She stood up and ran towards the commercial street that Long Yan mentioned.
He was so focused on his feet and in a hurry that he didn't notice that in the dark and damp cell across from him, Duan Xiaolin was standing at the boundary between light and dark on the first floor, wiping the blood from the muzzle of the gun with his hand.
He was followed by two other men wearing the characteristic masks of Farrand.
She was reporting something to him with her head down, and he lowered his eyes. He was shot at close range, and blood slowly flowed down the cold muzzle. His face was cold and oppressive, with deep eyebrows and deep bones.
He kicked the body at his feet and tried to escape, then knelt down and begged, "Drag."
The body was dragged across the ground, leaving a trail of blood.
This added another dark stain of blood to the floor of the dungeon.
Duan Xiaolin turned around and walked out of the water prison. He saw the figure of the man running away hurriedly from afar, and he narrowed his eyes.
Ying appeared beside him: "She didn't see it just now, but she saw what happened at the execution ground. Then she vomited for a long time and was in a daze the whole time."
"Stop her next time."
"yes."
"I'll follow her. You go back first."
Pei Xiqing hurried to the commercial street, checking the time on his phone as he ran.
She even checked in. She could be in a daze for the whole afternoon, with her mind full of the plot, and she didn't take a single photo.
It's too late now.
Pei Xiqing ran fast and accidentally bumped into someone. Unexpectedly, it was the old lady who had shown her the way in the afternoon.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Pei Xiqing squatted down to pick up the vegetables from her basket, "I'll buy all these."
The old lady quickly said, "No, it's not a big deal. Don't take it to heart, little girl. Grandma is fine."
"I love all these dishes. I'm going home to cook tonight."
"Really?" The old lady nodded and said, "Cook, cook, but whose family are you from? You're buying food so late. I'm afraid your husband will scold you."
Pei Xiqing was a little puzzled: "It should be fine. I won't be scolded."
"That's all. Grandma has to go home early to cook, otherwise my husband and son will be angry. But since we've sold all the vegetables today, they won't say anything. Thank you, girl."
"Grandma, please go slowly." She was looking for her card and picking up things at the same time. The vegetables next to her were picked up by her other slender hand. She raised her head and said, "Brother Duan?!"
Duan Xiaolin asked, "Want to eat these dishes?"
"Um……"
"Put it all up."
When the old lady saw him, her face turned pale and her lips trembled, and she didn't dare to speak for a while.
Duan Xiaolin took out a crystal core and handed it to him.
The old lady didn't move either.
It was like the whole person had turned into wood.
It was only when Pei Xiqing reached out to take it and handed it over that the old lady calmed down a little. She pinched the crystal core, nodded tremblingly, gave them the food, and left without looking back.
Pei Xiqing was puzzled: "What happened to her?"
"Maybe he's in a hurry to get back to cook."
"Are you scared if you cook late at the base?"
"That's right."
She frowned slightly.
The man took off his bloody coat and held it in his hand.
He took the bag and looked at her profile gently, "Most people will, but not everyone will."
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