"Win? Hum...... Ge Laozi, you are a small guy on the chessboard and you haven't won. He hummed coldly.

There is not much hair on the top of the sparsely sparse brain melon, the head and face are sweaty, it looks shiny, the head is big, the neck is thick, fleshy from top to bottom, fat, the appearance looks very similar to the fat uncle of Maitreya Buddha, the small eyes are narrowed into a narrow slit, and he mutters unconvincedly, and the pu fan in his hand is randomly pulled twice on the chessboard, boom, the messy chess pieces are scattered everywhere, and there are everywhere on the table, and then the body leans back, shaking the pu fan quickly. His face was tilted to the side, as if he didn't care to talk to anyone.

The grim middle-aged man sitting across from him looked at him coldly. With an expressionless face, he said coolly: "Winning is winning, you don't care where I win." Do you fat people want to lose and don't admit it? ”

"Who doesn't admit it? Who doesn't admit it? Yes? We Sichuan people are all gentlemen. What do you know? It is the one who spits on the pit on the ground! You inquire all over the world, who dares to say that the fat man does not admit it? ”

Damn, this guy dares to doubt the character of a certain family, the fat uncle was in a hurry all of a sudden, and the fat of more than 200 catties on his body swayed in circles of flesh. The pu fan in his hand pointed directly at the other party's nose, and his small eyes opened vigorously in a thin line, although the strength was reached, but the natural conditions were limited, and it still looked so small, so thin, and there was no sense of zài on his big fleshy face. However, the resentful light inside was not weakened by the small eyes, but was very bright, very thief, and the essence of light burst out.

Indignant, snorting and panting, he really sat like a stone pile pier, and it was oversized, standing up like a wall. It gives people Peida inexplicable pressure.

The cold middle-aged man curled up his four fingers, and the popping middle finger pushed the eyes on the bridge of his nose. Said slowly: "It's good if you don't pay the bill, when will the bet be cashed out?" ”

"This ...... Hehe, what is that, it's ......" The momentum of the whole body was sharply discharged, the light in his eyes disappeared, and he sat back on the stone pier, smiling flatteringly.

"It's a, I don't have any rules for arrears here. Hurry up and talk about the day. The cold middle-aged man rushed to say.

The fat uncle pouted and said, "Damn, you're a poor sour." Ming'er, oh, no, the day after tomorrow, no, no, when I return to Beijing, the fat master will give you things. ”

received an affirmative answer, and the corners of the cold middle-aged man's mouth were secretly curled, but the arc appeared quickly, and the fat man on the opposite side of the fast didn't notice it. patted the dust on his hands, got up and walked cleanly, without looking back, with his back to the fat uncle, he took a step towards the iron gate in the courtyard, and said as he walked: "I'll leave the rest to you." ”

"Hmm." The matter has come to this, even if the thing that has been hidden for many years is reluctant, there is no way, who let his own family carry it, lose. The fat uncle nodded painfully, his head turned, and his indignant gaze locked on Tang Ning. Tang Ning, who watched it, was nervous for no reason. Fine sweat began to form on his forehead, not hot, but he felt the pressure of the invisible substance brought out of the fat man's eyes seven or eight meters away.

The previous guess was correct. This fat man is not an ordinary person! Except for my aunt and mother-in-law, these two are the highest cultivation masters I have seen so far. Of course, Mr. Chen of Chenjiazhuang is not weak, he is the only remaining master of national art in contemporary times, but the two sides have different paths. The pressure is different. Qimen magic and national art are cultivated to a certain level, and both have the means to raise their hands and put people to death, but Qimen magic is more bizarre. Often injuries are fatal and invisible. It makes people feel unnoticed. In other words, the master who cultivates to the realm of the fat man and the cold middle-aged man in front of him is more dangerous to people than the pure master of national arts, Mr. Chen. Tang Ning was cautious. looked back calmly, the cultivation was not as good as the other party, but the momentum could not be lost. It is not advisable to be cowardly before fighting. I didn't dare to think about it, and there was no such possibility as zài, but even if I had to lie down, I had to crush the bones of my whole body into powder to lie down, which is called losing people and not losing the battle. Of course, except for the battle of life and death, knowing that he is invincible, he still stubbornly leans on his neck, which is stupid. Tang Ning is not stupid, on the contrary, he has a nature, the tighter the situation, the greater the pressure, the clearer his mind, the clearer his thinking, and the more acute his feelings.

There was pressure, but there was no hostility, let alone killing intent, so Tang Ning dared to look back calmly and dare to look directly at this strange master.

Just as they looked at each other with big eyes and small eyes, the two sides sat and stood one at a time, seven or eight meters apart, motionless.

At this moment, the cold middle-aged man had just walked to the door, when he suddenly stopped, turned around and raised his hand to greet Officer Zhang Jingsheng and Zhang Da, who were standing stupidly on the steps under the eaves.

"You're from the city bureau?" The voice was cold, and I couldn't hear the slightest fluctuation.

"Huh? Oh, yes, I'm Zhang Jingsheng of the Jinshui District Criminal Police Team of the Municipal Bureau. Officer Zhang quickly picked up the conversation.

