At this moment, Mao Xiang's posture was a little weird.
The back buttocks are slightly raised, the left leg is slightly extended, and the right leg is slightly bent.
He held his lower body with one hand and stretched his other hand over his head to pat the wall.
His shoulders were shaking slightly, as if he was exerting force.
"Um!"
A subtle sound of exertion rushed into my ears.
"Um!"
Mao Xiang's head leaned forward slightly with the exertion of his body.
The hand holding the wall also began to exert force.
"Um!"
There was another sound of exertion, and the hips were lifted up, from back to front.
Xiaoquan really couldn't hold it back, "Dutang, try harder!"
"You're talking in vain!" Xiao Wu scolded, "Dutang just had feelings and asked you to stop shouting!"
Mao Xiang stiffened and then exerted force again.
"Oh!" After the slightly happy voice, the sound of clattering could not be heard.
After a while, Mao Xiang shivered twice, and the cloth on his hand was completely soaked.
The old man stepped forward and took it, tore it into two pieces, and gave the two pieces to Xiaoquan and Xiaowu. He covered his face with the piece of cloth that was his own earlier.
"Toudang, you...have been angry recently?" Xiaoquan muttered, covering his mouth and nose, and after breathing twice, his mind gradually became clearer, and his complexion improved a lot.
Afterwards, Xiaoquan and Xiaowu stood up and walked inside with the old man.
"Go in and have a look. The old rules are rock-paper-scissors. Whoever loses goes to the front!" The three of them said and suddenly looked back at Mao Xiang.
"Dutang, don't you want to go down?" Xiaoquan asked.
"Dutang didn't cover his mouth and nose, and he fainted when he went down!" Xiao Wu said, looking at Mao Xiang, whose hands were empty and his eyebrows were trembling.
The old man thought for a while, "How about I squeeze in more? But you also know that when I get old, I will have less urine and my urine will be yellow!"
"I'm coming!" Xiaoquan and Xiaowu said in unison, "I've been holding it in for a long time!"
Saying that, he opened his pants.............
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The iron pot on the stove was opened, revealing a narrow step. A strong fishy smell and smoke rushed over.
Hey, Mao Xiang lit the torch with the flint in his hand, and then threw it down with a clatter.
By the light of the fire, they could clearly see a narrow staircase below.
The assassins built the darkroom under the stove. No wonder they didn't light a fire to cook, because the stove is the passage leading to the darkroom.
The old man was hunched forward, because when playing rock, paper, scissors just now, he was the only one who came out with paper, Xiaoquan and Xiaowu were all scissors.
In his hand was a small military crossbow with its nose opened. Xiao Quan and Xiao Wu each held a small and exquisite fire gun given to them by Mao Xiang.
And Mao Xiang, at some point, had a thunderbolt in his hand.
This is a newly improved gadget from the Firearms Foundry Bureau. It looks like an iron egg from the outside, but there is a fuse underneath. When the fuse is pulled, the phosphorus fire inside ignites the gunpowder. If it is thrown out, it will kill a large area.
With a thud, the old man's footsteps landed.
Afterwards, the three of them came down without any danger.
The torch was raised again, revealing the dark room.
It was a large dark room, like a square cellar. It didn't feel depressing at all. It could accommodate at least ten people. There were beds, water tanks, and some leftover food scattered on the floor.
Suddenly, Xiao Quan's feet felt weak and he lowered his head to take a look.
"unlucky!"
Suddenly, a hand stepped on his feet.
A dead hand. The person seemed to have been dead for several days. His face was blue and swollen, his eyes were protruding, his mouth was wide open, and his body had a bit of a stench.
Mao Xiang squatted down and used a knife to remove the clothes of the corpse. There were several stab wounds on the abdomen of the corpse.
"Assassin!" Xiao Quan whispered, "He died here after being seriously injured!"
"Maybe it was his accomplice who killed him out of fear that he would be a liability!" Mao Xiang stabbed the corpse's throat bone twice with a knife. "Well, it must have been his accomplice. His Adam's apple is broken!"
Later, they found many gauze wrapping wounds and medicine bottles in the cellar. It seemed that there was more than one injured assassin.
"Take the gauze and medicine bottle... go back and compare with the pharmacies in the city!" Mao Xiang ordered.
Then he walked to the corner and carefully rummaged through the leftover food scraps.
Using his fingers to push through the food remnants and garbage, he first found a small piece of pasta inside. Then, he found a small piece of paper that had been burned but had left writing on it.
There is only half of the handwriting, and if you get close to the firelight, you can barely make out the word "month".
