Vol 4 Chapter 74: Heart like a tiger (1)

Chapter 74 is like a tiger.)
At two o'clock, the morning star flashed in the sky, and a deserted river beach outside Jiangning City, the night wind sobbing through the boat house on the riverside water, the room, revealing the light.
Woke up in confusion, the consciousness has not recovered to true lucidity, there is no light, the sound outside the brain is strong and weak, and the meaning of these broken sentences can not be analyzed before the brain is officially in operation.
\"Less drink less..."
\"The scholar who has no strength in the hands of the chicken..."
\"This time the hog..."
\"When I was a child, Dalang took the torch to the mountain and waited for someone... I should know these things..."
\"Signal knows..."
\"Left three circles, right three..."
\"Hey, that hog...the shoes are beautiful..."
\"No chaos"
\"But..."
\"This kind of hog... there are no fifty and thirty..."
\"At least I can’t wake up before the time, follow him...

\"Hey, this hog... let him have one hand..."
\"Obvious..."
There is a faint pain in the back of the brain, and thinking is a complex feeling that is difficult to say after a long time to gather.
He has been there for a long time, and he has never experienced such naked hostility. Even Tang Mingyuan’s time is not such hostility.
Trying to think back to what happened before, that look, swing... Who is doing these things?
Su family, Xue family, Wu family... should not be, unreasonable. The Su family does not currently have to do this kind of thing for themselves, unless anyone wants to kill the old man and then kill the Su Boyong father and daughter. Xuejia and Wujia, there is no need to do it for themselves. What they have is just a few names. For the same level of businessmen, this form of hands-on is usually the last resort. Once done, there is no room for change. After tearing the face, the consequences are all out of control, and it should not be done first...
Wu Liejun? More unlikely, if they are, it will not be like this...
Who is it, who has offended...
He is sensitive to the judgment of goodwill and malice. If he has shown clues before, he will probably be aware of it. This is really like a sudden. In the mind, one by one filtered the possible characters, Xue Jin is one, but that person can not have such determination and courage, even if the brain is pumped, it is impossible, in addition, can not think of people. Or is it a random ransomware?
The hog, the child...not like it.
In any case, the source of this hostility cannot be judged, but it is not the time to think about these things. The hands and feet have been tied. The room is dark. In the room next door, several people are eating and drinking. The light of the oil lamp is faintly passed through the cracks in the wall. The room is slightly shaking, there is water, it is on the river...
I think of the image of the person before the fainting in the brain. The big man who is taller than two meters is like a boxing champion. There are also accomplices. It is difficult to cope with it... He closes his eyes, his body is slightly tight, and he relaxes. The fingers groped for a moment, looking for all the prominences that can be justified. On the outside corridor, it seems that someone has occasionally passed...
Inexplicable, unreasonable, his, can't figure out, why, who is it... The slight anxiety and turbulent mood surged up, and the incomprehensible thoughts were the most annoying to him, and then he was calm and self-made. Going down, the fingers are constantly groping, slowly, one inch of groping, trying not to make any sound.
I exercised systematically for a year, plus the unclear feeling in my heart when I saw the eyes. When the wooden stick was waved, he actually had a slight evasive action, perhaps because of this, the other party would judge the wrong time. This may be the only opportunity. There is nothing to think about and complain about. If you solve it before you can have the empty space to think, the opportunity may not be found, but you must be calm, don't be impatient, don't be impatient...
Time is like the flow of water below, and it is pushed one minute and one second. When the burning sensation in the back of the brain fades away, the environment becomes quieter and the surrounding situation becomes clearer. The voice of drinking and eating, the room next door, there are two adults, two children, but the child is afraid that it is already adult, there is a woman... This may be a family.
Hog...not the first time to do this. There is a murder case, the big man, too bad to deal with, not a heavyweight, if the average scholar looked, I am afraid to be timid. Ning Yi adjusted his breath and analyzed it in his heart. I don't know when it was a slight noise from the door. He opened his eyes slightly. Someone is quietly unlocking.
When the lock was halfway through, it stopped: "Brother, what are you doing?"
\"Brother, the shoes of the pig... Anyway, he doesn't need it anymore."
\"Hey said no, don’t mess, the key is for me."
\"Oh."
The dialogue between the two brothers lowered their voices and then went away. Ning Yi had taken a deep breath and spit it out a long time. His hands were on the wall behind him, speeding up the slight friction.
Not long after, the doorway, the sound of the shreds again.
The door was not open, and the stout boy sneaked in, then snorted and smug. He put a stick on his hand and put the wire in his hand into his arms.
The young man walked over to the corner of the wall and saw the scholar who was tied to his hands and feet and threw it on the ground. The book was weak and it seemed that he had not yet met, and he could not help but feel the wind.
