Mr. Cong never talks about martial arts

upstairs.

Shang Heyin carefully watched the video of Cong Youyan selling medicine, quietly liked it three times on his mobile phone, and by the way left a message, saying that he is an enthusiastic viewer who has been following this channel, and wants to buy two pills for his elders at home , a table of filial piety and so on.

After finishing all this, he rubbed his swollen forehead, turned off the light and prepared to sleep, when he suddenly felt that the mattress sank suddenly, and in the shadows that suddenly appeared beside him, there was a pleasant smell of green pomelo.

Since bobo didn't warn, the only one in the family who was daring was that gentleman.

"Mr. Cong, I'm going to sleep, your bedroom is downstairs."

"But I'm scared, I'm afraid of the dark, I can't sleep alone!"

"But I'm not used to being in a small space with strangers!"

"I've wanted to say it a long time ago. Yin'er, hurry up tomorrow, let's buy a bigger bed. This bed is too small, it's really inconvenient."

The veins on Shang Heyin's forehead throbbed wildly, "Go down! I'm not used to it!"

"You're pissing me off again!" Cong Youyan sat up aggrieved, "I originally wanted to show you my figure."

After all, Cong Youyan turned on the bedside lamp, stood barefoot on the floor, and turned around in a gorgeous circle, showing off the muscles of various parts of the body, and the lean waist line was not let go.

After the show was over, Cong Youyan blinked: "Yin'er, take a look, am I pretty?"

not angry!not angry!I can't be mad at an ancient fool!Shang Heyin took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and held his breath: "Mr. Cong, your behavior is very childish, like a male peacock during courtship."

"Where are you childish?" Cong Youyan patted his firm abdomen and said, "I just want to show the effect of learning Wu Qinxi. Don't believe me? You come and touch, you come and touch. My abdominal muscles are very strong!"

"roll!"

Following Shang Heyin's unbearable shout, Cong Youyan jumped from the corridor on the second floor to the lobby on the first floor.

He laughed so hard that his whole body trembled, and he wasn't ashamed, and he didn't think there was anything wrong with making a fuss in the middle of the night. Instead, he walked back to his bedroom happily, and asked Old Wu happily: "Yin'er, when he saw I am shy because of my strong abs, does this mean that he is connected with me?"

Who dares to say otherwise?Old Wu, who was curled up on the floor in the corner, nodded again and again: "Master is indeed mighty!"

"It must be mighty." Cong Youyan boasted in a comfortable body, with a smile on his face: "Just now Yin'er praised me as a male peacock. Hehe, you praised me in such a subtle way, Yin'er is really too cute."

Old Wu: All right, whatever you say is right!

After Yuyan finished feeling comfortable, he yawned and prepared to get into bed, wanting to sing a scene of seeing off each other at eighteen miles with his wife in his dream.

At this time, the sapphire brush washer placed on the coffee table suddenly shook without warning. The leading black beetle quickly climbed up to the top of the roof, raised its tentacles, rubbed its front paws, and kicked its hind feet on the ground, making a strange "click" "Voice.

Cong Youyan sat up suddenly, a dark and cold light flashed through the corner of his eyes.

He stretched out his hand, motioning for the black beetle to climb up the back of his hand, facing the direction of the door, biting his back molars bitterly: "Is this making people feel safe? I just wanted to sleep, and I got up to work overtime again?"

Ever since Youyan hated having his dreams interrupted while sleeping, in a rage, he put on a pen and washer, put on only a pair of socks, and went outside.

Old Wu also sat up and asked cautiously: "Master..."

"It's none of your business, close the door and go to sleep."

The spacious living room was plunged into darkness, only the moonlight outside the window glowed with a harsh white halo.

The wild wind in the suburbs swayed the branches, black shadows were cast into the room, and light and shadow blended together, adding a bit of ghostly air.

Cong Youyan held his breath, touched the ground with one foot, flew above the chandelier, crouched down, and stared at the direction of the door.

Under the quiet halo of the moon, there was a faint evil spirit, and the ink-like shadow quietly climbed up the gate.

The anti-theft door opened silently as the shadow spread.

A pair of feet wearing mille-soled cloth shoes slowly stepped into the entrance.

The fluttering fluff followed the airflow, and quietly turned out from under the carpet, and stuck to the upper of the cloth shoes. The visitor stopped, looked down, brushed it off with his hand, and walked towards the storage room.

