Bidding farewell to Beijing again, the train station looked at Yi Yinghuo who was holding a little peach blossom and waving his hand, Zhao Kuang wanted to laugh and cry, and the overflowing love was pulled by the train to a place called Qingdao.

Bai Hao arranged a henchman to wait for them early in Qingdao, not so much a henchman, but because of greed for life and fear of death, he escaped the catastrophe and left a life, and after seeing this great god in Qingdao, Zhao Kuangchao wanted to understand why Bai Hao's helpless expression when he mentioned this guy.

Gao Wanfu, even Gong San'er didn't know how to give this white and chubby guy an accurate positioning, his weight was estimated to be two hundred pounds, one meter seven tall, like a ball, especially the obscene little eyes, and they were all squeezed out of fat when he laughed. Don't look at this guy who is fat, but he is not ordinary courtesy, when he saw Zhao Kuangran and Gong San'er, he almost threw himself to the ground, as if he was looking at the savior, he directly took over the luggage, and finally stuffed it into a Ma Liu, this guy was busy working alone.

"In the future, you can call me Wanfu, even if you are told, I can't do anything to kill people and set fires." Gao Wanfu sat on the deformed driver's license, with a harmless face, looking at this innocent fat man, as if Zhao Kuangchao was a killer and couldn't do it.

"Send us directly to Prince Pan's place, what is it called Jincheng Huafu." Gong San'er grinned, it is very simple to communicate with a person like Gao Wanfu, even if he slaps Gao Wanfu twice, this fat man is estimated to be able to laugh, provided that he has the capital to be able to look down on Gao Wanfu first, if he and Zhao Kuangchao are two ordinary people now, there are many ways to make Gao Wanfu unable to mix in Qingdao.

Gao Wanfu didn't know how to start wiping cold sweat, timidly glanced at Gong San'er through the rearview mirror, he didn't expect that the two people who Bai Hao had been waiting for him were so strong, and they wanted to see Prince Pan directly, isn't this into the mouth of the tiger?

"Don't be stupid, let you go, you will go." Gong San'er gritted his teeth.

"Okay, okay, I'll go, but then Pan Wangye" Gao Wanfu's head nodded like a wave drum, and just wanted to continue, looking at Gong San'er's very murderous little eyes, he honestly shut up and drove.

Zhao Kuangchao let the two of them make trouble, touching the wine jug and closing his eyes to recuperate, thinking that he was going to see a guy who might be even more terrifying than Liu Aoyang later, Zhao Kuangchao couldn't control his feelings, some fear, and some incomprehensible excitement.

I have seen the classical Yi Pavilion of the Sixth Master, and I have also seen Liu Aoyang's huge manor, and I always feel that I am not a dirt bun, but after Ma Liu stopped at Jincheng Huafu, Zhao Kuangchao was completely dumbfounded, how many people can stop the momentum of this court alone?

Gong San'er's expression has not changed, this guy is a few points higher than Zhao Kuang's vision, and he has seen a few times about the heat and coldness here, so he doesn't dare to yearn for this place in his heart, and he has a feeling that he can't eat grapes and say that grapes are sour, but the psychology of these little people, how many people have time to suspect.

"I'll wait for you here." Gao Wanfu shook his neck and said. The eyes that squinted slightly at Zhao Kuanglan and Gong San'er were like looking at a strong man, and when he came to Qingdao, he pointed out that he dared to see Pan Wangye, and there were only these two wonders in front of him.

"I don't have ambition, I'm stupid, go for a walk with the master, you don't think this place is respectable." Gong San'er patted Zhao Kuangran's shoulder, and strode towards the huge Jincheng Huafu, the two huge fire unicorns in front of the door seemed to swallow Gong San'er's thin back.

Sadly, Gong San'er, who had a tragic face, had just walked a few steps, and the wind he had just created was stopped by a few security guards, and Gong San'er jumped to his feet angrily, but because almost all the security guards here were discharged from the army, he said with a red face: "The young master's name is Gong San'er, go and sue Prince Pan." ”

The expressions of several security guards did not change, and they did not mean to report, like a wall blocking Gong San'er's way.

Gong San'er scratched his ears and cheeks anxiously, Zhao Kuangran was also blocked by the two straight security guards who were standing, not to mention talking about the conditions, even if it was to meet this Pan Wangye, it was not easy, Zhao Kuangran was a little frustrated, feeling that he had been in that manor for a long time, and he felt that this world was small, but in fact, this world was still like this, and those thresholds still blocked them out.

