"Yo~" Zhang Qixun bent the corner of his eyes and looked at the man, "You know me."

The little Wuzai was frightened by his "kind" smile, and the smile on his face was more ugly than crying, "Admit it...... I know you, when I was clamping the lama in Muzigou, you met zongzi, and you even rescued a few small ones."

Zhang Qixun squinted his eyes and thought about it, as if there was such a thing.

When he came back from the submarine tomb, he was bored, so the fat man asked him to go with him to clip a few lamas, one of which was in a very remote ravine in Tianfu Province, and that place seemed to be called Mule Ditch or Donkey Ditch.

The place was remote, and the continuous rain washed the mountain into the landslide, revealing the ancient tomb hidden in it for hundreds of years, which was discovered by local knowledgeable people, so the news spread.

The fat man has many channels, and when he heard that it was a tomb of the Ming Dynasty, he asked Zhang Qixun to go to the lama together.

When I went in, I realized that although the small broken tomb was from the Ming Dynasty, it was a small official who was sent to the place where the birds didn't, and the coffins were all put together by the common people who spontaneously cut down the wood of the locust tree after death.

As a result, the time and place were favorable, and the little official actually became the climate in that yin land, and the corpse became a zongzi.

After running for nothing, Zhang Qixun and the fat man naturally held their breath, and the zongzi didn't know what to do, and they wanted to bite with big teeth, so they were chased by the sullen Zhang Qixun and chopped to pieces.

"Then I shouldn't have saved you." Zhang Qixun spread his hands, "Look, isn't this going to save me from trouble."

"No, no...... no" Little Wuzai shook his head like a rattle, "Help...... Saving people's lives is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter."

Zhang Qixun was too lazy to talk to him, straightened up, turned his wrist, pulled a knife, and said, "Since you know each other, it's easy to do, introduce to your little boss, if your master is not convinced and wants to come to me to settle accounts, na, I am waiting here, ready to accompany me."

As he spoke, he raised his foot and kicked the little leader, and said impatiently, "Get out of here! If you grind and chirp again, I'll even smash your shop."

The little boss wanted to say something, but the little Wuzai hurriedly pulled his sleeve and gave him a look.

More than a dozen people supported each other, stumbling up from the ground, and under the pressure of Zhang Qixun's eyes, they didn't dare to put a fart.

One by one, they shrank their heads and brains, like lost dogs, and soon disappeared.

It wasn't until he ran out of the alley that Xiao Wuzai breathed a sigh of relief, leaned against the wall with his waist covered, and screamed.

The little boss had a dark face, and he slapped him in the ear and cursed, "Dog, is Lao Tzu the head or are you the head?" Dare to command Lao Tzu, don't you kid want to do it!"

Xiao Wuzai explained with a bitter face: "Boss, don't you know how powerful that Yu Ye is, when we were in the ancient tomb, because the zongzi jumped out of the coffin and knocked over his rice bowl, he carried the knife, just set up the one on your neck, and directly chased the zongzi out of Erlidi, and cut off the zongzi's head, and chopped off his arms and legs, so he stopped."

"I just stopped you, and it's for your own good, that guy is a bad god, if you go crazy and ignore it, you really cut off a few of our heads, and then we won't be able to find a place to cry." Xiao Wuzai persuaded bitterly.

When the little leader heard him say this, he couldn't help but retreat in his heart, but in front of a group of junior brothers, although he was strong on the outside, he still had to support his courage.

But just as he was about to speak, he was frightened back by Xiao Wuzai's next sentence, "And I heard that this Yu Ye has a lot to do with the third master's nephew, Xiao Sanye, and some time ago he also sandwiched the lama with Xiao Sanye and Pan Zi, maybe, he really knows the whereabouts of the third master."

The little boss was so angry that he cursed, "Damn, since you kid knows so clearly, why didn't you say it earlier?"

Xiao Wuzai shrunk his neck and laughed with him.

The little boss made a phone call, and soon drove from the corner of the street a small broken bread without horns and lights, and a group of people pushed it into the car and ran away in a gloomy manner.

In the alley, Zhang Qixun listened sideways to hear that there was no movement outside, so he avoided the one on the ground

Dog Blood, walked to the door, raised his hand to clasp the knocker and knocked.

After a long time, there was a creak overhead, and when I looked up, a shaggy round head peeked out of the window on the second floor above.

Zhang Qixun took a closer look, yo, it's still a little familiar, it's Da Kui.

Da Kui cautiously looked down, and suddenly said in surprise, "Damn! It's Mu Ye, ah no, it's Yu Ye!"

