When Xia Pingan was sitting in the carriage of the carriage and heading towards the Yuhong Road Wharf, in the secret mandala of Xia Pingan, a few summoned farmers were busy.

In the secret warehouse, in addition to the corpses that Xia Pingan just put inside, there are also some handcuffs and fetters that Xia Pingan had previously entered in the warehouse of Yahang.

Those handcuffs and shackles are iron and quite heavy. These things are used by Yaxing to imprison and intimidate those women. If a woman who escapes and does not yield is caught by Yaxing, Yaxing will give them to those women. Put on handcuffs and shackles, locked in his own warehouse, intimidated, abused and tortured until the women surrendered.

Several farmers in the secret mandala are putting those handcuffs and shackles on the bodies of those corpses-they are regarded as returning to their original owners.

It didn't take long for the carriage to arrive at the Yuhong Road Wharf. Xia Ping got off the carriage and spent more than a dozen copper plates on the wharf, buying tickets for the ferry, just in time for the last ferry tonight.

I didn't wait a few minutes on the ferry. The steam ferry buzzed twice at the pier, black smoke came out of the chimney of the ferry, and the steam generator on the ferry was spinning and driving the blades. The ferry that was already on board was like a staggering old cow leaving the pier, heading towards the opposite bank of the Qin'an River.

Water splashes on the river!

Xia Pingan sat at the stern of the ferry.

On the last ferry tonight, less than one-third of the people were seated. On the ferry, there were all night return people working hard in the capital. Several stevedores leaned on the chairs in front of Xia Pingan. , As soon as the boat sailed, he snored and fell asleep, still holding the half-eaten bread in his hand...

There are a few factory workers who are still wearing overalls, sitting together exhaustedly, discussing in a low voice that the overtime wages in the factory have been deducted...

A policeman who just got off work took off his hat and was sitting at the front of the ferry. The figure of the policeman was a little fatter. From the back, he already had a layer of white hair on his head. The hat and collar of the police uniform are both A layer of white salt soaked in sweat.

There are a few students who look like they are studying in the capital.

There are also two women, one looks like a salesperson in a shopping mall, sitting on the ferry rubbing her numb calf, and another woman is a little pretty. The woman is in her twenties and is wearing a blue dress. She wore a beige coat with a wide brim. His face was exquisite and there was a hint of intellectual aura in his temperament. His brows were slightly frowned, and he seemed to be full of thoughts when he looked at the river.

The painted boat cruise ship on the Qin'an River was still feasting and feasting at this time. The lights on the painted boats adorned the Qin'an River at night so enchanting. The sound of singing and music came along the river breeze, revealing the taste of drunken gold fans.

The most advanced prostitutes in Shangjing are actually not in the alleys and alleys on the ground, but on the water of the Qin'an River.

I wonder what happened to Yan Duo Jiang Duoer and them?

Thinking of the mission to Yuanqiu this time, Xia Ping'an felt a little lonely for a while.

But soon, Xia Pingan dispelled the trace of emotion in his heart. He stretched his hand out of the ferry and touched the splashing water waves on the ferry.

The shackled corpses in the secret warehouse were thus silently thrown into the Qin'an River by Xia Ping An. Following the waves caused by the ferry, one by one sank to the bottom of the river, accompanied by fish and shrimps.

Qin'an River is indeed a good place for sinking corpses, especially at night, without knowing it.

Unexpectedly, just a few days after I came to Beijing, I started to do this job.

Thinking of what Jing Lao said to him a few days ago, Xia Ping'an laughed at himself.

More than ten minutes later, the ferry had a face-to-face meeting with the ferry on the opposite side of the river and honked each other with whistle. After another twenty minutes, the ferry arrived at the pier on the opposite side of the Qin'an River. The sleeping stevedore was called Wake up, the people on the ferry boarded the pier one by one and left from the pier.

Outside the pier, there are some rickshaws and horse-drawn carriages waiting to pull people and make money at night, and a few night snack stalls are also placed on the side of the road.

The people who got off the ferry are ready to go home, and some people are still working at this time, and few people living in this city are easy.

