This kind of person is a real danger, and he is full of bad water and is harmful to others.

If your good friend is often unrestrained and just a bloodthirsty murderous lunatic, everyone can at least be careful.

And this kind of person is hard to guard against. Every look, every move, and every word you say is carefully packaged.

I have never said a word to him, but I have learned a lot of lying skills from him.

This summarizes a set of basic theories for deceiving people, which are nothing more than three routines, revealing one's family illusions to gain sympathy, talking about the past and making relationships, and bluffing and intimidating people.

All these were learned from this guy.

It can be said that he is my good teacher and friend. As my good teacher, the only thing I can give him is one sentence: "I hope the disease will defeat you early."

Retreating two steps back, Xu Tong strode straight towards the last room.

With a casual push, the people in the room were opened.

This door is not locked at all.

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

It doesn't look like a ward, it's more like a home.

Even though the furnishings here are very simple, a bed, a square table, a portrait of a great leader hanging on the wall, and a radio and thermos are placed on the table.

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

Xu Tong took off his shoes quickly, strode into the room, picked up the tea made in the cup on the table and drank a cow drink.

After drinking the water, he complained: "What's wrong? I've been out for so short time, and the hospital actually let Wu Ren run away? Now that I'm fine, I don't know where this guy has gone. Alas! I'm so big. I wanted to take him away when I come back this time."

"You have eaten tiger gall outside, or the golden lumps dug out. Why haven't you seen each other for so long? You have a strong waist. You were so bad at the beginning. Now you dare to say that you have the ability to conquer him. Then you might as well take the one outside the door away with you. You are so annoyed every day."

The person speaking was an old man holding a fan in his hand, lying on a rocking chair, holding a fan in his hand, shaking gently on his chest.

The old man looked like Mr. Song last year, and even bigger than Mr. Song. He had a bare head and a pair of snow-white long-lived eyebrows hung on the tips of his eyebrows, but his spirit was very good.

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

The old man's origin has become a mystery. He once tried to search for the old man's information, but he couldn't find it at all.

Even the old man has no name, and the old man in the hospital calls him Old A (Ye)

Some new directors, even the vice president who just took office a few years ago, have been severely warned by the old president, not to disturb this old man if he is fine.

Xu Tong has been playing here since he was a child, and if he has something to do, he will run here.

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

After a long time, Xu Tong felt from the bottom of his heart that this was his grandfather, and he didn't have so much etiquette on weekdays. Entering the door was the same as entering his own home.

As if he noticed that the old man was unhappy, Xu Tong immediately came over well, knocked the old man's leg, brought the tea beside him, and opened his mouth to explain.

"Hehe, old man, I treat you as free as a brother, and I have no grudge that I can't be able to dissolve. As for the great god outside, let it go. If you really let him go, you might stab me in the back."

After saying that, he glanced around and said with a compliment: "Old man, I have found a place to stay outside. Don't worry about me anymore. I will come to see you often in the future."

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

Old A glanced at the things on the table and shook his head calmly: "Let's go, go, don't come back after you leave. It's good to have a place to stay, but there is one thing that is to do something that is cheating and cheating, and you are not allowed to do it."

"You are different from that child Wugui. The outside world was once ours, then theirs, and finally yours. Remember, stay at the forefront of being a human being, don't drive people to death."

After Old A finished speaking earnestly, he waved his hand to signal Xu Tong to leave early and not to wait for a while but he couldn't leave.

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

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

As soon as he went out, he touched his pocket and found that there was a small envelope in his pocket. When he opened it, he found that there was a check worth 100,000 yuan.

Looking at the check, Xu Tong looked dark and looked back at Old A who was sitting on the rocking chair. He saw the old man shook the fan in his hand and waved at him a few times, indicating goodbye.

Where did Old A come from for this 100,000 yuan check? Xu Tong didn't think there was anything surprising at all.

This is how Old A is, mysterious, talks little, and doesn't like to be polite. 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 treetops. If he wants to leave, he can leave at any time.

