Chapter 848 Eight Qi is very contradictory

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Pushed by He Naizi, Baqi did not move and glanced at Cai Gen, who was holding a butcher's knife across from him.

"There is an ambush."

He Naizi then followed Baqi's eyes and looked at Cai Gen.

For their Shinto lineage, what they are proud of is not magic or divine magic.

The most proficient is the method of observing people, and all the skill points have been devoted to it.

Otherwise, they would not have defeated the Yin Yang Sect, which is good at magic, in the battle between the state religions.

After briefly looking at Cai Gen, He Naizi made his own judgment.

A greasy middle-aged man in his forties, who has overstretched his life and learned a simple method of heating up the body and promoting adrenaline. He may have a short-term burst of power, but in the long run he will definitely die suddenly.

The knife in my hand seems to be of high-end quality, and I can’t tell the depth.

Also, I learned to observe people, but I didn’t learn to appreciate treasures.

"When you encounter such a thing, do you need to expose your true form?

The older you get, the more you fear death and suffer from persecution paranoia, right?

Would you use something like this to ambush you?

Where is your brain?"

Baqi calmed down after being reminded by He Naiko. Maybe he wanted to be ambushed too much, so he thought about the problem a bit subjectively.

Embarrassed, he took back the Dharma image and made way for He Naizi.

He Naizi is better at dealing with people than she is.

He Naizi walked through Baqi and faced Cai Gen, who was hesitant to raise his sword. He felt contempt in his heart. He didn't want to cause more trouble, and there were still big things to do.

Trying to put on a polite expression, he began to sue for peace.

"Brother, if you have any demands, you can discuss them."

Cai Gen took a look and realized that this girl was the real owner. Could she be considered a representative to negotiate?

The style of painting changed so quickly that I couldn’t remember what I wanted for a while.

Anyway, I definitely didn't kill that disgusting Medusa with a knife.

After taking back the butcher knife and putting it behind his back, Cai Gen finally remembered that he wanted to pursue happiness.

"I wanted to go to the toilet and she wanted to kill me."

What kind of appeal is this?

He Naizi thought there was some metaphor in Cai Gen's words, and looked at Baqi in confusion, asking for an explanation.

Baqi nodded. This fire pig really wanted to go to the toilet and made no other requests.

This made He Naizi dumbfounded. He used all his powers just for this shitty thing?

"You old man, you want to beat people to death just because they want to go to the toilet?

I didn’t see it, why are you so arrogant?”

Baqi wanted to explain, but he had no clue. It seemed that it was really because of this.

As for how it got to the point of going under the knife, I don't know what the mental process was like.

I couldn't explain it, so I could only shut up and nod.

He Naiko looked at Baqi who was silent and seemed to have constipation, and felt really powerless.

Did I pick the wrong person in the first place? Logically speaking, if you live to such an old age, you should have inner rifts and handle things in a prudent and thoughtful manner.

How did such a stupid person live to such an old age?

Is it just good luck?

"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding, all misunderstandings.

I apologize to you on her behalf. Just now you were guarding the door for me.

Now you go, this matter is over."

After saying that, He Naizi made way for Cai Gen to find happiness.

Does that make sense?

So why did this happen just now?

Enough support?

Where to eat?

Cai Gen carefully walked past He Naizi, passed Baqi, and walked into the toilet. He was a little regretful that he didn't take action.

I really wanted to see the blood splattered by the butcher's knife within five steps, but I never had the chance.

When Baqi saw Cai Gen leaving, he also wanted to leave quickly. Who wants to stay at the door of the toilet?

But after taking two steps, He Naizi grabbed him.

"That knife is pretty good, and it has a second-level form. It will be considered a national treasure if you take it back."

When Baqi heard this, he didn't understand why He Naizi fell in love with Cai Gen's sword.

"What do you want? Don't you mean to be low-key?"

He Naiko washed her hands and searched for a long time but couldn't find toilet paper, so she had to wipe it on Baqi's clothes.

"You are keeping a low profile, otherwise I would have robbed you just now."

Baqi looked at her wiping her hands in disgust, but did not hide.

"That's someone else's."

He Naizi didn't move, he was very stubborn.

"I want it, so I'll just buy it."

"You all know it's a treasure, how could they sell it?"

"I want it, so I might as well grab it."

This is such a direct brain circuit. As for how it was developed, Baqi is embarrassed to remember.

"He Naizi, don't be ridiculous. Killing him is not a big deal. It's embarrassing for me to steal things."

He Naiko is also very confused about Baqi's moral bottom line. It's okay to kill people, but it's embarrassing to steal things. What's the reason?

"I don't care, I just want it."

"You want everything, you want mountains, you want swords, what else do you want?

Let's not do this, okay?

There are all good things in this place, but they belong to others."

He Naizi was silent, but was not moved by Baqi at all. His dedication to Cai Gen's bone-cutting knife was comparable to Xiao Er's Mei Ganshan.

Cai Gen finally found his happiness and lit up a cigarette with great satisfaction. Smoking was not allowed in the waiting hall. Smoking outside would make your hands cold, so he could only indulge in his craving in the toilet.

I’ve finished posting today, and there are still a few days left for the Chinese New Year. It’s so confusing that I’ve forgotten the day of the week.

There should be only a few days before the New Year. I will post it after the fifth day of the New Year. There will be a wave of people on the return trip. As for whether I can get customers, it depends on fate. You can’t force it.

Should we celebrate the Chinese New Year in a store or at my mother’s house?

It’s better to stay in the store, it’s more spacious, and most importantly, it’s safe, so you can nip problems in the bud and don’t cause anything to happen during the Chinese New Year.

Do you want to get together with your brothers before this year?

By the way, we agreed to treat Xiao Datou and the others to dinner. I have been so busy these days that I forgot about having children. I wonder if they have returned to their hometown.

Who doesn't go home during the New Year? Let's talk about it after the New Year, or maybe we can get together again in the future if we are destined.

It’s Chinese New Year and it’s a bit far to go to Changbaisan to see Maomao, so let’s go to Naiman Bridge to see Duming.

No one is lonely, and he can be regarded as an old friend, although he is not my Cai Gen.

What delicious food should I bring to Duming?

Forget it, with such a big body, how many things can she eat?

What kind of species is that snake head outside?

Is it really Medusa?

Is that considered an invasion of alien species?

Seeing as Du Ming also has the body of a snake, could he be related in some way?

After thinking wildly for a long time, I smoked a cigarette very carefully and took nine puffs before I walked out.

As soon as I lifted up half of the curtain, I was stunned.

Why are these two people still at the door?

Are you waiting for yourself?

Isn’t what happened just now considered over?

Even if I knew you were a demon, I didn't say anything about slaying the demon. Do you want to kill me to silence me?

Cai Genqiang walked to the sink calmly and began to wash his hands slowly, always paying attention to the two people behind him.

"My name is Shutun. I'm really sorry about what happened just now."

Cai Gen didn't look back, Jiudun, what kind of name is this?

Nickname?

What kind of nickname is this?

The accent sounds like standard Mandarin, with no local characteristics. Cai Gen really can't tell the difference.

Since people are polite, I have no choice but to show the friendliness of a land of etiquette.

"Hello Jiutan, it's all a misunderstanding. Forget it, it's okay."


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