It's not easy for Xia Pingan. His stomach is already too hungry. Today is a day of work. From morning to night, he just ate two steamed buns and a bowl of millet porridge when he went out in the morning. There was a night stall outside the wharf that made noodles, steamed dumplings and braised pork for supper. The smell of the food spread with the wind and spread under the street lights. All of a sudden, Xia Ping'an's belly screamed and began to protest.

In this world, the food that satisfies Xia Ping'an most is the food. The food in this world is all in its original taste, without preservatives, cooking oil, clenbuterol ripener, and other messy things, all the food, even the street food After the snacks are made, there are only the authentic and mellow flavor of the food itself and the seasoning, but nothing else.

Xia Pingan came to the night stall and ordered a bowl of noodles and a stewed pork at a small stall under the street light. After eating, he called a carriage and prepared to return to his rented house.

The place where Xia Ping lived was still some distance away. It was on the outskirts of the city, and it took more than half an hour to arrive by carriage.

The carriage just ran out of the road for a few minutes and passed an alley on the side of the road. Xia Ping, who was sitting in the carriage, saw the movement in the alley, and hurriedly asked the coachman to stop.

The coachman also saw the movement in the alley, and heard something. There was a faint voice of a woman calling for help in the alley, and there was a lot of people, but there were no street lights here, and the black lights on both sides of the alley were blind, so I couldn't see clearly.

Although the coachman stopped the car, he looked a little scared and hesitant. "Sir, you are not a policeman. It's so late. Don't be nosy. Those people are not easy to provoke. Why don't you go to the police station to call the police..."

"It's too late to call the police, you don't have to go, just wait for me over there!" Xia Ping'an said, and walked towards the alley.

The summoner has the ability to see things in the dark. When he looked at it just now, he saw that the young and beautiful woman who was on the ferry with him before was blocked by a few flowing people in the front alley. The sluggish man started to molest her hands and feet. The situation was a little uncomfortable, and the woman screamed in fright.

In this environment, if he didn't make a move, that woman would be miserable tonight.

Before Xia Ping'an walked into the alley, he heard the sound of "driving." Xia Ping'an turned his head and saw the carriage driver he was riding in shaking the reins. He didn't linger for a moment. He actually drove the carriage and ran away. Stay and wait for Xia Ping An.

I rely on!

Xia Ping'an cursed secretly, speeded up his pace and walked towards the alley.

There were four gangsters in the alley, and they found that Xia Ping'an was walking towards them quickly, and the gangsters stopped at the same time and winked at each other.

"Damn, where the kid who popped out, dare to care about my nostalgia, it's almost death..." A **** cursed, his eyes flashed fiercely, and when he drew it on his body, he took out a sharp dagger and pointed directly at it. Xia Pingan's lower abdomen stabbed over.

How could that **** be Xia Ping's opponent? Seeing that **** stabbed at him with a dagger, Xia Ping grabbed the bastard's wrist, and just twisted it hard, and the bastard's wrist with the dagger clicked and he was directly caught by Xia. It broke safely, and the **** let out a scream, and the face on his face was suddenly distorted~www.mtlnovel.com~ The dagger in his hand fell off.

Xia Ping'an took the dagger that the gangster had dropped, without thinking, just stuck a dagger on the thigh of the gangster, all the blades of the dagger were gone, only the handle of the dagger was held in Xia Ping'an's hand.

At this moment, the gangster's face was distorted, and his eyes protruded like dead fish.

Xia Ping'an held a dagger in one hand, expressionless, and coldly looked at the other bullies, the hand holding the dagger slowly twisted, and the dagger stuck in that bully's thigh seemed to be stuck in a keyhole. The key inside slowly turned in the flesh, and the blade of the dagger slowly turned ninety degrees in the flesh of the thigh.

This is simply torture. People next to you can even hear the sound of the dagger's blade and bone scraping. The **** who was caught by Xia Ping'an had blue veins on his face, and without a word, he directly foamed at the mouth. Fainted.

Xia Ping'an didn't say a word, but with a single knife, the gangsters were shocked.

Seeing Xia Ping's calm face from beginning to end, those gangsters knew that they had encountered a cruel character that could not be offended, and their faces changed greatly, and they were afraid to rush over again...