I am the master of medicine god

Chapter 651

Although the mouse man said it with a smile, Yin Jingling still felt a chill.

The same is true for Wang Xiping, so how important it is to have a sound and notarized legal constraint.

If everyone buys murder for trivial matters, will the world be better?
Wang Xiping patted the mouse man on the shoulder: "Brother, such a trivial matter should not happen."

"Isn't it?" The mouse man spat: "My father worked in his house before, but he drove my father away without saying a word. Why didn't anyone tell me a little thing at that time?"

Wang Xiping has always believed that desperadoes are responsible for buying murders, and desperadoes... probably look like they are suffering from depression.

But here, except for the mouse man, everyone's face is either frightened, bewildered, or even smiling.

Human life has become a commodity in this small courtyard.

I also don't know who is behind Qingmutang who is manipulating it, and can be so lawless.

After thinking about it, the number in front of Wang Xiping had already been called to NO.11, and two more people would arrive soon.

Wang Xiping is afraid that he can see clearly what the specific process is like.

Find the corresponding table, and then the person behind the table will give the other party a piece of paper. This paper should contain the basic information of the target person, as detailed as possible. After all, there are no mobile phones or computers in this era, and killing people depends on their names. and identity background.

After finishing writing, they will take out a sack and ask the other party to throw the money into it first, and then throw it behind. Someone will count the amount later and tell the person behind the desk whether it can be done or not.

If the money is not enough, you have to make up the money on the spot. Similarly, credit is not allowed here.

If you really don't have enough money, then I'm sorry, someone will invite you out directly.

It can be said that the boss of this Qingmutang must be a person with certain experience in business management, and it is impossible to get kickbacks because of this chain.

The person who counted the money would put the sack on a tray at the side, and when the tray was full, a maid-like person would come out of the room behind him, take the tray in, and close the door.

Except for Wang Xiping and Yin Jingling, the others seemed to be used to this situation, and they looked familiar.It seemed that Wang Xiping and the others looked like old hats.

"Tell me, who is in that house? Mr. Accountant?" Wang Xiping asked in a low voice.

Yin Jingling glanced at the person collecting the money, and shook her head: "Probably not, Mr. Accountant is the person who collected the money in front, look at his hand—"

Wang Xiping looked over, and saw that the three cash collectors behind the desk moved strangely in unison—their right hands were hidden in their sleeves, and it could be seen that they were moving all the time, but it was not clear why they were moving.

"Those people hold a small abacus in their hands. When calculating the accounts, they can add so much money to an approximate figure by moving their index fingers and little fingers." Yin Jingling explained: "So they are the ones who play the role of accountants."

"Then the one in that house is..."

Wang Xiping and Yin Jingling looked at each other, then got up, but instead of walking towards the table, they made a big circle around.

"Don't walk around." The old man flashed out from nowhere, with obvious displeasure on his face, "The waiting area is over there."

He was still holding a broom in his hand, and he also had an unremarkable face, but the sharp eyes looked nothing like ordinary people.

"Old man, have you been working here?"

"It doesn't seem to have anything to do with you." The old man didn't appreciate Wang Xiping's kindness: "I'm sorry that we don't provide companionship here."

"Well, old man, don't get me wrong, I just want to ask you something." Wang Xiping put away the hippie smile on his face, and said seriously: "I hope the old man can help."

The old man cast a sideways glance at Wang Xiping: "Have you misunderstood where this is? Help you? Why should I help you?"

makes sense.Wang Xiping scratched the back of his head: "I thought everyone in this world was a living woman..."

The old man couldn't understand what Wang Xiping was saying, so he waved the broom in his hand again: "Let it go."

He turned his back to Wang Xiping, and the corner of Wang Xiping's mouth twitched, pulling Yin Jingling forward, and the fast old man couldn't react at all.

The old man was stunned for a while, then cursed secretly, dropped the broom and chased the two of them.

Running to the door of the two rows of houses, Wang Xiping kicked open one of the doors without any hesitation.

The door slammed against the wall with a loud bang that startled everyone.

When it was clear that it was the person who had just had a friction with the strong man, everyone was stunned.

The mouse man murmured: "A newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, and a newborn is not afraid of death?"

"Boy, don't rush in!" The old man's face had always been indifferent or even indifferent, and at this moment a crack finally appeared.

Wang Xiping didn't care about the 21 and rushed in, only to find that the room was full of sacks and no one was there.

Turning his head and going out decisively, he came to the second door.

The old man had already rushed over, and it could be seen that he was extremely angry, and unconsciously raised his hand.

And Wang Xiping seemed to have a pair of eyes behind him, when the old man's hand was about to touch him, he pulled Yin Jingling aside: "Old man, pay attention to your waist."

"..." But it was too late, and there was a "click", and the old man froze in place with a strange selfishness, his face turned cold and sweaty.

"What did I say..." This old man, knowing that he is in poor health, still wants to do such a difficult movement, eh...

"Girl, help this old man to rest." Wang Xiping sighed, Yin Jingling nodded, and supported the pale old man in pain: "Grandpa, are you so careless?"

"..."

The old man stubbornly refused to leave, but turned to Wang Xiping and said, "Boy, if you want to survive, don't open that door!"

But the old man didn't know that Wang Xiping had such a cheap bone-the more he was not allowed to touch it, the more he wanted to touch it!You also have to touch it clearly and frankly.

So with a provocative expression, provocative eyes, and provocative smile, Wang Xiping pushed the door open with one hand.

The old man opened his eyes wide in horror.

However, before Wang Xiping could see clearly that there was nothing in it except money, a gleaming dagger flew over.

Without sloppy, with a fierce killing intent, he shot directly at Wang Xiping's face.

Of course Wang Xiping wasn't a vegetarian either, he was stunned for less than half a second, and then he lowered his body.

(End of this chapter)