Pension Strategy

I was thinking about things in my heart, and when I walked out of the town and walked to a quiet place in the suburbs, the third master remembered what was wrong with him from the beginning.

He glanced at Ning Qiu, who seemed to have also forgotten, and reminded aloud, "Old lady, your grandchildren are still in town, so you just left without telling them. Will there be a problem?"

Ning Qiu glanced at him and said calmly, "Is there any problem, will you tie them up and threaten me?"

"Hehe, this is definitely not the case." The third master smiled shyly.

The old lady can safely let her two and a half grandchildren walk around the town by herself, and leave it to two strangers for protection, she must have her back.

The question he just asked was a little stupid.

The conjecture of the third master this time is mostly correct. Although she let the two children go by themselves, she would know where they went, no matter how far they were, and she would give them enough security.

But more, entrusting them to be responsible for the purchase of the things to be bought during the Mid-Autumn Festival is to cultivate their opinions and independence.

Growing up is not only about education, but also with personal experience, in order to have a deeper experience.

As soon as they reached the door, there was a scolding, "Who is it!"

The third master whispered back, "It's me."

The people inside immediately opened the door and said with a smile: "Third Master, you are finally back."

When they saw the third master followed by a simple old lady, they were just stunned for a moment, but they didn't ask any more questions. If the third master could bring him here, he was not a simple person.

"How is he." The third master walked in and asked.

A younger brother said with disgust: "I wanted to scold when I was covering my mouth. When I was **** at the latest, I made a noise to drink water. We drank it a few times, but we still have to drink it today, and It's strange to drink so much water and not ask to go to the toilet."

"We saw that he asked a lot, and he was very noisy. We knocked him out, saving trouble." Another younger brother also said.

They are the subordinates of the third master, and the third master is suppressed by the owner of the workshop. Usually, he does not like to treat them as dogs. Grandpa has also spoken, as long as people don't die, they can do whatever they want.

But they are not stupid. The third master must have something to do when he ties people, so he just punches and kicks from time to time, and does not do other excessive things.

Hearing this, Ning Qiu stopped and said solemnly, "He doesn't want to drink water, but to report the news and find someone to rescue him."

"Ah?" The two younger brothers were stunned. They looked at Ning Qiu and then at the third master, not knowing what to do.

The third master glanced at the owner of the shop who was **** with five flowers and threw it on the haystack, and said with a frown, "You mean, he was trying to find a way to mark all the way."

"The Khitan people don't know water, but they are very good at marking the way." Ning Qiu explained.

"That is to say, we have been ambushed for a long time, and we are waiting to be caught." The third master's face sank.

He didn't expect that one day, he would be treated as a mantis and attacked by the oriole.

Hearing this, the two younger brothers immediately took their weapons and stood beside the third master, looking around with vigilance, for fear that someone would suddenly appear.

Ning Qiu nodded, "You can say that."

"Damn, this turtle grandson is really cunning!" The two little brothers scolded.

The third master's face is not good-looking, and whoever knows that he is put together will not be in a good mood, "Should we withdraw first?"

No one knows how many people came from the other party. If it was the powerful man in black last night, then everyone would explain it here.

"What do you do with the withdrawal, I'm still worried that they won't come out." Ning Qiu squatted in front of the owner of the shop, and greeted him directly on the face of the owner, with a crisp slap. in a dilapidated temple.

The owner's face quickly became red and swollen, showing how much effort was actually used to wave it lightly.

Seeing this scene, the other three shivered subconsciously. The old lady is a cruel person.

The instigator, if not stuffed with a mouthful of smelly socks, would definitely scold him.

Ning Qiu took off what was in his mouth and put it directly on him, not knowing where it was pressed. become pale and ugly.

Holding back the swear words that came to his mouth, his eyes showed panic, and his voice trembled: "You, what do you want to do."

It was Ning Qiu who did it, and he subconsciously regarded Ning Qiu as the mastermind behind the scenes.

However, when he saw the third master standing in front of him, Fangzhu's eyes widened again, and then his anger went straight to his forehead, daring to believe: "Gu San, I usually treat you well, you You even kidnapped me with outsiders, is this what you gave me in return!"

Blindfolded last night, he couldn't see clearly, he heard a familiar voice, but he couldn't remember who it was, but he didn't expect it to be the servile Gu San!

"Don't pretend to be here, you and I are just taking each other's interests. And I didn't expect that you dead fat pig is actually a Khitan. You are a blessing in my Central Plains, you Tell me what kind of death you want." Gu San stepped on his stomach and smiled coldly.

"How did you know!" Fangzhu blurted out, and then he subconsciously wanted to quibble, but looking at Gu San's sullen eyes, thinking that he had already determined the truth of this matter, he said again Explanation is useless, now it's life.

After weighing the pros and cons, Fangzhu calmed down. He looked at Ning Qiu and the others, holding his neck in a heroic gesture of sacrifice, "Since you know my identity, if you want to kill or cut, Listen and respect! We Khitan people are never afraid of death!"

However, the trembling body has betrayed his fear, these words are deliberately said, it is just a useless threat, delaying time and waiting for someone to save him.

"Death, it's too easy." Ning Qiu took out a jade bottle from his arms and played with it, "But life is not as good as death, it is the most painful torture. This poison is called Qianyi drunk. , make it seem like there are thousands of ants gnawing in your bones."

She poured out one and stuffed it directly into the owner's mouth.

The master retched a few times but couldn't spit it out. He immediately felt that there was no part of his body that was good. He rolled on the ground tremblingly, and kept rubbing against the ground with his body to relieve himself. It hurts, but he still glared at him and scolded, "You people from the Central Plains do things like slut, despicable and shameless!"

With this appearance, the other three also have lingering fears. The poison that the old lady took out at random is so powerful.

"Give me the antidote, give me the antidote, please, give me the antidote." He begged bitterly, the terrible attack of the poison was gradually disintegrating his persistence that he didn't have much. .

Gu San stepped on Fangzhu's chest with one foot again, and pressed hard for a circle, said coldly: "If you don't want to be tortured any more, just tell me honestly, you sneak in What is the purpose of the Central Plains!"

A branch flew over and went straight through his throat. His expression was frozen in horror, and he slowly fell backward and died.

Someone does not want him to tell the truth, because only the dead can keep the secret.