Mo Ya accompanied Luo Yan into the theater with questions, rushed all the way to the backyard, and soon found the hunchbacked figure who was rubbing the floor.
The other party did not leave, and was still wiping the floor carefully, and the wizard said.
It's him.
Luo Yan stopped and looked at the other person with a scrutiny.
Just now, the other party scared his beloved sister-in-law, how could he give up on this matter?
The eldest brother is not at home, how can a younger brother make his sister-in-law wronged?
Sir, he has a problem?
Mo Ya also looked at Luo Yan's gaze, and when she saw the other party's ugly body, she asked in a low voice.
But from the outside, Mo Ya couldn't see anything.
I don't know, but it should be unusual. Let's go and take a look.
Luo Yan chuckled, said casually, and walked towards the other party with a step.
If you have any problems with the other party, you will know after contacting it.
A trace of interest flashed in Mo Ya's eyes, she stopped talking, followed Luo Yan closely and followed.
There were also several attendants from the theater.
Under the gaze of several people.
Luo Yan walked to the lowly servant with a foul smell all over his body, without any disgust and disgust, and squatted down and directly blocked the other party's path to wipe the floor. His dark eyes looked at the other party calmly, or more accurately, looking at the other party's eyes, trying to see something.
The disfigured ugly face slightly raised, and looked at Luo Yan with eyes in awe. The next moment, his body trembled and he quickly knelt down to Luo Yan, as if he was afraid of a big shot like Luo Yan.
It's quite similar to it.
Luo Yan muttered in his heart, it was really hard to see anything based on his appearance and expression alone.
Lord, he is just a low-ranking slave, or a mute.
A servant in the opera garden said respectfully to Luo Yan, as if he hoped that Luo Yan would not be bothered with a low-level slave.
How long has he been in your theater?
Luo Yan slowly stood up, and continued to stare at the lowly servant who was constantly kneeling down and asked softly.
More than half a month.
The attendant of the Xiyuan said respectfully.
You go out first, I want to say something to him, Mo Ya, look in the yard and don’t let anyone else come in.
Luo Yan glanced at Mo Ya and ordered.
Mo Ya nodded, waved his hand to the attendants around him, and walked outside with everyone.
No one present would speak for a low-level slave. The previous persuasion was just a worry that Luo Yan would blame him in the theater.
Luo Yan's current status is already a big shot in South Korea, and he dare not offend him at any time.
This is the benefit of status.
Soon, all the idle people walked out.
The yard was blocked by Mo Ya.
Luo Yan looked at the ugly man who was kneeling on the ground and kept kneeling down in front of him, and whispered: Stop pretending, who are you?Why do I know my sister-in-law? Why is my sister-in-law so shocked when she sees you?
Aba Aba~
The mute slave's mouth moved and made a few noises. He looked at Luo Yan with awe, and could only keep kowtowing, as if he couldn't understand what Luo Yan was saying.
Do you think I'm stupid?What's the use of pretending to be deaf and dumb?
Luo Yan sneered and said.
The mute slave still maintained a look of awe and kept kowtowing, as if he really didn't understand anything.
Don't say it?Then go and die.
Luo Yan's face turned cold, and the smile hanging on his face disappeared without a trace. He held his right hand on the hilt of the sword at his waist, pulled out the sword with a clumsy movement, and then without any hesitation, he slashed at the neck of the mute slave with one sword.
It's like a young man who kills people if he doesn't agree.
But the speed of swinging the sword was not fast, and it seemed that Luo Yan could not use the sword at all.
Mo Ya stood in the distance and frowned slightly, wondering why Luo Yan suddenly took action, but I have to say that Luo Yan's sword-waving posture is really ugly, even worse than ordinary soldiers.
Moreover, the style of the sword is quite strange. The sword does not look like a sword, and the sword does not look like a sword.
But soon.
Mo Ya's pupils shrank and his body disappeared directly from the spot.
