My villa can pass through

"Okay, everyone, don't worry, there are plenty of goods." He talked too much day by day, greeted too many guests, and his voice was a little hoarse.

This is the case with business. Although you earn a lot, some businesses are really tiring.

A woman in her forties was well dressed, and her family seemed to be in good condition. She was wearing a dark green wool coat and a pair of lambskin leather shoes. A few items.

These are all imported snacks, and it is not easy to buy them in ordinary places, and some of them cannot be bought.

The woman in the dark green woolen coat chose chocolate, wafer biscuits and other snacks, and also chose leather shoes, woolen cloth, cashmere sweater and so on.

Yuanyuan just glanced at it, she was really rich, and she actually bought so much.

At that time, there were quite a lot of rich people.Some people have not gone to Hong Kong Island thousands of miles away, or even more distant foreign countries.

Their assets are still strong, and they can still communicate with relatives abroad and receive packages sent back from abroad.

It can be said that their days are not yet shocking.

Still living a wealthy life, but not so extravagant and ostentatious, at least not on the outside.But in your own home, you can make as much publicity as you want.

Since she opened the stall, she has encountered many customers like the woman in the dark green woolen coat.

Every day, but every time she felt that they were really rich.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, Yuanyuan closes the stall.

As soon as I closed the stall today and walked out of the black market, I found someone following me.

She didn't look back, she kept walking, turned left, turned right, and then turned to a place she was familiar with. It was an abandoned factory building, and few people usually came here.

She knew this place because the abandoned house she escaped into the villa space was not far from here, but her place was more remote and more secretive.

After leading people around and into the abandoned factory building, using the distance between the two of them, she quickly dodged into a corner, and then took out a long iron rod from the villa space.

She walked out from the narrow corner where she hid her figure, and faced the person who was following her. Not far away, there was a tall and thin man who saw the woman she was following facing her.

He was also taken aback.

But soon, a wretched expression appeared on the scarred face, and the voice was full of viciousness, "Don't waste your efforts, thinking that you can get rid of me. Back then, I was a famous grass flyer in the world." , the stalker has never missed a shot."

"Try it, anyone who dared to follow me died 20 years ago." The deliberate exposure time made people mistake her for a middle-aged woman.

Her voice is hoarse now, which is more in line with it.

Her voice was cold, like a voice from hell, quite frightening.

"Then try." When he spoke, the man with the scar had already bullied him, but he couldn't be faster than Yuanyuan, who was carrying an iron rod. He swung the long iron rod and hit the scar directly and roughly. on the man's head.

Facing the person who wants to kill her, even if she is stupid, she knows that she can't let this person succeed, she has to hit the vital point at once, and then she has to make him incapable of resisting.

"Ah, bitch dare to hit hard." The man was hit by the iron rod, and a blood hole was directly smashed out of the head, and blood gushed out.

The man with the scar covered the blood hole with one hand, the pain was so painful that his facial features were twisted together.

Maybe it's really hurting, Yuanyuan is worried, before this person reacts.Another blow came, the iron rod was long, and it directly hit the scarred man's shoulder.

With the blood hole on his head and the blow on his shoulder, the man with the scar didn't even show his power, he backed up and fell to the ground.

But Yuanyuan still didn't let him go, and didn't go forward. After walking a few steps, she hit the scarred man's leg with an iron rod.

"How is it possible, the iron rod is so long, how can you, a woman, still have the strength?"

That's right, the man with the scar doesn't understand that with such a long iron rod, it is difficult for ordinary people, even men, to use it hard, and it won't hit people too hard.

That's why the man with the scar started to sneer and didn't take it seriously.

But he didn't expect that he not only swung it, but also exerted all his strength.

This is really unbelievable.He stared wide-eyed.

"Humph, there are more things you can't think of." Yuanyuan walked in, pretending to grope in the basket behind her, and even found out the hemp rope, dragging the scarred man, and tied it to the concrete pier.

They were bound so tightly that their hands were twisted into twists, making it impossible to move.

She is timid and knows that these bastards have some skills, so she dare not underestimate them.

None of these people knew what hidden skills he had, and he didn't show it to others.

Sitting in front of the man with the scar, he took out a dagger from the basket, pointed at the man's chin, and asked, "Say, who told you to follow me? Say your name and your identity."

She is only timid at home and outside, but she is not afraid of getting into trouble, but sometimes she is a bit bold.

The man with the scar sneered, but refused to say, maybe because he thought about the power behind him.The woman in front of him didn't dare to do anything to him, or he felt that someone could save him.

Anyway, the man sneered, but didn't speak.

He thought Yuanyuan had nothing to do with him.

