This is a room of only more than 20 square meters, the light of the room is slightly dazzling, the air is filled with the smell of seafood, there are several Western beauty paintings hanging on the wall, under the painting, there is a table that is not big or small, in the middle of the table, a hole is hollowed out, blue fireworks are coming out of it, there is a copper pot above, the eight-fingered copper master is holding a copper spoon in his hand, stir-frying shrimp in the copper pot.

Chen Fan couldn't help but stop, did not bother, but learned cooking with great interest, after the lobster was fried bright red, and then used a spoon to hit some seafood soy sauce, splashed on the hot lobster, under the sound of oil draining, the delicious taste of crayfish instantly filled the room.

When the crayfish came out of the pot, the eight-fingered copper master held the copper pot with one hand, picked up the plate with the other hand, flipped it one by one, and poured the lobster accurately into the plate.

When he had done all this, he put the copper pot back in its place, pressed the inconspicuous button on the table, and the whole set of kitchen utensils disappeared into the wall.

"You've come just in time, the crayfish just out of the pot tastes the best, try it. ”

The eight-fingered bronze master turned around, and the plate in his hand circled towards Chen Fan without warning.

Chen Fan stretched out his palm, easily took the plate, and smelled the umami of the shrimp, "Good shrimp, but how can you do without wine and a table?"

"Yes, sit down. ”

The eight-fingered bronze master pointed to the sofa next to Chen Fan, he pressed it on the wall, and saw that on the floor, a delicate table rumbled up, on which red wine and glasses were placed.

Chen Fan's eyes narrowed slightly, this room seems to be a little not simple.

There is wine and shrimp, Chen Fan is not polite, simple and rude, directly peel the crayfish with his hands, send the delicious meat to his mouth, and after eating several in a row, the eight-fingered copper master just poured him half a glass of red wine.

"You don't have to eat in such a hurry, the shrimp fried in the copper pot will not be easily cold. ”

The eight-fingered bronze master leaned against the window, gently pushed open the leaf window, and the blue sky and the magnificent sea met Chen Fan's eyes.

With the light of nature, Chen Fan saw the eight-fingered bronze master clearly, his face was as white as a piece of paper, without a trace of blood, his beard seemed to have not been trimmed for a while, forming a big black circle next to his mouth, a pair of eyes on the face of the national character, like the color of the deep sea, bottomless, and the high raised cheekbones exposed his emaciated body.

His left shoulder was slightly shorter than his right, and his whole body was shrunk in a wide robe, without any of the qualities of being the boss of the left gang.

Seeing this, Chen Fan couldn't help but put down the red wine in his hand, "The last time I came to your stall to eat crayfish, Tong Ye seemed to be in much better spirits than now, I'd better help you check the pulse first." ”

The eight-fingered bronze master turned off the dazzling light to make the light in the room more natural, he waved his hand at Chen Fan, and said, "Don't rush to see a doctor first, this is the last time I fry lobster, you can't waste it." ”

When Chen Fan heard this, he was stunned for a moment, and suddenly, he picked up the plate, threw the whole plate of lobster out of the window, wiped his hands, and said to the eight-fingered bronze master: "You won't live for a few days." ”

"Oh?"

The eight-fingered bronze master didn't seem to see Chen Fan throwing the plate out of the window, but looked at Chen Fan with a smile, as if because of Chen Fan's words, he became interested, "Tell me, how many days can I live?"

"I've read your information, you have stomach cancer, and it's in an advanced stage, it's all up to the old horse's traditional Chinese medicine to hang a breath, originally, you still have a few months to live, but, you should have been injured again in the past few days, the injured place, it should be the left shoulder, you didn't deal with it in time, resulting in complications, your body has appeared dead, you are almost finished......"

Chen Fan pushed the red wine in front of the eight-fingered bronze master.

"Spirits are like knives, knives into the throat, now you don't know the five flavors, if you don't believe it, you can take a sip to know. ”

The eight-fingered bronze master was stunned for a moment, and then laughed hahaha, laughing so much that goosebumps rose on Chen Fan's body.

"Why, am I wrong? Actually, the crayfish you fried are so salty that your throat is almost hoarse. ”

Chen Fan said lightly.

After the eight-fingered bronze master laughed for a while, he suddenly straightened the clothes on his body, stared at Chen Fan, and his eyes became cold.

"Do you know that the woman you brought is a member of the Fox Gang?"

"Yes. ”

Chen Fan saw that the eight-fingered bronze master finally cut to the point, and the smile on his face disappeared.

"Do you know that I have sent someone to test you? ”

The eight-fingered bronze master's voice became deeper and deeper.

"I know, those guys, I killed them, anyone who does it to the woman I care about, no matter who it is, I will not show mercy, if there is an accident with Hu Xiang'er outside, I promise, I will turn this place upside down. ”

Chen Fan's voice was suddenly full of murderous intent.

The eight-fingered bronze master was stunned for a moment and smiled.

"You can't do it, not even me. ”

"You can try...... If something happens to Hu Xiang'er. ”

The eight-fingered bronze master stared at Chen Fan, was silent for a while, and then changed the topic.

"You haven't been in Sioux City for a long time, and you've been entangled with so many women, haven't you heard of it?"

"That's my business, it's none of your business. ”

Chen Fan took out a silver needle, threw it in the red wine, and glanced at the eight-fingered bronze master, "To be honest, I am thirty percent sure that I can get you back from Lord Yama, the premise is, you must answer me a few questions, the first question, who are you?"

"Me?"

The eight-fingered bronze master smiled.

"I'm the boss of the Left Gang, haven't you already investigated this?"

"No...... I mean, in addition to that identity. ”

Chen Fan's gaze narrowed.

"Zuo Datong, just a lobster seller. ”

The eight-fingered bronze master sighed and said.

"Really?"

Chen Fan suddenly pulled the silver needle soaked in the red wine and smiled at Zuo Datong.

And at this moment, the sudden change occurred, and the originally stable steamer suddenly shook violently, Chen Fan couldn't help but look out the window, only to see that next to the steamer, another steamer that was also laughing appeared at some point, and moved forward side by side, on the deck, dozens of black-clothed people shook hooks in their hands, and took the opportunity to jump over from that ship.

Eight fingers grabbed behind the couch, and with an extra delicate silenced pistol in his hand, he shot a man in black suspended in the air into the sea.

"Look, the show begins, and if I survive, I'll tell you everything. ”

The eight-fingered bronze master tore off his coat and walked towards the door, his movements were so swift that he couldn't see that he was a terminally ill patient who couldn't live for a few days.