Zhang Qixun smiled and waved at him.

Da Kui retracted his head and shouted at the people inside, "Jin He, Xi Tang, you two quickly bring someone down to open the door and let Yu Ye in."

After speaking, he poked his head out and shouted at Zhang Qixun, "Master Yu, wait a minute, open the door for you immediately."

Zhang Qixun waved his hand to signal that it was okay.

After waiting for a moment, I heard a series of heavy objects moving behind the door, and then the door opened inside.

Jin He, that is, the guy who poured him lion's mouth silver tooth tea when Zhang Qixun went to Pan Zi for the first time.

Behind him was a child who didn't look very old, laughing a little shyly, and whispering a little worriedly, "Hello Yu."

Zhang Qixun had never seen this child, but seeing that he was a little similar to Jin He between his eyebrows and eyes, he nodded with a smile and asked Jin He, "Your brother?"

Jin He responded with a smile, "Yu Ye has good eyesight, this kid is a cub of my cousin's family, he is not good at studying, he has to pester me to go outside to gain knowledge, Pan Ye is kind-hearted, so let him follow Brother Kui and me to run errands at the entrance of Wuzili Street first."

Wuzili Street is the entrance of the hall that Da Kui used to guard, and Zhang Qixun is the only one he is most familiar with.

At this time, Da Kui also ran down the wooden stairs with a bang, squeezed past a dozen guys, looked out of the door, and hurriedly beckoned Zhang Qixun and the two to come in.

Waiting for Zhang Qixun and the little brother to go in, Jin He and Xitang were busy carrying something that looked like a grinding plate on the side and blocking the door panel, and they also moved a red lacquered wooden cabinet with something heavy to move up.

Zhang Qixun hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop him, puzzled, "What are you doing here?"

"Shut the door." Da Kui explained, "If it doesn't block it, those guys will always have a way to break the door open."

Zhang Qixun frowned deeply, and the anger in his eyes rose again, "You have been here like this for the past few days?"

Da Kui sneered, and pointed to the dozen or so guys sitting on the bench in the hall with their heads bowed, and the big man shrank a little twisted, "Let you see the joke, the other shops of the third master have been smashed, and those miscellaneous people have been making trouble all day long, so that we can't do business."

"The brothers who can go back have all gone back, and the rest of them have been with the third master for a long time, and they haven't become a family, and if they are scattered and left alone, they will be caught by those people, so they can only stay."

"Brother Pan simply gathered everyone together and asked us not to open the door, if those people can't get in, they can't do anything about us, so we can only block the door and scold, and when we get tired of scolding, we will naturally leave."

After hearing this, Zhang Qixun's face became more and more gloomy, "What else are those dogs doing?"

Da Kui hurriedly waved his hand, "Don't worry, Brother Pan expected that those people would attack the antique shop, and he had already asked us to hide the valuable treasure in advance."

"Oh yes, Yu Ye, who is this one next to you?" Da Kui looked at the masked brother with some vigilance.

Although the little brother has been silent, as long as he stands there, the momentum of his whole body is not to be ignored.

"Him." Zhang Qixun patted the little brother's shoulder and said mysteriously, "He is not small, but don't worry, Pan Zi and the little third master are familiar with him, their own people."

For Zhang Qixun's words, Da Kui is naturally relieved.

Before, Zhang Qixun picked up any good things from the tomb and put them in the third master's hall for consignment, basically Pan Zi took Da Kui to take over personally, the two parties have cooperated for a long time, and Jinhe is also clear about these things, so his attitude towards Zhang Qixun is very respectful.

Once the third master personally came to the hall to inspect, Yu Ye and the third master also sat together drinking tea and chatting, and his words were very skillful.

Zhang Qixun raised his chin and said to Da Kui, "Call Panzi and say that I am with Xiao

Brother is guarding the entrance of the hall here, and it can be opened today."

Da Kui answered, took out the phone and dialed it, and quickly answered it, Da Kui said a few words to the other party, and handed the phone to Zhang Qixun, "Yu Ye, Brother Pan wants to say a few words to you."

Zhang Qixun took it, and Pan Zi's voice came from there, sounding tired and a little hoarse, "Muyu? Why did you come here?"

Zhang Qixun curled the corners of his mouth, "I heard that there is a disturbance in the third master's hall, and if he is idle, he will be idle, so I will bring my little brother over."

