The mage in the city wants to practice Taoism

Xie Laosi seemed to be completely awake, and there was no trace of sleepiness in his voice as he argued fiercely:

"Impossible. Although Xiaoyu is a bit naughty, he is never confused about right and wrong! Besides, that group of people are illegal forces from abroad. Xiaoyu will never collude with them. He was really kidnapped at that time... ..”

"Thank you, Fourth Brother, for your great powers and well-informed information. Did you know that Captain Qi Wuyou was seriously injured and dying tonight? Let me tell you one more thing. It was the two security guards at your base who did it. Your precious nephew was just like those two. The security guards are together!”

Xi Mengxiu was a little disappointed. Xie Laosi's impression of him had changed several times. When they met for the first time, because of the incident at the house, he felt that this person was sinister and hateful. Especially when he saw the fruit knife displayed by his wife, he actually had murderous intentions in his heart. As a result, I changed my mind about this person that day. He was a veteran, well-rounded, and had a bottom line. In particular, he didn't shirk the blame, but he was a bit more responsible. Later, I felt more and more that this person was sophisticated, sophisticated, and had some kind of friendship. He might not be a good person, but he wasn't necessarily that bad either.

At this moment, I suddenly felt that Lao Jianghu's sophistication was actually cunning; the so-called bottom line friendship was just narrow-mindedness.

Xie Laosi's tone became much weaker, but he still argued to himself:

"... Mr. Xi, no, it shouldn't be! He must have been forced... Xiaoyu has been... since he was a child..."

"Xie Laosi, I am going to meet that group now. After meeting your nephew, I will ensure his safety... I will leave the follow-up matters to the people who protect the boss. His innocence will be determined by the facts. With evidence and laws to prove it, I still want to believe that Mr. Bao can uphold justice. Of course, other law enforcement agencies may be involved in this matter. It would be more fair if multiple departments joined forces."

After hanging up the phone, Xi Mengxiu looked at the dim lights in the distant houses in the darkness.

I found a taller tree and placed the wind futon on the branch to disperse the controlled gust of wind. Walk slowly towards the house.

In a private house, a play that could not be said to be good or bad was going on.

Xie Xiaoyu, who has a running head, small eyes, a square jaw, and black-rimmed glasses, is holding a bottle of wine and shouting:

"What am I saying? The most dangerous place is the safest place! Besides, with our technology, we can't tamper with the surveillance screen, but it's not easy to hack in and take a look! We are right under their noses, Look at them scurrying around like ants!”

As he spoke, he patted the computer bag hanging on his body, then seemed to wake up, took off the bag and put it aside.

The man who was originally pretending to be an old security guard at the canine base also put down the meat skewers he was eating, swallowed the meat in his mouth, picked up the wine bottle, touched it with Xie Xiaoyu, and said with a smile:

"Indeed, Xiaoyu did a good job this time. Come, have a drink!"

Another middle-aged man who was also dressed as a security guard also smiled, holding a wine bottle and raising it from afar:

"Xiaoyu, what you said is not bad!"

A group of other people gathered around two tables and also held wine bottles. There were piles of takeout boxes on the table filled with various barbecues.

"It's a pity that I didn't expect that man to be alive. He must have been wearing a bulletproof vest and pretended to be dead to fool him. Good luck to him!"

Xie Xiaoyu was still shouting. At this time, Xi Mengxiu had silently climbed over the courtyard wall and came to the window. He still regretted that he should have flown over on the wind futon. Even if there was a little sound of the impeller turning, it would probably be regarded as the sound of wind. .

Hearing the voices inside, he also realized that the other party had actually been paying attention to Mr. Bao's actions. Xi Mengxiu just made the move to continue listening, thinking about what secrets these people might reveal unintentionally...

Suddenly a group of people staggered around, as if they had drunk too much and fell asleep. Even though they all fell asleep together at about the same time, it seemed a bit abrupt.

Xie Xiaoyu was still chirping, as if he was drunk, and said vaguely:

"Come on, come on, drink, don't sleep, don't sleep..."

The half-drooped head seemed a bit unable to straighten up. The small eyes behind the black-rimmed glasses stared nervously at four people, two men who had pretended to be security guards, and two other men who had not spoken much.

The four people were seen swaying, but they still shook their heads trying to wake up, and even struggled to look around to find something. In the end, several people still stumbled over, lay down, and finally fell asleep.

