【057】Wreath sent
In early spring, it was sunny. Clear skies, white clouds.
The time of the Jianghu people is cold and impersonal, while ordinary citizens stroll through the streets and alleys of the old city, and everywhere you can see couples holding hands and walking slowly, old men and old ladies with white hair but full of joy with their grandchildren.
In the green mountains of the southern part of Quancheng, Lang Renli, who was sitting on a chair, was squinting and listening to Qi Jun, who was holding an invitation, tell him about what happened in Quancheng during this time.
Qi Jun is still very respectful of his master, in his impression, since he followed his master to Quancheng, he has never seen him afraid of anything, and many things can be solved with just one mouth.
Others don't know the way, but Qi Jun knows the way, and the connections accumulated by the master in the early years play a big role.
In the prison next to the Gobi Desert in the northwest of the country, it is said that the prisoners were all felons at that time, some of whom carried human lives, and some of whom amassed unlimited family wealth. But no matter how beautiful it is outside, once you enter that place, you will never see them happy again.
Cigarettes and alcohol, which are very common things outside, are luxuries for them, and according to one time the master told him after getting drunk, he got a tea jar of more than 70 degrees of sorghum burning through his own special channels in the Chinese New Year's Eve, and the No. 1 people were staring at that jar with their eyes swallowing and saliva.
A lot of people came out of it, and a lot of people stayed there forever, but there was one exception, who was so good at unlocking that he almost used this place as a hotel to stay.
It is also this person who helped many people when they were in danger, which made many people who came out alive become his irreversible friends, and also made many dead people willing to confide their inner secrets to him.
Some people say that after he was released from prison, he stole more than 30 wealthy merchants and shops in one night, and others say that he excavated an ancient tomb and unearthed 10,000 taels of gold from the tomb. There are countless kinds of pearls and jade.
When Qi Jun talked about the critical moment, an old man with two knives rushed into the Juese bar to rescue Shen You and Baiwan, Lang Renli finally did not calm down.
He asked in a deep voice, "Is the old man holding the double knife thin and long in his left hand and wide and wide in his right hand?" ”
Qi Jun shook his head and said, "No one knows which hand is the specific hand, but it is said that those two knives are indeed slender and wide. ”
"Yes! It should be him, but which of these two people made him act fearlessly? Lang Renli's brows tightened into the word 'Chuan', and he slowly fell into deep thought.
"Who? Let you still be so solemn! Qi Jun said.
Lang Renli smiled slightly bitterly and said: "That person became famous far before me, and his fame back then was far above me. After finishing speaking, he shook his head, made a helpless expression and continued: "To be precise, how can I compare with him, the difference between Firefly and Haoyue!" ”
Qi Jun scratched his head and said, "Who the hell is it, so mysterious, let the master say that everything you say is like an immortal." ”
But Lang Renli didn't hear him speak at all, and the whole person pondered like an old monk in a fixed state: "If he comes out, it means that this thing can be done, or rather, those two people are definitely not good." ”
Seeing him frowning and thinking, Qi Jun stood in front of him with his hands down, inconvenient to disturb.
"Forget it, I'll go out myself!" After a long time, Lang Renli said.
"Master, you decided to go?"
"Go! What don't you go! Lang Renli looked resolute and said slowly.
Because Zeng Hu requisitioned the bar last night, many waiters and escort girls who worked in the bar were cleared out, and after a night of hustle and bustle, the waiters had to clean up all kinds of garbage early in the morning. Then go home and rest, and then go back to work around 5 p.m.
After Shen You and Jiang Haofeng left in the evening, the gangsters who were cut by Jiang Haofeng on the first floor had already helped each other, and those who were able to walk and injured their legs were injured, and then Zeng Hu arranged for Hu Yanjin to deal with the matter, and he should be sent to the hospital.
In addition, some people stayed to clean up the mess, and the waiters did not let them come early in the morning, so naturally they were happy to take a rest.
After Zeng Hu got up, he knew that he had the news that he had jade tablets in his hand, and it was said that he was going to sell them, and he couldn't help but feel itchy for Shen Youqi's teeth. But thinking of the dry old man beside him, who was almost a god, he couldn't help but be afraid for a while.
In a modern society like this, there are still people who are so good at playing knives and relying on cold weapons or fists to solve the problem together.
Just when he was secretly entangled in his heart, a little thug who was not seriously injured last night hurriedly ran in, and stopped talking to Zeng Hu with a slightly uncertain expression.
Bazaar, who was standing beside Zeng Hu, knew in his heart that he must have encountered something difficult to open his mouth. Under normal circumstances, this kind of thing, you will be scolded if you open your mouth, and you will be scolded if you don't open your mouth.
Bazaar slowly walked up to him, put his ear to the man's mouth, and asked softly, "What's the matter?" ”
The little bastard glanced at Zeng Hu, and then whispered something in Bazaar's ear.
