Even if there are all his alerted men outside the secret room door, even if the men have all kinds of weapons in their hands.
But having experienced the war and the experience of life and death in the torrent of the times, Uncle Liu instinctively felt that the terrible shadow behind him could kill them all.
The other party even expected him to open the door and let people in.
Just like hunters looking forward to a killing game, looking forward to the taste of blood, just waiting for them to fall into the trap.
Uncle Liu's lips trembled, and he gritted his teeth and said, "I will do whatever you ask me to do."
Hearing this, the shadow behind him sighed slowly, seeming a little regretful: "Ah... what a pity."
Uncle Liu didn't dare to say anything anymore and lowered his head tremblingly: "You just tell me, I will do whatever I can do."
This night will become his nightmare for a long time.
…
When Manhua came out of the county public security bureau, it was completely dark.
She still felt like she was dreaming.
"Um...can we supply supplies to the Public Security Bureau canteen in the future?" Manhua pinched her arm, frowning in pain.
Ning Yuan rubbed her arm in a funny way: "Don't pinch me, it's true. The section chief who just received us from the secretarial department said that from now on, we will deliver the goods as soon as we have them, once every half a month."
In fact, what they can send over is not much, it can only supplement and improve the food in the staff canteen.
But this is also a big improvement. If the amount of goods is enough, the canteen of Guang County Public Security Bureau can earn a minimum of more than 100 gross profits a month.
Manhua was extremely happy, holding the list in her hand: "I will tell my wife and father-in-law when I get back!"
Ning Yuan delivered flowers to Hua Zi's cart and looked at the bags of fertilizer piled on Hua Zi's cart.
She bent her big eyes and said to Hua Zi: "Brother Hua Zi, you and Sister Manhua should go back first. My guy seems to have gone into the city too. I'll buy something with him before we go back."
Manhua was stunned for a moment, then winked at her and said with a smile: "Doctor Rong is here too, okay, let's go first so as not to disturb you two, but we have to go back early, the road is dangerous."
Ning Yuan was a little embarrassed, lowered her eyes, and waved her hand: "It's dark, Sister Manhua, Brother Huazi, be careful on the road."
After waiting for Manhua and Huazi's cattle cart to leave, Ning Yuan looked around calmly.
Chen Chen looked at Ning Yuan standing there, her head still, her eyes rolling, and her ears pricked up like a wary rabbit.
He looked at it in confusion for a while, and then began to imitate Ning Yuan by keeping his head still and moving his eyes around.
Ning Yuan looked at him sideways: "What are you doing?"
Chen Chen also looked at her sideways: "I'm learning from my sister-in-law, what kind of new way is this to exercise my eyes?"
Ning Yuan paused and took a deep breath: "I'm really looking to see if Uncle Liu's people are following us and if they are following Sister Manhua."
Chen Chen stopped squinting and said seriously: "Don't worry, no one will be watching us when we leave the entrance of the Public Security Bureau."
With his ability as a scout, he was very sure that no one was following him now - although he didn't know why Uncle Liu's people had withdrawn.
Ning Yuan was stunned: "Really, then you didn't tell me earlier!"
Chen Chen was puzzled: "But you didn't ask?"
Ning Yuan looked at him with a dead smile: "Then why do you want to imitate my moves? Has your captain ever said that you have a beauty that lacks a brainstem?"
Chen Chen touched the back of his head, but he didn't understand. He was very confused: "Isn't my brain stem missing?"
Ning Yuan rolled her eyes and turned around: "Let's go and wait for your captain."
He still doesn't understand the curse words these days without using curse words!
Chen Chen innocently followed Ning Yuan, wondering deep down in his heart, women are really strange things, they get angry at every turn.
Women are like this, so he should continue to be a boy!
When Ning Yuan and Chen Chen arrived at the door of the post office, the post office had already finished get off work.
There are no people on the street anymore.
Under the dim street lights, a tall and straight figure wearing a liberation cap stood there, and his shadow was reflected on the wall, like a beautiful silhouette painting.
Ning Yuan was stunned for a moment, then ran over with a smile: "Rong Zhaonan!"
Today was so thrilling, escaping from the crisis and seeing familiar people filled her heart with a sense of security.
The man turned his face with clear lines, looked at Ning Yuan, and said calmly: "Run slower, be careful if you fall and eat your shit."
Ning Yuan stopped and looked at him: "..."
You are such a good person, why do you have such a big mouth? The dog is really dead!
Ning Yuan took a deep breath and decided not to argue with this dog: "Dog, you eat...what about that, Rong Zhaonan, did you eat it?"
She made a lot of money today and encountered so many bad things. She couldn't wait to talk to this dog. After all, she might have to rely on him to help look after the house and defend herself in the future.
Rong Zhaonan didn't expect that he would become Ning Yuan's heart dog. He watched her run towards him and cared about whether he had eaten or not.
He was in a pretty good mood: "Not yet, all the stores nearby are closed."
Ning Yuan's big eyes widened, she patted him on the shoulder and said boldly: "It doesn't matter, come with me, I will take you to eat delicious food. I haven't been to the county town for many years."
As she said that, she suddenly looked Rong Zhaonan up and down as if she had discovered something.
Rong Zhaonan raised his eyebrows: "What are you looking at?"
Ning Yuan smiled and tugged on his sleeves: "Hey, isn't this the work clothes I brought you back in the city last time? You have a narrow waist and long legs! It looks great in it!!"
Most of the work clothes are ready-to-wear, loose and floppy, but Rong Zhaonan's suit is slim and slim. If she hadn't bought it herself, she would have thought it was made of some good suit material!
She looked at his hat again: "The new liberation hat looks good too!"
Wearing a liberation cap, his fair face showed a kind of handsome and cold lines.
Although Boss Rong is a bitch, he is a beautiful bitch!
Her frank and straightforward compliment made Rong Zhaonan cough slightly, and his fair face turned slightly red uncomfortably: "Well, Mr. Tang helped me revise it."
In the past, the girls in the compound chased after him, and most of them obeyed his skills and fists.
Good-looking is an insult when used on men these days.
She was the only one who was so generous and praised his face and body without restraint, but somehow she didn't hate him and felt quite comfortable.
Ning Yuan was a little surprised: "Grandpa Tang can change clothes. I thought Aunt Xia changed them."
Altering and making clothes are now essential skills for many women. After all, ready-made clothes are still expensive. It is normal for children to repurpose clothes that adults do not wear.
Rong Zhaonan said calmly: "There are more men than women in Europe who are tailors. Mr. Tang used to study in Oxford and learned to make suits in a tailor shop in his spare time. Later, when he was a professor in Shanghai, he also opened a Western suit shop."
Ning Yuan was stunned: "You know a lot."
Rong Zhaonan acted as if he was familiar with Europe, as if he had been abroad.
However, are the older generation of intellectuals so versatile? He can read, he can do Chinese medicine, and he can also make suits!
She pulled on his sleeve again and took a look: "Let me tell you, the cut looks a bit neat like a Chinese tunic suit."
It is obviously made of ordinary soft material, but it can produce such a straight effect, Mr. Tang is awesome!
"Hey, there seems to be a stain on your sleeve. It's dark red... is it blood?" Ning Yuan suddenly noticed a few drops of dark red stain on the cuff she was pulling.
Rong Zhaonan paused and pulled back his sleeve: "No!"
