After Qingming Taoist priest went far away, Lin Xuan looked at his distant back, and fell into the dilemma of thinking.
In the end, what kind of existence is this master Qingming Taoist who came and went without trace?
Is he a strict father who always treats him like his own, or the so-called leader of geocentric finance?
He is like a spring breeze, or is it true that he is behind the immortals, or is he a mysterious man wearing a unicorn mask?
He looked to one side. Luo Feng, who was knocked unconscious on the ground by himself, went forward, pulled Luo Feng and pressed it on his Yintang acupoint. After a while, Luo Feng coughed a few times. He woke up, opened his eyes and looked at Lin Xuan. His face was puzzled, "ah? This What's going on here? What about the old man
Lin Xuan indifferent smile, "you drink too much, see the eye, which has what old man, go!"
Luo Feng from the ground, slowly struggling to sit up, he rubbed his eyebrows, but also pinched the temple, his head is still a little dizzy.
Lin Xuan took out a pill and handed it to Luo Feng, "here, it's the medicine for nourishing the liver and protecting the stomach. After drinking wine, you can hurt yourself and take this medicine."
Luo Feng took the pill and put it into his mouth. It melted in the mouth. A cool and warm breath filled his mouth.
After a short stop, they returned to the city from the cemetery in the suburbs.
"Lin Xuan, what's going on? The old man, who calls himself a holy land walker, has been defeated and driven away by you Sitting in the car, Luo Feng is still a little confused to continue to ask.
Lin Xuan thought for a moment, "I didn't say that. He was a killer sent by the Ji family. Originally, I was almost killed by him. Fortunately, my master helped me in time."
"The mysterious Taoist priest of Qingming?"
"Well, yes!"
Luo Feng widened his eyes, "darling, how can you make so many things happen on the anniversary of Yingying's death?"
Lin Xuan is not satisfied, leisurely smile way: "coincidence!"
"But there are too many coincidences."
Lin Xuan said with a meaningful smile: "you, or cherish Li Lan, this girl is good."
Luo Feng had a big head and muttered, "well, stop, this matter, let me think about it carefully. I don't want to let down the affection of her sister."
"That's right. Treat her well. I think it's appropriate for you to be together. Poetry also thinks so." Lin Xuan a strong fan fire, want to match Luo Feng and Li Lan.
"Hey, Lin Xuan, when did you get old when you changed your career?"
"Please, because you are my good brother, this is not, want to help you solve the loneliness, finish your life."
"OK, I'll focus on it."
Lin Xuan no longer speaks, his heart is a little gloomy, he does not know, the next day, what will happen.
……
Shenzhen City, downtown block, a hot bar.
At the door of the bar, there are many security personnel who maintain the security order.
Luo Ping gets out of a taxi and looks at the Nightingale bar.
Looking at those who go in and out of the bar, they are not only some dragons and phoenixes, but also some beautiful men and women, talking and laughing.
Luo Ping is a little nervous, but she has made an appointment to meet in this Nightingale bar.
In order to get rid of Lin Xuan, she had to make some trouble.
She did not know, this time came to this Nightingale bar, will meet the killer, rely on unreliable.
She stepped into the bar, a little uneasy.
Those security personnel looked at her a few times, but did not stop, just some doubts.
At the age of Luo Ping, there are a few people who come to Nightingale bar.
Or, at her age, it's impossible for her to come to a bar for fun.
Of course, from the way she doesn't look around, she must be looking for someone.
Therefore, the security personnel did not obstruct, but let her in.
After entering the bar, Luo Ping came to a private room according to the agreement. She knocked on the door timidly. She even regretted that the place where she should not have made an appointment with that person was in this Nightingale bar.
"Dong Dong Dong..."
After a knock on the door, someone opened the door, poked his head out and put out a head. The man with the pigtail whip looked a little obscene and some sly.
"Excuse me, is brother wolf there?"
Luo Ping asked with some trembling.
Because the person who contacted the appointment called himself "the wolf". According to the report, it was said that it was a very mysterious organization, trained by the devil, and specialized in the private work of killing people.
Are you Luo Ping
The thief eyed man looked at Luo Ping and asked coldly.
"Yes, yes, yes, I made an appointment with brother wolf, so..."
Without waiting for Luo Ping to finish, the man with a sly look opened the door and said to Luo Ping, "you come in!"Then, turning to the private room, he called out: "brother wolf, Luo Ping is coming."
A very strong man, the exposed arm, almost all kinds of scars, but it is very strong, the face is also pitted, some greasy, some sloppy feeling.
All around him were young people who seemed to be mixed up in society, all of whom were extremely fierce.
As they drank, they called on some of the hostesses and yelled.
The wolf raised his eyes, looked at Luo Ping and asked indifferently, "are you Luo Ping?"
Luo Ping takes a look at the wrapped smoke in the private room. It's all places where people smoke after smoking.
If not to find someone, get rid of Lin Xuan, Luo Ping definitely would not come to such a place.
Luo Ping hesitated, nodded, scared heart, barely squeezed out a smile, "wolf brother, Hello!"
The girls who accompanied the wine looked at the wolf and said with a smile: "brother wolf, you should not have such a strong taste, do you? Even an old woman like this has to talk down? "
"Yes, brother wolf, are we sisters not fragrant?"
The wolf waved away those pretty girls. "Go away. I want to talk about business. I'll wait. I'll let you know whether you're good enough or not."
The girls had no choice but to step back.
And the wolf sat on the sofa, leaned back on the chair, raised his hand and motioned to Luo Ping, "sit down, you look for me, who do you want to kill?"
He leaned lazily on the sofa with a cigarette in his fingers and took a few puffs of cigarette with a smile in his eyes.
Luo Ping clenched her hands timidly. She was so nervous that her back exuded cold sweat. She did not dare to sit down. Instead, she asked in fear, "brother wolf, how much commission do you need if you want to kill someone?"
The wolf frowned slightly, relieved and said with a smile: "it depends on who is killed. Different people, different grades and prices are different. You can tell me first that you want to kill people, and I will give you an offer..."
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