Boss Gao pulled the noodles, which were left over from being overcooked by Bell Ding. He found a bowl and fished out some noodles.
I scooped some more marinade and poured it on the noodles, stirred and stirred, peeled a head of garlic, and threw one into my mouth.
After chewing it for a while, the spicy taste stimulated my mouth and tongue. I picked up the noodles and snorted them, cursing as I ate them.
"Gao Ming, you are so old and confused! You know that the little blind man can't stand it alone and you let them go! You are so old and confused! No matter how much Ling Ding looks like your daughter, and no matter how much the little blind man looks like your son, you shouldn't let them go! Gao Ming You idiot!"
He was scolding himself.
He threw another piece of garlic into his mouth, which caused mucus to come out of his nose. He blew it and then ate and cursed.
"Boss, we're looking for someone." The waiter knocked on the door but didn't open it. He just said at the door.
Lao Gao wiped his eyes and said vaguely: "I know."
After saying that, he threw the garlic into the noodles one by one, carried the noodles out of the door, stirred them as he walked, and kept cursing in his mouth. He walked all the way to the living room. The big bowl was empty, leaving only a solitary man. Zero garlic cloves.
Dip it in the remaining marinade, put it in your mouth, and chew it carefully. It's spicy and slightly salty.
He puffed up his belly, wiped his mouth with his sleeves, and got some marinade on his beard. He straightened it out a little and opened the door.
Lao Gao put the bowl aside and put on a smile.
Looking past the layers of killers, he saw the woman sitting at the table sipping tea. The woman's face was unremarkable, with a few scars marring her appearance, but her temperament was as cold as a big gun, brave and indomitable.
He was dressed in red clothes and dressed in a powerful outfit, with one eye covered in silk, a neat ponytail, and a pigeon blood gemstone on his forehead. A large gun was leaning against the edge of the table, about three meters tall, as thick as a child's arm, and covered with tough calf leather. The tip of the gun has a red tassel hanging down, and a string of inch-long tassels.
His eyes immediately hardened, and his smile became stiff.
"Why is Li Jiuling here too?" he thought to himself.
The woman also spoke: "It's been three years since we parted ways in Yue Ling. How is Boss Gao doing lately?"
Lao Gao stroked his beard and tried to calm down: "It's pretty good."
"Oh? How good is it?" She poured tea again.
Lao Gao came closer and sat next to Li Jiuling: "It's just... quite happy."
"Oh? How happy are you?" She asked again, and after smelling the breath, she leaned back slightly and poured tea for Lao Gao again.
"Generally happy." Lao Gao said in mumbo jumbo.
"That's pretty good." Li Jiuling nodded and pushed the tea cup over, "Drink tea first."
Lao Gao picked it up and took a sip, chewing the tea leaves.
"I asked the man to conduct an autopsy. He was killed with one knife. The knife was sharp and the hands were quick, and the moves were ruthless. The blind man who wanted to protect Yang Yunhu was a master of using a knife. The last time I saw such knife skills, it was the knifeman who used it. "Li Jiuling talked about the men in blood-clothed clothes who were beheaded by Qin Xiya. She took a sip of the green tea and said again,
"I have also been to Yang Yunhu's mansion. The traces of the scene were too badly damaged. I could only make out the flying thunder in the sleeves and the magic beam.
But what puzzles me is what exactly appeared at that time, with such a huge... size and excessive blood stains. "
Lao Gao shook his head: "I don't know."
"Haha, Boss Gao doesn't have to be like this. I know what you did. Have you seen Yang Yunhu tonight?"
"I've never seen it." Lao Gao shook his head again.
"How long have they been leaving?" Li Jiuling asked again.
"Who are they?" Lao Gao asked confused.
"Hmph, you go chase him first, I'll talk to Lao Gao." Li Jiuling ordered the killer beside him.
The other killers didn't say a word and left voluntarily. Those who jumped out of the window and those who walked through the door looked for the nearest route. The living room where only the two of them were left seemed spacious.
She stood up and walked around. When she looked again, her arms were long, her hands were long, her legs were long, and she could already tell that her figure was taller and taller than most men.
Walking to the tip of the gun, he reached out and opened the holster.
Bailong stuck out his tongue, and the tip of the spear shone with a bright cold light.
Holding the faucet with one hand, twisting and unloading, the gun head was removed. The gun barrel hit the edge of the table and made a dent.
