Chapter 135: Stealing the Door
Qianbao Zhai, a well-known antique shop in the circle.
Old Man Qiao, who has entered his old age, is known as Sixth Master Qiao by insiders because he can find out the true and false skills with up to six fingers in one hand.
As usual, Qianbao Zhai is still an overcrowded scene. But today, the person in Qianbaozhai is not the person who asked the sixth master to take the eye, but the person who stole the door.
The so-called thieves are a group of thieves, but they are not a group of ordinary thieves, they are barely a group of principled thieves.
One does not steal poverty, two does not steal urgency, three does not steal the old, and four does not steal pregnancy, this is the four major rules of stealing the door, and violators will be cut off the right thumb and then removed.
Sixth Master Qiao, although he can't steal, but he is the ancestor of this group of thieves, and the children in the door must be honored as an ancestor!
"Ancestor, this has been arrested, it is not good at learning and art, and it is recognized whether it is beaten or punished. But now this Yang Mi doesn't leave us a way to live at all!"
Faced with the crying of his subordinates, Qiao Liuye quietly took a sip of his cigarette pouch and said lukewarmly: "The way to live is not left by others, but created by yourself." You stealing the law, you have already blocked your own way of life. Now that something has happened, I know that there is still my ancestor, why doesn't anyone listen to me when I talk on weekdays?"
"Ancestor, it's not that we don't want to hear it. But...... Look at those guys who show their wealth, if you don't steal my craft, you can't stop it!"
Qiao Liuye said stupidly: "Your little skill is also called craftsmanship, and it is simply a waste of the things left by the ancestors." ”
"Sixth master, it's not that you don't know the rules when you're small, but that people are too blind now. So sometimes, it's just a momentary itch. I've seen the kid who recruited today, the kid is good, very clever, and his eyes are very poisonous. Anyway, this thing was sent back, the sin was paid, the hand was cut off, and the matter should be over. But the other party still refuses to give up, and wants us to take the initiative to cut our fingers, which is really too unrelenting. "The person who spoke was called Master Mou, and he didn't have the word pastor when he was born, otherwise his family wouldn't have given him such a lame name. The name reads awkward, and this person looks even more awkward, both big and small eyes, and long and short legs, so now he is in his sixties, and he is still an old bachelor. If it hadn't been taken in by the sixth master a few years ago, it is estimated that he would have been hacked to death on the street.
"Mu Lao's words are not unreasonable, the current people are too blind. In the past, this person had money in his pocket, and it was hidden in the three layers inside and three layers outside, but now it's good, it's so blatantly put outside, so that we are embarrassed not to steal it. But we have never broken the rules, and none of our thieves have done anything to ruin the reputation of thieves. Today's matter, the other party is indeed a little excessive. "The one-armed long insect Luo is heavy, and he is also a protector-level existence in the thief door, and he taught a lot of good hands in the early years, and he only missed once in his life, and this time, he made him a disability.
Qiao Liuye said expressionlessly: "What do you two mean, let me talk about this love?"
Master Mu said respectfully: "Sixth Master, except for you, I'm afraid it won't work for anyone else to go." ”
Luo Changzhong said with a solemn expression: "Sixth Master, we can't watch it, this disciple and grandson have all become a group of wasters, right?"
Qiao Liuye got up leisurely, walked out of the store with a cigarette pouch and walnuts.
As soon as Qiao Liuye went out, Master Mu and Luo Changzhong hurriedly followed, and as for the other disciples, they breathed a sigh of relief.
At this moment, the hall on the first floor of Hualian Department Store was already filled with a strong smell of blood, and the bottom of the bucket used to hold fingers had been submerged by fingers, and there were nearly 100 people waiting to cut their fingers in the back row.
Among these people, there are thieves, and there are ordinary thieves, no matter which way they are, they are all forced to come here today.
What kind of masters Su Wenzhao and Zhao Hongwei are, whether they are the powerful people on the stage or the three sects and nine streams off the table, everyone knows it.
Brother Dawang, the hottest brother in Shenyang City back then, was because he overtook Su Wenzhao's car when he was driving, and was hit into a ditch by Su Wenzhao with his car.
As for Zhao Hongwei, not to mention, this is a person who is addicted to alcohol and has no alcohol, after getting drunk, he likes to find trouble, he doesn't look for other people's business, he goes to KTV, nightclubs, bars, discotheques and other places to find trouble with the bosses who are hugging each other.
It's hard not to be afraid, so the thief who was operating near Hualian Department Store took the plunge to cut off his finger.
Yang Mi, who had been lying on the massage chair with his eyes closed and enjoying, suddenly opened his eyes.
The moment he opened his eyes, Qiao Liuye slowly walked into the department store.
Hunched over and squinting at Qiao Liuye, who was dressed in a black silk practice uniform, looked no different from the ordinary old man, Yang Mi could sense his existence, not because he had any Wang Ba Qi or Yin Evil Breath on his body, but because he kept clicking the big cigarette pouch pot in his mouth.
The smoke is Kanto smoke, but there is something else mixed in with this smell, a smell that Yang Mi has smelled for several years.
Yang Mi stood up expressionlessly, and carefully looked at Qiao Liuye, who was walking towards him, and Luo Changzhong and Master Mu beside him.
Although Luo Changzhong is missing an arm, the whole person gives people a sense of danger that no one can get close to, and his state is like a crazy knife, which makes people involuntarily cheer up when they look at it.
The limping Master Mu is bland, but it is this kind of blandness mixed with the unordinary that makes people feel that he is the most dangerous character.
"He is Qiao Sixth Master, commonly known as the thief ancestor, this number one thief in Fengtian City, all of them must call him Sixth Master or Ancestral Master!" Zhao Hongwei stepped forward to introduce Qiao Liuye's situation to Yang Qi at the first time.
Yang Mi nodded quietly, and said to Qiao Liuye, who was stopping to watch the bucket of fingers, "Old man, what are you looking at?"
Qiao Liuye shook his head with a smile: "It's nothing, just look at it casually, I haven't seen what this bucket full of fingers looks like when I live to this age." Let's take a look today, it can be regarded as not in vain in this life. ”
"Just come and see?" Yang Qi asked with a frown.
"Of course you can't just look at it, haven't you already let out the words, and all the thieves who are moving around have chopped off a finger? Although I don't steal for a living, I have taught a group of people who live by stealing, so ...... I'm also a thief. Let's cut a finger today!" As he spoke, Qiao Liuye handed the cigarette pouch in his hand to Master Mou, walked to the front of the cutting board with a smile, picked up the kitchen knife on the board, and chopped it towards his right hand.
"Bang!"
The knife made a dull sound on the cutting board, and all four fingers were broken off on the cutting board.
Yang Mi's brows tightened unconsciously, he had already seen that this was not Qiao Liuye's fingers, but the problem was ...... When did this Sixth Master Qiao put someone else's finger on it?