Chapter 552
"That's right, I didn't lie to you, you are indeed about to be in trouble."
"Come with me, I'll take you to meet someone." He left these words and turned around to leave.
I frowned and asked, "Who are you going to see in the middle of the night? How dare I follow you if you don't even say your name."
He turned back and said: "I hope you can believe me, if you don't have the courage to follow me."
"you will regret."
"Even if you don't regret it now, wait until one day in the future."
"It's too late for you to regret."
I’ve come here, I can’t just go back, so I gritted my teeth and asked Brother Yu to follow me.
Qin Huaihu turned left and right, and finally brought us to the alley in the north of Fu Village.
There were four black cars parked outside the alley, all of them brand new Hutouben. None of the four cars had license plates.
Walking along the alley, you will find an old house at the end. The door is closed and the surroundings are dark.
The door is an old-fashioned black-painted wooden door with two rows of brass door nails. I guess it is quite old, probably from the time of Guangxu to the Republic of China.
Qin Huaihu stepped forward, grabbed the door knocker, and knocked three times.
A few minutes later, the old door was opened from the inside.
Qin Huaihu opened the door and motioned for Brother Yu and me to follow him in.
After entering, there was a small courtyard with three tile-roofed houses in the east, west, and north rooms. He took us towards the west room.
"Please stop."
There were four bald men standing at the door of the west room. The look in their eyes was like knives. They were almost as strong as Brother Yu, and their breaths were steady. The clothes on their chests were bulging so high that they almost burst... .
Qin Huaihu bowed and said, "I followed the Lord's order and brought him here."
"We were not notified."
"Please stand back."
Brother Yu frowned and looked at the bald man who was speaking, and stretched out his hand to block me.
"Please step back." The bald man said with a cold face.
Brother Yu took a step forward and said with a smile: "You are really interesting. You asked us to come here, but when we arrived, we were not even allowed to enter the house. What do you mean?"
The bald man stared at Brother Yu coldly, and Brother Yu looked at him without any fear, his face getting colder.
Qin Huaihu was sweating on his forehead. He wiped the sweat and said quickly: "Please tell the master that Qin Huaihu is here."
The air was anxious, and it was unpleasant to everyone. Brother Yu was about to have sex with the bald man, and that's when he saw it.
Squeak...
The wooden door slowly opened to both sides.
The four bald men immediately bent back and got out of the way.
Brother Yu sneered and stepped in.
The furniture in the room was classic, and the sandalwood scent was lingering. Although it was winter, I did hear a grasshopper's cry.
There were four bald men guarding the house outside, and there were still four people guarding the house at the moment.
These four people were all tall, short, fat and thin, and they were dressed in an eclectic way.
In the middle of winter, there was a fat man wearing a belly vest with a smile on his face. There was another man who was very thin. This man had a row of gold earrings on his right ear. They were pure gold. The reflection made half of his face shine with gold.
There are also two short old men. They look exactly the same, they are twins.
The four of them stood together as a wall, tightly protecting a figure.
I looked through the gap in the wall and saw a hint of purple.
Behind the four people is a woman.
The woman was wearing a purple cheongsam with several white flowers embroidered on it.
She faced me with her hands behind her back, and she had a bunch of thick and long braided hair on her back. The braid was very long and had already exceeded her buttocks. Her purple cheongsam had a big slit at the bottom, and her snow-white thighs were as if they were gelatinous, like a shadow. Its waist is sunken, outlining a standard S-shaped figure.
This woman...
The momentum is too strong....
She was so strong that I didn't dare to look at her for a second time.
She stood just behind the four of them, wearing a purple cheongsam with long braids, showing her nobility.
Qin Huaihu, a poet from Xi'an, has wild eyes.
After he came in, he knelt on his knees with a thud, his head hitting the concrete floor and not daring to raise his head.
I swallowed hard.
My hands and feet began to have nowhere to rest.
