Infinite Script Killing

This type of person is the real danger, full of bad intentions and working hard to harm others.

If one's good friend Chang is free and just a bloodthirsty murderous lunatic, everyone can at least be on guard against him.

This kind of person is hard to guard against. Every look in his eyes, every movement, and every word he says to you is carefully packaged.

I never said a word to him, but I learned many lying skills from him.

Thus, a set of basic theories for deceiving people was summed up, which are nothing more than three routines: exposing oneself to shame to gain sympathy, talking about the past to build relationships, and bluffing to intimidate people.

I learned all of this from this guy.

He can be said to be his mentor. As his good teacher, the only thing I can give him is one sentence: "May the disease defeat you soon."

Taking two steps back, Xu Tong strode straight to the last room.

With a push, the door to the room was opened.

The door was not locked at all.

The room is not big, but it is different from other rooms.

This place doesn't feel like a ward, but more like a home.

The furnishings here are very simple, with a bed, a square table, a portrait of the great leader hanging on the wall, and a radio and thermos bottle on the table.

A rocking chair, next to it is a huge bookshelf filled with all kinds of weird novels.

Xu Tong quickly took off his shoes, strode into the room, and picked up the tea brewed in the cup on the table.

After drinking the water, he complained: "What happened? I was only out for such a short time, and the hospital actually let Wuju escape?? It's fine now. This guy ran away to somewhere, hey! His head is so big, I originally wanted to take him away when I came back this time."

"Did you eat tiger gall outside, or dig out a golden pimple? Why haven't we seen each other for a long time? You are very strong. You caused Chang Wuzhi so badly at first, but now you dare to say that you have the ability to subdue him, then You might as well show mercy and take away the guy outside the door, he's annoying me to death every day."

The speaker was an old man, holding a fan in his hand, lying on a rocking chair, holding the fan in front of his chest and shaking it gently.

The old man looks to be about the same age as Mr. Song, or even a little older than Mr. Song. He has a smooth head and a pair of snow-white long-lasting eyebrows hanging on his eyebrows, but he is very energetic.

This is the old baby in their hospital, so he is highly respected. Even the old director of the hospital would call him "old brother" when he sees him.

The origin of the old man is a mystery. I once tried to find the old man's information, but couldn't find it at all.

Even the old man has no name. The old people in the hospital call him "Old A" (吆)

Some newly appointed directors, and even the deputy deans who just took office a few years ago, were sternly warned by the old dean not to disturb the old man unless he had nothing to do.

Xu Tong has been playing here since he was a child, and runs here whenever he has something to do.

When he was young, Old A often gave him a lot of candies and even gave him toys from outside. I don’t know how he did this.

As time passed, Xu Tong felt in his heart that this was his grandfather. He didn't have so many etiquettes on weekdays. He looked the same when entering his home.

As if he sensed that the old man was unhappy, Xu Tong immediately came over obediently, tapped the old man's leg, brought the tea on the side, and started to explain.

"Hey, old man, I treat you like a brother. There is no grudge that cannot be resolved. As for the great god outside, forget it. If I really let him out, he might stab me in the back a few times."

After saying that, his eyes rolled around and he said flatteringly: "Old man, I have found a place to stay outside. Don't worry about me. I will visit you often in the future."

As he spoke, he did not forget to take out two cigarettes, two bottles of wine, and some peanuts from his arms and put them on the table.

Old A glanced at the things on the table and shook his head calmly: "Let's go, let's go, don't come back after you leave. It's good to have a place to stay, but there's one thing. Don't do anything illegal."

"You are different from that child without restraint. The outside world was once ours, then it was theirs, and finally it is yours. Remember, be a human being and keep a thin line. Don't drive people to death."

After Old A spoke earnestly, he waved his hand to signal Xu Tong to leave early, and don't wait any longer and be unable to leave even if he wants to.

"Okay, old man, I will remember your words."

Xu Tong suppressed the smile on his face, nodded heavily, turned around and walked out.

As soon as he went out, he touched his pocket, and sure enough he found an extra small envelope in his pocket. When he opened it, he found a check for one hundred thousand yuan inside.

Looking at the check, Xu Tong's expression darkened, and he turned back to look at Old A who was sitting in the rocking chair. He saw the old man waving the fan in his hand at him a few times to signal farewell.

Where did Old A come from with this check of 100,000 yuan? Xu Tong didn't think it was any surprise at all.

Old A is like this, mysterious, talkative, and doesn't like to be polite to others. Although he is locked up here, he has had an intuition since he was a child.

It seems that Old A is a big bird lying on the treetop. If he wants to leave, he can leave at any time.