Cong Youyan bent his lips into a condescending smile, his ghostly black eyes seemed to be dyed with fluorescent light, shining green like a black cat in the dark night.

The visitor stopped at the door of the storage room for a few seconds, and then was gently pushed away by a big hand with strong muscles and bones.

On the trolley in the storage room, the mummified medicine man woke up with a start, opened his eyes in a daze, and stared at the visitor for a few seconds.

In an instant, the small space became extremely quiet, and a needle could be heard.

The medicine man's pupils constricted for a while, his breathing became short of breath, and he let out a short, thick growl from his throat, as if he was holding back tears.

The halo cast from the window reflected the person's face, which was Brother Xu - Xu Zhengyue.

When Xu Zhengyue saw Muzi become like this, he was also a little moved, his Adam's apple rolled a few times, even though there were thousands of reproaches he wanted to scold his subordinates, it finally stuck in his throat.

He squatted down, looking for the rope buckle, and said: "The mission failed, why didn't you escape? Didn't I say that your life is the most important thing."

During this period of time, Yaoren-Muzi only had eyes that could move, so he was extremely flexible. His black pupils blinked up and down, left and right, constantly.

After Xu Zhengyue found the rope buckle, he untied it a few times, turned around and saw Muzi's eyeballs still blinking wildly, thinking that the latter had dust in his eye sockets, or that he had been detained here in claustrophobia during this period of time, and his mind had a shadow.

Feeling sorry for the suffering of his subordinates, Xu Zhengyue bent down, lifted Muzi's eyelids, blew hard, and comforted him: "Brother will take you out, the family has hired a doctor."

But Muzi was so anxious that he didn't know what to do, tears welled up from his eyes, but his throat was dry and blocked, he could only open his mouth wide, desperately breathing air.

Xu Zhengyue saw it in his eyes, smiled secretly in his heart, and said in a low voice: "You child, brother should come to save you, why are you so excited? Stop crying, let's go home right away~"

Xu Zhengyue picked up Muzi and was about to turn around when the sixth sense that had been with him for many years suddenly gave an alarm.

In the space where the sundries were piled up, the originally harmonious and warm atmosphere was stuck by invisible forces, and slowly sank to the ground.

"Pfft!" A sneer came out of nowhere.

Is there someone outside?Xu Zhengyue hurriedly turned his head.

Outside the storage room, there was a person standing at some point, who blended perfectly with the shadow cast by the tree branch, and couldn't see his eyebrows clearly.

Xu Zhengyue had faint doubts in his heart, but he didn't wait for him to ask.

But the shadow at the door moved, and Yu Yan walked out of the shadows strolling leisurely, laughing as he walked, "Little Lizi, who gave you the courage to come and snatch the medicine man of the deity!"

Xu Zhengyue's eyes were serious, his hair was standing on end, and all the potential internal energy surged to his limbs.Knowing that this person is a stubble, I secretly guarded in my heart.

Cong Youyan leaned against the door of the storage room, turned on the energy-saving ceiling lamp, and looked at Xu Zhengyue with a smile, "Hey, don't make such a big noise, okay? My wife is sleeping, let's try to hurry up and make a quick decision." Bar."

Only by attacking the unprepared, or there is a chance of survival!Such an idea quietly germinated in the back of his mind. Xu Zhengyue quickly pulled out a pocket pistol from his wrist, pointed it at Cong Youyan's brow, raised his finger, and directly pulled the trigger.

The sound of the wind outside the window, rustling on the glass, swaying shadows, peaceful and quiet.

Looking at the room again, everyone settled down, there was no sound, no blood, and no one fell down in response.

Cong Yuyan squinted at the gun in his palm, then turned his eyes to look at Xu Zhengyue again, and smiled: "Idiot, you made an irreparable mistake!"

The expected scene did not happen.Xu Zhengyue was terrified, threw away the pistol, and hurriedly stepped back. After stabilizing his feet, he pulled out the blood shark dagger from his sleeve, and shook it out with a "shua".

The dagger ran straight to the door along the parabola, put two fingers together from Youyan, stretched out his hand, caught it firmly, looked at it in his hand, laughed, and praised: "Good knife! I'll take it. "

Only then did Xu Zhengyue feel uneasy, his toes clenched tightly to the ground, and his heart became angry with anxiety.

"Don't say I'm bullying the small, I'll let you do it three times." Cong Youyan clicked his nails, flicked his fingers, raised his eyes and glanced at the other party, and sneered: "But~ just now you lost twice... the last round strike, please do your best!"