One penny of cinnabar, three points of flame nitrate, mash and mix well, mix with old wine, and mix into a paste. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info then poured into an empty pot and sealed it, and then buried it in the sunny soil. After doing all this, Wei Shui gave Tian Mingli and Pang Xiao a holiday and let them walk around casually. No matter what you do, in short, take care of the dogs for him, feed the birds well, and don't look for trouble.

Immediately afterwards, in the extreme speed that Tang Ji couldn't understand, Wei Shui was like a different person. The feeling he gave a second ago was when he was in Zhuji County, a fortune teller who had the style of an ancient celebrity, had thousands of poems and books in his belly, and could reach the sky and the earth. In the next second, he became a street gangster.

"Be a liar, Tang Ji." Wei Shui pulled out the short knife, licked the tip of the knife, turned his head and spat on the ground, and said, "No matter what you play, you have to convey your spirit." As he spoke, the person had already arrived at the front of the counter, and the short knife pierced the wooden counter that was not sturdy with a 'poof', and Wei Shui said, "Listen, this shop, mine." ”

Tang Ji kept following Wei Shui, watching quietly. I guessed the beginning, I guessed the end, but I didn't guess the middle.

The threatened shopkeeper didn't delay at all, and walked forward and sweetly dragged Wei Shui, who didn't know whether he was alive or dead; On the one hand, he sent the young man to find the bearer of this piece and collect money from people, and at the critical moment, he wanted to eliminate disasters for others.

From ancient times to the present, where there are people, there are grievances, where there are grievances, there are rivers and lakes, and where there are rivers and lakes, there will definitely be gangsters. In less than a quarter of an hour's work, the gangster leader, who was respectfully called 'Feng Ye', rushed to the silk village with his shrimp soldiers and crab generals.

"Brother, what's the font size?" Feng Jie asked. It was just a necessary part before the beating, in fact, Feng Jie didn't think that the other party would answer. And it seemed that things were indeed playing out according to his script, Wei Shui just sneered and pulled out the short knife from the counter.

Feng Jie waved his hand, and the minions slowly shrank their circles towards Wei Shui's side. It's a kind of oppression, especially when it's many-on-one, and this kind of momentum oppression is not only effective, but also fun.

"I said, so many people, hit me one?" Wei Shui very sensibly excluded Tang Ji, who didn't seem to be going to help him, pulled over a chair with a smile, raised his left leg, and stepped on it.

What happened next, Tang Ji swore that he would never want to see it a second time in his life. In front of everyone's eyes, Wei Shui lifted the hem and tucked it around his waist. Rolled the left trouser leg to his knee, and then, with his short knife, on his calf, carved eight words one by one, 'Yuyu returns to Ning, the world is peaceful'.

The dagger was thrown on the ground, and everyone who witnessed what had just happened couldn't help but shudder.

Feng Jie's forehead was sweating, and after a while, he clenched his fists, bowed his body, and apologized to Wei Shui again and again.

Among the thousands of troops, he easily took the head of the general. That's not interesting, I've heard a lot, how many have I seen? I really want to subdue these guys on the street who think they are 'the boss of the sky, the second of the earth, they are the third', just two words, 'ruthless enough'!

Although Feng Jie has been in the market since he was a child, he has never read a book, and he doesn't know what Wei Shui carved on his leg. But just because he can be so ruthless to himself, many years of experience in the rivers and lakes have already told Feng Jie that the person in front of him is a hard stubble that he can't provoke! Just ask, what can't a person who can put a knife on himself do? Of the gangsters who shout for their lives all day long, how many of them are really not afraid of death?

"Mine?" Wei Shui pointed to the ground under his feet and smiled kindly.

Feng Jie shuddered and said: "Yours, yours, as long as it is what you like in the future, what Feng Jie has in his hands is yours." ”

"What did you say?" Wei Shui raised his eyebrows and said seriously, "You can't regret it!" ”

Feng Jie clenched his fists and bowed his head, naturally making another promise. But when he raised his head, he saw that Wei Shui had just said something to Tang Ji beside him, and when his eyes skimmed over him, Feng Jie was inexplicably creepy.

"The second master said it." Tang Ji took a step forward and stared straight at Feng Jiedao, "From now on, these people will all belong to the second master." ”

Feng Jie was stunned on the spot, Wei Shui stood up with the armrest of the chair and gently patted Tang Ji's shoulder. limped to Feng Jie's side and said in a low voice, "Leave it to Tang Ji here, you, come with me." ”

The Taibai Liquor House opposite the Silk Village, the elegant seat by the window on the second floor.

Feng Jie sat by the window tremblingly, looking at the silk village opposite for a while, and Wei Shui for a while. Wei Shui was still holding his short knife in his hand, and the dried blood stains on the blade made him even more afraid.

It was only then that he regretted it. When there were many people just now, if he resisted, the chance of killing Wei Shui was at least eighty percent. But now, a moment of timidity has made him a commander of the light pole completely. In the face of Wei Shui, it seems that there is only the share of mermaid meat.

"You're thinking you should have killed me just now." Wei Shui suddenly spoke, startling Feng Jie.

"I didn't ...... There is no ......" Feng Jie denied it, "The small ones don't dare, the small ones don't dare ......"

'Dang Chang', the short knife was thrown on the table with a muffled sound. Wei Shui looked at Feng Jie and smiled, "Remember, my people don't need to be smart, they don't need ability, they don't need background, I just need two words, loyalty!" As for what loyalty is, you're also the boss, so you don't need me to talk about it, right? Looking at Feng Jie's sweaty cheeks, Wei Shui smiled, "Don't be so nervous!" I only arrived in Nanchang yesterday, and I have been walking around the streets for most of the day, and I have heard a lot of rumors about you. You are a person who values affection and righteousness, preaches morality, and is never ungrateful. But there is only one thing that is not good, indecision! If it weren't for that, I wouldn't dare play with you. ”

Noticing that Feng Jie's eyes were still unconsciously looking out of the window, Wei Shui shook his head and said, "Don't look at it anymore, you know?" The man I brought with me is a veteran of the battlefield from the army! When it comes to convincing people, he is much better than you. Those people, not yours, nor mine, will be his. ”

Not a bunch? Feng Jie's eyes finally stopped wandering, but added more doubts. He always thought that the person named Tang Ji was Wei Shui's junior brother!

Ignoring Feng Jie's doubts, Wei Shui picked up the short knife on the table and inserted it back into his waist, "You shouldn't know that you don't need to know so much, I'll ask you a question, if you have a rich and noble life, would you like to mix with me?" ”

Footsteps came from the staircase, and the table was soon filled with the same dishes. Wei Shui casually threw a silver ingot to Xiao Er and instructed him not to disturb.