cry!The old woman has hundreds of billions of property in her hand and still farms the land

"You order the Marquis?"

Nan Yan looked sideways and stared at her coldly.

Su Xiyun blessed himself slightly, calmed down a bit, and replied cautiously: "No, I just think that Master Hou is definitely not as familiar with this town as I am. Why don't you tell me what you want so that I can recommend it to you."

Nan Yan raised his chin, very arrogantly: "Ben Hou just wants to go down the mountain to relax, so why don't you buy something to take back?"

After hearing this, Su Xiyun nodded and said, "What you said is true, I offended you."

"It's good to know."

Nan Yan rolled his eyes back, and led Su Xiyun to continue shopping.

He didn't go back to the villa until it was dark.

But on the way back, they unexpectedly met Pengcier.

A man who was all dirty and out of shape suddenly rushed down from the mountain and fell in front of their carriage.

If the driver hadn't braked fast, he might have been crushed hard.

The man covered his arms, said "Ouch, Ouch", and rolled around with his legs hugged. Some blood oozes from his clothes, and the injury seems to be serious.

The two people in the carriage looked at each other, Nan Yan raised an eyebrow at Su Xiyun, motioning her to get out of the car and take a look.

Su Xiyun jumped out of the car, looked at the man's injuries, and suddenly realized that it didn't look like he had been injured, because his injuries were all new, and just now the horse pushed him again, and several ribs were broken.

Back in the car, she described the situation in front of the car to Nan Yan, hoping that he could get some money so that he could go back to see a doctor.

However, Nan Yan asked the driver to carry the injured man into the carriage.

The carriage can only accommodate one person, but now there are three people squeezed into it. Not to mention the crowding, the atmosphere is still weird.

The villa is still under martial law.

Although a batch of foreign thieves were captured a few days ago, a large part of them were still wandering outside. Before the foreign thieves were completely caught, the villa was on high alert every second.

Nan Yan privately brought someone back from outside, which violated Xiao Qi's big taboo.

Just when Xiao Qi came to Nan Yan's room angrily to Xing Shi to question his guilt, Mr. Zhao brought a piece of good news.

It turned out that the man Nan Yan brought back was actually one of the foreign thieves.

"Really?"

For Xiao Qi, Nan Yan might only believe in his gender unconditionally.

Mr. Zhao said: "It's true. The foreign thief has an accent. He wanted to pretend to be dumb and escape the catastrophe, but when he took the medicine, it hurt too much. He yelled unconsciously. Master Hou recognized it immediately and detained him directly." , Only after being tortured did he tell the truth."

Xiao Qi squinted his eyes: "Then did he tell the location of the large army?"

Mr. Zhao shook his head: "I asked, this guy is stubborn, so he didn't say anything."

After hearing this, Xiao Qi snorted softly, lifted his feet and walked forward.

"Under severe punishment, there is nothing that cannot be asked."

……

The foreign thief prisoner was interrogated until midnight, and after tossing half his life, he finally told all he knew.

Qiu Zhi was divided into three groups of troops, but he was not included in these three groups of troops. He had already disguised himself as someone else, and the prisoner didn't know what his new identity was. Wake up after fainting, ask again, still don't know.

In this way, Xiao Qi knew it in his heart.

The remaining two troops dealt with them in the old way.

Now just keep an eye out for any suspicious middle-aged men on the street.

Smart as Su Xiyun.

She always felt that Nan Yan was deliberately trying to catch someone.

I stayed in the villa well, so I insisted on going down the mountain to go shopping. On the way back, I met Peng Cier, who had been dismissed with some money, so I insisted on taking him back to the villa to recuperate.

If it is not a coincidence, will anyone believe it?