Death Sutra

He Donggua has a bunch of good brothers who are willing to be born and died for him. Of course, he also likes to spend his money. As a mature hood, he likes this exchange, and even feels that he is a big bargain: for the rich, Money change is always the most reasonable sale in the world.

Therefore, he never doubts the amount of money in his hands.

Ten exquisite knives stood in front of the fan, and He Dongguae nodded with satisfaction. The knives and knives are not expensive and expensive. With a little money and a little eye, you can always find a treasure in an enemy city.

"Someone wants to be the official of the Central Plains?" He Dongguai smashed his chubby fingers and dangled on his chest. It seems that there are five things to say. In fact, this is just his habitual action. "Of course not, we are all For the money for a woman to come to Yucheng City, not his mother's **** officer"

The swordsmen admired the nod and had strong neck support. Their heads were as powerful as a hammer. He Donggua noticed this detail and couldn't help but admire his own eyes. "So we only have the head and the dragon king. Wan Er Jin Ai knows how much it is? Let's just say, with this money, you go home from the ten most expensive dice in the people's lane, your wife will laugh at them and pour tea, no One word blame"

The knives were impressed by this wonderful scene, smirking together, getting hot, I can’t wait to go out and find the old man.

"Of course, we are brothers, and no one can get a bounty. I have one thousand two, and you have another one thousand."

"That is, one thousand two per person" immediately got the result of the calculation by the knife, and felt that the gap was quite big.

"You want to ask why the winter melon is much more, and you take it less, isn't it?" He Dongguae looked harsh and the knifeman didn't say anything, he still stared at the other person. "Because there is no me, you run with the street." There is no difference between the knives who ran, not to mention one thousand two gold, even the hair can not get one, only I can bring you to find the old man, and this news needs to spend a lot of money, you said that the value is not worth 10,000 Two?"

The "value" knifeman was stared at his hair, rushing to the first opening, and the other knives attached

"Don't be soft, the old man is hard-nosed. If you want to spend money, you have to be ruthless. If you want to be a man or a woman, you will always be young. If you rush in, you will make him a must. Remember, "He Dongguao shakes the old fingers again. "Don't cut your head, that's the certificate of our reward."

"Yes," ten swordsmen answered in unison, then pulled the knife at the same time and threw the scabbard aside.

Unplugging the knife in advance not only eliminates the sound, but also saves a little time. This is a professional performance. Hedonggua is more and more satisfied, patted the belly belt and walked outward.

The swordsmen followed, and they sneaked out, separated by a distance of five or six steps. Although they are not Jinpeng killers, the most basic rules are still understood. Those who have just come to Saitama City will not be smashed. Winter melon looks

Just after noon, it was the time when the sun was shining. Nancheng had not completely awakened from sleep. There were not many pedestrians on the street. All of them were yawning and tired. They were indifferent to more than ten people with swords. These two days, a knife like this The guests are everywhere, there is nothing surprising.

He Dongguao is not stupid, did not go straight to the destination, but took a circle, met with his own confidant, confirmed that there is no follower behind the team, this waved to indicate that the ten knife closers, and then turned back to a section, Turn into a secluded alley

"The seventh room in the right hand, you know what to do." He Dongguao whispered that his first half of the mission has been completed, and the rest will look at the skills of the ten people.

The knives nodded together, consciously separated, and crept into the alley.

He Donggua and his confidant are waiting at the alley, and look around from time to time. The most important thing he can see is the acquaintance.

Wood old man likes the night action like a killer. During the daytime, when he is the least energetic, He Dongguao is very contented about his own judgment. He thinks that he is not only paying money but also wisdom. This is the knives who are rushing in front. Never understand

The old man chose a good place to hide. The residents of this alley were residents of the former Wangcheng Lane. The old home was burned and some people moved here. It was a group of timid guys who never looked around and asked. It is easy to defraud the peace of mind of outsiders, but secretly sell the information to the old patrons.

The network of Saitama City is extremely complicated, and there are more than one or two. No one can cover the north and south city. The small cover like Hedonggua also has sufficient living space and unique intelligence source.

He Dongguae admire the old man, admire himself, this is the difference between Jianglong and the local snake. The former is stronger than Wujin, and there is a shortcoming of unfamiliar life. The old man can never imagine that the most inconspicuous people around him will be fatal.

Ten knives crossed the low wall one by one, and the fight will happen at any time. He Donggua really kills the knives before they can save a few heads, and at the same time he is also preparing for the worst, the old man The murder is not broken. The big hoods in the North City have become the soul of the sword just because they are the invited audience of the city owner. What about his small hood?

