The modern me and the Republic of China her

Chapter 447 Don't Make Any Mistakes
"What do you need tongs for? Those are used to hold raw mutton and put it in a boiling water pot to remove hair."

A stupefied fellow muttered and brought a rusty and shiny iron tongs.

"I don't understand this, take off your pants!"

Qi Ming tilted his head and smiled, took the pliers and took two steps closer to the young man lying on the table.

"Indecent and shameless bastard!"

Before the iron pliers touched his trousers, Qilan scolded angrily, stood up quickly, grabbed a pair of chopsticks on the table and poked them out, hitting his forehead, almost piercing his eyeballs.

This kid actually pretended to sleep for so long without saying a word, in order to eavesdrop on his conversation with the eldest young master of the Gu family, he was careless just now.

The shopkeeper's eyes widened in surprise, looking at Qilan's face.

At this time, the guys added three or five oil lamps, and they could see much more clearly than before.

This face is indeed that of the third young master, the outline of the facial features has not changed, but the face has matured a bit.

However, his height is comparable to that of an eighteen or nineteen-year-old adult, and his fist skills should not be underestimated.

This kid took the drug and was thrown off the cliff. Not only did he not die, but he was also miraculously alive, growing faster than plants into essence?

"You are the one we have been looking for for a long time, Gu Qilan?"

His tone was full of doubts, but his eyes were very sharp, as if he wanted to dig out every pore in the young man's body and look at it over and over again.

It was a chair that Qilan called to answer him.

The shopkeeper hurriedly dodged and avoided it in a dangerous way, with dense cold sweat oozing from his forehead.

"Kang Dang!" The chair fell heavily, hitting Qi Min who was covering his face and screaming.With a scream, he passed out.

Even though the boy started to fight back, he confidently calculated that the opponent might not be able to escape.

The medicine given to Qilan just now is a crooked sorcery passed down from the rivers and lakes, not real medicine for swords and guns.

On the surface, it has a certain analgesic effect, but in fact it is a poison that controls the nerves.

The mutton restaurant run by Butler Yang's father-in-law once took in a dying sick woman who only wanted to have a full meal before she died. She kept all the medicine jars before she died.

The corner of his mouth was drawn down, revealing an obvious "eight" character, and his long face was stretched more than a donkey.

"Gu Laosan, whether you are a human or a ghost, I have the ability to control you—"

Chen Xing, who was lying on his stomach on the floor, was also surprised when he saw this.As a rare student in a prestigious university in the Republic of China, he insisted on not believing in ghosts and gods, but only in science.

But shopkeeper Yang in front of him was like a sorcerer on stage, he untied a copper bell around his waist, rattled it, and chanted a mantra quickly.

"I understand. He tampered with the ointment, in order to secretly use the poison of the medicine to control Xiaolan."

Qilan gritted his teeth to hold on, reluctantly fighting the enemy.At the beginning, I was able to punch out, but gradually, my hands and arms seemed to be possessed by an evil spirit, and the movements became stiff.

The boy fell.He just resisted instinctively, not letting the guys who surrounded him grab him.

Chen Xing was in a hurry, the upstairs was dark, and he touched it casually, it was full of dense jars and jars.

He searched around for a while, and his eyes fell on a row of thick hemp ropes hanging from the beam—here it was!

"I only saw my mother tie knots before, but now I tie them by myself, clumsy, hey, hurry up, hurry up——"

He arranged the lengths of the rope, and tied knots at every other length, to cover a jar full of things.

After playing about five jars, Chen Xing already felt that he had wasted too much time.

Fearing that his companions would be caught with nothing to resist, he used his wits in a hurry, lifted the board at his feet, and pushed all the jars with all his strength towards the place where the shopkeeper and the waiter were standing.

The heavy jars fell one after another, knocking down two of Qilan's fellows who were about to tie up and fell to the ground.

Shopkeeper Yang, who was so disfigured, couldn't dodge this time, he was hit hard on his shoulder, and the pain went all the way up his arm to his brain.

The troublesome copper bell also fell to the floor unexpectedly.

The entire jar was not broken, and the inside was sealed with frozen mutton fat, and the smell of mutton mixed with the smell of blood permeated the air.

His body shook violently, he bent down, and tried his best to pick up the bell, but there was a huge bang above his head——
"It's bad, the second floor has collapsed!"

One of the guys yelled in horror, peed his pants in terror.

The long and short boards fell, and some mice and cockroaches who had camped upstairs also suffered.

As for the remaining jars and jars, as well as sundries that could not be identified, they also fell down continuously like an earthquake.

The shop was full of dust, screams one after another, and the scene was extremely chaotic.

Amid the chaos, a figure jumped down from the ladder.

He groped nimbly, and accurately picked out another person from the pile of wood, put his back on his back, and staggered towards the door.

There was no one on the road, and Chen Xing didn't dare to rest.

Qilan didn't respond, she just hung her head and didn't say a word, and she didn't know where she was hurt.

The only thing that made him feel relieved was that the person on his back was breathing smoothly, so he wouldn't suffocate halfway.

After running not far away, he saw a familiar small courtyard.

Tears of regret almost fell.

Obviously, there is only such a short distance to get to Qilan's house, but he is greedy and wants to eat a mouthful of mutton, and it is almost difficult for the two of them to escape alive.

Before dawn, the door was shrouded in a layer of gray and black.

But it gave those who escaped from death a sense of extreme intimacy.

"We're finally back."

Chen Xing freed up one hand, took out the key and turned the lock.

The door of the house where the two lived together was left open.But the dirty clothes piled on the bed have already been cleaned up, and the messy table is also tidy.

Of course it wouldn't be Chris who did it, she said she wouldn't enter their man's room.

Chen Xing sighed, put Qilan on the bed, fetched a basin of cold water from the yard, and wiped the dust and blood on his face.

The young man's face turned pale, and the temperature on his forehead was also hot.

This deepened his inner anxiety and self-blame.

"Cats have nine lives, so don't let anything happen to you. It's not only difficult for Ms. Lin, but also for me."

"Xiaolan, hold on, I'll find a doctor to treat you at dawn."

There was a popping sound at the door.The little white dog rushed in without saying hello, and jumped onto the bed.

It yelled anxiously around its master, even though Chen Xing was chasing things away, it would not come down.

"Hey, Xiaobai, are you blaming me too? I feel bad for dragging your master down. If you want to get angry, just bite me."

While weeping bitterly, a hand suddenly reached out and patted his shoulder.

"Brother Chen, your brain is much better than mine, why are you talking nonsense?"

I saw Qilan, who was unconscious at first, opened his eyes slightly amidst the little white dog's fuss, and half sat up with his hands supported.

　Sorry readers, I was too busy last week and delayed the update, please forgive me.I will work hard!

　　
　
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