On a flat and open ground on the Weizhou wharf, a high stage was erected, and the workmanship of this stage was rough, and it could be seen that it was built in a hurry. The stage is about three feet high, and under the wooden planks that are more than an inch thick are several wooden stakes the thickness of adult calves, which are used to support the weight of the stage. Several pillars were erected on both sides of the stage, with bright red silk tied on them, and a large flag with Qinglongban written on it was hung high, and the flag flew in the wind, making a hula hula sound.

Behind the high platform, a huge curtain was hung high, and the drum ensemble behind the curtain was ready, and they could start the gong just before waiting for the class master to give the order.

People came and went on the dock, and the voices were boiling, and everyone was attracted by this stage, and they talked from time to time.

"Why did you raise the platform at the docks?"

"Didn't you see the flag! Qinglong class, I'm afraid I'm going to sing. ”

Those who had good things were talking about the stage from afar, pointing and pointing from time to time, as if they had seen the excitement of the sky.

"Huh! There is a lot of momentum, isn't this pier Li Ye's territory? How can it be occupied? ”

Someone touched the man with his elbow, snorted to the side with his mouth, and lowered his voice, "Don't you see?" The stick is over there! This guy doesn't know why, he has fallen into Li Ye's blue eyes, and he is being taken seriously! I heard that this Qinglong class also paid a lot of money. ”

The man was suspicious, and only said, "Can you earn it back if you pay so much money?" ”

"You are stupid, this Qinglong class is not singing, it is not to make money." Then he told the experience of the Qinglong class in detail.

Everyone listened with relish, and gradually gathered around.

The man's mouth was foaming, and he said it vividly, and he almost told the story of Qinglongban.

In the distance, on an inconspicuous ship, stood a small man.

Behind the man, there was also a fat man.

"San'er, why did you suddenly become easy to talk?" Luo Fatzi glanced at the stage twice, a place like the wharf, where every inch of land is valuable, has always been where you come and go. You can't stay long. If you stay for a quarter of an hour, you will have to charge an extra penny, I don't know why this time Bangzi San'er was so generous, and he was willing to rent such a large piece of good place to Qinglongban.

The third son of the stick heard this. He turned his head and glared at the fat man, his eyes were as sharp as a knife, as if he was going to rip the fat on the fat man's body.

Luo Fatzi was stunned for a moment, then thought of something, slapped his head and said: "Ouch, I forgot, you have the idea of playing with other people's women!" However, do you think that if you give a little favor, people will be able to give up their hearts? "I've seen the female play, although it's only from a distance. People still have hats on their heads, but Luo Fat Man dares to swear with his fat head that the woman is definitely a beauty, just by looking at her figure.

Such a big beauty, delicate. That second ancestor fell out with her family for her, how could he let people out for this friendship?

Luo Fatzi felt that the three sticks were talking about a dream.

The stick San'er smiled, and a fierce light flashed in his eyes, the light was so dazzling that it made Luo Fat Man tremble.

Many years ago, when Luo Fatzi was still Luo Xiaopang. I have also seen this look of the stick three, that night, when the wind and rain were combined, the stick three killed the old beggar and took over his power. Now......

"San'er, are you hiding something from me?"

The stick San'er glanced at Luo Fatzi. smiled slightly, and his expression changed back to what a little ruffian should be, "It's worthy of being a brother who grew up together since childhood, Luo Fatzi, or do you know me!" ”

"What's wrong?" Luo Fatzi was taken aback. Hurriedly asked in a lost voice: "San'er, tell me the truth, what is the matter?" ”

The river breeze blows in bursts, which makes people feel refreshed, and the slightest coolness makes people feel comfortable all over, and even their minds are much clearer.

Luo Fatzi is a person who loves to sweat, and in the winter, he can also wet the clothes he wears close to his body. Now I don't know if he was frightened by the eyes of the stick San'er, or blown by the river wind, the stinky sweat on his body disappeared immediately.

Stick San'er said calmly: "Earlier, I asked the little mouse to inquire about this Qinglong class, you know right!" ”

"Ahh Luo Fatzi unconsciously responded, the bottom of the Qinglong class was clearly touched, could it be said that this matter still revolves around this Qinglong class?

Bangzi San'er shook his head and only said: "The more I think about it, the more wrong it is, it's too coincidental, it's too inch, and it seems that someone else deliberately revealed the news." Stick San'er narrowed his eyes and said, "I'm uneasy, I always feel like something is going to happen." ”

Luo Fatzi has always been a person with a broken mouth, but at this moment, he didn't want to say a word, just stood behind the stick and listened quietly.

"I can't eat and sleep because of this. In desperation, I decided to go out and explore the reality of these people. ”

When Fat Luo heard this, he couldn't help but widen his eyes, opened his mouth wide, and said, "Oh, I know, you didn't return that night, yes, you went to visit Qinglongban." ”

Stick San'er secretly exhaled a breath of turbidity and nodded.

