dream back

It snowed all night yesterday. The snow is not thick, but it is very white.The huge courtyard of Sixi Hall was covered with a layer of whiteness, but it could not hide the filth hidden in it.It was still early and the red light was still on.

Mingcheng got out of the car, his trousers were straight and his leather shoes were shiny.He was wearing a thick woolen coat, but he didn't look bloated at all. He was handsome and handsome like a jade tree facing the wind.

The wind was a bit cool, Mingcheng put on leather gloves, and walked into the open gate of Sixi Hall.

"Oh, my lord, it's so early." A servant wrapped in a cotton robe greeted Mingcheng with a nod and bow, and shouted, "Aunt Shen, here is a distinguished guest."

Soon, an aunt in a cotton cheongsam greeted Mingcheng, and while saying good morning to Mingcheng, she asked Mingcheng, "Oh, such a handsome man, is this man here for a tea party, or... ..."

"I'm looking for someone." Mingcheng cut off his aunt's words, handed over a piece of legal currency, and reported a person's name.

"Yo, so it's Jin Ye's friend." Auntie smiled and accepted the banknotes: "Please come inside."

Mingcheng followed his aunt through the two courtyards and walked towards the backyard.When passing by a courtyard, Mingcheng's brows were slightly tightened.

A ragged woman was half-hanging under the eaves of a house with her hands tied.Her head rested on her arms, huddled in the snow, her hair disheveled, her body covered in blood and welts.

"This is a newly bought girl with a ruthless temper. You have to give her a little bit of trouble before she knows how to serve men." Auntie smiled nonchalantly and asked Mingcheng to go inside.

The woman heard human voices, her survival instinct made her groan/groan twice, and whispered: "Help me..."

Mingcheng's heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly remembered that when he escaped from his adoptive mother's abuse when he was a child, he just passed out in front of his elder brother Minglou's school. Many people passed by, and he kept calling for help, but only his elder brother stopped.

"Oh, just accept your fate, if you enter our Sixi Hall, even the Immortal Da Luo will not be able to save you." Auntie sneered.

Mingcheng reached into his bosom, took out his wallet, took out a bank note from it, and waved it in front of his aunt: "Immortal Da Luo can't save her, will this work?"

"Oh, it's done, it's so successful!" Auntie's eyes lit up, and she wanted to pick up the banknote in Mingcheng's hand.

Mingcheng raised his hand, but Auntie's hand holding the bank note was empty. "Send her to Minsheng Hospital, sell her body to me, and the bank ticket will be yours." Mingcheng said plainly.

"Oh, I listen to this master. This master is really sympathetic and sympathetic. He has vision." The aunt ran over in a hurry, busy untying the rope on the woman's hand, and shouted at the same time: "Come on, some people who are breathing!" .”

The two nurses yawned and came out of the next room, looked at Mingcheng, and said to the aunt, "What's the matter, Aunt Shen, has someone redeemed this girl?"

"It's redeemed, it's redeemed, this master has redeemed it, you send this girl to Minsheng Hospital, and say it's..." Only then did Auntie remember that she hadn't asked Mingcheng's name yet.

"The patient sent by Mr. Ming." Mingcheng had no choice but to say his last name.

"Yes, yes, it is the patient sent by Master Ming, go quickly, go quickly." Aunt urged.

"Oh, Master Ming, it's cold today, you go to Master Jin's room to drink tea first, and I'll send you the girl's deed of sale right away." Auntie smiled exaggeratedly and led Mingcheng into a suite , and at the same time shouted loudly: "Sister Ling, Master Jin has a visitor."

The curtain in the inner room was lifted, and a sweet-looking girl came out, looked at Mingcheng, and said with a smile: "I don't know who is looking for Lord Jin."

While calling for tea, Aunt Shen asked Ling Ling to entertain the distinguished guests, and then said to Ming Cheng: "Master Ming, please sit down for a while, I'll go get you a contract of sale for that girl."

Mingcheng looked at the environment in the house, took off his gloves, and said with a smile: "I'm not looking for Mr. Jin, I'm looking for Uncle Li."

Sister Ling was stunned for a moment, and approached Mingcheng with a charming smile: "Master Ming is just joking, this is a place owned by Master Jin, how can there be any Uncle Li?"

Mingcheng let the woman approach his chest, said with a soft "oh": "Why not, I was entrusted by someone to get something."

Sister Ling quietly touched Mingcheng's waist, but said with a smile: "What are you here to get? Tell me, and I will help you find out."

"Are you looking for this?" Mingcheng smiled, and suddenly there was a gun in his hand, and the muzzle of the gun was pointed at Sister Ling's head.

"Yo, what are you doing here? Robbery?" Sister Ling was a little nervous, but not too flustered.

"Is it Mr. Ming?" A man's voice sounded in the room, the door curtain was lifted, and a middle-aged man came out: "I am Uncle Li, are you looking for me?"

Mingcheng smiled slightly: "Someone asked me to come to Uncle Li to pick up something."

"Since we can find this place, we are friends. Let's sit down and talk slowly if we have anything to say." Uncle Li stretched out his hand, inviting Mingcheng to take a seat.

Mingcheng put down his gun, smiled, and said to Uncle Li, "Where's the goods I want?"