He Donggua silently checked the number. When the number went to twenty, he said to his heart: "You stay"

The heart is flustered but firmly nodded. It is not easy for him to get his current status. He has to take risks when he takes risks.

He Donggua took the robes of the robes and hurried to the end of the street. He felt a little hot and sweaty. So he thought that summer is coming, and the city of Saitama City is going to be lively, and this year, you can buy a female slave.

After walking out of the half street, He Dongguao stopped in front of a brothel, sat on the threshold, raised his hand on the neck and fanned the wind, turned his head and looked at the confidant of the alley. He felt that the situation was not very good, whether it was killing or being killed, it seems that both It won't take so long, it's not the fire of two knives, and it takes a couple of hours for a verbal demonstration.

He Dongguae took a flower in front of her eyes and rubbed her eyes on her eyes with short and thick fingers. She found that the worst premonition became a reality: the confidant in the alley was gone, and the folding time was gone. It seemed to be taken away by ghosts during the day.

He Dongguai panic and not chaos, he is the person who has seen the world, dare to dare to do, more dare to escape at any time, even the body did not stand up, directly into the brothel, the door that looks tightly closed, for him quietly Open silently and close quickly

He disappears as fast as his confidant

Then, the quietness of the afternoon in the street was broken by a strange laughter. "Ha ha ha, a bad winter melon, I dare not dare to pull under the tiger's butt, this time let you taste a fresh listen, now Before midnight, the old man is not digging ten holes in you. Who dares to hide the rotten melon, sin with him, take the initiative to surrender, and the old man gives him a chance to die."

The people who enjoyed the last minute of sleep in the bed were awakened, fainted, and felt the voice of the devil sounded in the ear.

The gate of the brothel suddenly smashed from the inside. A daddy with a similar shape to He Dongguao rushed to the street and yelled at the screaming voice. "Winter melon is here! Winter melon is here!"

A gray figure passed over the wall, like a flying mouse running into a brothel.

I screamed for a while, continued to scream in my mouth, ran to the corner of the street, the speed was surprisingly fast, not like an old woman who was decades old.

If it wasn’t because he was deceived this time, the old man would not take the threat just now seriously. He never felt that he should be bound by words, but today, he was not only discovered the fox tail, but also a simple trick. I lied

It’s a shame and shame to humiliate and humiliate. Isn’t the rotten winter melon not heard of the terrible wood old man? Haven’t heard that he is free and free to accept anyone’s contempt?

The old man killed three nieces and a real old man who was stunned. His anger was still not vented. He jumped to the wall and drank the figure that tumbling like a ball. He thought that he could just jump a few times. On the squat, you don’t need a sword, you can poke a fat man into a blood hole with one finger.

However, he was too arrogant. There were knives and screams everywhere, and there were seven or eight places on the street outside the ten steps. It was just a timid moment, and did not dare to attack immediately.

The opportunity is gone, the old man will be angry and laugh, and jump into the brothel, leaving eight words: "Before the night, the melon will die!"

Groups of swordsmen ran, and they courageously rushed into the brothel, only to see a few bodies, and the old man’s traces were all gone.

The search for several nearby streets continued for an afternoon until the sky was dark, and the knives were disappointed to give up their efforts.

Everyone was puzzled by one thing. The forces of the old man’s whereabouts were not found. How did He Dongguao get the news? It’s not just the accidents, but there are rumors that Pang Jing’s temper is tempered. The dragon’s intelligence chief pleads guilty, and the one-step king kills a bad luck.

He Donggua, who was admired by the swordsman, only regretted it. If he knew that the old man was so hot, he should sell the information and properly get a few thousand gold, not as fearful as it is now.

He Donggua has no choice, he must immediately find a strong backer. The only question is who should choose?

After disappearing for two hours, when he appeared again, He Donggua made an unexpected decision. The Zhongyuan Renwang Wang Dubu Wang actually did not enter his eyes.

This evening, the duel of the Dragon King and the One Step King was one day behind. The indiscriminate scorpion suddenly released a message: He Donggua is under the protection of the 鲲社, and if the old man is daring, he will come to the company.

He Donggua was frightened, but he did not lose his mind when he made this decision. "Other people will only treat me as a bait, and will not care about my life. But I know that the Shangguan community is a bodhisattva, I Willing to put your life into your hands, life and death, no complaints"

Shangguan stood up and said to the red bat: "Through my order, all the members of the scorpion are evacuated. I want to be alone with the old man. This is the grudge between me and him. It has nothing to do with others."

(Seeking for a recommendation) (To be continued...