unscrupulous angel

The inheritance of the strange man Xia Wentian is really important!

Never thought of it before, that's all.Now that I have thought of it, there is absolutely no possibility of giving up.In any case, the inheritance must be found out.

But how to find it is indeed a difficult problem.

Although the big hooligan said to dig three feet, is it really useful to dig three feet?That's absolutely nonsense!

Even spiritual perception can't find anything, let alone digging three feet, even if you search it from top to bottom, it's useless.

Sighing and shaking his head, the big hooligan took out a cigarette, lit it and smoked it leisurely.He needs to calm down now, only by keeping a calm mind can things be done.

Getting angry, getting angry, that's not going to solve the problem!

One cigarette...two cigarettes...five cigarettes.

After the big gangster changed the cigarette five times, he suddenly heard the sound of footsteps outside the small courtyard.

"Huh?" The big hooligan couldn't help being slightly taken aback, "Lao Xia has been dead for a long time, why would someone come here? Could it be that someone has the same purpose as me?"

The footsteps were getting closer, and after a while, a man walked into the courtyard.

The big hooligan looked at the man, who looked about 50 or [-] years old, not tall, slightly fat, not outstanding in appearance at all, and looked honest and honest.

"No, the purpose of coming here at this time is definitely different from my own." The big gangster shook his head secretly, the middle-aged man with a loyal and honest appearance has no energy in his body at all, he is just an ordinary person.How could an ordinary person come for Lao Xia's inheritance?In fact, he may not even know who Xia Wentian is.

"This little brother, who are you?" The middle-aged man couldn't help being taken aback when he saw the big hooligan.

The big hooligan smiled at him and said: "It's nothing, the owner here is my friend, and suddenly I miss him a little, so I came here to have a look."

"Then you already know?" The middle-aged man hesitated and asked.

The big hooligan nodded slightly, "I knew it a long time ago, and I sent him away in the last step."

"Hey!" The middle-aged man couldn't help but sighed heavily when he heard the words, "What a wonderful person Xia Shan is? How can you say that if you don't have it, you will be gone? It's not fair, God is not fair!"

good man?

A hint of doubt flashed in the big hooligan's eyes. He knew that Lao Xia was called a strange person, but this was the first time he had heard of this kind person.But thinking about it carefully, Lao Xia can bear the title of benevolent person.With his temperament, he must do a lot of good deeds on weekdays.

"Brother, are you really Xia Shanren's friend?" The middle-aged man suddenly thought of something, looked at the gangster with a serious face, and asked.

The big hooligan couldn't help laughing, and said: "Is this still fake? Everyone is gone, do you think it's necessary for me to pretend to be his friend?"

"Well, that's true." The middle-aged man thought for a while, and nodded involuntarily.

The big hooligan looked at the middle-aged man rather strangely, and some did not understand why he had to ask such a question.

"Huh!" The middle-aged man let out a sigh of relief and said, "Since you are really Xia Shanren's friend, then I can finally complete what Xia Shanren entrusted to me."

After saying this, he took out something from his pocket, walked up to the big rogue, and said, "This is what Xia Shanren ordered me to give it to you, please keep it safe."