"Zhang Jingsheng? Oh, I've heard of you. Officer Zhang's heart moved, and then he listened to the other party say in an ordered tone: "You come with me." ”

"Yes." Officer Zhang nodded at Tang Ning's grim face, stepped down the steps, and quickly followed.

There was only one fat and one small left in the yard, and it took two or three minutes. The atmosphere between the two was relaxed, Tang Ning just put his hands together, his palms clasped on the back of his hands, and he wanted to follow the Jianghu people to greet the fat man, but he suddenly thought that this place was the National Security Bureau, and the other party was an official person. For them, the people who are not registered, who are compiling, and who are registered are all unstable factors, if they perform the Jianghu ceremony, it means that they are Jianghu people, and their cultivation is too different from the other party, in this case, they must not be pressed by the other party? Thinking of this, he arched his hands in front of his chest, just put it on, and immediately put it down again, his body bowed slightly, and said, "Hello senior." ”

The fat uncle stared at Tang Ning stupidly, pouted, and said with an ugly face: "Hello." I am not good. ”

"Huh? Oh. Standing there scratching his head and smiling dryly, as smart as Downing didn't know how to answer.

The fat uncle looked at Tang Ning again, looking left and right a few times, and Pu Fan pointed at him. Said angrily: "Boy, don't stick there with a pestle, come here." ”

"Oh."

Stepping down the steps, he walked under the grape trellis, stood opposite the fat uncle in front of him across the stone table, and bowed again, "Senior." ”

"Don't be vain, sit." Pu Fan pointed to the stone pier where the middle-aged man had sat before. Motioned for Downing to sit down. When he sat down, he said a word.

"Boy, you're good, join us, right?"

“…… Senior, what do you say? Tang Ning didn't understand for a while. Stunned, asked.

"I said let you join us. Got it? ”

"You guys? Sorry, senior, what do you mean? ”

"Hmph, Zhang Jingsheng didn't tell you what kind of place this is? If no one sued you, would you be able to sit here now? Slippery boy, with my fat man, I pretend to be confused, right? ”

"No, no, senior, you misunderstood. It's just you...... Are you really people from national security? Without waiting for the fat uncle on the other side to answer, Tang Ning followed and said: "But as far as I know, the people from the Zhengzhou branch of Guoan don't seem to be, no, hehe......"

"It's not like a fat man, is it?"

Tang Ning smiled and nodded.

The fat uncle said: "Stupid, who told you that the people of the national security must be like an official master, and they must be dignified and look like a serious coffin?" Fat man, I am not only a person from the national security, but also a big man in the national security bureau...... Ahem, that one. Got it? I personally came forward to invite you, it is your blessing, and it is your boy's ancestral grave that is smoking. In a word, as long as you nod your head, you will follow the fat man and me to eat and drink spicy food, and after you go out, only you bully people, and no one dares to bully us. If you want to pick up girls and fight, they are all gold-bordered identities. Even if something happens, the police won't dare to trouble you. How's that, not bad, right? ”

"Uh-huh, that's good."

The fat uncle's eyes lit up sharply, and his fat and huge body leaned forward, and he couldn't wait to urge through the stone table, "Then nod quickly!" What are you waiting for? You don't have to worry about your identity, documents, or anything, and then you will be replaced immediately. ”

Tang Ning, this sweat! I never thought that the sharp weapon of the country, the National Security Bureau, which represents the sword of the Son of Heaven, recruited people so easily. He didn't suspect that the fat uncle in front of him, with a tonnage of more than two hundred catties, was fooling himself. If you guessed correctly, that is, the fact that you are also a cultivator will definitely not be able to hide it from others. It is estimated that the country will extend an olive branch to itself because of the principle of special treatment of special talents, but no matter what the purpose of the country or this fat man is, it seems that it is not a proper move to implement this kind of solicitation for himself. Because I know my own business, I am not the kind of person who likes to trouble my body, and what I am most afraid of is responsibility.

If you get into trouble with national security, you will be in trouble and you will be held responsible. I can't afford it, and I can't afford it.

Of course, he also knew what the consequences would be if he refused, if he guessed correctly, this fat uncle like Maitreya Buddha would definitely change his face and threaten.

Sure enough, as Tang Ning expected, after vaguely refusing, the fat uncle's face and expression immediately changed, and a series of threatening words were like bullets shot out of the muzzle, suddenly Tang Ning's spine was cold, and the cold air went straight to the bottom of his heart, knowing that the other party was half-true and half-false, but it still made his sweat pores stand up.

"Ge Laozi, boy, the fat man asked you at the end, do you agree?"

“……”

"Boy, you have to think about it, if you dare to shake your head and refuse, the fat man will arrest you immediately, just if you collude with the children of the Hongmen, you can make you squat in prison for a few years, besides, hum." A fat face that was still warm just now, but under his eyes it was like frozen ice, and the light in his eyes pierced his heart. "You really think no one knows the secret of your kid? I'm not very old, hum, my hands are very poisonous! ”

"Hehe, fat uncle, there is evidence, even if you always take people with your hands, if you are delusional, even if your national security can cover the sky with one hand, I can accompany you to fight the lawsuit to the end."