Chapter 128: Thief of Immortals
Wang Sibo and Brother Dali are not afraid of what this dog gang can do to them, because they have bodyguards around them, as long as this Erbao dares to do something, she will be solved in an instant, and Brother Dali and Wang Sibo are not helpless people, Brother Dali's grappler can also be regarded as life-saving, it is said that he once fought with two outlaws, but the two outlaws were sent to the police station by him, and he also won an outstanding citizen award, because Brother Dali stole their things at the time and was caught red-handed, but I didn't expect these two people to be killedγ
The car turned around, Wang Sibo and Brother Dali got out of the car, and were led into a small two-story building, taking off their blindfolds, Wang Sibo was a little uncomfortable with the light, he and Brother Dali's first reaction was to block their heads with their arms first, and then quickly look at the ground to adapt to the light.
"You may be seated. An old man's voice came, and they saw an old man in his seventies sitting on the tea table making tea and watching them.
Brother Dali recognized this old man at first sight, just on the bus, it was Brother Dali who gave him his seat, they had a short physical contact, and when he got off the bus, the old man almost fell, or Wang Sibo went to help him, but he didn't expect him to be an old man.
really responded to that sentence, it's not that the old man has become bad, but the bad guy has become old, even if the old man is caught stealing something, it is estimated that the prison will not want him, maybe one day he will have braids.
Wang Sibo sat down and looked at the old man, the old man's eyes were very deep, giving people a feeling that he couldn't see through, maybe he was old, and he had already looked down on some things, he poured a cup of tea for Wang Sibo and Brother Dali and said: "Please, taste my tea." β
Brother Dali pushed the teacup back and said, "I'm sorry, I don't like to drink tea, and I don't like to drink the tea made by the raw people, I have my own drink." Brother Dali took out a small bottle of Erguotou from his coat pocket and took a sip.
Wang Sibo picked up the teacup and sniffed it and said, "This tea is grown by yourself, right? It's rare on the market, but I know that this is Yuntai Mountain's Yunwu tea, and the yield is very small, but there are very few teas like yours." Wang Sibo took a sip.
"Knowledge, this is the tea of my hometown, now it is not popular to promote the tea of my hometown, I think the tea of my hometown is no worse than any tea, as for the king of thieves, there is no such blessing, the tongue of people who love to drink and smoke are broken, and they can't taste the fragrance of tea. β
When Brother Dali heard this, he immediately frowned, this old guy knows who he is, and who is he?
"The old man said it well, my tongue is really not worthy of this tea, I don't know if the old man can tell the descendants of your origin, I will come to the door next time, and you will be saved from picking me up." "Brother Dali is probing the bottom, he knows that this old guy is definitely not an ordinary person.
"My name has nothing to worry about, and I don't have a name, unlike you who have the name of a thief, but people are most afraid of self-aggrandizement, they are afraid of standing too high and forgetting themselves, you look at you, you can actually lose the name of the thief king today, then you may lose the thief tomorrow. β
Brother Dali's face turned red after hearing the old man's words, and he was angry, the name of the thief king was his own hard work, but the thief door is different, the thief door is one of the ten halls of the Hongmen, and it is also a symbol of honor, he became the thief of the family, how much thought was spent, how much manpower and material resources were spent, the title of a thief king does not matter to him, but the thief is different, it is a symbol of power and identity.
"It's not something you can say whether this thief can keep it, I think I can sit firmly, the old gentleman is so familiar with the thief door, it is estimated that there is also a thief of the door, if I guess correctly, the old gentleman is the thief "Li Yunsheng" Li Lao, right? You have not shown up, we all thought you were smiling at Jiuquan, I didn't expect you to really live, there are ninety this year, right?" Brother Dali saw a photo of the old man in his early years, a shabby black and white photo, he was only thirty or forty years old at that time, and under a closer look, between the eyebrows was the thief Li Yunsheng.
When Wang Sibo heard Brother Dali's words, he suddenly looked at the old man in front of him in surprise, I go, ninety, it looks like about seventy, and the spirit is very good, and the movements are also sharp, I don't see that it looks like ninety at all.
The old man suddenly laughed and said: "That's right, I am Li Yunsheng, as for the name of the thief immortal, it's just a bullshit, and I'm just an old dog who is still struggling, I prefer others to call me the dog master now, I was like a lost dog running around in the big pot of rice for a few years, but in the end, I was in prison for seventeen years because of my identity, and after I came out, it was completely wrong." β
The old man took a sip of tea and continued: " This identity is like your flesh and blood, I have followed you all my life, I want to turn a person who steals into a heart into a pleasure word, but it just can't be changed, simply don't change it, I directly use stealing as a pleasure word, as long as I'm happy, I heard about Hongmen a few days ago, I want to take a look, this look is interesting, I actually saw a person who hates stealing very much as the head, this is interesting, I don't know anything about stealing to compete, this is an insult to steal the door, but you really compare with him, don't you think you're ashamed?"
Brother Dali looked at this old man and was silent, this old man was a family member who stole the door fifty years ago, that is, he was in charge, everyone thought that this old guy was dead a long time ago, but he didn't expect that he was still alive, the door theft order that had been missing for fifty years was estimated to be in the hands of this old guy, Brother Dali had only been in the position of the thief keeper for ten years, and he was afraid that this old guy would beat the idea of the thief in charge.
It is said that this old guy is a serious thief family, and like the fifth master, the fifth master is a gambling family, and there is nothing good for this old man to come out at this time.
"I don't know what the old-timers are inviting us to do this time? Ready to give us a life philosophy lesson or to catch up with our future generations, don't worry, no one wants to move in my hands, as for the head of the door who doesn't know the art of stealing, this has nothing to do with me, I just do things according to the law, the head of the Hongmen can live in it, and the dragon and phoenix among the heads of the past generations can't let me release the water for him to break the law. "Brother Dali's meaning is very simple, the theft is mine, no one wants to move, Wang Sibo can't complain about others by himself.
Li Yunsheng suddenly laughed unconsciously, and then gave Wang Sibo a cup of tea and said, "This tea is good, drink more, young man, what do you say in this world can be kept forever?"
Wang Sibo took the teacup and took a sip of tea, praising this as good tea, he thought in his mind what can be kept forever, this is really hard to say, even civilization is not eternal, it seems that there is nothing that can be kept, "There is no eternal keep, even civilization is impossible." β
Brother Dali suddenly drank the second pot head in his hand, and he carried a small bottle of the strongest second pot head with him, in order to make his blood hot, he had an indescribable confidence.
"Do you hear me? This young man said that nothing can be kept forever, can you keep your position as the thief keeper forever?"