Late autumn in Zhenjiang is already very cold. The cold nights in the north come earlier than in the south. At two o'clock in the morning, the water vapor in the air begins to condense and turns into silver frost in the early morning.
The street was very quiet. Occasionally, the sound of the watchman's gong could be heard in the distance. Xiao Liuzi rubbed his hands and breathed into his hands to disperse the cold and dark night. Song Wuye was the best night owl in Zhenjiang, a few meters tall.
In the building, I saw Mr. Song Wu holding the hook rope tightly with both hands, his feet a little on the wall, and when he loosened his hands again, he rushed upwards. Before Xiaoliuzi could take a closer look, Mr. Song Wu had already hung his hands on the room.
Liangshang
After swinging for two times, Song Wuye took advantage of this rebounding force and used his waist to push himself upside down onto the eaves of the window sill on the second floor. The whole movement was done in one go and was very beautiful. This made Xiao Liuzi below look at it.
He was dumbfounded and thought to himself that if he had Master Song Wu's ability, he would not have to worry about the lack of gold and silver.
Song Wuye is the best "night owl" in Zhenjiang. Over the past few decades, he has rarely made a mistake. I don't know how many literati and strangers who came to Zhenjiang have fallen into the hands of Song Wuye, losing gold and silver.
Song Wuye went up to the window eaves and was not in a hurry to start. Instead, he gently poked a small hole in the window paper and carefully observed it to make sure there was no sound inside. Song Wuye took out a blowpipe from his arms.
, put one end of the blow tube into the small hole, and blew twice into the small hole.
These two puffs of smoke can be said to be Song Wuye's unique skill, called "Five Steps of Soul Smoking". This smoke is very powerful. If ordinary people smell this smoke, they will probably fall asleep for most of the day, even some strange people.
I also fell under the mist of Master Song Wu.
Song Wuye blew the smoke and listened for a while with his ear against the window. He nodded with satisfaction. Out of confidence in his smoke, Song Wuye no longer hesitated, opened the window and jumped in quickly.
The room was dark, but to Song Wuye, this was nothing. The people inside were all under the spell of his own smoke, and they probably wouldn't wake up until noon tomorrow. Even if he sold them at this moment, they would all
have no idea
Thinking of this, Mr. Songwu took out the fire fold and lit it with a snap.
As soon as the fire was lit, Master Song knew that he was completely screwed this time. Three pairs of eyes were looking at him with smiles, as if he was a monkey in the hands of a monkey charmer. Master Song had no time to think about why these people were fooled.
There was no reaction despite being smoked. As a **Lake, Song Wuye made a prompt decision, blew out the firewood, and jumped towards the window.
"Creak", the window closed just in time, and the second master Song's feet were tightly grasped by a big man like an iron tower, unable to move. The fifth master Song knew that he had encountered a hard problem this time, and turned his eyes.
I don’t dare to have any intention of escaping again.
The oil lamp in the room was lit by a slender young man. With the light of the oil, Song Wuye finally saw the appearance of the three people clearly. The one holding his ankle was a man with dark skin like an iron tower. The one who lit the lamp was a
There was a tall young man with good features and a gentle man wearing glasses sitting on the bed, holding a gun in his hand and looking at him with a smile.
"What's your name?" Ma Tiexin flicked his wrist, and Song Wuye was caught seven inches like a snake. He was unable to move. Ma Tiexin stepped back, let go of his hand, and stepped on Song Wuye's back.
"Send your name," Ma Tiexin lit a cigarette contentedly and asked with a half-smile.
"Hey, you guys have something to discuss, the villain Song Wu!" Mr. Song Wu doesn't care about his seniority at this time. His life is in other people's hands. A good man will not suffer the consequences.
"Song Wu, what are you doing?" Ma Tiexin asked
"Xiao Liuzi said that these masters have a "heavy treasure", and Song Wu came here to hunt for it." Mr. Song Wu was honest at the moment. These three young people were not easy to mess with at first glance. As the saying goes, each has his own profession.