It's a pity that Yuanyuan has a way. After groping through all the pockets on his body, she took out a pill from the villa space and stuffed it into his mouth.

Then he took out a recording pen, tied it to him, quietly watched his performance, and told all the evil things he had done in his life.

After finishing speaking, he fed another little red pill, which instantly erased his recent memory.I will never remember it in my life.

The little red pill is an interstellar pill, which can erase memories within a month.

Yuanyuan hasn't been to the provincial capital for a month, not afraid that he will have herself in his memory.

After finishing all this, she quietly went to a secret place and typed out a paragraph with an ancient typewriter. She wore gloves from the beginning to the end, not daring to leave fingerprints.

She wiped the recording pen, the man's clothes and the hemp rope vigorously with a rag.

She made sure that nothing was missed. She knocked the scarred man unconscious and threw him into the space until [-] o'clock in the evening. She took away the recording pen. His whole body was drenched, and a lot of water splashed down. She saw the man's clothes and feet. The dirt on the shoes is washed away.

After she left the abandoned factory building, she went into the villa space to change her shoes, then quietly touched the vicinity of the public security office, and then deliberately threw the person loudly at the gate, and also put the recording pen charging method and charging things, and a set of A piece of paper with words was placed on the ground, and there were detailed instructions on how to use the voice recorder.

He ran away quickly.

She did this because she wanted the police to deal with this person. This person is not a good person. He has many lives in his hands, and it seems that he still has a special identity that has not been discovered.

It's well hidden.

It's time to pay the price for her actions, she came out by mistake.

As for the recording pen, she did it on purpose. The recording tool has long been available, and the recording pen is handed over to them, maybe they will need it in the future.

One's own identity must never be revealed.

No matter what they think, they don't think of themselves.

In this era, there are still quite a few capable people who hide their past identities.

Since the end of the war of aggression ten years ago, those people have sought a way out, hiding their past among the crowd, and wanting to live the lives of ordinary people.

Before, it was for the country to expel the invaders, it didn't matter which side they were on, that was for the country.Later, because of identity issues, they first switched over and worried about the safety of their family members, or wanted to live a peaceful life.

I chose to hide my identity, found an ordinary job, and then hid in the crowd.

There are people like this everywhere, and the higher-ups know that as long as they don't participate in sabotage activities, they won't deliberately look for them in every city and village.

How much manpower and material resources will it take.

It is because of this that Yuanyuan is not afraid of being held accountable.

Recording pens don’t exist in this era. It’s an advanced item, and it’s impossible for ordinary people to have it. They wouldn’t think that it was brought out by such a little girl.

After doing all this, she ran desperately, without thinking about staying here to watch the fun.

With a splash, a noise was heard in the public security office (police station), and a person walked out, but saw nothing but a person on the ground. object.

Xiao Zhang was newly assigned by the public security office, and he was also transferred from the army.

Not knowing the situation, he turned sideways and shouted to the courtyard door, "Director, Director, come out."

"Hey, what's the matter?" Director Yu rushed over with another police officer in an old military uniform.

"Xiao Zhang, what's the matter?" Director Yu put on his cotton-padded clothes while walking, and when he came out, he saw a wet man on the ground, a small piece of paper with his fingers, and an unknown object.

"Director, look."

The three of them got the person in first, then changed into dry clothes, read what was written on the paper, set the method, turned on the recorder, and listened quietly, the more they listened, the more gloomy their faces became.

A phone call was made, and soon, someone from the bureau took away Cao Shangfei, the paper, and the recording pen.

(Postscript) More than ten days later, the matter of flying on the grass was confirmed one by one, they were pressed to the square for a public trial, and then they were escorted to the execution ground and shot.

But there were also people looking for the person who delivered the grass to the police, but they couldn't find it in the whole city.

At noon on the 29th of the Lunar New Year, Yuanyuan went home with big bags and small bags.

Wude City is only two hours away from the provincial capital (the better car on the later road is faster), get off the bus to the city, then transfer to the village entrance.

At the entrance of the village, the boss waited with his father.

The father and son have been waiting in the cold wind for more than two hours, and have been waiting here since lunch.

Walking back and forth, when Father Peng was anxious, he finally saw his daughter. As soon as the car stopped, Father Peng ran faster than a monkey, and rushed in instantly.

He also yelled at the son behind him, "Boss, come up quickly."

But it was another face to the girl, "My girl, let's go home."

Surrounded by strong fatherly love, Yuanyuan pointed to the large and small bags on the other seat on the ground, coquettishly, "Father, there are too many things, I can't carry them."

Father Peng was really frightened, one seat was stacked high, and there were a lot of them on the ground, and then he saw his daughter pointing to the space next to the driver in front and said, "That's also there."