Xie Xiaoyu raised his head leisurely, his little eyes filled with excitement and nervousness:

"Brother, get up, drink, and eat meat!"

Seeing that no one was responding, he finally stood up, excitedly took two sips of beer, and started mumbling:

"You bastard, little bastard, eat shit! You really thought I would join you in this!"

"You're so fucking stupid, you dared to lie to me, and you stabbed me with a knife. I have to stab you back!"

Xie Xiaoyu cursed, took off a leather sheathed knife from the waist of the old security guard next to him, pulled it out and gestured.

"You're using this knife to scare me, right? Old bastard, little bastard! I'll stab you to death!"

While cursing, he gestured with the knife, but in the end he didn't dare to actually stab it, but he kept talking:

"I told you to go in with a white knife and come out with a red knife, and I'll pierce your heart and blood vessels!"

"I'll let you go in with a white knife and come out with a green knife, and I'll stab you in gall!"

"I'll let you go in with a white knife and come out with a yellow knife, and I'll stab you in the shit!"

"If I let you go in with a white knife or come out with a white knife, I'll poke your brains out!"

"Pfft-"

Just when Xie Xiaoyu was performing to his heart's content and was excited, a sudden burst of laughter rang out. Xie Xiaoyu froze in place and tilted his head stiffly. The usually silent man who should have been asleep raised his head with a smile and shook his hand in embarrassment, as if he was sorry for interrupting the performance, but he couldn't bear it anymore.

Immediately, several people that Xie Xiaoyu had focused on before straightened up. The two fake security guards had cold faces, and another man who didn't speak much frowned and looked at the man who couldn't hold back his laughter before and said:

"It's finally fun to watch, why can't you help it?"

The tone of voice is a bit strange, as if a non-native Chinese speaker has not yet mastered Chinese, so it’s no wonder he doesn’t speak much. What's even more strange is that not only is the tone of voice strange, but also the voice is feminine.

Xie Xiaoyu's stiff face gradually became filled with bitterness, and he timidly said:

"I said, I'm joking, do you believe it?"

The same person with a feminine voice but a man's appearance said in a strange accent:

"Brother Xie Xiaoyu, didn't your uncle tell you that extraordinary people's physiques are far more powerful than ordinary people's, and ordinary drugs have little effect?"

Xie Xiaoyu raised his head in despair, looked back quickly and said:

"Do I still have a chance?"

The elderly fake security guard snatched the knife from Xie Xiaoyu's hand and gestured in front of his eyes:

"Be good, be honest, and you will have a chance if you obey."

"Oh, forget it!" Xie Xiaoyu suddenly sighed, "Old dog, you are just a bunch of shameless rats. You want me to subdue you and work with you in the next life! Oh no, it's impossible in the next life! Come on, give it to me. What a pleasure!”

Xie Xiaoyu closed his eyes and waited, hoping in his heart that the rats would not torture him and give him a happy death!

Bang - there's a knock on the door! Everyone who was awake in the room looked at the door.

"If no one opens the door, then I will come in by myself!"

The old-fashioned lock on the locked door fell apart, and the door that was supposed to be moved quickly was firmly held and then slowly pushed open. Xi Mengxiu walked into the door and even turned around and closed the door carefully.

The two fake security guards jumped back as if they had seen a ghost, and looked at Xi Mengxiu fearfully.

The hermaphrodite-like guy stared at Xi Mengxiu cautiously and said politely:

"I wonder who you are?"

Xi Mengxiu ignored him, only looked at Xie Xiaoyu, thinking about his previous performance of stabbing a knife, and said complicatedly:

"Talent!"

"I didn't expect that Mr. Xie didn't lie to me this time."

"Boy, is everyone here?"

Xie Xiaoyu looked at Xi Mengxiu strangely. He had a dignified appearance. His face looked like he was twenty-seven or eighty years old, and his eyes looked as clear and indifferent as if he were forty or fifty years old. A top with antique elements, loose straight pants, and the most important thing is a round head. Finally, his eyes fell on Wanzi's head, and he guessed his identity somewhat suddenly.

Before Xie Xiaoyu could say anything, the old security guard stepped forward suddenly, put the knife on Xie Xiaoyu's neck, and tried his best to hide his body behind Xie Xiaoyu, and said in a panic:

"Senior, please forgive me!"