"Two horses, two guns." Li Jiuling said this, using his arm as a pole, he pointed directly at Boss Gao's left shoulder socket, and then pierced the right shoulder socket with a move.
Lao Gao groaned, gritted his teeth and accepted it, and squeezed out two words from between his teeth: "Thank you for your mercy."
"Although there are not many rules in the Bloody Clothes Building, they are not without rules. Boss Wang Gao remembers to clean up the traces the next time he shows favoritism to avoid being found out." Li Jiuling took out a piece of cloth from his waist, wiped the tip of the gun, and covered the gun. Put it back on again.
He picked up the gun barrel, put it on his shoulder, and walked straight out of the door.
Lao Gao was sweating and in pain, but he still asked: "How did you know?"
Li Jiuling turned around and said, "The waiters in the shop are full of talk, but I advise you, Lao Gao, to replace a few people around you. Everyone knows what kind of person you are. Don't raise an unfamiliar white-eyed wolf."
After saying that, I stopped talking and walked out the door.
The waiter was holding a food bowl with large pieces of bone-in pork filled with egg whites and yolks, and sprinkled with tea leaves and salt. The wooden barrel on the ground beside him was filled with the fragrance of milk.
He was feeding a foreign object.
Even if it is a horse, it is too big. An ordinary horse is already more than a head taller than an ordinary person, but this bay red horse is taller and stronger, with clear and distinct muscle lines all over its body, and it is as hard as iron even if it is not deliberately exerted.
Meat and eggs are used as food, and cow and goat milk are used as drink. It is abnormal no matter how you look at it.
Li Jiuling stood next to the horse. The contrast between the seven-foot female figure and the eight-foot horse figure was unexpectedly harmonious.
Seeing that the person had come out, he looked up at Li Jiuling with a humble look on his face, and said with a smile on his face: "Master Li, that..."
He stopped talking, just smiled and rubbed his hands, but the meaning was already clear.
Li Jiuling took out ten taels of silver and threw it to the waiter. He got on his horse, glanced at the waiter, and asked with a sarcastic smile: "How is Boss Gao treating you?"
"Very good." The waiter bit the snowflake silver without thinking, as if to verify that he was not dreaming.
"Well, it's pretty good, isn't it?"
"It just... makes people feel warm."
Li Jiuling shook his head, clamped his legs on the horse's belly, and the horse ran,
She also took advantage of the situation and raised her gun, shattering the back of Xiao Er's head with one shot, splattering white, yellow and red all over the floor.
"Then you are still betraying him?" She left a sentence, which fell into the ears of the waiter who was still staring at him.
However, the horse has already run away with the people.
After Lao Gao took care of his injuries and went out, he saw the waiter in a pool of blood. He sighed and called the other clerks.
"Bury it. I'll get some money tomorrow. I remember he still has his parents, so I'll pick someone who can go out of the city quickly to deliver it to my two elders. From now on, I'll just send some money and food every month and record it in my account." He As he ordered, he saw the twelve taels of silver in the pool of blood, walked over, picked it up, wiped it clean, and handed it to another waiter beside him, "Give this to someone else too, don't be greedy for ink."
He shook his head: "Li Jiuling, the leading gun, little blind man, you have encountered a hard idea..."
Both men and women in Daqi can join the army. In non-war times, it is subject to voluntary service. After joining the army, they serve in the army for eleven years.
She joined the army at the age of twelve, took off her armor at the age of twenty-three, entered the Blood Clothes Building at the age of twenty-four, was appreciated by the owner of the Blood Clothes Building at the age of twenty-six, learned the inner qi technique, and got the right to operate a branch of the Blood Clothes Building.
It is said that killers often pursue concealment when they attack, but Li Jiuling is different. If she accepts a call, she often announces it in advance, waits until the other party is heavily guarded and invites experts, and then goes alone.
The target dies, the guards die, the servants die, the maids die, and the whole family is wiped out.
You want to ask why?
Because she has a murderous streak.
This embryo-killer got off his horse and chased after him, following the mark left by the man in blood.
Riding all the way,
He saw the broken body fist lying on the ground.
The two looked at each other,
"Li Jiuling?" Canshen Quan was stunned.
Li Jiuling ignored him and passed by.
Canshen Quan only saw Li Jiuling's eyes turned red.
The murderous nature fills the heart, and the red veins penetrate the eyes.
