Seven Evil Slips Chapter 26:

The night's gathering and parting follow fate, filled with uneasy but deliberately suppressed feelings.

The news of Luo Ren's injury spread, but just like Muyo's kidnapping, Huo Zihong and others had to be kept secret. Aoki had not returned, and Zheng Mingshan stayed in the bar instead of him. When he saw Huo Zihong, he said politely: Master Plum Blossom Jiuniang He is seriously ill, but intends to pass on some "press box bottom" skills to Kiyo, so these days he takes Kiyo to retreat, and does not allow anyone to disturb him or communicate with the outside world.

That's right, Huo Zihong was a little relieved: Then Mrs. Mei is paranoid, she really looks like someone who can do this, no wonder why she couldn't get in touch with Kiyo these two days.

It's just that I still can't feel at ease in my heart, and I only talk to Uncle Zhang behind my back.

"For a while now, I've been feeling uneasy, and I always feel that something happened. Ever since Luo Ren let the Japanese live in - it's not that I'm stingy, it's just that that person is Luo Ren's friend , Luo Ren's house is so empty, don't you think it's strange not to stay in their house, but to live in a bar instead?"

Uncle Zhang said: "It's a bit weird, and that old man Zheng, the Phoenix Tower opened well, but he closed his business without saying a word. He didn't know where he went, and he couldn't be contacted."

Huo Zihong was worried: "This Luo Ren, I looked good at first, but now I think he is weird-if he keeps like this, I don't feel relieved to hand Muyo to him."

Said and sighed: "It's not just them, we ourselves, all of them are also quite strange. These three thousand and three thousand people have been running in and out more than ten times in one night. What are you doing?"

When she said this, Shisan trotted out again.

Why go, things have to start with Cao Jiefang.

After learning from Uncle Zhang that the fake show had become real, Ten Wan felt anxious like an ant on a hot pot. A small part of it was due to anxiety. Chu Chu had some small emotions; most of them were afraid that Cao Yanhua would find him desperately, after all, he was the one who came up with the idea.

So, before the news leaked out, he hurriedly tried to remedy it.

The previous pheasant notice was completely unqualified. He redrawn it, copied dozens of sheets and pasted them everywhere. It is worth coveting, and he also specially added a sentence to the notice: My mother is very old, and this chicken is by my side every day. It is an indispensable spiritual comfort for my mother, and kind people are welcome to return it.

The implication is: we are willing to pay 800 because of its "emotional value", not because the pheasant is worth 800.

With a great reward, there must be a brave man. This night, there was an endless stream of people who came to receive the reward.

Some came with a big rooster, and after being rejected, they complained: "Aren't they all chickens? Anyway, you lost that one too, let's make a living and raise it."

Someone came with a real pheasant, and after being told it wasn't, he was asked to wait, and after a while, he actually came over with a pheasant basket: "Then look, which one is like? I'll sell you cheap, five hundred! Three hundred , three hundred, okay?"

I was so angry that I really wanted to kick the basket.

Fortunately, so many things happened that night, Cao Yanhua and Yan Hongsha didn't think of Cao Jiefang for the time being.

The two sat beside Zheng Mingshan, and the atmosphere was extremely oppressive.

When Yan Hongsha spoke, her eye circles were red: "Cheetah is a poisonous person. If he can shoot Luo Ren, he must be rude to Mudai."

Wiping away tears, she imagined that Kiyo had already been whipped hundreds of times and had been branded with a red-hot soldering iron.

Zheng Mingshan didn't say a word, and he didn't expect the matter to develop to this point: after the detection of the three houses with bamboo, he called Luo Ren, but no one answered. Finally, Aoki called and called Briefly told him about it.

After so many years of walking, I haven't seen any battles. In the end, I was deceived by a young girl.

Zheng Mingshan smiled wryly, thinking carefully about the situation at that time, his spine felt a little chilled: That little girl must have been brainwashed.

He turned back to the courtyard again, the building was already empty, he must have left in a hurry, a book was thrown on the coffee table, when the wind blew, the pages of the book rattled, as if mocking his old horse for slipping.

