Chapter 726

Chapter 726

"It's me." The voice on the phone sounded cold.

"Tian...Tian Sanjiu..."

"What are you looking for me for?" I was a little nervous.

Tian Sanjiu sneered and said: "In order to avoid any trouble, I took care of the end. Xiang Bantou... I suddenly felt that you should do something."

Tian Sanjiu's tone was a little playful.

"I sent you a text message with the address. I left you a little gift. You can take care of it yourself." He hung up the phone after saying that, and I received the text message quickly.

Looking at the address Tian Sanjiu gave me, I frowned and thought, "He got the Tasha, we got the Iron Buddha, everything is settled, what else is left for me?"

I told the boss what happened, and he looked thoughtful. He seemed to have thought of something and said to me: "It's okay. You can go to Yunfeng."

"Boss, do you know what Tian Sanjiu left for me?"

He shook his head and said nothing.

"Hey, Fengzi, you don't want to eat hot pot anymore. You just ordered mutton rolls."

"You guys eat, I'll go out and come back in the evening."

I took a taxi to a nearby place and looked for the address. It was a bungalow in a village in the city with a house number. It was very shabby.

Because I was afraid of being seen, I wore black clothes, a hat and a mask for cover.

"Squeak..."

The wooden door was unlocked, so I pushed it open and entered the house.

The room was very dark and damp, and had a strange smell.

"Bahta." I touched the switch on the wall and turned on the light.

There was light in the cabin and I saw it.

Lying on the broken bed was a dying old man. The old man's clothes were thin, the blood on his face was dried, his eyes were swollen and still leaking pus. The old man's forehead was covered with dense burns from cigarette butts. His right arm seemed to be broken, and the little finger of his left hand was also injured. Cut off and wrapped in plastic bag.

Mr. Xing...

It's Wang Xinggui...

He was still trying to breathe because he couldn't see. He didn't know if he heard any noise, and his neck moved slightly.

Closing my eyes, I couldn't bear to look at the old man's current appearance.

Tian Sanjiu beat the man like this, deliberately left a breath, and then let me come, just to see what I would do.

The head should have guessed, but he acquiesced.

On the broken bed, Mr.

I took a deep breath, turned around and left the cabin.

An hour and a half later, I came to the hut and closed the door.

Wash the coffee powder with mineral water and stir evenly.

"Master Xing, come on, drink some water."

I fed him two sips of coffee from the bottle.

Mr. Xing took two sips and lay on the broken bed, his breathing gradually calmed down. He slowly closed his eyes and fell asleep.

I was watching next to him.

Mr. Xing seemed to be dreaming, and a smile suddenly appeared on his lips.

I guess his dream was like this.

It was in autumn, on a large cotton field, a young and beautiful girl was sitting on a tractor, surrounded by picked cotton. White cotton balls were blown up by the wind and fell on the girl's hair.

Mr. Xing helped the girl pick the cotton and said with a smile: "Xiaoqin, look, the cotton is all on her head."

The girl turned back and smiled: "Brother, let's drive the tractor. I can drive it."

Mr. Xing jumped on the tractor, pointed at the endless cotton fields in front of him and said loudly: "Let's go! Let's go!"

Rumble.....

The tractor started, and the girl held on to the handlebars, screaming in fright.

The two of them rode the tractor farther and farther away, and slowly disappeared at the end of the cotton field...

He will no longer wake up from his dream.

I looked down at the old man on the broken bed. He was still smiling, but a tear suddenly fell from the corner of his eye.

I took off my hat and bowed.

"Master Xing."

"Go well."