Because at the moment Luo Yan waved his sword, the mute slave below suddenly rose up, and suddenly stood up from his kneeling posture, his eyes were cold and sharp, and he grabbed Luo Yan's wrist with agility. The cunning physical strength exploded to suppress the power of Luo Yan's arm, turned around, grabbed the sword with the momentum, and then held Luo Yan's long sword and placed it on Luo Yan's neck.
A hoarse voice slowly rang: Don't move!
The low and dead voice was like a ghost walking out of hell, with a cold breath of lifeless people.
brush!
Mo Ya stopped, standing two steps away from Luo Yan, holding a black feather in his hand, and looking at the mute slave with cold eyes.
At this distance, he was 80% sure to kill the other party and rescue Luo Yan.
But these 20% of the risks made Mo Ya hesitate.
Let go of sir, if something happens to him, I promise you will not be able to get out of Xinzheng!
I didn't want to cause trouble, it was you who caused me to trouble.
The mute slave said in a low voice.
Hearing this, Mo Ya glanced at Luo Yan and said that it was Luo Yan's fault. He had a knife on his head. He was thinking about Mrs. Hu for no reason and wanted to chop people. Something happened now.
However, there is obviously no way to blame Luo Yan for this matter. Who made Luo Yan the person Mo Ya need to protect now?
Luo Yan can do whatever he wants, but Mo Ya cannot.
Once something happens to Luo Yan, Ji Wuye will definitely not let Mo Ya go.
Luo Yan is now very important to Ji Wuye.
But there is another problem.
That is who the other party is!
Have something to do with Mrs. Hu?!
Why hide here?
What is the purpose!
However, no matter what the problem is, Luo Yan must be saved before considering it.
Looking at Luo Yan who was hijacked, Mo Ya was in a heavy mood.
Compared to Mo Ya who was in a bad mood.
Luo Yan was in a pretty good mood, as if he was not the one who was kidnapped. He even had the mood to chat with the mute slave beside him: Who are you?
A man who walked out of hell!
When the mute slave heard this, his eyes were cold and he said slowly.
Do you think you are Weizhuang Ah?
Luo Yan complained in his heart that the other party did not have the strength of Weizhuang but had the problem of Weizhuang. No wonder he was doing so miserably, lying in the theater to cleanse people.
What is your relationship with my sister-in-law?
Luo Yan continued to ask.
...An old friend.
The mute slave heard this and was silent for a long time before he said slowly, as if he had remembered a long time ago with this question.
During those years.
He is still so handsome and handsome, with an extraordinary temperament. He is the best in the army. He has a bright future, but later...
Everything is gone.
Thinking of this, the mute slave held the sword in his hand tightly, and a deep hatred appeared in his eyes, which was a hatred for Liu Yi.
The other party took everything from him and ruined everything from him.
This time he came back, he was revenge!
As soon as this thought emerged, the mute slave felt a pain in his wrist, and one arm lost consciousness. He followed closely behind and suffered a severe blow to his abdomen. The strong force made him feel like he wanted to retching.
The next moment.
The surrounding scenery quickly retreated, and he flew backwards, hitting heavily on the wall behind him. The violent impact made him feel severely painful.
Brush ~
Luo Yan pulled out the scabbard from his waist and caught the falling long sword. With the sound of entering the sheath, he stabbed out with a very fast speed. He sank into the wall with a scabbard, holding the other party's crunching nest and preventing the other party from sliding down from the wall.
Ahem~
The mute slave coughed twice, endured the pain on his body, and looked at Luo Yan in disbelief. The other party actually pretended to be a pig and ate a tiger!!
With such strong strength, he was so powerful that he couldn't even use a sword at the beginning.
Mo Ya's expression also stiffened a little, and she was a little shocked.
Luo Yan's martial arts seem to be good.
He has poor strength, no brains, and loves to pretend. How did my sister-in-law know someone like you?
Luo Yan shook his head and commented with some disgust.
It's not even good to be a killer.
You dare to believe that the hostage is still distracted?!
