The white-haired girl poked her head out from Wang Jin's collar and shook her head slightly.
Wang Jin looked at the big ear brought to his mouth and began to hesitate whether to take a bite.
This fox took advantage of its small size to keep hanging on itself.
Wang Jin didn't even know how she did it.
Although he is in human form, he can hold on to his clothes tightly and prevent himself from falling.
Like a koala guarding a wooden branch.
Just now, she used the cold weather as an excuse to go even further and got directly into his coat.
This made Wang Jin feel like he had jumped from a tree branch into a kangaroo.
He was actually a little relieved.
At least this time it's an animal.
Wang Jin originally planned to refuse forcefully, but after thinking about the threats she mentioned on the train, she decisively chose to follow her heart.
Fortunately, Hu Xiaobei is very light, not even much heavier than Wang Jin's backpack.
So he hugged the naughty little fox and rushed to the nearby fishing village as quickly as possible.
This place is already quite far away from Zhaotong County, so it looks even more desolate.
Of course, there must be a reason for forming a village.
This tributary of the Songhua River is the livelihood guarantee of the villagers. Their rations and money all come from those delicious fish.
Before Wang Jin entered the village, he could see the bamboo rafts leaning on the shore.
This thing is rare, and it may have been preserved until now because of the remote location of the fishing village.
There was no one in the village, so Wang Jin could only observe other things temporarily.
Such as these houses.
The houses in the fishing village are arranged very neatly, but there is something wrong with them.
Nine rows and nine columns, square and square.
The fact that there are so many people here shows that it was once very prosperous, but then it gradually declined for some reason.
Although most of the houses are empty, there are still signs of habitation in a few.
They are all concentrated in the first and second rows.
There are almost no signs of use in the back, especially the last room in the last row.
"Song Paitou...how to find this?"
Although Hu Xiaobei has always relied on Wang Jin, she has not been idle either.
The girl is holding her business card, trying to find some useful information.
Unfortunately, there is only a village name on the business card and no other details.
"There's a child there."
Wang Jin raised his eyebrows, took Hu Xiaobei out and put him on the ground, then walked quickly towards the figure in the distance who was quietly looking this way.
The linen bunt is obviously a kind of clothing only found in rural areas, and the dark skin also shows that he has been active in the sun all year round.
Although he is called a child, the man is about the same age as Wang Jin.
Even a little older.
It's just that Wang Jin doesn't have the youthfulness of a young man, but instead has a maturity that's not normal.
"Um?"
Wang Jin had just taken two steps when he saw the boy running towards him.
There was something waving in his hand.
If it was the first time he saw it, Wang Jin might not be able to tell the difference.
But now he could easily tell that the boy was wielding a machete.
"ah--!!"
The man shouted loudly, as if to embolden himself.
“…”
Wang Jin looked at the other party helplessly, without moving.
Whoosh!
The wind blade passed by, and Hu Xiaobeika, who turned back into a girl, knocked the machete away from the opponent's hand at the last second.
The kid waved his arms and tried to kill Wang Jin with the air.
Snap.
The square machete was caught firmly by Wang Jin and then placed on the opponent's neck.
Wang Jin is very talented in cold weapons, so he can create this rather rogue technique of sword dance on his own.
If he could have been injured by a machete, he wouldn't be alive now.
"Boy...look at me."
Wang Jin sighed, his voice flat.
He didn't use his evil look, and his tone didn't even have the slightest emotion.
But the child's eyes were still a little dodgey when he looked over.
Maybe it's because of the knife on his neck?
Even so, the man was trying his best to overcome it and try to make eye contact with Wang Jin.
"That's what I wanted to say from the beginning."
Wang Jin shook his head and waved the machete in his hand twice.
"Can this thing be called a weapon? It's so powerful to swing it empty..."
"The center of gravity is also wrong. A normal knife should be heavy in the front and light in the back, so that it can penetrate the bone with one strike and cause maximum damage."
"And this knife has no tip, so it can't even do the most basic stabbing... Isn't this a joke?"
Wang Jin shook his head and threw away the machete in his hand with disgust on his face.
The man was stunned.
He couldn't understand why this guy who was a little younger than him was so professional.
It's like I've actually killed someone.
Dang.
The machete fell to the ground, and the man woke up as if from a dream.
He grinned, a hint of happiness appearing on his dark face.
Bang!
The steel balls poured out and shattered the water tank nearby.
The next second, another thing hit the man's head.
The hot metal burned the skin, and the person being held up did not dare to move.
Although he had never seen it before, he knew exactly what it was.
gun.
This exquisitely shaped thing that looks like a work of art really shattered the water tank with one shot just now.
My brain definitely can't bear it.
"So, this thing is more useful."
Wang Jin grinned and used a little force on his hands.
Alice struck the man on the skull and pushed him over.
"Do you want to talk to me or to it?"
Wang Jin pointed at himself and then at Alice.
At this time, there is no need for the evil dragon sign.
Anyone would be scared to have a shotgun put to their head.
"Talk to...talk to you."
The man frowned and spoke slowly.
"name."
Wang Jin asked coldly, rubbing his finger back and forth on the trigger.
"Two...two dogs."
"Last name?"
"Last name, surname Liu."
"Um…"
Wang Jin nodded, a flash of disappointment flashing in his eyes.
Just now he thought this boy was Song Paitou's son.
"I'm looking for Song Paitou."
Wang Jin narrowed his eyes and asked again.
He knew that Song Paitou had disappeared, and he just asked this question to see if this guy was being dishonest.
"Song Pai..."
squeak…
The door panel in the first row and column was pushed open, and a heart-wrenching sound sounded, interrupting Ergouzi's reply.
Snap, snap.
Someone shuffled out slowly.
"I'm Song Paitou, what's wrong?"
The visitor slowly raised his head and looked at Wang Jin.