Chapter 170

There is an idiom that goes like this. It goes down when it goes up.

The origin of this idiom is probably related to metaphysics. The ancients paid special attention to the concept of midnight. They thought that noon and midnight were the highest points of the highest Yang and the lowest Yin.

Noon is the time of the day when Yang Qi is at its peak. At this time, ghosts avoid it, but it is also the time when the extreme Yang begins to fail and moves towards the extreme Yin, so it is the time when the extreme Yang begins to decline.

It's exactly what time it is in the afternoon. Li Nanfang, who just woke up, still doesn't know. However, from the perspective of the sun in the west, it should be around five o'clock. Zhiyang has already changed to Zhiyin. Although the sun is still bright, according to the legend, those evil spirits have already begun to appear at this time.

According to this statement, there should be many evil spirits hiding in the disorderly graves along the Bank of the Yellow River. Therefore, Li Nanfang felt that it was normal to see a hanged ghost with his tongue sticking out.

There were no hanged ghosts, only two people, wearing camouflage clothes and hoods of the same color on their faces, went to the place a few meters away from Li Nanfang, squatted down and whispered there.

They all have guys in their hands, not pistols, but standard knives.

Li Nanfang is not a killer, but he knows that real killers seldom use pistols. Like the killers in the movies, they always take out pistols, even hold a small charge and sweep wildly, not caring about the lives of passers-by.

It's just farting. The real professional killers are very principled. They only kill the target and never harm the innocent. So they don't use guns until they have to. Most of them use cold weapons.

Of course, mercenaries are different. When they fight, they all use the most advanced guns in the world. All the moving objects that are not our own are in the range of being killed once they are found.

However, mercenaries only operate in Africa, the Middle East and the golden triangle. Countries like Huaxia, which pay the most attention to the safety of people's lives, have no place for them at all.

If you don't believe it, you dare to follow the example of those drug dealers in the golden triangle area, and come to Huaxia street with bazookas on your shoulders for a few steps. If you keep it, you will not be killed and your ancestors will not be able to live in peace.

After seeing the knives on the ground, Li Nanfang knew who they were.

He didn't plan to meddle in his own business. As long as these two killers don't come to provoke him, they can do whatever they like. Do they come to bake sweet potato in this deserted grave?

In order to avoid being misunderstood, Li Nanfang took a sneak look at the two and lay down slowly.

The waist deep grass, as well as the pine and cypress for many years, are the natural barriers to hide him. As long as he blocks his breathing, those people can't find him a few meters away.

When he wanted to sleep a little longer, he thought of a famous saying of Lao Zhao, how can others snore on the side of the bed?

Li Nanfang is a magnanimous person. If other people want to sleep beside him, they can't help it. But if they really want to sleep, it's not good to suddenly give him another knife.

So Li Nanfang can't sleep, and he can't be exposed before they leave, so as not to be misunderstood.

The two men were very kind-hearted. They seemed to know that squatting here would disturb Mr. Li's rest. After muttering for a few minutes, they learned that suoso left.

That's right. We should pay attention to public morality.

Li Nanfang breathed a sigh of relief, put his arm on his face and went to sleep again.

It seems that just after praising those words, his voice came back and woke him up, this time from the left.

He's a little annoyed. He's not finished. He's gone and coming again. It's no good to let people have a good sleep. It's all because there are too many people in the world. It's hard to squeeze them if they don't die.

However, Li Nanfang soon found that he had misunderstood those people. This time he came from the left, and the one who had just left at that time, were not a group of people, but also two. They were a pair of men and women. They didn't wear camouflage clothes, dark blue lovers wear sports money, and they were wearing silk stockings on their heads. They should have just bought them, but the labels were not removed.

XianMei brand silk stockings, developed by kaihuang group with huge investment, are of good quality. They can not only wrap a girl's legs tightly, but also wear them on her head without revealing the bottom color. Li Nanfang thinks of a marketing strategy. When he has time, he can call ye Xiaodao and sell him a batch of XianMei silk stockings. It's OK to sell them in the killer world, and then he can get some commission.

These two people didn't carry any guns. It's really hard to do in China, but standard knives are sold all over the world. Taobao has them. For hundreds of yuan, you can get one that is said to be used by the island criminals in World War II. If you replace it with a fake one, there's no reason to return it in seven days.

They're not really Islanders, are they?

Seeing the man with a bulging chest pulling out a short knife from the scabbard and gently wiping it on the blade, Li Nanfang thinks it's very professional. Ye Xiaodao used to do this action when he killed an island woman.

The key point is that the short knife used by this woman is not the one sold on Taobao. The snowflake pattern reflected from it, and the professional blood groove on the blade, Li Nanfang can conclude that it is a rib.

The Dao used by island warriors is a complete set. There are several. The longest one is used for fighting, the second one is used for fighting with others, and the shortest one is called Lei Cha. It is used for cutting meat and committing suicide by laparotomy.

