The strongest NPC in the online game Naruto

"Thank you!"

Hou Ping is a person with clear distinctions between grievances and grudges. When others treat him well, he will be kind to them. If he is like Xiao Hai, if Hou Ping does not kill him, he will already have the heart of a bodhisattva.

Old Liu Tou signaled Hou Ping not to thank you, then stood up, "Go to my house and hide for a while, this street is full of Xiao Hai's people, if you go out now, you will definitely be bumped into by their people."

As he spoke, he took Hou Ping and An An to another alley.

An An glanced at Hou Ping, saw Hou Ping nodded, took Hou Ping's hand, and followed behind Old Liu.

It is intricate inside, and the narrow passages of various alleys are like spider webs. If someone is not leading, people who are not familiar with the road conditions will definitely get lost and cannot get out.

Old Liu Tou seemed to be very familiar with this place. He led the two of them around two corners and came to a relatively spacious and quiet street.

Then he walked forward for a certain distance, and came to a slightly dilapidated wooden door.

Old Liu was groping on the wooden door frame, then took out a key, unlocked it, pushed the door open, turned around and said to Hou Ping and An An, "This is my home, I'm wronging you to hide here for a while. "

Hou Ping nodded with a smile, and followed Old Liu into the courtyard.

After entering the door, the first thing that catches the eye is a stone wall. Hou Ping knows that this is called the shadow wall, and there is also a place called the wall photo, which has a certain meaning of Fengshui.

Bypassing the screen wall, he stepped into the courtyard of Lao Liutou's house.

The yard is very depressed, with many weeds, it can be seen that no one has taken care of it for a long time.

There are also various stones piled up in the corner.

Old Liu Tou led Hou Ping to the main hall, which was decorated in a very retro way.

After Hou Ping and An An were seated, Old Liu brought water and poured a glass for Hou Ping and An An respectively, "This is an old house, and I don't bother to clean it up when I'm old, so it's so dilapidated."

Hou Ping smiled when he heard the words, "When I was betting on stones just now, I heard that Uncle Liu has a son? Why, doesn't he live with you?"

Saying this, Old Liu couldn't help sighing.

Sitting on the chair beside him, his face instantly aged a lot, with a look of bitterness and hatred.

"Speaking of which, his life is also suffering." Old Liu Tou sighed deeply again.

At this moment, the sound of smashing things suddenly came from the west wing, and the tinkling sound came to Hou Ping's ears in the main room.

An An looked curiously at the West Wing, "Uncle Liu, is there someone living in the West Wing?"

Old Liu didn't speak, stood up and greeted Hou Ping and An An. "You already knew it when you came here."

Hou Ping looked at the old Liu who was leading the way. At this time, his body was bent, and every step he took seemed very heavy.

An An also felt the emotion of old Liu Tou, and gently tugged at the corner of Hou Ping's clothes.

When he came to the window of the West Wing, Old Liu looked in the window, and there were two lines of tears on the face of the dog and comprehensive.

Seeing this, An An felt a little uncomfortable, took out a handkerchief from her pocket, and handed it to Old Liu.

Hou Ping came to the window and saw the scene inside through the window.

A young man in his 20s seemed to have no sensation in his limbs. He squirmed and tried to lie back in the middle of the bed. A small square table and a broken bowl were scattered on the floor, and the food was also scattered on the floor.

What impressed Hou Ping deeply was the young man's eyes and hands, white and slender fingers, dull and empty eyes.

Hou Ping is sure that these hands must be very delicate, and those eyes must have been very bright before.

"Is he your son?" Hou Ping asked softly.

Old Liu nodded, "Old man, I have been obsessed with jade and gambling since I was a child. I made money when I was young, and lost my fortune. I didn't get married until I was in my 30s, and I got a child when I was 40. And her mother also because of He was old and died of dystocia while giving birth to him."

"It is precisely because of this that he spoiled him too much and caused a lot of trouble." Old Liu was lost in memory, and Hou Ping saw a proud expression on the corner of his mouth, "However, he didn't let me Disappointed, when he was ten years old, he showed an amazing talent in jade, and when he was ten years old, he became famous in this jade circle."

"Then what's going on with him now?" An An was listening, and then looked at the young man in the window, asking a little puzzled.

Speaking of this, Old Liu's expression suddenly became depressed, "It was his talent that brought him this disaster."

"Zhao Qiyun bought Qiyun Road at that time, and the Zhao family entered the jade circle. In order to better monopolize the market, they began to recruit talents, trying to recruit all those who have experience in jade. Xiaotao was also spoiled by me since childhood. No, I didn't put the Zhao family in my eyes at all, and I didn't have the slightest interest in the Zhao family."

"I thought the most serious thing about this matter was that our father and I couldn't get along on Qiyun Road. At that time, we would just move out. What I didn't expect was that Zhao Qiyun saw that Xiaotao couldn't be used by him, so he Someone picked off his limbs."

Speaking of this, old Liu's tears rolled down again, his shoulders shrugged and he choked.

"This Zhao Qiyun is too hateful." After hearing the ins and outs of the whole thing, An An's pretty face was full of anger, and he said for the old Liu, "If you don't want to join the Zhao family, just cut off the hands and feet of people. Is there any king?" The law? Uncle Liu, didn’t you call the police?”

"Sigh..." Old Liu felt even more helpless when he heard this, "Reported, the police also arrested the people who picked on Xiaotao's hands and feet, and they were also sentenced, but so what? People are still at large, and there is no evidence to prove that Zhao Qiyun ordered them."

Hou Ping stretched out his hand, and was about to push the door open, but was stopped by Old Liu.

"I know you want to see Xiaotao." Old Liu looked at Hou Ping apologetically, "But since his hands and feet were cut off, he has a bad temper. I'm afraid he'll offend you."

"It doesn't matter." Hou Ping lightly patted Old Liu's head and grabbed his hand, and said with a smile, "A person's body can be crippled, but his will can't just be depressed. You don't want to see him continue to be like this, do you?"

Hearing this, old Liu Tou's muddy eyes suddenly lit up with color, and he couldn't help but let go of Hou Ping's hand.