Pan Zi had already learned what had just happened from Da Kui's mouth, and he didn't say anything polite to him, "Thank you, I still have some things to do here in the old mansion, and I can't leave for a while, so I will trouble you and my little brother to help me watch a little first, and invite you two to dinner in the evening."

"Don't worry, with me and my little brother guarding, I promise not to let those people step in." Zhang Qixun responded with a smile, said a few more words, and returned the phone to Da Kui.

As soon as the phone hung up, Da Kui immediately instructed the guys to put the tables, chairs and benches in place, "Hurry up, be quick, be quick with your hands and feet, clean up all the garbage at the door, let's open the door for business."

After a while, the storefront was tidied up, and the items in the warehouse were brought out and placed on the shelves.

The bloody paint at the door had been washed away, and Jin He led people to confiscate the sticks and machetes piled up at the door.

The door was completely opened, and the shop was opened.

Zhang Qixun carried two chairs, placed them in front of the door piers on both sides, and held a knife with the little brother, and sat on one side alone, acting as the door god.

Those guys were smashed out of the psychological shadows, and they all held weapons in their hands and stood guard at the door.

Zhang Qixun waved his hand directly to drive people away, "Go and go, what should you do, what should you do if you dance with knives and sticks one by one, and scare the guests."

One guy hesitated, "This ...... What if those people come back and wreak havoc?"

As soon as the words fell, Da Kui knocked on his head, "Worry about it, with the skills of Yu Ye and this little brother, you can beat those miscellaneous pieces down with one hand and wipe the ashes on the shelf."

Yes, Da Kui recognized the little brother.

After all, I had been in contact with it when I went to King Lu's palace before, and the temperament of the little brother was so unique, although Da Kui's brain was not very bright, but when he saw the iconic black gold ancient knife, he could also guess the identity of the one wearing the mask.

The sun was a little big today, and after sitting on the chair at the door for a while, Zhang Qixun couldn't stand the sun.

I asked Da Kui for two umbrellas, and as soon as he opened one of them and held it on top of the little brother's head, he heard the roar of a vehicle at the entrance of the alley.

"Yo, here we are." Zhang Qixun pinched the straight-handled umbrella and turned it around a few times in his hand, squinted his eyes, and smiled, "I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Three Jinbei sea lions drove in from the alley one by one, lined up.

The door slammed a few times, and there was a rush of people pouring out from above, and twenty or thirty men in black came down, dressed in relatively uniform clothes, all dressed in short fights, holding sticks in their hands, and short knives pinned to their waists.

These people stood at the door in unison, setting up a formation, their eyes were like evil wolves, staring at Zhang Qixun and the little brother who were guarding the door.

Zhang Qixun sighed twice, propped his elbows on the back of the chair behind the little brother, and praised lazily and perfunctorily: "Look at this formation, it's really magnificent."

These people may have listened to the report of the small leader and others who fled in embarrassment, and they did not act rashly, but just waited for the battle and were ready to fight at any time.

Da Kui has been aggrieved enough these days, and seeing this, he stepped out of the door with a group of men who also copied knives, stood behind Zhang Qixun, and confronted the other party.

The atmosphere on the field became solemn for a while, silent, and the needle drop could be heard.

A tiny clatter, a small clatter, broke the silence.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Zhang Qixun.

I don't know when, Zhang Qixun took out two watermelon-flavored lollipops from his pocket, gave one to the little brother, and then put the umbrella under his arm and freed his hand to peel off the candy paper and put the candy in his mouth.

The thugs around them were shocked and angry, their eyes wide and eager to pounce

Let's eat Zhang Qixun alive.

Zhang Qixun didn't care about their angry eyes, raised his hand to put a shade on his forehead, looked into the distance, and said indifferently: "It seems that the head of your family is constipated today, so let's solve it quickly and go together."

As soon as the words fell, a car drove in the alley again, black, much taller than those big gold cups.

Obviously, the owner that Zhang Qixun was waiting for had arrived.

The car stopped in front of the door, and after the engine was turned off, the people in the car did not get down.

Get off the horse or something, Zhang Qixun never eats this set.

In the sleeve of his left hand, two iron bullets of the kind that Chen Pi Ah Si had used in the Genting Heavenly Palace quietly appeared, and they fell into the palm of his hand.

Zhang Qixun hooked his lips coldly, raised his hand, and two iron bullets flew out one after another.

Only two crackling sounds of glass were heard, and almost simultaneously in the windshield of the black car and the rear window, two holes the size of ping-pong balls appeared.

The driver of the car screamed and hurriedly covered his right shoulder, and bright red and piercing blood flowed from between his fingers.