.

But the old man was furious and said, "Who the hell are you calling a little thing?"

"You called me an old man just now, probably because you think you are younger than me, and it is definitely inappropriate for me to call you an old man.

Considering you are younger than me, I can only call you little thing. "

"You fucking court death!" The old man yelled, pressing down the dagger in his hand.

At this time, the owner of the noodle shop poked his head out from the curtain, intending to let the people at the table outside settle the bill first, so as not to be unaware of the running order.

However, seeing the empty tables, the boss immediately became furious!

Just as he was about to yell and curse, he happened to notice three figures on the street.

The two old men embraced each other, very close...intimate...

wrong!

This posture... and the old man who was kicked out by himself, holding something in his hand.

hijack? !
The owner of the noodle shop suddenly became angry. It was in broad daylight, oh no, it happened at night, is it okay?
"Bring me my knife!" the boss shouted to the man under the pot in the back kitchen.

"Boss, this is you?"

"Don't talk nonsense, just take it!"

There was no way, the guy had no choice but to take off the chopping knife on the wall and hand it to the boss.

The boss turned around with the knife in his hand, and found that the three tables of guests in the room had stood up, looking at him with fear in his eyes.

Thinking of his tone when he asked for the knife just now, the boss immediately understood that he must have been misunderstood, and quickly apologized with a smile: "Sorry, everyone, take your time."

But in this case, who would dare to continue eating.

So, the people at the three tables hurriedly checked out and left.

The boss was even more annoyed immediately. Although it was not that the guests at the three tables had not paid their bills, it was destined to be a one-off deal, and the people at the three tables would definitely not come again in the future.

Moreover, it's a trivial matter if the people at the three tables don't come in the future. If the people at the three tables go out and spread the word that it's dangerous to eat in your own restaurant, wouldn't the money be cut off like this?

(End of this chapter)