It's also the sharpest one. After all, it's possible to cut your stomach with this knife. Of course, the sharper the knife, the better. Don't you suffer less?

Li Nanfang once had a big drink. He once called the Secretary General of the United Nations and suggested that when he visited the island countries, he had better give the prime minister a word about whether he could give a helping hand to all the people of the island countries. If he couldn't think of it, he could commit suicide by laparotomy at any time, so as not to die again.

Compared with the two men just now, this pair of men and women are just like the bad side of female killers, which shows that their Kung Fu is not too good, and their means of killing people are also very crisp.

Let them fight with those two people, and it won't be long before they can take care of each other.

When Li Nanfang is a referee, he will be absolutely impartial, guaranteed by his personality.

All of a sudden, two groups of killers appeared in the deserted Huanghe luanhenggang to disturb Li NanFang's rest. This really made him a little annoyed. He was staring at Nu Sha's bulging chest and wondering whether to kill the man or the woman. When he "killed" the woman, he suddenly whispered, "here it is!

Finally, the goal is coming. The play is about to begin. Li Nanfang thinks that these two groups of killers should be aimed at one of the goals. He doesn't know who is so honored to be taken care of by the two groups of killers. This is a very interesting phenomenon.

The male and female killers stood up, bent down like civet cats, and sped past Li NanFang's grave. Because they were concerned about the distant targets, they didn't see Li Nanfang staring at Nu Sha's plump buttocks.

Two cars, five people, along the uneven to the side of luanhenggang.

If he has a loose hand, Yue Zitong doesn't want to choose this place to build a new silk stockings production workshop. After he comes to the expressway, there are obviously fewer vehicles on this side. When he comes to the potholes, there are only two of them. The grass on the side of the road is waist high, and large areas of saline alkali land are desolate. You can see the distance at a glance.

This side of luanhenggang has always been the source of strange things. Yue Zitong doesn't believe that there are ghosts in the world. In the past, when she was an agent, she had a proud record of lying in a wasteland grave in the middle of the night.

Of course, you have to be accompanied, or you can't scare yourself to death?

As long as the plant area is built and more people are recruited, the popularity here will naturally be strong. After all, evil will prevail.

Yue Zitong looked out of the window. When he thought of this, He Lan Fusu, who was driving, said, "Zitong, can you tell me why?"

This is the first thing they said when they got on the bus.

You can't imagine that two men and women who love each other haven't spoken to each other in the same car for such a long time. That's because they don't know what to say.

Sitting in the co driver's seat, Yue Zitong still looked out of the window and pursed his lips slightly: "Fusu, sooner or later, you will know."

Helan Fusu laughed and said faintly, "if I die?"

Yue Zitong looked back at him: "this mission is very dangerous?"

The sincere worry in her eyes warmed Helan Fusu's heart: "you should remember how I said the first sentence when I gave you a theoretical class?"

"Danger, everywhere."

Yue Zitong blurted out this sentence, lowered his eyes and said in a soft voice: "I will remember every word you say."

This is a bit of boasting. For more than six years, Helan Fusu has said many words to her. If she can keep them in mind, she is a computer, which can be upgraded at any time.

Helan Fusu, however, believed that what she said was true - words that only two people could understand.

"Every task, whether it's difficult or not, I'll make arrangements for the future."

Helan Fusu flicked the steering wheel to avoid a den: "that way, I can concentrate and deal with accidents that may occur at any time. But this time, I'm concerned. "

Yue Zitong understood what he meant by that. His mouth moved and he was silent for a long time.

The car stops. To the north is luanhenggang, and to the south is saline land. If you stand here and look down, you can see the terrain more clearly.

The car behind also stopped.

Sitting at the back, Dong Jun looked at the two people in front, dialed a number and asked faintly, "are you ready?"

"Well, don't make any mistakes. If you are caught by Mr. Fusu, I believe the new sister has made it clear how to deal with it. If there are casualties, don't worry. I guarantee that your family will never lack food and clothing. "

"Later, when you see me throwing out the mineral water bottle, do it. Remember to follow the plan and never hurt the target. "

"I believe that with your tacit cooperation, I can perform well. After that, I'll give you an extra sum of money as a reward. "

After Dong Jun finished, he turned off the phone, picked up a bottle of mineral water, opened the door and got off the car.

Looking at Dong Jun, Yue Zitong took a deep breath and pushed the door open: "Fusu, if I am no longer a clean woman, what would you feel like?"

With a slap, Helan Fusu reached out and grabbed Yue Zitong's left arm. He asked in a trembling voice, "who is that man?"

Helan Fusu is indeed extremely smart. From Yue Zitong's seemingly mindless words, we can guess what happened at once.

In his excitement, Yue Zitong's arm was very painful. She didn't struggle and stared out: "I can't say."

Helan Fusu immediately asked: "do you love him?"

"I only care about you."

Yue Zitong looked back at his eyes and answered softly.