Chapter Eleven: My Name is Yuanfang(2/2)
Then, she might know who it was. Although she didn't remember what the person was called last night, she definitely didn't have the word Yan in her name. This is what is called "Houzang's scheming" and killing people with a knife?
"I didn't offend anyone, I just saw something that I shouldn't see, and it's not convenient to tell you. Anyway, don't move anyone who gives me anything in the future, and don't order takeaways recently. I will buy it for you in person. If I come back late at night, you don't have to leave a door for me when you go to bed. It's not safe, I have a way when I come back." Tang Sha stared at them and said solemnly.
Such Tang Sha is a bit similar to when I applied medicine to Que Ling last time, and it makes people unable to say a word of objection.
"I understand." Qu Ling curled his lips and said. Lianxin and Qinglan also nodded in agreement.
Tang Sha saw that they heard it, and then felt a little relieved. Then he picked up the snacks on the table, turned around and left, and had not stopped after leaving the yard gate, then walked to the northwest, walked into a pile of weeds, squatted down and pulled out the dagger on his waist, Boss Li bought it after the incident. He dug a small hole and buried the snacks and the dishes inside.
After burying the grass, I wiped the dagger and the soil on my hands before getting up and leaving.
Fortunately, nothing happened to the people in her yard today, otherwise she would be afraid that she would not be able to control herself, so she spent ten years in prison to exchange for everything on the road to the underworld.
She can ignore trivial matters, but it is not trivial matters that concern human life.
It was another unhappy night for Xiao Ming.
Tang Sha read the book for a while and saw that the three of them were asleep, so he went to take a shower. The man who came back did not enter the house, but climbed onto the roof.
Tang Sha was always worried if he didn't solve this problem. What should he do?
The dew became heavier, and Tang Sha had been sitting for nearly an hour. Just as he was about to go back to sleep, he saw someone on the wall on the northwest side of Fanghuayuan.
The person who came would never expect that someone would stand on the roof in the middle of the night. Seeing that there was no one in the yard, he flipped in and quietly approached the room in the middle of the Fanghuayuan.
The man in black walked to the door, poked a hole in the window paper, and began to blow smoke inside.
Just as he wanted to pry the door bolt with a knife, he found that the door was not locked. As soon as he made the move to push the door, he suddenly felt a severe dull pain coming from the back of his neck. Then he felt dizzy and leaned against the door.
He shook his head and then slowly turned around. He saw a woman in white holding a big wooden stick in her hand, staring at him.
The woman in white tsk twice and said, "It's better not to faint if she doesn't feel dizzy." No matter how she sounds evil, he suddenly has a bad premonition.
The woman in white was Tang Sha in the middle. Tang Sha was so depressed that she had nowhere to vent her feelings. That's great, someone came to her door.
Tang Sha grabbed the man in black's clothes and dragged him to the stone table in the yard. The man in black was dizzy and weak, and he immediately collapsed on the ground. Tang Sha squatted down and pulled off the black cloth covering his face.
Moonlight is a free lamp. The man in black looks ordinary and has a raw meaty smell on his body. He doesn't look like a trained professional killer, but he looks like a butcher.
"Who asked you?" Tang Sha asked.
The man in black kept silent, just shook his head from time to time.
"I don't say it, right? I don't like to talk. It doesn't matter if you don't say it, it's just that I may not be humane in the next life." Tang Sha smiled, and glanced at the place where the needle hole was about to grow. "Oh, by the way, I never joke about this kind of thing. I count three times, you're ready. Three... two... one."
After Tang Sha counted, the man in black still didn't look at him. Wow, he had backbone.
Tang Sha said nothing, turned around and held his breath and entered the house. The people in the house fell into a deeper sleep because of the smoke. He picked up the dagger that was placed on the table when he went to take a shower and walked out, then returned to the man in black.
The man in black was a little clearer than before, but his limbs were still a little soft.
Chapter completed!