I once asked him why I didn’t leave? The world outside is so wonderful, what should I do if I stay here?

But Old A said that facing him outside is just a bigger cage. If he doesn't untie the cage in his heart, he will never be free.

Xu Tong didn't know what the cage in Old A's heart was, but what is 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 100,000 yuan without hesitation.

Only when he accepted the money himself would he feel at ease. He was worried that like the boy Chang Wuku, he would cause ups and downs outside as soon as he went out, and he would not be able to gain a foothold in the end.

So accepting this money is an attitude that makes Lao A feel at ease.

After saying goodbye to Old A, Xu Tong returned the same way, carrying Sun Liansheng, who was still in a coma, on his shoulders, and brought him to Xiao Luo on his side on the first floor.

Luo was also surprised by Xu Tong's appearance, but he was too stimulating today. When Xu Tong threw Sun Liansheng into his arms, Luo's mind had not turned around yet. When he came back to his senses, he realized that Xu Tongren had left.

A few days passed in a blink of an eye.

There are still many patrol police cars on the road.

But things have almost been suppressed, and there is no news following up.

This also indirectly confirmed his concern. Worrying that Chang Wugui, this bastard, really became a player?

When he thought of his own pledge, MT, and his good brother, who was poached by the script experience hall, he felt very unhappy.

But no matter how unhappy he is, he has no other way to do this.

"What are you thinking about? Hurry up, come with me!"

At this time, Mr. Song walked out of the house with a small bag on his back and shouted to Xu Tong.

"Master, who has started the banquet?"

When Mr. Song heard this, he didn't lift the small stool to slap him, and said angrily: "You know you eat. You don't do much work all day long, but you eat a lot."

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

"Beijingshan?? So late?"

"Stop talking nonsense, hurry up."

Under the urging of Mr. Song, Xu Tong could only carry a bag, stop Yiliang's taxi and head straight to Beimang Mountain.

The driver in the car heard that he was going to Beimang Mountain, but he didn't think there was anything strange.

Although there have been countless desert hills in the north since ancient times, they have not been buried now, and have been built into a jungle park. Even if they visit the ancestors on Qingming Festival, they cannot burn incense and ignite fire.

Now it’s lively and there’s a barbecue restaurant. There are not a few people who go to eat barbecue at night.

The driver was also talking nonsense along the way. As he was talking, the driver glared at him and stopped the car with a throttle. He turned around and smiled, "Two, just walk a few steps forward on the road ahead. It's not easy to drive there, so you can get off here."

Xu Tong's brows tightened, and his expression suddenly became unfavorable. Isn't this an obvious way to drive the passengers? It's still three kilometers away from Mangshan.

Just as 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 need to find money."

As he said that, Mr. Song 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 by the roadside not far away. He kicked the accelerator and drove over.

Watching the car travel far away, Xu Tong snorted coldly, remembering the license plate number of the car.

Mr. Song looked disapproving of this and said with a smile: "Actually, it's just right to stop here. Let's take a walk, walk slowly, just treat it as digesting food. By the way, where did you see the book you gave you last time."

It would be fine if Mr. Song didn't mention it, but when he mentioned it, Xu Tong became very imaginary. He threw the book on the head of the bed last time, but he didn't read a single page.

When Mr. Song saw his face, he immediately understood and immediately scolded him.

Seeing that the road ahead was getting darker and darker, Xu Tong hurriedly found a question and transferred it out: "Master, why are we here to come to Beimang Mountain so late? Isn't it here to have a barbecue?"

Xu Tong said, looking at the barbecue restaurants in the distance, not to mention that the taste was quite good.

"You, rotten wood cannot be carved. Today is your master's death day. Let's go up and kowtow to your master, and let your master give him a unique skill to you, so that you can also have the ability to protect yourself."

"Unsense!!"

Xu Tong's eyes lit up and he hurriedly asked, "What's the unique skill?"
Chapter completed!