Mao Xiang cherished it in his arms and continued to rummage inside, finding another piece of burned paper with writing on it, and another piece of remaining pasta.
The writing on the paper is money, and this piece of pasta is harder than the previous one, with a few sesame seeds on it.
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"You've been in there for an hour and you still haven't come out?" Outside the house, Heijingang was a little anxious.
The sound of footsteps was heard not far away, it was his men who were escorting Wan Shitong back.
"Where are the things?" San'er, the sharp-mouthed monkey-cheeked man, asked immediately.
A gangster with a ferocious face who looked like he was not a good guy took out a jade pendant from his pocket and said, "Third brother, the pawnshop owner didn't give it to me at first because he had a backer. I gave him two hard blows and stabbed him once.
His calf is up!"
This jade pendant is a jade Buddha. It is not big in size, only about the size of a little finger, but the workmanship is very exquisite. It feels warm when you hold it in your hand. I guess the jade material is not ordinary.
San'er looked at the jade pendant and scolded the gangster, "You just have to pay for the redemption. Didn't I say you are not allowed to cause trouble?"
"I... didn't bring any money!" The gangster lowered his head.
At this moment, Black King Kong's voice suddenly came from the front, "Stop talking!"
Mao Xiang came out with Xiaoquan, Xiaowu and the old man. The three of them still looked cold. The difference from before was that their mouths and noses were covered, leaving only their eyes exposed.
This look is even more terrifying.
"There is a corpse in the cellar. Find someone to drag it out. Remember not to touch anything on the corpse!" Mao Xiang ordered.
Black King Kong did not hesitate, "Yes!" He said, looking at Mao Xiang, "My son..."
"You can't die!" Xiao Quan answered for Mao Xiang, and then said, "How many drug stores are there in the city?" He said with a sneer, "Don't say you don't know, you gangsters can't live without the golden sore medicine.
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"Also!" Mao Xiang said, "Is there anyone named Qian who sells sesame cakes in the city?"
San'er, who had a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, stepped forward and handed over the jade pendant with both hands, "There is a Qianji Shaobing family in Xicheng. It has been open for twenty years. It has been a business for generations!"
"Give me the names of all the shops that sell dim sum!" Mao Xiang said again and took the jade pendant from the other party's hand.
For a moment, something else flashed across his eyes.
"It's really the White Lotus Sect!" He thought to himself.
Because this jade pendant was exactly the same as the one he found in Liu Baoer's room, but what he was wondering about was, were all the White Lotus Sect so rich? Are the jade pendants all the best Western Region warm jade?
"I'll leave first. Someone will contact you later!" Mao Xiang put the jade pendant into his arms, turned around and left.
"Hey..." Heijingang wanted to speak, but didn't dare to speak.
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Seeing them walking away, Heijin just cursed, "Fuck!"
San'er still looked at the direction where Mao Xiang and others disappeared, "Where did these people come from? They are really evil!"
"Go away and pull out the corpse he mentioned!" Heijingang said angrily, "Damn it, when my son comes back, I..."
San'er gave the person next to him a look, and several men entered the yard.
"Brother, I think it's better to cut through the mess quickly and not get too involved!" San'er whispered, "Look, we've brought out another corpse. You don't know what will happen tomorrow?"
"It's too late to get out now!" Heijingang was not a reckless man, "My son is in their hands, and we have done so much for them..." As he said, he stopped talking, his eyes
It fell on Wan Shitong, who kept his head down and listened to their words.
"Brother, thank you for your hard work!" San'er put his arm around Wan Shitong's shoulders, "You go back and get some sleep first, and I will send your hard work money to your house early tomorrow morning. When we work, we must follow the rules and have clear rewards and punishments!"
"I understand...uh..."
Poof, a knife pierced his heart directly.
He turned his head in disbelief and looked at the expressionless San'er.
San'er grabbed the handle of the dagger and twisted it with a sneer.
Creaking, Wan Shitong heard the sound of bones breaking amid the pain.
"Don't........."
Pfft, pfft!
San'er drew out the knife, pressed Wan Shitong against the wall, and stabbed him twice in the chest.
Then, he looked at Wan Shitong coldly and made no sound.
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On the long street under the moonlight, four figures are clearly distinguishable.
"Dutang, where are you going now?" Xiaoquan asked.
Mao Xiang said, "Go find He Guangyi!" He paused and said, "The assassin is the White Lotus Sect!"
"Ha!" Xiao Wu laughed, "Now it's fun!"
As he spoke, he suddenly stopped, then pulled off the cloth covering his mouth and nose in disgust and threw it on the ground.
call!
The air is so fresh!
This chapter has been completed!