Chapter 487： Boss is a girl 87

The subordinate went in, and there was no one else except the old and the young who were standing there tremblingly.

Searched around and found nothing.

"Helper, there is nothing."

A subordinate walked over with the old and young.

Xuan Yunzhi raised his head and glanced.

The old man must be at least seventy years old. He looks tough, trembling and wants to step forward to beg for mercy, but he seems to be afraid of the fierce and evil people around him.

Snot and tears

"Helper, we, we are honest people in our duty, thinking about opening a small shop to raise him. Please help the Lord, and spare my grandson's life."

While speaking, he knelt on the ground with a bang.

The grandson standing next to him looked twelve or thirteen years old, with a yellowish face and thin skin. He bowed his head and said nothing. He was wearing clothes with ragged patches and staring at a stone. He was probably frightened and stupefied.

Although Pang Lei was accustomed to seeing the darkness, he still had his own bottom line. Old and weak women and children would never be killed.

He sighed and looked up at Xuan Yunzhi

"Boss, it may be a mistake."

Xuan Yunzhi didn't speak, she just looked at the child.

After a long time, the look in his eyes became more and more indifferent, and then he walked to the child.

"He is your grandfather?"

Sudden inquiries.

The child was probably frightened, staggered for a moment, then looked up and nodded.

"How long have you lived with your grandpa?"

"Three Years"

It may be the reason why he hasn't spoken for a long time, and his voice is a bit small and hoarse.

Pang Lei didn’t understand why the gang leader would suddenly ask this. He stepped forward and asked

"Helper?"

Xuan Yunzhi didn't speak, but walked into the store.

The furnishings are simple, four huge pillars support this house, and a few tables are placed there.

"Leader, the brothers searched for nothing just now."

Pang Lei said.

Perhaps it was influenced by the words of the old man just now. Pang Lei had no doubts about the house, the old and the young, on the contrary, he sympathized with them.

After all, it is not easy to survive in troubled times.

However, Xuan Yunzhi didn't plan to leave just like that.

She stood in front of a pillar and patted it.

"Uncle Lei"

"Helper."

"I feel relieved every time I give you a task, because Uncle Lei is a very careful and rigorous person. For things like searching for opium sales addresses, Uncle Lei thinks he will make a mistake?"

"of course not!"

Out of the confidence that I have never missed a mission to perform tasks, I blurted it out.

"Then why does Uncle Lei think he made a mistake this time?"

She asked slowly.

Called Pang Lei mute.

Yeah, why do you think you made a mistake this time?

Is it because of the very difficult grandpa and grandson?

Xuan Yunzhi knelt down and took advantage of Pang Lei's distraction, the Weeping Blood Zhuzhan had already appeared in his hands.

She held the hairpin and plunged into this stout pillar.

As if cutting a piece of tofu, a rectangular hole was separated on the pillar.

Boom.

A piece of iron sheet fell on the ground.

Pang Lei followed his sight and found that the red-painted pillar was actually wrapped in a layer of iron sheet, and behind the iron sheet was a hole.

Xuan Yunzhi dragged out a big sack.

Shattered, some dark things were scattered all over the floor.

Pang Lei froze.

Xuan Yunzhi clapped his hands.

"Go and call someone to get the other four pillars open."

"Yes, helper."