The bruised guy who was tortured by the cold words finally failed to survive that night and breathed his last breath in endless pain. For him, death was relief, doubt was a tragic fate, and only he could
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Di Zhijiao changed out of her floral dress and turned into a black brocade dress with gold trim. Her eyebrows were still like swords and her hair was neatly styled into a ponytail. This official Jia was in her own bedroom on the fourth floor of Pizza Hut.
, sitting on the bay window looking towards the street, holding a wine glass in his hand, with half of the fruit wine still in it.
Di Zhijiao's right thumb and index finger kept stroking the white porcelain wine glass, her brows slightly furrowed and her eyes deep in thought. She looked as if ghosts and gods were not close to her.
There was a knock on the door, and it was an old man's voice. I think it was the white-haired old man in the daytime. The white-haired old man's voice said respectfully: "Master Jia, the little boy from the West you ordered has been brought over and arranged to be with you.
The house next door."
Upon hearing that these subordinates had brought the person they wanted, Di Zhijiao came back to her senses and her eyes shone with golden light, but her voice was still cold as she said: "I understand, get out of here."
The white-haired old man outside the door responded, and without saying a word, he retreated.
After drinking the fruit wine in the white porcelain cup, he threw the quilt aside. The moment he stood up, the expression on his face changed like a magic trick, full of smiles. He went out and walked to the next room, knocked on the door a few times, and the sound
Gentle said: "Is Xiao Huidong here? Is Xiao Huidong here?"
There was silence for a few moments, and then people in the room responded happily: "Sister Jin, it's Sister Jin, Sister Jin, I'm here, I'm here."
Hearing the response from the person in the room, Di Zhijiao's smile was as bright as a flower, as if coming from the bottom of her heart. She opened the door gently, turned around and closed it again. On the bed in the room, as expected, the person who was lying on the bed for the first time was Leng Bu.
The boy who was saved by Yu.
Sitting on the edge of the bed, the injuries on Huidong's face would not fade away so quickly, but the happy expression made him look better. The little white kitten with one missing paw was still on the side of his head, but
At this moment, the little white kitten was curled up. Di Zhijiao wanted to get closer to the little white kitten, but had no choice, the little white kitten's hair stood up, opened its mouth to reveal its fangs, and made "ha" and "ha" sounds.
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Di Zhijiao had never raised a cat before, so when she saw this little white cat treating her like this, she frowned and felt displeased.
Huidong was somewhat aware of Di Zhijiao's character. He hurriedly endured the pain and stretched out his hand from under the quilt, caressing the little white cat. After stroking it gently, the little white cat gradually calmed down.
But unfortunately, whenever Dian Zhijiao wanted to get closer, the little white cat would return to its previous hostile and alert look, which made Dian Zhijiao feel somewhat unhappy.
No longer paying attention to the little white kitten, Di Zhijiao carefully looked at the injuries on Huidong's face. It looked like it would not heal in more than a month.
"Sister Jin, it's okay, those people..."
Before Huidong finished speaking, Di Zhijiao nodded, and then said: "I know that those people were killed by Leng Buyu. Huidong, although you did it unintentionally, you really did help you.
Sister Jin, also, did the Marquis a huge favor."
Hearing Di Zhijiao's words, Huidong frowned slightly, confused.
Di Zhijiao laughed, gently poked Huidong's eyebrows with his fingers, and then said: "Those people Leng Buyu killed, I don't know which city's craftsmen. But those damn guys killed, they were
This is Hansu City’s extremely important guards at this stage.”
"Guard? Important?"
Di Zhijiao nodded, but then she couldn't help but frown, her cheeks bulged slightly, and she didn't know whether she should explain to Huidong. Huidong had been watching people's words since he was a child, and he could see the hesitation in Di Zhijiao's heart, so he hurriedly said in a cheerful voice: "Jin
Sister, if it is a secret that is beneficial to the Marquis, there is no need for Sister Jin to tell it."
Di Zhijiao looked at Huidong, stretched out her hand to touch the young man's head, her eyes turned into a smile, and then said: "What a good boy, when you are healed, Sister Jin will take you to heal everything in Hansu City."
Eat all the food."
Huidong also grinned in response, and his eyes formed a line like Die Zhijiao.
There were a few more words to reminisce about the past, and then Di Zhijiao went out. Just as she went out, the same white-haired old man ran over, holding a piece of paper in his hand that was full of tiny words.
The note was written in black. Without saying a word, he handed the note to Die Zhijiao. Die Zhijiao took the note and looked at it carefully.
