"Hongying, are we sneaking out now?"

In the dense forest on the outskirts of the city.

Zhou Xiaoyu looked back at the dimly lit station in the distance, with a hint of incredible expression on his face.

"This is because they didn't expect someone to sneak out, so they gave us an opportunity to take advantage of it."

Dou Hongying said calmly.

"Okay, Xiaoyu, it's better for us to go and go back quickly now, so as not to have any trouble."

"I see."

Zhou Xiaoyu nodded quickly and responded, followed Dou Hongying and ran quickly towards the city.

en route.

She kept staring at Dou Hongying's back thoughtfully.

Because Dou Hongying's behavior tonight was too abnormal, it was completely inconsistent with her usual style.

Especially when they left the station quietly, Dou Hongying seemed to have planned it, and they knew the terrain of the station, the layout of the guards, etc. It is precisely because of this that they can easily slip out of the station.

She is very curious.

Who is Dou Hongying?

And what is her real intention of slipping out of the station?

But Zhou Xiaoyu chose to pretend to be stupid.

After all, her and Dou Hongying's purpose are temporarily the same.

Not long.

The two men, who were rushing all the way, quietly sneaked into this unprepared port city.

Fubo City.

"Xiaoyu, aren't you going to see your uncle? Then you will walk north along this street until you see the white flag of Tianmen with golden fonts, where is the place to accommodate relatives."

In front of a dark and hidden alley.

Dou Hongying seemed to observe the surrounding environment casually, and then pointed to the street in front of him and said to Zhou Xiaoyu.

"What about Hongying?"

Zhou Xiaoyu looked at the deserted street with sparse pedestrians in front of him and couldn't help but look confused.

"I want to go to other places later, so I won't go with you." Dou Hongying said calmly with her face. "We will have a good time here in an hour. If you don't notice that I'm back then, go back alone."

"Red Tassel..."

Zhou Xiaoyu frowned slightly when he heard this. Just as he was about to speak, Dou Hongying left a sentence and turned around and disappeared into the alley.

"Okay, Xiaoyu, I'll take the lead."

“…”

Zhou Xiaoyu stared at the empty alley in a daze. For a moment, she shook her head, and then carefully followed Dou Hongying's instructions and ran northward.

at the same time.

The white-haired middle-aged man was sitting in the spacious courtyard and humming an unknown little song leisurely, while tapping his fingers on the handrail to beat.

"You are really intrigued."

Sudden.

A rough voice broke the quiet and peaceful atmosphere in the courtyard.

"Hmph?..."

Clinking white-haired middle-aged man continued to hum a small song with deaf ears.

"When I was on South Twenty-Three Islands, I accidentally heard about you from Kang Qi. He told me that your name is Asheng, who was rescued from the sea by Zhou Xiaoyu's father 16 years ago..."

Zang Tao sat on the roof, staring at the white-haired middle-aged man in the courtyard below, as if he was talking to himself.

"Since something happened in the Holy Gate last year, I couldn't help but feel a little curious about your identity, but do you know? In fact, what really made me suspicious of you was because of a person."

"Zhou Xiaoyu."

Seeing that the middle-aged man with gray hair was still indifferent, Zang Tao couldn't help but curl up his lips and continued.

"Because without the guidance of an expert, Zhou Xiaoyu, as a fisherman's daughter, could not have mastered such fierce martial arts."

"For this reason, I specifically told my subordinates to review the archive files of South Twenty-Three Islands 16 years ago after returning to Fubo City. Guess what I found in the end?"

When the white-haired middle-aged man heard this, he gently tapped his fingers on the handrail and slowed down.

"Kang Qi told me that the previous island owner had reported something about you, but I searched through the archive files of the South Twenty-Three Islands 16 years ago, but there was no archive file about you in it. In other words... either the previous island owner lied, or you secretly intercepted the documents reported by the previous island owner."

Slap sex-

The words are over.

The white-haired middle-aged man opened his eyes and looked at Zang Tao with a smile on his face and patted his palm.

"Are all the people in your Tianmen so outstanding?"

"You just got unlucky and hit me in my hand."

Zang Tao said lightly.

"So, does this mean anything?"

The middle-aged man with gray hair is not too busy to speak slowly.

"Who are you? What is your relationship with Yanyulou?"

Zang Tao looked at the white-haired middle-aged man with a knife and asked coldly.

"Yanyu Tower?!"

However, the middle-aged man in gray hair said this name thoughtfully.

"You don't know Yanyulou?"

Seeing that middle-aged man with gray hair was not as if he was fake, Zang Tao couldn't help but frown and said.

"It's convenient to talk to me about this Yanyu Building?"

The gray-haired middle-aged man said with a gentle smile.

"You haven't answered my question yet."

Zang Tao said bluntly.

"My name is Asheng, a poor, weak and helpless ordinary person. Are you satisfied with this answer?"

The young man in gray hair sighed.

"It seems you are planning to toast and not eat the punishment."

Zang Tao narrowed his eyes slightly and said.

"I haven't drunk alcohol for many years."

The middle-aged man with gray hair sighed inexplicably.

“I can’t live with my wine that anyone can take.”

Zang Tao said in a deep voice.

"What a pity."

The white-haired middle-aged man looked at Zang Tao with pity on the roof.

"What a pity?"

Zang Tao didn't understand why.

"Your road is narrow."

In the ears.

The voice of the gray-haired middle-aged man suddenly rang out.

Immediately, a hand gently patted Zang Tao on the shoulder.

Instantly.

Zang Tao's pupils shrank suddenly, and his head was blank.

This is--

"I'm talking to you, what are you pretending to be with me at night? Let's play Detective Conan? Or the Legend of Lu Xiaofeng?"

The white-haired middle-aged man crossed his legs, took a sip of warm hot water in his hand, and glanced at Zang Tao, who was stiff and motionless in front of him, and only his eyes could turn.

"Oh, I almost forgot, you can't speak anymore."

After saying that.
To be continued...