After the "Longxing Dart Bureau", the three people looked at each other and laughed at the same time, no one expected that the museum would be Amway, the security company, and the small glasses were also full of spelling.

Tang Sisi looked at the time and said, "Okay, it's time to get down to business with me." She couldn't help but say that she took Hu Tailai and Wang Xiaojun out of the ancient city, got into a taxi, took out her mobile phone and said to the driver: "Follow these addresses, go one by one." ”

……

The taxi stopped in front of a fried chicken restaurant, and Wang Xiaojun and Hu Tailai were shocked and said, "Still eating?" ”

"Wait for me and I'll come out right away." Not long after Tang Sisi entered the store, he picked up a fried chicken and said to the driver, "Go on, the next one." ”

In the whole half of the afternoon, Tang Sisi led the taxi to run thirteen fried chicken restaurants, so she had thirteen more fried chickens in her hands, and the chicken in the taxi was fragrant, and the driver swallowed saliva and sent them back to the Iron Palm Gang.

"You buy so much fried chicken and eat it yourself?" Wang Xiaojun finally had time to ask questions, according to his observations, with Tang Sisi's amount of food, these fried chickens were enough for her to eat for half a year, he didn't understand why this girl had a soft spot for fried chicken, if it was the quirk of the rich, fried chicken didn't seem to be high enough, and although Tang Sisi sometimes reflected the brutality of Xiao Gongju, she was not a brainless woman who liked extravagance and waste.

Tang Sisi opened the packages of the fried chicken one by one, cut off a thin slice with a fruit knife and put it into her mouth, and then shook her head one by one, she saw that Wang Xiaojun was about to collapse, so she said slowly: "A very important person in my life told me that the best fried chicken he has ever eaten is here, but he didn't remember the name, so I had to try it one by one." ”

Wang Xiaojun was surprised: "When do you have to try this?" There are not 100 or 90 fried chicken sellers in the city, and there are many mobile stalls that you can't find at all-" Wang Xiaojun suddenly said, "You go out every day these days just to see if there are any fried chicken sellers?" ”

Tang Sisi nodded.

Hu Tailai asked, "Then why don't you buy it and taste it?" ”

Tang Sisi said: "Because I don't have money." ”

Hu Tailai's eyes were dry, this girl paid back 100,000 yuan for him as soon as she made a move, and she didn't have the money to buy fried chicken.

Wang Xiaojun said with concern: "Is there anything you are satisfied with?" ”

Tang Sisi tried all the samples at this time and shook his head in disappointment.

Hu Tailai said: "How do you know that these fried chickens are not the one you said you have eaten?" ”

Tang Sisi smiled reluctantly and said: "His mouth is very tricky, and he taught me egg fried rice." ”

Wang Xiaojun said cautiously: "That person...... Is it your boyfriend? ”

"It's my grandma."

Wang Xiaojun smiled and said: "It is not good for the health of the elderly to eat such greasy things. ”

"She's dead."

Wang Xiaojun was silent.

"My wish is to find the best fried chicken here and take it to the grave to see her." Tang Sisi blinked vigorously and said, "It's okay, I'll definitely find it!" ”

Wang Xiaojun resolutely said: "Don't worry, I will be a weasel spirit from this moment on, and I will focus on helping you eat chicken in the future, when to find it and when to count!" ”

In front of Wang Xiaojun were thirteen fried chickens brought back by Tang Sisi......

Including fried chicken thighs, chicken breasts, and whole fried ones, they were neatly placed there, exuding an attractive fragrance, but Wang Xiaojun now had a headache when he smelled it.

In the main hall, the old man and Xie Junjun are playing cards unchanged for eternity, no need to ask how these people got in, as a solid strategic partner, they all have the key issued to them by Wang Xiaojun on behalf of the Iron Palm Gang official, sometimes they forget to bring it and don't keep it, and there is a spare one hanging behind the door......

