Chapter 1146: Borrow you a head

This man is called Jiang Hefeng. In the early years, he once assassinated Yan Mu. In the martial arts world, he said: "Mania!"
The reason why he chose him is because Jiang Hefeng repeatedly uttered rants to assassinate Yan Mu, which is deeply taboo for Yan family. If he assassinated Yan Mu, no one in the world would feel the accident.
Qin Lan’s action did not want to use any of his own connections, including the nightmare of the North, Xiaomei, Ma San and others.
Jinhai!
Night falls!
In the bustling metropolis, the hidden narrow lanes still have the characteristics of the old Jinhai. Qin Lan walks through the alleys, listening to the few Jinhai Allegro and the authentic Jinhai dialects from time to time. A little calm and cozy.
At the end of this alley, there is a small teahouse, tea is a new tea from Hangzhou, a good purple sand teapot is hot, it is really sweet.
Local people, as well as people from the martial arts world, come to Jinhai, and they will come to this "Yunyunzhai" to come to a pot of good tea. When they listen to the storytelling of the boss, they often hit the boring time of one night.
Jiang Hefeng has no other hobbies. He is a killer, but he thinks he is a scholar. He kills his left hand and Dan Qing, his right hand. He is a double-minded person. He can hide in Tianjin, precisely because he still has an identity, the great calligrapher Jiang. Spring season.
After the assassination of Yan Mu, Jiang Hefeng has been staying in Jinhai. What is even more ridiculous is that Yan Mu himself is extremely admired and loved for his calligraphy works. He does not know that he is the madman of Yan Mu hate.
It can be seen that the hidden method of Jiang Hefeng has reached the peak of the peak.
The owner of this shop is always a long-time friend of Jiang Hefeng, and a bitter storytelling is awesome.
At this moment, Jiang Hefeng wore a loose Tang suit, and the head comb of three or seven points was neatly tidy. He walked into the tea house with a step of eight steps. He greeted him as usual, and threw him a bundle of red silk. Good drawing paper: "Old, the words you want I have already written, or the old rules, a word for two months of tea."
"In the spring of the year, you are not interested. It used to be a word of money for a month. How can this still rise?" It is the four powerful and powerful characters of "the true water is not fragrant". The pen is like a dragon snake, and the gas is like a mountain. The original four words of peace and femininity have been written with masculine strength.
"Last year, I found a life for Bodhisattva, saying that I can't live this year. My word is to write a pair of less ones. In addition, I have recently risen in the limelight. I want you to pay more for a month."
Jiang Chunnian smiled lightly.
"Hey, that's a lot more money for you for a month. You have to sit in the old position, Xiaowu, and give Jiangye a pot of new best Longjing!"
I often smiled and said hello.
Jiang Chunnian went to the corner and sat down. He couldn't wait to open the tea set. When the tea was on the table, he smacked it and sighed with a sigh of relief. He began to listen to the storytelling.
The old man often talked about "Water Margin", saying that Yu Qilin Lu Junyi was forced to go to the Liangshan section, and when he talked about the emotional situation, all the people underneath sighed for the Lu.
I used to say a section, I was using tea to moisten my throat. A teenager came in. The children who listened to books and drinks tea in this place were all idlers of the age. This young guy is also good at this. I looked at my eyes.
"I am looking for Jiang Hefeng!"
The teenager started.
He asked, the old eyes flashed a trace of horror, if he said that he was looking for Jiang Chunnian, the old will often be very casual guidance, but looking for Jiang Hefeng, often can not tell.
"What is Jiang?"
"I have never heard of you!"
Old routine.
"I will say it again, I am looking for Jiang Hefeng!"
The younger man's tone is colder and colder. In the original icy scorpion, there is a purple flame. It is only a glance at the old, just like falling into the Shura hell, the shocked face is white, and the sits in a chair and plays. Pendulum.
"I don't want to kill!"
"But you have to understand the rules!"
The teenager smiled and smiled.
The old man often lowered his head, and the sweat on the forehead oozes the big bean. It is still silent, and the gentleman is very honest. This boy is too dangerous. He must never sell his old friend.
"You are looking for Jiang Hefeng, come with me!"
Jiang Chunnian came over and stood behind Qin Yu, still a light face.
As one of the top killers in China, from the time he entered the door, he knew that today, he could not hide.
"Old, let's finish this storybook, don't break the interest of everyone."
Jiang Chunnian patted the shoulders of his old friend and led Qin Hao to the corner.
"Since you have named it, I will not hide it. I am Jiang Hefeng. Are you looking for me?"
"First, I don't kill people, I can't kill people!"
Jiang Hefeng poured a cup of hot tea to Qin Lan, and he did not die.
"You can rest assured that I am not looking for you to kill, just looking for you to borrow one thing."
Juvenile.
"What to borrow?" Jiang Hefeng frowned.
"No hurry, this tea is good, let me finish listening to the storytelling."
The young man took a sip of the cup and his eyes drifted out of the window and no longer speak.
I used to be as serious as I said at the moment. He knows that Bodhisattva is always a life-and-death. Laojiang is afraid that there will be death and no life, and this song storytelling will be the only one he can give to his old friends. The final screening ceremony.
After the song was finished, Jiang Hefeng always smiled and arched his hand. He turned his head and asked: "Little brother, now you can say it."
"My name is Qin Xiao~EbookFREE.me~ Everyone in the south calls me Qin Hou!"
"I want to borrow your head!"
The teenager laughed.
Jiang Hefeng is still very calm, blowing the tea, after drinking a few mouthfuls of tea, faintly said: "I have not been in the rivers and lakes for a long time, I am afraid that this person can't afford any price. Qin Hou is famous all over the world. I don't want to want this person." ""
"You are not worth the money in other people, but in Yanmu is an invaluable treasure!" Qin said.
"How? Qintang also wants to be a Yan family dog?"
Jiang Hefeng suddenly became angry. He took a table and squatted, glaring at Qin Yu, cold and cold.
"No, I want to kill him by your identity. It is all your wish. How do you feel?"
Qin Xiao smiled and asked.
"Can you really kill him?" Jiang Hefeng's eyes lit up and asked in amazement.
"You give me this head, I have a grasp of 80%!" Qin said.
"Well, if I can kill the Yan thief, I will bet you this one." Jiang Hefeng pondered for a moment, and decided.
He will never forget that when he and his beautiful wife played in the capital, he accidentally made a face-to-face with the Yan Mu old thief. However, the old thief has always been "Cao Mengde", even this hobby is no exception. , specializing in the beauty of other people.
Jiang Hefeng’s wife was eventually robbed of the past. He escaped with shame. After many years, he was astonished by the world, but he still fell short and was severely wounded. He fled to Jinhai and could only put hatred on it every day. In the belly, I turned into this countless volume of Danqing pen and ink.
He has broken the belief of revenge in this life, and the most prosperous Jiangdong Lord has rekindled his hopes.
If you can revenge, what is his life?
(End of this chapter)
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