The other party is even more outrageous than him.
Unexpectedly, Mr. Luo, who is famous for Xinzheng, is such a villain!
The mute slave looked at Luo Yan, and the shock in his eyes slowly faded away. Following him were ridicule and mockery, some of whom he was towards himself and some of whom he said in a low voice.
You first attacked me. I slashed you openly, but you pretended to be a weak person and even hijacked me. Which of us is more villainous?!
Luo Yan chuckled and asked back when he heard this.
The mute slave was silent when he heard this, closed his eyes, as if he didn't want to communicate with Luo Yan anymore.
Mo Ya glanced at Luo Yan, then looked at the mute slave who closed his eyes and suggested: Sir, it's better to leave this matter to me, I have a way to pry open his mouth.
No, after all, I am my sister-in-law's old friend. My sister-in-law should know her. How to deal with it? Let's decide until I have seen my sister-in-law.
Luo Yan pondered for a moment and said softly.
It was getting late now, so he planned to meet Mrs. Hu first, see what Mrs. Hu said, and have a dinner by the way.
He had a premonition that the other party's identity should not be simple.
All right.
Mo Ya nodded, then stepped forward and tied up the mute slave, took out a pill and stuffed it into the other party's mouth, forcing the other party to eat it.
What did you feed?Don't kill yourself.
Luo Yan pulled out his sword and hung it back on his waist. He looked at Mo Ya's movements and asked in confusion.
It's not a poison, it's just a pill that makes the other party weak for a short period of time.
Mo Ya explained softly.
While speaking, he started to search for the other party with professional movements, but the mute slave was very poor and had almost nothing valuable on him, let alone something that could prove his identity.
He looks ugly and his figure is distorted, and he cannot tell the other party’s former identity at all.
A pill that is powerless for a short period of time?
Good stuff Ah!
Luo Yan's eyes lit up and he said softly: I have a friend who is very interested in this medicine. Do you still have it? Give me a few bottles.
When Mo Ya heard this, her face suddenly became strange and looked at Luo Yan.
How many bottles?!
He doesn't have that many.
The other party did not leave, and was still wiping the floor carefully, and the wizard said.
It's him.
Luo Yan stopped and looked at the other person with a scrutiny.
Just now, the other party scared his beloved sister-in-law, how could he give up on this matter?
The eldest brother is not at home, how can a younger brother make his sister-in-law wronged?
Sir, he has a problem?
Mo Ya also looked at Luo Yan's gaze, and when she saw the other party's ugly body, she asked in a low voice.
But from the outside, Mo Ya couldn't see anything.
I don't know, but it should be unusual. Let's go and take a look.
Luo Yan chuckled, said casually, and walked towards the other party with a step.
If you have any problems with the other party, you will know after contacting it.
A trace of interest flashed in Mo Ya's eyes, she stopped talking, followed Luo Yan closely and followed.
There were also several attendants from the theater.
Under the gaze of several people.
Luo Yan walked to the lowly servant with a foul smell all over his body, without any disgust and disgust, and squatted down and directly blocked the other party's path to wipe the floor. His dark eyes looked at the other party calmly, or more accurately, looking at the other party's eyes, trying to see something.
The disfigured ugly face slightly raised, and looked at Luo Yan with eyes in awe. The next moment, his body trembled and he quickly knelt down to Luo Yan, as if he was afraid of a big shot like Luo Yan.
It's quite similar to it.
Luo Yan muttered in his heart, it was really hard to see anything based on his appearance and expression alone.
Lord, he is just a low-ranking slave, or a mute.
A servant in the opera garden said respectfully to Luo Yan, as if he hoped that Luo Yan would not be bothered with a low-level slave.
How long has he been in your theater?
Luo Yan slowly stood up, and continued to stare at the lowly servant who was constantly kneeling down and asked softly.
More than half a month.
The attendant of the Xiyuan said respectfully.
You go out first, I want to say something to him, Mo Ya, look in the yard and don’t let anyone else come in.