If he could, he really didn't want to think back to the experience of that night, he had grown so big, tasted the bitterness and warmth of the world, and as early as the moment his mother died, he forgot what fear was and what regret was. When he killed the old beggar with his own hands, he only felt extremely happy, and he did not have the panic and apprehension of ordinary people when they killed people, he was bold and ruthless, so he thought that he had already honed his consciousness into a rock.

However, he was still afraid.

In the face of that man's gaze, in the face of that man's methods, and in the face of that man's strategy, his legs even became a little weak!

Non-toxic is not a husband, and the amount is small and not a gentleman.

The man asked him if he wanted to kill Shao Qianwen and replace him......

Do you want to, do you want to?

The pupils of the stick San'er contracted violently!

He wants to be a hero, a snake on the ground, and a second Shao Qianwen! But if he relies solely on his own strength and luck, I'm afraid that he won't be able to do that position in this life.

Bangzi San'er knows that what he needs is not only the east wind, but also luck.

Who would have thought that luck came......

He was a little excited, but he didn't want to be noticed by the fat man behind him, so he endured, slowly adjusted his breathing, buried those real things in his heart, and moved out the pre-arranged rhetoric.

"Those people are not ordinary people. At least not as flexible as they say. A boatload of people, all of them are practitioners, regardless of breath and body shape. None of them are comparable to ordinary people. Bang Zisan stabilized his mind, the expression on his face was very natural, he turned to face Luo Fatzi, and said, "Do you know who I saw?" ”

Luo Fatzi subconsciously swallowed his saliva and said nervously: "Who?" ”

"Iron Arm Canglong Duan Xing."

Luo Fatzi exclaimed, "The leader of the Green Gang? He looked around, and then lowered his voice and said, "Is it Duan Xing from the Green Gang?" ”

"That's right."

Luo Fatzi wrung his eyebrows and said, "But, but, didn't you say that the Qing Gang is over?" ”

"The Green Gang is over, but Duan Xing is still alive! There were no rumors of Duan Xing's death on the rivers and lakes. I saw him with my own eyes, and I can't be wrong. ”

Luo Fatzi seemed to be talking to himself, and only said: "Duan Xing, the iron-armed Canglong is actually in the Qinglong class, this." It's incredible. It seems that the Qinglong class is indeed not simple. ”

Stick San'er sighed slightly and continued: "So, Qinglong Banjue is not simple. ”

Luo Fatzi seemed to have thought of something, and only said: "You, what is your intention in renting this land to Qinglongban?" After saying that. Luo Fatzi stopped suddenly, dense sweat appeared on his forehead, as if he was talking to himself, and said: "You invited Li Surabaya, and even invited Shao Qianwen to ......" In the end, Luo Fatman's voice was so small that he could barely hear it, and he looked like he had seen a ghost. looked at the stick San'er with incredible, complicated eyes.

The stick San'er smiled and said, "Have you guessed?" ”

Luo Fatzi's gaze crossed the stick San'er and landed on the stage built by Qinglongban not far away, and only said, "You." Are you going to let them kill each other and lose both? "And then you're profiting from it?

Stick San'er didn't answer Luo Fatzi's words, he turned around indifferently and looked at the dock.

There was calm on the river in the distance, but today was destined to be an unquiet day.

Weizhou's power is about to be reshuffled, and after today, he may become the boss of Weizhou, or he is likely to return to dust and completely disappear from this world.

This qiē is not something you can decide. But he knows that if he doesn't give it a go, he will always be the third son of the stick, lose, he just died early and gave birth early, and in the next life, he will live a different life in a well-off family, a family with both parents, and win, he will be the boss of Weizhou City, and he will continue his road of no return.

The hand of the stick San'er couldn't help but clench.

Just as he was thinking, suddenly a gong sounded, followed by a tight sound of gongs and drums.

The Qinglong class has sounded the gong!

The three sticks looked stunned, and couldn't help but follow the crowd on the dock and look at the stage.

The Qinglong class was warming up, and the huge curtain was opened, revealing the drum ensemble hidden behind it.

The three of them couldn't help but look at the road leading to Weizhou City.

This is the only major road connecting Weizhou City with the wharf, and if Li Sishui and Shao Qianwen come, they will inevitably come to the wharf from that side.

Will they come? If they don't come, won't they be afraid in vain? What if this matter drags on, or if Shao Qianwen refuses to come? Even Li Surabaya may not sell his face, let alone Shao Qianwen!

Bangzi San'er sighed, he felt that the top priority was to send someone to inquire about the news, to see where Li Sishui and Shao Qianwen were, and whether they wanted to come over.

At this moment, a large crowd suddenly poured out from the avenue in the distance.

The strong man opened the way, and there were guards riding on horses on both sides to protect them, and in the center, two sedan chairs suddenly appeared.

The stick San'er breathed sluggishly, his eyes flashed slightly, and his heart beat violently!

Here it comes!

ps：

The second more is delivered! Recommend a friend a book

Title: The Female Strategy

Author: I love Paris

Introduction: Why do people cross over and are as beautiful as flowers, and thousands of people admire her, and she has to wear it to lead the troops to fight when she crosses?

News title: Lovelorn girl travels through time and space to become a generation of war god and demon queen......

Let's take a look, it's very good.