The old men quietly observed the three dignified-looking young men while playing cards, until Wang Xiaojun suddenly shouted here: "A few old brothers, when you go back at night, you will carry two chickens and go!" ”

Uncle Zhang said happily: "Although I lost money, I still have fried chicken to eat, but I didn't expect to have this benefit in Xiaojun." ”

……

The mustache of the tiger crane snake fist has been a little beautiful in his heart these days, although he has not taken advantage of kung fu in finding a scene, but after all, he has experienced the happiness of bullying others by relying on the power of the sect, and the most affordable thing is the brooch in his hand now. To say that he is also a master who has seen the world, but this little thing makes him love it, but unfortunately the good times do not last long, the master will come back in a few days, he took people to sweep the Iron Palm Gang He has given a gag order to the junior disciples, only this brooch is considered physical evidence, then the master must not be found out, for the sake of insurance, he decided to quickly take off his gloves.

The mustache has turned around twice in the antique market, but no one is willing to accept it, the brooch is not an antique, but the diamond on it makes it valuable, and the antique players are not interested in this modern craft, and those who understand the diamond market also think that the mustache is too expensive.

Mustache decided to go to a few more shops, he believed that he would be able to sell them at a good price, and when the time came, the money for the Tibetan mastiff would come back, not to mention, he would be able to make a fortune.

Someone blocked his way, and the mustache frowned and took a step to the left, and the man also moved a few inches to the left, still sealed in front of him.

"Get out of the way!" The mustache is not a good man and a woman, if it weren't for something, he would have scolded him a long time ago.

"Where did you get that thing from?" The man was in his early thirties, with a handsome face, a face as white as if he had not seen the sun all year round, and his eyes were all cold, as if the whole world was icy and snowy, and there was no one or anything worthy of his emotion. He was carrying a travel bag and was clearly not a local.

"You want to buy it?" The mustache saw that the other party was well-dressed, and he had a little hope.

"Don't buy it."

"So what the do you ask? I don't care about you! The mustache suddenly lost his patience. As soon as he pushed the shoulders of the people, he added two points of strength to his hands, and the rules were strict, and he was not allowed to do anything with people who didn't know martial arts, but who could see it? He pushed this way, at least let the other party sit on the spot, and then his shoulder hurt for another ten days and half a month.

Hand numbness!

This is the deepest feeling of the mustache, and the young man opposite seems to move slightly, and his hand has been withdrawn.

"You yin old man!" The mustache was furious, of course he could see that the other party had done something, he looked over his palm, there was a small hole in it, obviously pierced by something sharp, this numbness had invaded the forearm. The mustache was frightened and frightened, and Leng Ding kicked at the other party with both feet in the air, this is the trick of the tiger and crane snake fist: the white crane flies into the sky, and he wants to restrain the opponent as soon as possible to force him to ask about the strangeness in his hands.

"Ouch!"

This scream came from the mustache, his body landed vertically in mid-air without warning, the numbness on his arm had instantly spread to his waist, and the white-faced young man seemed to be very confident in his methods, he didn't dodge at all, just stood upright.

The mustache finally showed a look of fear in his eyes: "Who are you, you, who are you?" ”

"Brooch, where did you get it?" The white-faced youth whispered coldly, "If I don't give you the antidote within 15 seconds, you will be like a vegetative person and won't even blink your eyelids, but your consciousness will be extremely clear, and after 7 minutes, your body will be as hard as wood, and there will be no cure." ”

The mustache's body was originally crooked there in a ridiculous posture, and then slowly slipped out to the ground, and the people on the street broke up and talked about it when they saw this: "It's too immoral, come out to touch porcelain before the age of 40!" ”

"Brooch...... It was a chick who gave me ......," the mustache hissed.

"What about people?" The white-faced young man asked coldly.

"In ...... Iron Palm Gang! The mustache finally realized the feeling of being in a vegetative state, "You have to ...... Talking counts......"

"Open your mouth." The white-faced young man's arm did not move, and with a flick of his fingers, he flicked a small pill into the mustache's mouth, and then turned around and walked away without looking at him again.

The mustachioed hand slowly regained consciousness, and he was at a loss when he picked up the brooch in horror, and the words of the white-faced young man floated faintly: "You have to keep the brooch, and what she has lost will come to you by herself." ”⑴――

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