, If you miss, you will not lose your life. Those who know the rules will not take their own lives.
"Haha, Xiaolong, it turns out he's just a little thief!" Wang Daquan said cheerfully. He originally thought he was a traitor spy from Shanghai, but he didn't expect he was really a money-minded little thief.
"You're a thief at your level, don't you think it's embarrassing? Xiaolong, if you have time, you can teach him a few tricks so that this kid can gain some experience." Ma Tiexin smiled and said, in Deng Long's past, Li Kangkai and Ma Tiexin
Several people have said that he is a masked man who roams across western Hunan, a masked man who is hated by countless big landowners and squires.
"Lao Ma, don't laugh at me. I've lost that skill a long time ago." Deng Long put his hands behind his back and said with a smile.
"Do you want Master Song to die or live?" Ma Tiexin exerted his strength under his feet, and Master Song was immediately out of breath.
"Three gentlemen! Asking for wealth does not cost your life. The villain is just asking for wealth, and it will not cost the villain's life." Master Song Wu quickly begged for mercy.
"Well, Mr. Song Wu, you have a very powerful mouth. If you don't tell me clearly if you have any accomplices, I will get rid of you for the people of Zhenjiang today." Ma Tiexin took a puff of cigarette and said angrily.
"Yes, there is one, Xiao Liuzi, the culprit who called me to explore the treasures of these gentlemen. He is down there." Master Song Wu said quickly. It was all the fault of Xiao Liuzi.
I feel hate and regret in my heart
"Call him up," Ma Tiexin said coldly.
Xiao Liuzi waited for a long time downstairs, anxious. This Song Wuye has always been a profit-seeking man. It is estimated that he has pocketed all those oceans now, and his work has been in vain.
Xiao Liuzi spat on the ground, cursed at Song Wuye upstairs, retracted his hands into his sleeves, wrapped his arms around them, and was about to leave.
"Xiao Liuzi, you got it, come up quickly." Song Wuye was lying on the window, shouting to himself excitedly
"Fifth Master, I can't come up!" Xiao Liuzi shouted happily. It's not like Song Wu Master's conscience was all eaten by dogs.
"Just climb up slowly along the rope. When you get to the window, I'll give you a hand," Song Wuye shouted.
"Fifth Master, please take the money and let's divide it," Xiao Liuzi shouted. He has always been a little afraid of heights. He usually doesn't even dare to climb big trees, let alone the matter of climbing up to the roof and uncovering the tiles.
"Don't mention it, show it now so that you can settle the score. When you come down, you say that I cheated you. In one sentence, you will divide it when you come up. If you don't come up, I will take it all." Song Wuye shouted to Xiaoliuzi
Ma Tiexin, Deng Long, and Wang Daquan expressed their sincere appreciation for Song Wuye's acting skills. This old cunning guy can really act. No wonder he dares to pull teeth from a tiger's mouth.
"Yes! Fifth Master, please wait, I will crawl!" Xiaoliuzi was anxious and said quickly. At the same time, he cursed in his heart: "His grandma's Song Wuye, isn't it obvious that he wants to tease me? Take the money and share it with me.
That’s it, you know I can’t climb the wall, isn’t this torturing me?”
Master Song Wu turned his head and pretended to be crying: "I tell you guys, you should be satisfied now."
"Fifth Master, your acting skills are good. You can go to Shanghai to perform." Ma Tiexin smiled and blew the flue.
"I would like to ask some of you, why didn't you fall into my smoke?" Master Song Wu has always had this question stuck in his throat. He can't run away anyway, so he might as well ask clearly.
"What a piece of shit you are, it's okay to bluff others, but it's of no use to me. I'm invulnerable to all poisons." Ma Tiexin smiled and patted Song Wuye's head, which was wearing a melon-skin cap.