What Yang Xuantong said was very polite, and it could be said that it was very chiguo. And his current appearance is also completely unaware of this Mr. Zheng. This is because he is angry in his heart, but in this Mr. Zheng's opinion, this is a provocation.

"This master, things have to be yard by yard." Without figuring out Yang Xuantong's roots, Mr. Zheng said with a smile.

"It's true that I took the money, but that money was the last time. This time it's a new thing, and I'm just helping to deliver something. ”

"You say, I just finished talking to you, don't be so cheap, you really don't take yourself seriously." Yang Xuantong glanced at him and said.

"It's a good feng shui gentleman, and he suddenly turned into a courier brother. It's nothing, but even if you are a courier brother who delivers couriers to people, people also have the right to refuse to accept them, right? Have you given someone this opportunity? ”

"To be greedy for money is to be greedy for money, what to do with so many high-sounding reasons for yourself? I also love money, and I made a small profit this time. It's not a lot, but I'm comfortable spending it. ”

"This Mr. Zheng, let me ask you, do you feel comfortable with the money you earned?"

Yang Xuantong's words were already very polite, if this Mr. Zheng could return Boss Chen's money just now. He was able to pull himself out of this matter and give himself a way back.

But he didn't accept it, but pulled it up one yard to another. For the people in the Xuanmen, is it really good to return one yard to one yard? Everything has a root, and when the cause was planted, now it is all fruit, and it is completely a thing.

He doesn't know how to cherish it, so he doesn't need to leave him any affection. Anyway, there are some people who have provoked him here, and they don't care about cleaning him up.

Hearing his words, Mr. Zheng's face became ugly.

In his opinion, Yang Xuantong is a yellow-mouthed child. I have been in the Xuanmen for so long, how can I be humiliated like this? His heart was moved, and he also wanted to teach this young man a lesson who didn't know how thick the sky was.

He put his bird cage on the ground, took off the bracelet on his right hand, and twisted it while making a sound in his mouth.

Yang Xuantong smiled dumbly, and really met a master. Taoist characters have their own means when casting spells, magic weapons, talismans, and then there are mantras. Through the mantra, you can bless the magic weapon and the rune to increase the utility. I didn't expect to meet one here.

As the words in Mr. Zheng's mouth began, the flow of aura near him slowed down. He didn't know what the specific effect of this mantra was, but it was basically to control the aura around here, and then clean himself up.

It's just that he's too pediatric, and when he usually plays with Nan Nan at home, Nan Nan brings him many times more trouble than this. Disrupting the aura like this is too much worse than the small means of the girl.

He ignored this Mr. Zheng, he should drink tea and drink tea, and he should eat pastries and eat pastries. He even used a toothpick on the side to pick off the sesame seeds stuck to a piece of pastry and scattered them on the table.

Mr. Zheng's heart was uncomfortable, because he was angry that Yang Xuantong took his own technique so easily. The idea in my heart was to punish them, let them know that they were powerful, make honest offerings, and then spend money to buy peace. But now he doesn't think so, and he has to give this young man a hard time.

His left hand was not idle, and with a flick of his wrist, he grabbed another string of bracelets. The two bracelets twist together, but the speed is different, one fast and one slow.

But to his surprise, Yang Xuantong on the other side still acted as before, what should he do. The sweat on his head flowed down unconsciously.

"Some trails, but also treat themselves as treasures. If you look at these sesame seeds on the table, isn't it very beautiful. Yang Xuantong said with a smile.

Mr. Zheng didn't want to look at these sesame seeds, he knew that it was Yang Xuantong who wanted to fight back. But even if I had a premonition in my heart, the corner of my eye still swept away.

Yang Xuantong kept looking at him, and after seeing his eyes rolling, he gently knocked on the table. With the sound of tapping, the sesame seeds on the table jumped up.

With a second tap, the sesame seeds jumped up again, and when they landed on the table, their position changed.

The third tapping sounded, and the sesame seeds were arranged in the shape of an arc, and the top of the arc was facing this Mr. Zheng.

Mr. Zheng's hand twisting the string stopped, and the faint incantation sound in his mouth also stopped.

"Those who run errands must have the consciousness of running errands." Yang Xuantong picked up the teacup, took a sip and said slowly.

As the words fell, the two bracelets in Mr. Zheng's hands suddenly broke, and after the beads fell to the ground, they rolled to the side with a clang. Even if Mr. Zheng clenched his teeth, a trace of blood oozed from the corner of his mouth.

In his heart, he was extremely frightened, and the aura that attacked him was very familiar to him, and it was his own. The young man in front of him is really unfathomable, just by picking sesame seeds, he fused the aura he used in the past into the sesame seeds, and now he has returned it all to himself.

"The first thing is how much money Lao Chen has received, and he will return it in full." Yang Xuantong raised a finger and said.

"The second thing, if you don't take that Kuman Thong, I'll continue to dispose of it." Yang Xuantong raised another finger.

"The third thing, tell the people over there, if you are not convinced, come to me here. Just now you asked me who I am, the word Xuantong of the Yang family in Linnan, Liao Province. ”

"Get out of here, you're too much of an eyesore here, and I see that you don't even want to drink tea. This is a tea invited by a friend, and it tastes very good. ”

After finishing speaking, Yang Xuantong waved his hand, and the sesame seeds on the table of the tea table became scattered again.

Mr. Zheng glanced at Yang Xuantong and didn't say anything more. He didn't bother with the beads on the ground, and walked downstairs with the birdcage.

"Xuan Tong, this matter is over? Aren't you afraid that he will run away when he's gone? Li Lao on the side asked curiously.

"He wouldn't dare." Yang Xuantong shook his head with a smile and took another sip of tea.

"I've memorized his aura just now, not to mention far away, I can still track him down within three days. No matter where he runs, he can't hide. ”

"So powerful?" Elder Li then asked.

"Originally, he wasn't so powerful, but he used magic to attack me, and he was involved with my side." Yang Xuantong said with a smile.

"Boss Chen, you have my phone number. If he doesn't call you for the money, you tell me directly. That Kuman Thong didn't take it, you tell me too. ”

"Okay, Mr. Yang, I won't disturb you for tea." Boss Chen stood up and said playfully.