Luo Yan glanced at Mo Ya and ordered.
Mo Ya nodded, waved his hand to the attendants around him, and walked outside with everyone.
No one present would speak for a low-level slave. The previous persuasion was just a worry that Luo Yan would blame him in the theater.
Luo Yan's current status is already a big shot in South Korea, and he dare not offend him at any time.
This is the benefit of status.
Soon, all the idle people walked out.
The yard was blocked by Mo Ya.
Luo Yan looked at the ugly man who was kneeling on the ground and kept kneeling down in front of him, and whispered: Stop pretending, who are you?Why do I know my sister-in-law? Why is my sister-in-law so shocked when she sees you?
Aba Aba~
The mute slave's mouth moved and made a few noises. He looked at Luo Yan with awe, and could only keep kowtowing, as if he couldn't understand what Luo Yan was saying.
Do you think I'm stupid?What's the use of pretending to be deaf and dumb?
Luo Yan sneered and said.
The mute slave still maintained a look of awe and kept kowtowing, as if he really didn't understand anything.
Don't say it?Then go and die.
Luo Yan's face turned cold, and the smile hanging on his face disappeared without a trace. He held his right hand on the hilt of the sword at his waist, pulled out the sword with a clumsy movement, and then without any hesitation, he slashed at the neck of the mute slave with one sword.
It's like a young man who kills people if he doesn't agree.
But the speed of swinging the sword was not fast, and it seemed that Luo Yan could not use the sword at all.
Mo Ya stood in the distance and frowned slightly, wondering why Luo Yan suddenly took action, but I have to say that Luo Yan's sword-waving posture is really ugly, even worse than ordinary soldiers.
Moreover, the style of the sword is quite strange. The sword does not look like a sword, and the sword does not look like a sword.
But soon.
Mo Ya's pupils shrank and his body disappeared directly from the spot.
Because at the moment Luo Yan waved his sword, the mute slave below suddenly rose up, and suddenly stood up from his kneeling posture, his eyes were cold and sharp, and he grabbed Luo Yan's wrist with agility. The cunning physical strength exploded to suppress the power of Luo Yan's arm, turned around, grabbed the sword with the momentum, and then held Luo Yan's long sword and placed it on Luo Yan's neck.
A hoarse voice slowly rang: Don't move!
The low and dead voice was like a ghost walking out of hell, with a cold breath of lifeless people.
brush!
Mo Ya stopped, standing two steps away from Luo Yan, holding a black feather in his hand, and looking at the mute slave with cold eyes.
At this distance, he was 80% sure to kill the other party and rescue Luo Yan.
But these 20% of the risks made Mo Ya hesitate.
Let go of sir, if something happens to him, I promise you will not be able to get out of Xinzheng!
I didn't want to cause trouble, it was you who caused me to trouble.
The mute slave said in a low voice.
Hearing this, Mo Ya glanced at Luo Yan and said that it was Luo Yan's fault. He had a knife on his head. He was thinking about Mrs. Hu for no reason and wanted to chop people. Something happened now.
However, there is obviously no way to blame Luo Yan for this matter. Who made Luo Yan the person Mo Ya need to protect now?
Luo Yan can do whatever he wants, but Mo Ya cannot.
Once something happens to Luo Yan, Ji Wuye will definitely not let Mo Ya go.
Luo Yan is now very important to Ji Wuye.
But there is another problem.
That is who the other party is!
Have something to do with Mrs. Hu?!
Why hide here?
What is the purpose!
However, no matter what the problem is, Luo Yan must be saved before considering it.
Looking at Luo Yan who was hijacked, Mo Ya was in a heavy mood.
Compared to Mo Ya who was in a bad mood.
Luo Yan was in a pretty good mood, as if he was not the one who was kidnapped. He even had the mood to chat with the mute slave beside him: Who are you?
A man who walked out of hell!
When the mute slave heard this, his eyes were cold and he said slowly.
Do you think you are Weizhuang Ah?