"San'er?" A tall middle-aged man who had just come out of this Jincheng Huafu said.

"It's me, it's me, Brother Mu." Gong San'er tried to jump up.

The middle-aged man smiled, very kind, not lethal, and the approachability on his body was a little out of tune with this imposing Jincheng Huafu.

"Let them both in." The middle-aged man waved at the group of security leaders.

The security guard nodded and made way for Zhao Kuang to make way for Gong San'er, Gong San'er looked at the honest security guard with disdain, and walked up this high step, Zhao Kuang followed behind Gong San'er step by step, and at the same time looked at this middle-aged man, who was nearly one meter nine tall, plus a strong figure, although he looked kind, but he was a practitioner, at least this group of veterans was not the opponent of this middle-aged man.

Gong San'er stood next to the middle-aged man, the dismal height of one meter six set off even more hard, Zhao Kuang looked at the middle-aged man and had to look up, the two looked at each other, the middle-aged man didn't seem to be disgusted with Zhao Kuang looking at himself, but squinted and smiled, this man gave him a strange feeling, like it was easy to be friends, even if it was Gong San'er and him, the two turtles, they were treated like guests, and they couldn't see the breath of the superior.

"What kind of wind blew the master over, and I want to come to eat again." The middle-aged man's big hand patted Gong San'er's arm, and gently patted Zhao Kuangran's back, like an elder greeting to a junior, giving people a special sense of intimacy.

"I really have something serious to talk about this time, but I want to meet Prince Pan." Gong San'er grinned and said with a serious smile.

The middle-aged man still had that calm expression, as if nothing could shake him, and led the two into Jincheng Huafu and said, "Old man Pan is receiving a few guests from Beijing, I guess you will have to wait for a while." ”

Gong San'er nodded knowingly, and Zhao Kuang followed closely behind the two, as if he was afraid of getting lost in this prosperous world.

Compared with the desertion of the Yi Pavilion, it is more lively here, with guests coming and going, but each of them is either rich or expensive, but almost everyone greets the middle-aged man, and the eyes of the middle-aged man are also full of awe, but there is a world of difference between the eyes of Gong San'er and Zhao Kuangchao, as if these two rat feces have lowered their value.

It was only after walking to a large garden behind the Huafu in Houjin City that the middle-aged man gave a few instructions to a man who looked like a waiter, and then said to Gong San'er: "The old man is drinking tea with the Beijing guests in the White Pavilion. You wait here first, I still have something to do, so let's go first. ”

Gong San'er nodded gratefully and said, "Brother Mu, thank you so much, one day the master will invite you to eat Dragon King meat." ”

The middle-aged man smiled heartily, remembering the dragon king meat joke he had with Gong San'er before, and nodded at Zhao Kuang and left.

It wasn't until the middle-aged man walked away that Gong San'er exhaled, sat on the wooden chair in the small pavilion and said, "Don't be fooled by Brother Mu's harmlessness, the core of Prince Pan's group of outlaws is Brother Mu." ”

Zhao Kuang was stunned, thinking about the guy who was so friendly that he was like his own uncle just now, he turned out to be an outlaw, how abstract must this be?

"Xu Muyang, in Qingdao back then, he single-handedly overturned eight old rivers and lakes, not to mention other stories, just his status in Jincheng Huafu can be seen." Gong San'er recounted, it seems that the person who just dealt with them was not the kind uncle, but a tiger who eats people and does not spit out bones.

"Do you think I have a good chance of winning against him?" Zhao Kuangran asked a very innocent question, he wanted to know how big the gap between him and this world was.

Gong San'er looked pensive, and finally gritted his teeth and said: "It is estimated that there will be one point, but if you get that point, the ancestral tomb will dare to smoke red." ”

Zhao Kuang laughed and said, "That's impossible, I don't even have an ancestral grave." ”

Gong San'er also felt a little funny, and then smiled: "He has reached the peak now, you still belong to the stage of climbing up, listen to me, no matter how bad Liu Aoyang's drunken three-handed body is, you must learn it, I think you should know how powerful the drunk-third-hand is." ”

"Now I can't even carry a pound of drink, let alone three hands, it will be a long, long way." Zhao Kuang looked at the expensive roses in front of him, and felt that the wild flowers in the small Xing'an Mountains were pleasing to the eye, and the taste of these gorgeous flowers only made him feel disgusting, but he didn't know that he was the guy who couldn't eat grapes and said that grapes were sour, but some people might really not want to eat grapes.