Wicked Soldier King

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"Those things are outsiders, one-eyed. Now we should talk about our own things too? You must come to me all the time, must there be something important?" Xiang Shu narrowed his eyes, he I really want to know how Wen Xiao will deal with his question.

"Uncle Xiang, I don't hide it from you ... this time in China, it was really a big deal." Wen Xiao said while looking around, looked at Uncle Xiang's three tigers, and hesitated.

Uncle Xiang smiled slightly and waved his hand to make everyone quit, but the men thought he was hesitant considering the danger of the one-eyed owl, if anything left him and Uncle Xiang in a room, if something unexpected happened, they It was really too late to rush to the scene to save the scene.

Wen Xiao shook his head gently and said lightly: "It seems that Uncle Xiang's people don't trust me. In fact, I really don't have any doubts. Since I chose to come here, I honestly signaled to trust Uncle Xiang. I If an idiot is going to do anything, it ’s really worth the loss. I dare to have something wrong with Uncle Xiang, it ’s definitely impossible to leave here alive. Ha ha, since I lived hard to escape from China and cross the minefield. , I did n’t plan to take my life so lightly. "

"Have you heard, how sincere is the one-eyed person! You group of bastards, it's really a waste of me to educate you." Uncle Xiang shook his head helplessly: "Walk around, go away! Since the one-eyed brother wants I can trust someone who believes in me, that's worthy of me! You guys are still not interesting? "

Hearing the words of Uncle Xiang, his three tigers all retreated, and the people outside the door were dispelled, leaving Uncle Xiang's room far away. Everyone knows clearly that there is a secret to talking to Uncle Xiang alone, and anyone who hears it outside is not good.

Secrets, the less they know, the safer they are. They as mercenaries know this very well. They should n’t listen, they should n’t ask, they should n’t say, they should n’t read, they should n’t read. Only in this way can we gain more trust and live longer in this crisis-ridden state of survival.

After all the footsteps went away, Wen Xiao was relieved and relieved.

Uncle Xiang looked at Wen Xiao expectantly, hoping that what he said would not disappoint him. Uncle Xiang is the kind of person who knows exactly what he wants to know and what he wants to get.

"Uncle Xiang, when I returned to China this time, I wanted to repay the hatred that year, and wanted to kill the man who forced me to this step now." Wen Xiao spoke lightly.

"How was the result? Has it been achieved?" Uncle Xiang smiled slightly.

Wen Xiao shook his head: "No, I am not his opponent, he was directly scrapped. Completely scrapped ... Even the ability to fight back is gone."

"But ... do you look good now?" Uncle Xiang surprised.

Wen Xiao took a deep breath: "How bad I was at that time, I said you might not believe it. At that time, the vulture went to China and found me. He only needed to move his finger to let me die directly in the hospital. .. But he did n’t do it ... He wanted to watch me suffer and die. "

Uncle Xiang touched his chin: "This is indeed the vulture's style of doing things, but why is it that he is the one who dies in the end, not you?"

"This world is really amazing. There is something that can cure my situation, and this secret is also known to the vulture." Wen Xiao said: "The vulture tried to steal the magical treasure that can cure me, but was caught by the Chinese police. Killed. "

Uncle Xiang's laugh was a little cold: "One-eyed, although I am old, I haven't been confused yet. With the ability of the Chinese police, I am afraid that I haven't killed the vulture yet.

"There is a special combat effectiveness to join." Wen Xiao explained: "It is indeed impossible to rely on the police alone, but with the special combat effectiveness, the vulture is not an opponent at all. There are too many masters in China, I don't say you know. "

Uncle Xiang nodded, which is more real. The vulture is absolutely impossible to die in the hands of ordinary police. There must be a master, and it is still an ordinary master to kill it.

"The vulture failed to take away the divine thing, and I was treated." Wen Xiao said: "So I lost all my military training and gained strength again."

As Wen Xiao clenched his fists, he said that these were all tentative, and he then tried to see if Uncle Xiang cracked the vulture's email.

"Is there still such a baby in the world?" Uncle Xiang shook his head, not at all convinced by Wen Xiao: "Don't be amused by my old man, you kid, tell me a story with such illusory things and make me happy?" Hahahaha, one-eyed one-eyed, in my impression, you do n’t seem so naughty. "

Wen Xiao looked helpless: "Uncle Xiang, I really don't mean to be joking, I said everything is true. Otherwise, you see, I am a waste person, everything is restored."

"Do you know if you have become a waste person?" Xiang Shudao said.

"The vulture knows! He knows that I have become a waste person, he can even stand in front of me arrogantly, whatever I do to me, I have no ability to resist." Wen Xiao continued to exaggerate: "The vulture knows everything ! "

That's right, the vulture knows everything. In the video uploaded in his email, everything is explained.

If Uncle Xiang had cracked the e-mail box, he would know that this is true.

"Ha ha ha ha." Uncle Xiang waved his hand: "One-eyed, your kid is under the guise of a dead man. This is not good. Anyway, there is no proof of death. No one but him can prove how difficult your situation was."

Wen Xiao was at a loss, and it seemed that Uncle Xiang really didn't know anything about it: "Alas, Uncle Xiang, since you don't believe me, then I won't say much."

"Don't go on, talk about your purpose." Uncle Xiang gestured: "I believe you said, after all, you have come to my door. What is the matter, whether I can help, it should be Just talk about it. "

Wen Xiao shook his head: "It's no use talking more."

Uncle Xiang still wanted to say something, but he stopped, smiled lightly, and shifted the topic: "Have you easily crossed the border, you should take a good rest and rest, I will let you arrange a room for you, you are also comfortable Take a hot bath and wait for all the tiredness to be washed away. It ’s not too late. "

"Uncle Xiang, thank you for your hospitality." Wen Xiao said: "I'm just a guy who has nothing, and there is nothing to repay you. What can you do with my orders, I am definitely not the kind of person who eats and drinks. . "

"Hahaha, of course I know your kid." Uncle Xiang said: "But I like you guys. I treat you as a friend. If you say that, you will see you outside. I will meet you because I treat you like that. Friend, not for you to do things for me. "

Wen Xiao smiled embarrassedly.

"Okay, let's go to rest. I'll let you prepare the wine to catch the wind and the dust. I will have a drink with me for a while, and it will be regarded as a thank you to me, okay?" Xiang Shu said with a smile.

Wen Xiao clenched his fists with both hands: "Da En does not thank you, and I am ashamed to accept Uncle Xiang's hospitality."

"Stinky boy, it's too much to see!" Uncle Xiang finished up and opened the door of the room, shouting to the outside: "Come here, take my VIP to his room to rest, find two soft-waisted girls to serve me VIP guests go to bath! "

Wen Xiao refused and thanked, but Uncle Xiang insisted on arranging two girls to help Wen Xiao rub his back. Wen Xiao knew that there was also a large part of what he meant by "surveillance", and he refused to refuse any more. Soaking in the hot wooden bathtub, Wen Xiao began to review the conversation between Uncle Xiang and him, trying to find some advantages in it. clue.

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