Even though he knew that something might have happened, after listening to it, Bazaar was still taken aback.
At this time, Brother Sichuan Shu said softly to Zeng Hu: "Master Tiger, the snake said that he wanted to leave here. ”
"For what?" Even though Zeng Hu, who was sitting on the chair, had gradually calmed down after being irritable, he asked a little lazily while reclining on the chair.
"Forehead ......" seemed a little difficult to speak, but Brother Chuan Shu still stubbornly said: "He said that the money he gave was too little, and he also let him catch his baby." ”
Zeng Hu knew that the snake was talking about the two snakes that were cut off by Jiang Haofeng's domineering blade, and he could guess how precious he was to these two snakes from the fact that the snake put them on his waist.
"Tell him that the money is as much as he wants, and that money is not a problem! A few more of his buddies! Zeng Hu frowned and said, he already vaguely felt that he seemed to have fallen into a game made by others, and let himself become the target of the public in an inexplicable way.
At this moment, he is no longer facing street hooligans, but the most inconspicuous but mysterious group of Chinese people, who look ordinary, but have a pride far from this era.
For these people, either use the state apparatus, of course, if their charges are implemented, or fight against them, and at this time, ordinary people who can cut and beat are no longer useful, and people like the snake are what he needs most.
Brother Sichuan Shu walked in in response. Just as Zeng Hu was about to squint his eyes and take a nap, he suddenly saw Bazaar looking at him with a look of wanting to say something.
"What's the matter? Say! In the spirit of being a single person with a lot of debts, Zeng Hu asked coldly at Bazaar.
"That, that, at the door, there is at the door, and there is that ......" The bazaar, who has always been calm and capable, wants to speak and stop!
"What's that at the door!" Perhaps it was the anger suppressed last night that finally broke out at this moment, Zeng Hu slammed the table and shouted at the bazaar.
"Uh, flower, flower, wreath! There is a wreath at the door! Baza stammered.
"Rubbing" Zeng Hu stood up angrily and was about to take a step, but he slowly exhaled and sat down slowly. Leng snorted and said, "What are you trying to do?" Interesting to bring me these, huh? ”
Bazaar bowed his head and did not speak.
A minute later, Zeng Hu smiled slightly, and said to the bazaar: "Go out and accept it, take it in a good way, since someone sent it, don't let people look at it!" ”
As soon as the bazaar signaled, the thug who came to report the news hurriedly ran out of the wreath, a total of three wreaths, and after several people got them in, they saw that they were written on them:
"Your father and I wish Mr. Zeng Hu eternal spring and autumn, immortal."
"May Zeng Hu die early and be reincarnated early, and don't have the surname Zeng in the next life!"
The third one is the simplest, with only four words: "There is no queen in the Zeng family!" ”
As the saying goes, there are three unfilial pieties, and no queen is greater. Zeng Hu has two sisters, although the two brothers-in-law are in high positions and have good strength in Quancheng, but Zeng Hu is the only man in the Zeng family.
He snorted coldly and asked, "When did you find out?" ”
"It was just a short time ago." The little bastard who came in to report the news said.
Hu Yanjin, who had finished dealing with the wounded, walked in at this time, and said in his usual loud voice as soon as they met: "Boss, just now someone from ours told me that the old man who went out of us last night was borrowed by Lin Andrunk and went to 'Cooking Heart House' together. ”
"'Cook the heart'?" Zeng Hu thought secretly in his heart.
It is said that Yang Zhuma and Lin Andrunk had an ambiguous relationship, but they had no fate. At this moment, when he heard Cook Xinju, Zeng Hu immediately thought of Yang Zhuma.
But then he was relieved again, what he heard from that old man yesterday was to be in his early millions with Shen You, and said that he didn't care about the battle with him. Besides, if Yang Zhuma had such capable subordinates, it is estimated that he would have used it a long time ago.
Even though he couldn't figure it out, there was still a faint question mark in Zeng Hu's heart.
It seems that a net is opening, for the first time Zeng Hu felt that this Quancheng seemed to not belong to him, revealing an evil everywhere, at this moment, he even felt that he was like meat on the chopping board all of a sudden, and many blood basins were looking at him with sharp fangs.
And at this moment, the two thoughts are also rising alternately in his heart, is it with the help of his brother-in-law's strength in ZF? Or it's a matter of rivers and lakes, and you can't know who will fight a deer to death with them.
After thinking for a long time, as if he had finally made up his mind, Zeng Hu said coldly to Bazaar: "Make an appointment with the old thief king for me, I want to see how capable these people are!" ”
The affairs of the rivers and lakes, after all, still have to return to the rivers and lakes, since the surname is Zeng, since it is a tantric lineage, then use the means of the rivers and lakes to understand!