"What?" Uncle Li was a little confused.

Mingcheng raised his hand suddenly, and a dagger flew out of his hand, passing by Uncle Li's ear, with a "plop", and entering behind the curtain, a man with a dagger stuck in his throat fell from behind the curtain with his eyes wide open. Coming out, the gun in his hand fell to the ground.

Uncle Li's expression changed drastically, and he stood up abruptly.The gun in Mingcheng's hand was already pointed over: "Don't move."

Sister Ling took advantage of Mingcheng's unpreparedness and wanted to stab Mingcheng with the dagger in her hand. Mingcheng had quick eyesight and quick hands, and kicked away the dagger in Sister Ling's hand. When he reached the gun on the ground, he put the gun against his head again.

"Codecode." Mingcheng pointed his gun at Uncle Li's head, and said to Sister Ling who didn't dare move any more: "If you don't hand over the three numbers, he will die first."

As Mingcheng said, he pulled the bolt of the gun.

"Don't shoot, I'll give you the password." Sister Ling said hastily.

"No." Just as Uncle Li wanted to stop Sister Ling, Mingcheng Yang knocked Uncle Li unconscious with the butt of his gun.

Sister Ling seemed to be ready, she reached into her bosom, took out a page, and handed it to Mingcheng.Mingcheng pointed a gun at her: "Open it."

Sister Ling opened the paper and turned it to Mingcheng.Mingcheng glanced at it, and it was indeed a text code, and it was very complicated.He nodded and motioned for Sister Ling to put the code on the table.

"What do I want?" Sister Ling asked.

Mingcheng opened the wallet, took out the bank note inside, and handed it to her.She took it, with a look of joy on her face.She looked at Uncle Li, and said to Mingcheng: "You have to kill him, otherwise I will be in danger."

Mingcheng looked at the stranger on the ground who had been killed by the dagger he flew out just now, and shook his head: "You can do it yourself."

"Hey, why is it so quiet? Sister Ling doesn't sing a song for the distinguished guests." Aunt Shen yelled, pushed the door open and came in. Seeing the scene inside the room, her mouth grew wide in shock, and the piece of paper shaking in her hand fall down.

Sister Ling had already stepped forward, strangled Aunt Shen's neck, and pierced the dagger in her chest before she could cry out.

Mingcheng reached out and picked up the paper on the ground, it was a contract of prostitution.He folded the paper, put it in his pocket, and said to Sister Ling, "I wish you a happy day." Then he walked towards the door gracefully.

Suddenly there was a gunshot, and Mingcheng quickly dodged to the door. Sister Ling in the room had been shot and fell beside Uncle Li, and the dagger she held high fell down.

A figure flashed outside the window, Mingcheng hesitated for a moment, then pulled out his gun, and chased after the figure in the direction where the figure was escaping.

The figure in front of him was looming, but Mingcheng couldn't catch up.He couldn't help feeling eager to win, and chased two streets straight, turning into a small courtyard at the end.

The yard was very quiet, the ground was covered with a thick layer of snow, and no one swept it.

Mingcheng looked at a messy footprint on the snow, which seemed to be heading towards the door. He chased after it with a gun. On the open space in front of the door, there was a very tall tree, which was still strong and tall even though it had fallen leaves in winter. Branches firm/tough.

Mingcheng walked slowly to the tree, and suddenly became aware that a gun had been pointed at the back of his head.Mingcheng raised his hand slowly and turned around slowly.

"Brother!" Mingcheng couldn't help shouting.

Standing in front of him with a stern face, the one who held his gun steady and aimed at him was none other than his elder brother Minglou.

Minglou is always well-dressed at any time, and it is the same today.Meticulously combed hair, neat woolen long windbreaker, shiny leather shoes, and the latest leather gloves.

Mingcheng surprise, surprise, fear.

"Brother." He called again, with a tremor in his voice.

Minglou raised his left hand and slapped Mingcheng across the face.

Mingcheng immediately knelt down.

"Why are you there?" Minglou suppressed his anger, and put the gun on Mingcheng's head again.

Mingcheng's thoughts went blank for a moment, and then became clear again. Did the elder brother shoot and kill that sister Ling?Why does Big Brother have a gun, and why is Big Brother there?

"Say!" Minglou shouted, "If you say a wrong sentence, I'll kill you right now!"

Mingcheng knelt straight in the snow. He didn't feel cold or pain. He was just afraid. He had to make a quick judgment. This is what he learned in the military training class, right? He should be fearless in the face of danger , should deal skillfully to save the day.

Minglou didn't give Mingcheng too much time to think, he pulled the bolt of the gun suddenly, and the gun was pressed against Mingcheng's forehead again: "Three counts, if you don't say it, you die!"

"Brother, I was wrong, I shouldn't have gone to that kind of place." Mingcheng said hastily.

Minglou was so angry that he slapped him again.Because Minglou wore thick leather gloves on his hands, Mingcheng didn't feel too much pain, and was still frightened into silence.

"Three!" Minglou checked.

"Brother." Mingcheng called out in fear.

"Two!" Minglou's voice was cold and heartless.

"Brother." Mingcheng's voice became even more timid.

"One!" Minglou shouted angrily!

Mingcheng shook his head and closed his eyes.