The wealthy people in the city are like this.
\"Hog, if you wake up, dare to mess, I will break your head with a stick..." The boy said softly and softly, waited for a while, then put the stick aside and kneel down. Taking off the shoes of the scholar, he looked at it with a slight light, then sat down against the scholar and took off his shoes - wearing the shoes against the other side, this is a subconscious movement.
The first shoe, the second shoe, beautiful and fit... Just as he was about to stand up, behind the body, the figure sat silent, his hands stretched out in the dark, the ropes from his wrists Keep falling. The hands were suddenly closed.
咔
The head turned in one direction.
He did not wear shoes, so he pushed open the door silently, outside the corridor of the houseboat, the structure of the "King", six rooms, he was closed to the room between the living room and the kitchen, without the door, another The three sides of the room also have windows. No one in the corridor, he quietly passed, looked at the living room, and quickly recovered.
Three people, a table, an oil lamp. One of them is the big man who talks to him, the other is also a burly, like a tower, the third person... should be the eldest son of the big man, and his height is one meter eight.
Sancha Floating Pool...
In the room, a tower-like man is talking to the eldest son of the great man.
\"...Da Lang, my uncle tells you that there is only a real embarrassment on this river and lake. If you are really bold and careful, you can stand on the ground. But don’t think that you are fighting for bravery, the real embarrassment, when you really need it. Will come out, as long as one time, everyone will be afraid of you, think that year, that surnamed Lei..."
The words can't enter Ning Yi's mind at this time. Hey, what is his mess like a philosopher... He looks around, the door is in the living room, how to go out, he goes out of water, the water is outside. Although it is relatively flat, but the sound is also loud, if you are heard, you can't escape.
He gloomy face, walked to the other side according to the original steps. In the kitchen, a fat woman was cooking vegetables. Ning Yi looked around and looked at the chimney and the like. After two seconds, he went in and took it. Knife on the cutting board.
The woman turned her head back, the next moment, brushing it, the plasma skyrocketed, shot like a fountain into the pot, creaking. The black shadow reflected on the wall, and the kitchen knife continued to squat.
Blood permeates the floor, and may drop to the river below. The black shadow stands in front of the stove, and the pork, kerosene, and various oils are poured into the boiling pot without expression. The eyes turn and the kitchen is continuously filtered. Everything in the room, sometimes take some paper bags off and then throw them away. After the oil pan is completely boiling, he pours those oil into the earthen jars with straw ropes.
Then, there was a voice coming from the living room: "Da Lang, go see if your mother's food is cooked..."
Ning Yi quietly pushed the kitchen door, took a scale on one hand, and grabbed a sharp knife for deboning on one hand and hid on the side of the door. The footsteps came, and the door was pushed open. When the people walked in, the moment Ning Yi blows out the lamp, as if it was blown out by the wind, the fire in the stove is still shaking, and the young man is slightly stunned.愣: \"Nanny..."
Ning Yi picked up the scales on his hand, and slammed it on his back. When the body fell to the side, Ning Yi hugged him.
\"The surname Gu’s this time, I heard that I was an official and I was going to be a county magistrate..."
\"If you can let Dalang Erlang follow what is bad, maybe it’s good, we have his handle in hand..."
\"This kind of scholar, don't have to push too much..."
In the room, Yang Yi Yang Heng is talking, occasionally drinking a glass of wine, eating peanuts, realizing that Dalang seems to have some time in the past, Yang Heng frowned.
\"How is Dalang still not..."
\"Niang--" This sound suddenly came from the kitchen side, bleak and hoarse, two people a spirit, Yang Yi picked up a bow, rushed to the corridor inside, and Yang Heng pulled up the steel knife to the door Outside ~EbookFREE.me~See the pigs"
Yang Hengchong left the door to see if there were people running away in the river. After a few seconds, Yang Yi’s screams suddenly came from the back room: \"Let him go--"
When Yang Yi rushed into the middle corridor, there was a dim light, only the faint light on the kitchen. He had not had time to open the second to see the movement of the hog. His eldest son was pushed out and the head was full. It is blood, swaying. Apparently it was only slightly awake, and now it was hit like this.
A blood-stained boning knife rested on his neck and was held in one hand. A little bit of movement might break his throat. The pig that was hiding behind his son and pushing him away was the pig that he was tied to. The book that was originally harmless to humans and animals was faintly blood.
\"Let him open"
Yang Yi's teeth are cracked, and the bow is lifted and shouted.
Ning Yi's body at this time is actually not short, but Yang Yi is tall, and at this time, the same wall is blocked in front. Both sides stopped a little, then, the voice passed, and there was no sorghum of Yang Yi, but it revealed a deep disgust, simple.
\"Shoot."
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