After reading the contents of the note, Di Zhijiao couldn't help but open her eyes wide, with an angry look on her face, and asked: "Are you really sure that that guy is Yan Yunqi's man?"
When the white-haired old man heard the words "Yan Yunqi", a fine sweat could not help but seep out from his brow. After wiping it off with his sleeve, he remained silent and nodded.
Di Zhijiao crumpled the note into a ball, frowned, and gritted her teeth. She kept muttering, "It doesn't make sense, it doesn't make sense."
The white-haired old man looked around and made sure that there was no one on the fourth floor. He said in a respectful and subtle voice: "Master Jia, after all, there is no airtight wall in the world. Look at this deal..."
Before the white-haired old man finished speaking, Di Zhijiao raised his hand to stop the white-haired old man from continuing. After a few more silences, Di Zhijiao sighed and said: "Since you're here, let's come, Baicheng
The Lord's Lijingmen is not a vegetarian either. Mr. Qin, let the brothers below stop for a moment. No matter how busy the gambling house is at night and day, this movement cannot cover everyone's ears and eyes."
The white-haired old man known as Mr. Qin nodded, and then asked: "What about Chaoyang Temple?"
After hearing about Chaoyang Temple, Di Zhijiao felt a little relieved, and then said: "On the other side of Chaoyang Temple, we should continue
Continue, continue. I, Mr. Jia Daguan, spent some money to build a stone Buddha. Could it be that it also violates my Daye code?"
Hearing Di Zhijiao speak like this, the white-haired old man actually felt a little more at ease.
Die Zhijiao smiled, and then said: "What a pity, what a pity, Mr. Qin, do you think City Lord Bai is repaying a favor or taking revenge?"
Hearing Di Zhijiao's question, the white-haired old man couldn't help but sweat dripping from his forehead again. He didn't know how to answer. But then he sighed helplessly and said: "I don't know, maybe it's repayment of kindness, maybe it's also revenge."
Di Zhijiao laughed and continued: "In such a big flower family, so many days have passed, but now we have not understood the truth. Not to mention the Daye Dynasty, if we look directly at the world, there is no such thing.
Panda is a genius in archery."
Qin Lao naturally understood the meaning of Di Zhijiao's words, and his voice was still respectful and subtle: "Master Jia, the Lord of Bai City is the Lord of Bai City, and the Young Master of the Hua Family is the Young Master of the Hua Family. Please come to Hansu City once in a while.
, you should just talk about this matter here, but don’t do it outside."
After hearing this, Di Zhijiao made a face at the white-haired old man for the first time, and said playfully: "Mr. Qin, you old man, just give it a hundred or ten thousand hearts. By the way, come here this time,
I'm afraid I won't be able to stay very long, that batch of goods must be completed soon."
Qin Lao nodded, but he still had some doubts in his heart. He didn't go around and asked directly: "Master Jia, is this batch of goods delivered?"
Di Zhijiao smiled slightly, and then said: "Anyway, it's better to just send it to the city that never sleeps."
As soon as he finished speaking, Di Zhijiao frowned, and then moved his hand back, causing Qin Lao to take seven or eight steps back before he stabilized his body. Qin Lao was a little puzzled at first, but when he looked at where he was originally standing, he couldn't help but
I was frightened and felt a chill running down my spine. Where Qin Lao was standing, there was actually a row of ghost-headed darts.
Dizhijiao moved her hand and held the Pai Gow Bone Whip at her waist, with a look on her face on guard.
"Mr. Qin, go back to the house, no matter what you hear..."
Before he finished speaking, there was another sound of "swishing", and the dice was lifted up fiercely, and the ghostly figure rushed towards Mr. Qin. The bone whip Huidong was in his hand, and then there was a "dinging, clanging" sound, and dozens of people were knocked down.
A ghost-headed dart.
"Mr. Qin, do you recognize him?"
Qin Lao lowered his head and carefully looked at the ghost-headed escort who was knocked down and nailed to the floor. He couldn't help but sucked in a breath of cold air, and then said: "Jia Daguan, the smiling Rakshasa calms down, this, this, this is the ghost hand
Cangfeng’s stuff.”
Hearing the four words "Ghost Hand Cang Feng", Di Zhijiao raised the corner of her mouth slightly, smiled evilly, and said in a cold voice: "The four great thieves, Ghost Hand Cang Feng from the east, why are you here in Hansu City?"
The fourth floor was quiet for a long time, and then a magnetic voice laughed a few times and said: "When I come to Hansu City, I naturally come to discuss business with Mr. Jia!"