Luo Yan complained in his heart that the other party did not have the strength of Weizhuang but had the problem of Weizhuang. No wonder he was doing so miserably, lying in the theater to cleanse people.
What is your relationship with my sister-in-law?
Luo Yan continued to ask.
...An old friend.
The mute slave heard this and was silent for a long time before he said slowly, as if he had remembered a long time ago with this question.
During those years.
He is still so handsome and handsome, with an extraordinary temperament. He is the best in the army. He has a bright future, but later...
Everything is gone.
Thinking of this, the mute slave held the sword in his hand tightly, and a deep hatred appeared in his eyes, which was a hatred for Liu Yi.
The other party took everything from him and ruined everything from him.
This time he came back, he was revenge!
As soon as this thought emerged, the mute slave felt a pain in his wrist, and one arm lost consciousness. He followed closely behind and suffered a severe blow to his abdomen. The strong force made him feel like he wanted to retching.
The next moment.
The surrounding scenery quickly retreated, and he flew backwards, hitting heavily on the wall behind him. The violent impact made him feel severely painful.
Brush ~
Luo Yan pulled out the scabbard from his waist and caught the falling long sword. With the sound of entering the sheath, he stabbed out with a very fast speed. He sank into the wall with a scabbard, holding the other party's crunching nest and preventing the other party from sliding down from the wall.
Ahem~
The mute slave coughed twice, endured the pain on his body, and looked at Luo Yan in disbelief. The other party actually pretended to be a pig and ate a tiger!!
With such strong strength, he was so powerful that he couldn't even use a sword at the beginning.
Mo Ya's expression also stiffened a little, and she was a little shocked.
Luo Yan's martial arts seem to be good.
He has poor strength, no brains, and loves to pretend. How did my sister-in-law know someone like you?
Luo Yan shook his head and commented with some disgust.
It's not even good to be a killer.
You dare to believe that the hostage is still distracted?!
The other party is even more outrageous than him.
Unexpectedly, Mr. Luo, who is famous for Xinzheng, is such a villain!
The mute slave looked at Luo Yan, and the shock in his eyes slowly faded away. Following him were ridicule and mockery, some of whom he was towards himself and some of whom he said in a low voice.
You first attacked me. I slashed you openly, but you pretended to be a weak person and even hijacked me. Which of us is more villainous?!
Luo Yan chuckled and asked back when he heard this.
The mute slave was silent when he heard this, closed his eyes, as if he didn't want to communicate with Luo Yan anymore.
Mo Ya glanced at Luo Yan, then looked at the mute slave who closed his eyes and suggested: Sir, it's better to leave this matter to me, I have a way to pry open his mouth.
No, after all, I am my sister-in-law's old friend. My sister-in-law should know her. How to deal with it? Let's decide until I have seen my sister-in-law.
Luo Yan pondered for a moment and said softly.
It was getting late now, so he planned to meet Mrs. Hu first, see what Mrs. Hu said, and have a dinner by the way.
He had a premonition that the other party's identity should not be simple.
All right.
Mo Ya nodded, then stepped forward and tied up the mute slave, took out a pill and stuffed it into the other party's mouth, forcing the other party to eat it.
What did you feed?Don't kill yourself.
Luo Yan pulled out his sword and hung it back on his waist. He looked at Mo Ya's movements and asked in confusion.
It's not a poison, it's just a pill that makes the other party weak for a short period of time.
Mo Ya explained softly.
While speaking, he started to search for the other party with professional movements, but the mute slave was very poor and had almost nothing valuable on him, let alone something that could prove his identity.
He looks ugly and his figure is distorted, and he cannot tell the other party’s former identity at all.
A pill that is powerless for a short period of time?
Good stuff Ah!
Luo Yan's eyes lit up and he said softly: I have a friend who is very interested in this medicine. Do you still have it? Give me a few bottles.
When Mo Ya heard this, her face suddenly became strange and looked at Luo Yan.
How many bottles?!
He doesn't have that many.
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