Hearing this lame and old beggar talking about, Wang Zhaodi and Yang Wu couldn't help but cover their noses. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Yang Wu, do you know how to go to the Dart Bureau?" asked Wang Zhaodi.

Yang Wu nodded and said, "Of course I know, Uncle Ming is my father's brother, and I have to visit him once a year!"

When Brother Wang Zhaodi heard Yang Wu's words, he was overjoyed and said, "Uncle Ming, does he have the power to be in the dart game?"

Yang Wu nodded again and said, "There should be, the president of the Dart Board Association!"

Wang Zhaodi's heart was even more happy, she immediately had an idea, she said to the lame man, "Old man, I invite you to sit in a sedan chair today, are you willing?"

The lame man smiled happily and said, "Yes, yes, I have never sat in a sedan chair in my life!"

So Wang Zhaodi said to Yang Wu, "You go and let the next person prepare two sedan chairs, I will be useful!"

Yang Wudao, "You want to go to the dart club?"

Wang Zhaodi sighed and said, "I want to take this cripple Zhang to see Uncle Ming, and make it clear that the golden knife was stolen by someone, and the person who stole the golden knife is not an ordinary thief, but a master who wants to discredit our four seas dart game, so that we will not be so ashamed to lose the golden knife, as the saying goes, if you are a robber for a hundred days, you can't keep the night for a hundred days! Being deliberately calculated, that is really a helpless thing!"

Yang Wu suddenly realized, immediately rushed home to prepare the sedan chair, Wang Zhaodi with the lame, and then rushed back to the dart bureau, the sedan chair was ready, Wang Zhaodi and Yang Wu, with Zhang lame together, to the dart bureau will always go, Wang Zhaodi and Yang Wu husband and wife, sit in a sedan chair, the lame man alone, sit in a sedan chair, he is like a monkey, rolling around in the sedan chair, looking around, making the sedan chair swaying, to carry the sedan chair for him, but more tired than carrying Yang Wu and Wang Zhaodi.

They walked a trip and rested, walked for half a day, before arriving at the dart board association, Yang Wu is an acquaintance, in and out of the dart board association, there is no problem, but Wang Zhaodi and Zhang lame, but can not enter, Yang Wu said that the dart board will be the gatekeeper, just don't give him face, Yang Wu had to go in alone first, not long, he and an old man, walking like flying out.

Wang Zhaodi looked at the old man from afar, and felt that the old man was in good spirits, his pace was steady, and although his hair was gray, he was heroic and undiminished, which showed that he was an iron-clad man in his prime.

This old man is Uncle Ming, the current president of the Dart Board Association, the gatekeeper saw him, nodded his head, almost without him speaking, he had automatically opened the door, and two sedan chairs drove in.

After entering, the sedan chair man first went to rest and eat, Wang Zhaodi and Yang Wu, with the lame man, accompanied Uncle Ming, into a room, this room is very clean, on the four walls, are empty, a table, four benches, all made of Teng bamboo, a pot of tea on the table, four teacups, other than that, there is nothing.

But there was a person sitting at the table, and when Wang Zhaodi and Yang Wu saw him, they both felt their hearts skip a beat.

This person is none other than Li Feng, the young master who is in charge of the game, he smiled at Wang Zhaodi and said, "You are so beautiful today!"

"Why are you here?" said Wang Zhaodi.

Li Feng smiled, poured himself a cup of tea, lowered his head to drink, and didn't answer, so Uncle Ming invited the two of them to sit, and the three of them sat down.

"You husband and wife, come to me for the sake of the golden knife!" Uncle Ming said straight to the point.

"You already know?" Yang Wu said.

Uncle Ming nodded and said, "It's Li Dadarttou, who came to tell me!"

"How do you know?" Wang Zhaodi said as he looked at Li Feng forcefully.

Li Feng smiled slightly, pointed at the lame man Zhang who was standing on the side, and said, "I heard such a beggar sing, I still can't believe it, just say it to Old Man Ming, as a joke!" But since the two of you are here together, it must be true!"

"Did you really lose the golden sword?" asked Uncle Ming.

Yang Wu and Wang Zhaodi glanced at each other and nodded.

Li Feng sighed a few times and said, "Old man Ming, what did I say, I should have withdrawn the golden knife a long time ago, and I wouldn't have gotten to the joke of being seen by others as we are today!"

Uncle Ming didn't speak, and Brother Wang Zhao choked and said, "Li Feng, don't fall into the well, the golden knife was stolen, and it was also a traitor, maybe it was you who stole my knife!"

The smile on Li Feng's face narrowed, and he said solemnly, "What nonsense are you talking about, there is no evidence, don't bite people indiscriminately!"

"Cripple Zhang, come over and take a look at him, is the person who threw you the silver?" said Brother Wang Zhaozi to Cripple Zhang.

Zhang Lame looked at Li Feng, Li Feng was also looking at him, a light shot out of his eyes, which made him frightened and frightened, he didn't dare to get close to Li Feng for half a step.

So Zhang Cripple glanced at Li Feng casually, and said with a bitter face, "Young grandma, I really can't see clearly, I can't recognize it..."

Li Feng laughed and said, "If you lose the golden knife, you will be whimsical, saying that there is a traitor who wants to harm you, and you will find a beggar to prove it, you are so funny!"

Uncle Ming let out a long sigh and said meaningfully to Yang Wu, "Yang Wu, your father's face has almost been lost by you!"

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