Cao Yanhua suddenly became angry: "My little master has been **** for so many days, and now Brother Luo has also been knocked down. You are capable and able to fight. If you don't let us go, why don't you tell us to sit now? There is no door!"

As soon as he patted the table, he got up and walked out the door. Zheng Mingshan scolded him: "Cao Yanhua, where are you going?"

Cao Yanhua's neck stalked: "Cats have cat ways, rats have mouse ways, I will find a way to go!"

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When it was daylight, Kiyo heard a knock at the door.

She got up from the ground in a daze, feeling that she was so weak that she could hardly even open her eyes: the food that the cheetah gave her must have been mixed with dizzy drugs. I will rest assured to let her eat and drink enough to strengthen her strength.

The door opened, and the cheetah came in. From Kiyo's perspective, she could see her straight and slender legs, as well as her shiny high-top leather boots.

Kiyo is too lazy to stare at her, staring also requires strength, and now her strength is the rarest steel, it must be used on the blade.

The cheetah knelt down in front of her: "I have seen Luo, he is not dead, I also took your words."

Kiyo didn't speak, he stood up with his arms propped up, leaned his back against the wall, and changed himself into a comfortable position: "What exactly do you want?"

She said weakly: "Anyway, you are so confident, are you afraid to tell me?"

Cheetah giggled: "I never hid it from you, I said, I want to break Luo's spirit."

"What else?" Kiyo stretched out his hand, pointing to her eye covered by the blindfold, "Does it have nothing to do with Ji Jian?"

She actually mentioned the fierce Jane first, which somewhat surprised Cheetah, and she did not deny it: "I know that you have five star Jane hidden in your hands."

"Then why are you dawdling?" Kiyo actually laughed, "Kill Luo Xiaodao and take away Jijian, it's all over once and for all."

The cheetah also laughed: "It's so boring."

Kiyo sighed: "It's exactly the same as on TV."

"What?"

Kiyo kindly reminded her: "Those villains and bad guys usually die because of talking too much, dawdling, and wanting to play some different tricks. I think you will be the same in the end."

"I'm different."

Kiyo raised his head and smiled at her: "Many people think they are different, and then they die."

After speaking, she lay back on the ground, curled up, and rested her head on her arms.

Suddenly heard a slap, the cheetah threw something down, and it landed on her cheek.

Kiyo opened his eyes and saw a hard-shell nursery rhyme book, bilingual Chinese and English. On the opened page, the English title was heydiddlediddle, and the translation of the Chinese title was: Strange, Strange, Really Strange.

This is a nursery rhyme read by children.

The violin and the kitten,

The cow jumped over the moon,

The puppy laughed when he saw it,

How wonderful to do sports.

There is a picture next to it, the kitten is playing the violin, and the puppy next to it is laughing.

"I promised Luo, if he can find you soon, I will give you a chance to turn the dial."

In the Philippines, she has specially made different turntables, which are exquisitely made, like finely crafted works of art, but here, everything can only be kept simple.

She pointed to the naive little animals on the picture: "Come, choose one."

Kiyo Fudo: "What does this mean?"

"Represents your destiny. As I said, you are a big shot. I just haven't considered what form I will use to push you out."

"Aren't you trying to brainwash me?"

Cheetah showed a secretive smile on his face: "That's too old-fashioned, I have a more novel and fun way."

She leaned down*, her voice lowered, as if whispering: "It's just that it's a little cruel, even a person like me can't bear it."

"So, I let you choose for yourself, and see what God means. If you choose, I have no hesitation."

Really?

Kiyo looked at the picture again, the kitten playing the violin, and the puppy laughing, with unpredictable faces hidden behind them. There are two fates, there is no good, only bad and worse.

——Even a person like me can't bear it.

Which one to choose?

Kiyo stretched out his finger and pointed to the kitten playing the violin: "This."

For a moment, she noticed that the cheetah seemed a little unhappy.

If you're not happy, I'm relieved.

Kiyo stopped talking, pushed the book to the side, and closed his eyes again: it was not yet dawn, according to her usual schedule, it was still early before she woke up, and she had to sleep for a while.

After a while, she heard the cheetah ask, "Why didn't you choose that puppy."

Kiyo smiled and said: "People always have eccentricities, I don't like dogs very much."