City: from Inheriting a Set of Courtyard Houses to Giants

After Zheng An finished speaking, he called out the names of a few more people: "Don't rest, and run some places with me tomorrow."

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Good. "

Cheng Ming and the others who were named were smiling happily!

Zheng An looked at the slightly disappointed people again, and suddenly realized something, and hurriedly said with a smile: "If you have nothing to do tomorrow, you can come and watch the group news."

This time, everyone laughed!

I just quit my job and my future is uncertain. Who is in the mood to rest?

The establishment of a new company is, of course, best to personally participate in.

Moreover, when Qin Yan came out to support the flag this time, Lao Zheng directly dug over them. These people more or less have some ideas of wanting to become the original shareholders...

……

midnight.

Qin Yan's eyes suddenly opened in the dark, and he turned away Zhou Xiaobei, who was wrapped around him. He didn't turn on the light, put on his clothes, left the room, and went directly to the rooftop.

There was silence on the rooftop, only the wall lights and the neon of the city, and it seemed empty.

"Come out!"

Qin Yan came to the center of the rooftop, lowered his head and lit a cigarette, and suddenly shouted.

"You agents are really interesting, you always meet on the rooftop."

No one cares about him.

Qin Yan smiled, made a pistol gesture, and moved the gun

Mouth, instantly aim at a corner on the right, and shoot!

"biu~"

In the corner, a black shadow suddenly flashed out and rolled on the ground.

Qin Yan followed and moved the muzzle!

"biu~"

"biu~"

"biu~"

Ten meters away, with Qin Yan's firing, the shadow kept jumping, tumbling, and stopping on the rooftop!

Skills are as fast as fire, moving as thunder, quiet as mountains, dodging...

Bullets that don't exist.

Until the fourth shot,

Only then did the shadow stop abruptly, and roared in exasperation:

"Stinky boy, you dare to play Laozi!"

As he spoke, in the darkness, an old man with white beard and hair, narrow eyes, sword eyebrows, and long beard and Hungarian walked out.

Wearing a small brown and yellow felt hat, loose jeans and a blue shirt, and a pair of retro canvas shoes.

Don't say it, it's pretty trendy!

It's just that the look of blowing his beard and staring at him now has a little less bearing.

When the old man saw Qin Yan blow the muzzle and put away the pistol, he suddenly laughed heartily:

"Hahaha, good boy, old

The son actually fell for you!What a great shot!There is no gun in his hand, but I really feel that I am being targeted. If I don't dodge, I will be killed in the next second.Our Tang country has a character! "

"Hehe, I call it no gun in my hand, but a gun in my heart."

Qin Yan looked at the old man with a smile: "Isn't the old man's swordsmanship the same?"

This old man is not ordinary at first glance. The long beard, which is rare, has a very high style.

But what really made Qin Yan vigilant was that between the old man's actions and his actions, his body was upright, like a deep abyss.The momentum is like a towering peak, almost breaking the sky.

This is a very strange feeling. Qin Yan thought about it for a while, and then he realized that this old man was playing with swords.

"good eyesight."

The old man laughed and looked at Qin Yan carefully. For a moment, he shook his head with some doubts: "Strange, unreasonable, looking at your skills, it doesn't look like you have been trained for many years. Is there really a peerless genius in this world?"

"Little brother, as a natural gunner, don't you want to play with guns every day?" the old man asked Qin Yan's eyes.

Qin Yan's face turned pale: "I solemnly declare that I don't want to play with guns, not at all, I just want to play... If you talk nonsense, be careful I will sue you for slander.

old man! "

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The old man was silent.