I once asked him, why don't you leave? The outside world is so wonderful, what are you doing here? ?

But Lao A said that the outside was just a bigger cage for him, and he would never be free unless he unlocked the cage in his heart.

Xu Tong didn't know what the cage in Old A's heart was, but what was certain was that this was definitely not his cage.

He was not short of money, and there were even a few gold bars in the prop book, but he accepted the one hundred thousand yuan without hesitation.

Old A will feel at ease only if he accepts the money. He is worried that like this kid Chang Wugu, he will cause a storm outside as soon as he goes out, and it will be difficult to gain a foothold in the end.

Therefore, accepting this money is an attitude, an attitude that reassures Old A.

After saying goodbye to Old A, Xu Tong returned the same way, easily carried Sun Liansheng, who was still unconscious, on his shoulders and brought him to Ronaldinho on the first floor.

Ronaldinho was also surprised by Xu Tong's appearance, but he had been stimulated too much today. When Xu Tong threw Sun Liansheng into his arms, Ronaldinho's mind hadn't even turned around yet. Only when he came back to his senses did he realize that Xu Tong People have left.

A few days passed in the blink of an eye.

There are still many patrolling police cars on the road.

But the matter has been almost suppressed, and there is no follow-up news report at all.

This also confirmed his worries from the side. Worried that this bastard Chang Wuju would really become a player?

He felt very unhappy when he thought that the pawns, MTs, and good brothers he had appointed were poached by the Script Experience Center.

But he was unhappy, and there was nothing he could do about it.

"What are you thinking about?? Hurry up and follow me!"

At this time, Mr. Song walked out of the house carrying a small satchel and shouted to Xu Tong.

"Master, whose family is hosting a banquet?"

Hearing this, Mr. Song was so surprised that he didn't pick up the stool and slap him. He said angrily: "You just know how to eat. You don't work much all day long, but you eat a lot."

As he said that, he threw the satchel around his waist to Xu Tong and pointed to the north: "Go, call a car, let's go eat... Bah, bah, bah, go to Beimang Mountain."

"Beimang Mountain?? So late?"

"Stop talking nonsense and hurry up."

Under Song Lao's urging, Xu Tong could only carry his backpack, hail a taxi, and go straight to Beimang Mountain.

The driver in the car heard that he was going to Beimang Mountain and didn't think it was strange.

Although there have been countless barren hills in Beimang since ancient times, they are now no longer allowed to be buried, and a jungle park has been built on them. Even if it is the Tomb Sweeping Day to visit the ancestors' graves, they cannot burn incense and light fires.

Now it's lively up there, and there's a barbecue restaurant. There are not a few people who go there to have barbecue in the evening.

The driver was also talkative along the way, talking nonsense. As he talked, the driver glared, stepped on the accelerator and stopped the car. He turned around and said with a smile: "You two, go ahead on the path ahead. It’s just a few steps away, it’s not easy to drive there, so you can get off here.”

Xu Tong's brows tightened, and his expression immediately turned ugly. Wasn't this a clear sign of a rush? This place was still three kilometers away from Mangshan.

Just when he was about to get angry, he was stopped by Mr. Song.

"Okay, let's get out of the car and leave. You don't have to change the money."

As Mr. Song said that, he pulled Xu Tong out of the car. The driver curled his lips and stuffed the money into his pocket. He turned his eyes and looked at the girl standing on the roadside not far away. He stepped on the accelerator and drove the car. Go over.

Watching the car drive away, Xu Tong snorted and remembered the car's license plate number.

Mr. Song looked disapproving of this, and said with a smile: "Actually, it's just right to stop here. Let's blow in the wind, take a walk, and walk slowly over to digest food. By the way, the book I gave you last time, You saw where it came from."

It was a good thing that Mr. Song didn't mention it, but when he mentioned it, Xu Tong became confused. He threw the last book on the bedside and didn't even read a page.

Looking at his face, Mr. Song immediately understood and immediately scolded him.

Seeing that the road ahead was getting darker and darker, Xu Tong quickly found something to say to divert the conversation: "Master, why are we coming to Beiman Mountain so late? It's not to have barbecue, right?"

As Xu Tong said, he couldn't help but look at the barbecue restaurants in the distance, not to mention that they tasted pretty good.

"You, rotten wood cannot be carved. Today is the death anniversary of your master. Let's go up and kowtow to your master. By the way, your master can teach you his unique skills, and also give you the ability to protect yourself."

"A unique skill!!"

Xu Tong's eyes suddenly lit up and he quickly asked: "What's this secret skill?"

When Mr. Song saw his appearance, a look of pride suddenly appeared on his face. He touched his beard and whispered: "Bless Shankou!"