Rebirth of a Counterattack: Godly Doctor Shizi Fei

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Chapter 1335

Zhong Wen chuckled: "It seems that the people they are waiting for are unlucky."

The guys were happy, didn't say much, greeted them to rest, and turned away.

Zhong Wenchao Wanxun whispered: "Although these people did not recognize us, they have doubts in Bao Qi. They must have multiple eyes at night and be careless."

Wan Zheng nodded, his eyes fell on the bag, and he smiled bitterly: "Who can think of such a bag as a suspicious target, I wouldn't use it anymore."

They are not afraid of these people, they are not afraid of fighting or bleeding, they are afraid of delaying their return, they do not want to make things happen again.

I didn't sleep well that night. I was thinking of the inscription in my heart, and I was also wary of enemy raids. I was exhausted physically and mentally, but when I thought I had got the black armored snake that can cure the inscription, I was tired again. And empty, just want to return to Kyoto sooner, faster and faster.

In the early morning, the two got up early in the morning. From the guest room downstairs, the fierce men were still staying in the hall of the station, but they fell asleep on the ground or on the bench. They left lightly, even I didn't care about eating breakfast. When I took the horse, I met a young man who came out of the hut. The young man narrowly squinted and walked while wearing a trousers belt. The eyes scanned the two people who took the horse out. After thinking about it suddenly, I turned my head and looked at it again. The two men had stepped on the horse's back, quickly struck the horse and left, and went to the official road to the north.

He scratched his head, feeling something wrong, but sometimes he couldn't remember what was wrong, and he scratched his head into the room. When Xiao Er came out with the steamed bun and gruel, he stepped forward and stuck a **** in his mouth. "The boy is good, knowing that the uncle is hungry, this will bring breakfast to you."

Xiao Er's face was awkward, hey he laughed twice, his eyes swept across the room, and he muttered, "Hey? Why isn't anyone here?"

The youth followed his gaze and looked: "Who is gone? Who is it for?"

Xiao Erdao: "Guests who stayed at the hotel yesterday, I saw them coming downstairs. How could I have lost this effort?"

Thinking of the two he just saw, the young man immediately stopped biting his **** and asked, "Is it an old man and a young man?"

Xiao Er nodded: "Yeah, I came to the hotel last night, carried a leather bag, and said he would enter the city to sell snakes in the morning."

The young man remembered the man he had just seen, and the young man did carry a leather bag on his back. It was the two that he had seen last night. No wonder he just felt familiar.

Hey--no, didn't you say you want to sell snakes in the city? But they went north obviously, not in the direction of the southern Tibetan city.

The more he thought about it, the sooner he woke up.

Middle-aged fat man rubbed his eyes and sat up from the table, yawning and asked, "What is so anxious?"

The young man said something just now.

The middle-aged fat man could n’t hear it immediately: "These two people must not be selling snakes. Last night I thought, how could a villager catching snakes use such a good leather bag to pack snakes? A snake, can't afford a leather bag like that. "

He remembered the portrait on his body and hurriedly took it out for a closer look. The portrait was only painted by a single man, in his forties, looking handsome, gorgeously dressed, and completely different from the person he had met last night.

The young man next to him pointed at the kendo on the portrait: "Boss, this sword, isn't this sword just held by the man just now."