House Management Chapter 1830: Mouse


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Yi  "Is it strange?" Zhang Yu scratched his head deliberately, and said clearly and pretendingly: "Why didn't I see it."

"You are usually very smart, how come you didn't see it." Pan Yun raised his fan fist, struck Zhang Yu's arm, and said, "The person in the photo is very similar to my mother, I I suspect that it was when my mother was young. But she said that it was her classmate, but her reaction at that time was obviously abnormal. There is also the one named Xiaoyun, how the name is so clever."

"You don't doubt what happened to your mother, do you?" Zhang Yu said quickly.

"My mom is not that kind of person. Since my dad passed away, my mom has been devoted to work, how could she do anything to sorry my dad." Pan Yun said with a small mouth.

"That's it, do you need to be suspicious?" Zhang Yu said with his mouth curled.

"It's not that I'm suspicious, it's just this thing, which makes people feel very strange." Pan Yun said as he walked towards the courtyard with Zhang Yu.

"Isn't this a coincidence, I said Officer Hua, you don't need to be too serious." Zhang Yu said with a smile.

"I found you, why are you especially towards my mother." Pan Yun gave Zhang Yu a sideways look.

"You also said she was your mother..." Zhang Yu smiled.

"Cut!" Pan Yun curled his lips, and then said seriously: "You are here alone, don't think I don't know what will happen, save me a little bit of God, don't have an accident, just run away !"

"I know, I know..." Zhang Yu was moved in his heart, but it was a hippie smile.

"I know the smirk in one day, heartless." Pan Yun gave Zhang Yu a sideways look.

The two entered the villa, and there were three suitcases, and they carried them down together. Now that Xiaoyun had put on her pants, Wen Qiong helped her take two sets of clothes, and helped her in the small building.

When the three girls got in the car, Zhang Yu let them go first, and Wen Qiong had to tell Zhang Yu to be careful.

Zhang Yu said it was okay, let them go quickly, watching the car leave, Zhang Yu returned to the villa.

The place he mainly goes to is the bedroom of the wheelchair person. There are a few commonly used artifacts in the bedroom, which are nothing. There is also a bronze cauldron. Obviously it is fine to refine something, but there is no too precious material.

But Zhang Yu knew that since the other party was searching, there must be something important. As for whether it is in the villa or not, it is not sure.

The sky gradually brightened, and Zhang Yu sat cross-legged in the bedroom, waiting quietly.

Huajiawan itself is on the outskirts of Zhenbei District, and it is even more remote at a distance of 50 kilometers from Huajiawan. At the foot of a barren mountain, an Audi car parked.

The woman in red sits in the driving seat, the man in the wheelchair sits in the back row, and the man in the suit sits beside the wheelchair man.

The man in the suit at the moment has gauze wrapped around his right ear, his face is pale, a bit unhuman.

"Are you better now?" At this moment, the woman in red asked coldly.

However, there is a hint of concern in her tone.

"Much better, I can't die." The man in the suit said.

"That's good." The woman in red turned her head, looked at the person in the wheelchair, and said coldly: "Do you want to have a good time, or do you want to die?"

The wheelchair man said nothing, his face was also pale, and his shoulders were bloody.

The shoulders pierced by a woman in red with a pair of chicken paws are enough to make him completely disabled.

"Just as you are now, half-dead, if I have such a day, I don't want to live anymore. But, I don't want you to die now, then you have to live for me obediently. You'd better be happy, don't Force me to shoot." The woman in red said coldly again.

"What do you want?" the wheelchair man said weakly and hoarsely.

He opened his mouth, and his mouth was full of blood.

In his mouth, the front teeth were gone, and it was obvious that the woman in red was worried that he would bite his tongue and kill himself and knocked out his teeth long ago.

"Let’s talk about it first, where did you learn your six-star sword drawing?" the woman in red asked coldly.

"Twenty years ago, I was beaten to mutilate my legs, and even...Forget it...At that time, I was not as good as dead. My master saved me and passed it on to me A skill..." said the wheelchair man.

"What is your master's name and what does it look like?" the woman in red asked.

"I don't know the name of the master, he said he has no name. As for his appearance, the master is not tall, he is very thin and has a few beards," said the wheelchair man.

On hearing this description, the woman in red asked eagerly: "Is his beard like a mouse?"

"Almost." The wheelchair man nodded weakly.

The woman in red immediately looked at the man in the suit, both of them showed a trace of excitement.

But soon, the man in the suit said: "No, he said he was the boss he met 20 years ago. Although the appearance is the same, but in terms of time... it doesn't seem to be right..... ."

"Yes!" The woman in red stared at the wheelchair man again, and asked coldly: "Are you sure it was twenty years ago?"

"Yes, it was twenty years ago." The wheelchair man said affirmatively.

"You met that person twenty years ago, and he taught you something...then why have I never seen you in these years? Your master knows me very well! "The woman in red said.

"Master left after teaching me the skills, but left my contact information, saying that if there is anything in the future, come back to me and let me practice." The wheelchair man said.

"Then did he come to see you later?" the woman in red asked.

"He came to me four years ago. At that time, the master had his legs injured. I asked him why he was like this, but he didn't tell me. Then, he taught me the skill again, the six-star sword picture you mentioned, It was the master who taught me at that time." The wheelchair man said.

"That's right." The woman in red and the man in suit nodded.

"Let me ask you again, where is your master now?" the woman in red asked again.

"His old man has passed away," the wheelchair man said.

"Passed..." The woman in red showed doubts on her face and asked: "How did he die?"

"Stop without disease." The wheelchair man replied.

"End without disease..." This time the man in the suit muttered, and then asked: "You said he was dead, where was the corpse buried?"

"It was buried in Nanman Mountain on the outskirts of Zhennan District." The wheelchair man said.

"What last words did he leave for you when he died?" the man in the suit asked.

"Master said before his death that Qi's family was kind to him. If anything comes to me from Qi's family, let me help as much as possible. There is nothing more." The wheelchair person replied.

"Qi family? Which Qi family?" the woman in red asked.

"It's the Qi's family in Longhu Villa." The wheelchair man replied.

The woman in red nodded, and then asked: "Then, does he have any relics for you, for example, what artifacts or a piece of parchment?"

"Master died without disease at the time, and we did not live together. He lived with two younger brothers. At that time, it was Brother Chen who informed me of Master's death. We were busy with the funeral together, and then buried Master in Nanman Mountain. . Master’s relics should be in the two junior disciples. Because they are disciples entering the room, and I am not, so I didn’t want them either.” The wheelchair man said.

"He also has two disciples in the room, where are those two?" the woman in red asked.

"After taking care of the funeral of Master, I can no longer contact me. I want to have left Zhenhai." The wheelchair person said.

"Is this true?" The red woman's voice was even colder.

"It's all the truth, believe it or not," the wheelchair man said weakly.

The woman in red and the man in suit looked at each other again, and then the man in suit said, "Then let’s go to Beiman Mountain first to see if your master’s death is true or false. If it is true, we will also worship. Now, if it is false, then you are your grave. But before you die, I will make you regret coming to this world!"


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