Liu Wang nervously approached me: "Boss, I can do this trick in total, can I do it?"

"Don't worry."

I asked Liu Wang's brothers to go, but they definitely didn't go to die.

I call him this trick, it's called a splashing stick.

Unless the opponent is a top master, relying on this move, he can basically cope with all situations.

Obviously, the Ivy Club does not have such masters.

In addition, those who practice martial arts know that the general of the hammer stick is invincible.

From the momentum alone, it can also bluff the people of the Ivy Spring Club.

In the suspicion of the letter, the three brothers Liu Wang were taken away by Uncle Ya, and they were sent in by their own connections.

By now, the dust has basically settled.

I'll look at the time, it's not early, it's time for me to get some sleep.

Finally, it was time to worship the door.

Uncle Ya rarely changed out of the navy blue gown, but put on an embroidered white dress that I had never seen before, with a pair of simple mille-feuille shoes, and the whole person looked very strong.

After breakfast, Uncle Ya gently put the chopsticks on the table: "Everyone, follow me."

When I went out, I called Ji Canghai and asked him not to act rashly and wait for my news.

For the sake of safety, together with Chen Jiayan and Xiaobai, they all followed Uncle Ya.

In front of the funeral shop, it has been washed with clean water, a red flower has been pasted on the door frame, and the ground has been covered with bright red firecracker paper.

The faint smell of sulfur wafted in the air, and Xiaobai kicked the cannon paper with his foot, looking excited.

I reluctantly called out to him, "Big brother, we're here to do business."

"Oooo

I took a few steps closely, opened the door one step first, and Uncle Ya took a big stride and stepped in three or two steps.

The person standing in the shop has changed his face.

Uncle Ya handed over the invitation with one hand, and the young man was stunned for a moment, then reacted immediately and nodded respectfully to Uncle Ya.

In the secret door, it was full of people and crowded.

Just like when I first came, everyone drank tea and chatted, and there were a few men who held wine bottles in the morning, drunken and hype.

To be honest, I like this kind of Jianghu atmosphere, but the Jianghu atmosphere of the Ivy Spring Club is already a little rotten.

The people on both sides kept greeting Uncle Ya, and he just nodded in response, just striding forward.

When I got to the first row, the person next to me pulled out a chair for Uncle Ya, and then blocked me with his palm.

Uncle Ya tidied up his shirt and said indifferently, "This is my person."

With that, he pulled back the chair next to him and gave us a look.

"Sit down."

There weren't many places in the first row, and the four of us went to this one, basically occupying half of the seats.

Uncle Ya is here, and the few people next to him are left who dare to be angry and dare not speak.

Soon, the second master hurried over with Xiao Er's steps.

As soon as we met, Xiao Er put his hand directly on my shoulder: "Cheap ass, can you also sit on this Huanghuali stool?"

I didn't look back at all, I looked straight ahead and responded, "If you don't get enough of the beating, I don't mind satisfying you here."

Xiao Er put his mouth to my ear: "I don't believe it, you dare to touch me here."

"Bang!"

Hearing a muffled sound, Xiao Er jumped up with a snort, and a sulfur smell spread.

I turned my head to look at it, and I was amused.

Xiao Er's whole pants have bloomed, and he is covering his ass at the moment, screaming here.

When I looked back, Xiaobai was pouting, and the evil smile on his face almost suffocated him.

Look at the lighter in his hand again, and I understand everything.

This thing just squatted on the ground and kicked the firecracker paper, probably picking up the unburned firecrackers.

For a while, I just couldn't laugh or cry.

Everyone's eyes have long been attracted by the muffled sound, Xiao Er's jeans have been blown into a bikini, covering the front, and exposing the back.

As for the second master on the stage, his face had long been blackened into charcoal, and even the corners of his mouth were trembling.

At this moment, the drunken men stood up, and their rough voices filled the room.

"Little two! Did you eat croton last night? That's a big fart!"

"Hahahahaha......"

In the midst of the laughter in the hall, Xiao Er covered his ass and fled.

I looked back at Xiaobai and secretly gave a thumbs up.