Chapter 709: Scolding the Street

I glanced back at Momoko, "Don't talk nonsense there, Mei just graduated."

"I accept all other laymen, and no one can see through this matter of men and women better than me."

After a pause, she smacked her lips, "What do you say? I have a weird feeling for her."

"Didn't you notice, as long as I told you one more word, she would blow up immediately."

She sat up straight from the co-pilot and said seriously, "She seems to be worried that you will leave at any time, just that kind of wariness, you know?"

Truly.

Peaches has seen countless love between men and women, but in Xiaomei, I think she has lost her eyes.

Or rather, complete nonsense.

I'll send the peaches to the Yueming Building first, and put the car here.

This car is too dazzling, in case it is discovered by Uncle Ya, it will not be easy to do.

When I arrived at the door of the teahouse, I called Ji Canghai to the alley next to me.

I carefully stuffed the money into his arms, "Don't let Xiaobai be a coolie, this is enough for you to last for a while."

Ji Canghai looked at the envelope and sighed, "How much is this?"

"Not much, just 20,000."

He looked around, rubbed the tip of his nose, and whispered, "I just want to discuss something with you."

"Zhang Zhenhai is looking for me."

"Huh? Isn't he a coach in a martial arts gym?"

Ji Canghai said with a little smugness: "He wants to invite me to go, he wants to get a professional team, and go out to play games to make money in the future."

I was immediately happy: "This is your old job!"

"I don't want to discuss it with you."

I hurriedly waved my hand: "Brother, you only live for yourself, and you don't have to discuss everything with me."

"If you want to do it, go boldly!"

Chen Changming is dead, and no one is eyeing us anymore.

Ji Canghai has a good ability, and he really shouldn't be trapped in a teahouse.

We were talking about this when there was a sudden commotion around the corner.

When I listened closely, every word was insulting.

Ji Canghai also pricked up his ears and said vigilantly, "Why do I seem to hear your name?"

"Huh?"

The two of us looked at each other and hurried out of the alley.

As soon as I went out, I was tense.

At least dozens of people, both men and women, mostly young people, gathered at the entrance of the teahouse.

The angry scolding was higher and higher, as if it was about to push the teahouse.

Ji Canghai is right, it's really me who scolded.

He hugged his arms and giggled, "Look at this posture, is this looking for you desperately?"

"Did you dig someone's ancestral grave, or did you rob someone's daughter-in-law?"

"Fuck off."

I laughed and cursed, and when I looked up again, I suddenly saw that the group of people had broken down the door of the teahouse and rushed in.

"it!"

Ji Canghai's reaction speed was faster than mine, and he had already run out a few meters in the blink of an eye.

When the two of us rushed in, only Uncle Ya was sitting in the hall, calmly looking at the angry crowd.

The people listening to the book in the audience were even more dumbfounded, looking at this group of uninvited guests in a daze.

Peaches really didn't lie to me, and the teahouse's old business has indeed resumed.

"What the?"

Ji Canghai's voice was like a thunderbolt, and he successfully attracted everyone's attention.

"T簌簌......

The moment they turned back, they had reached behind their waists.

Forget about trespassing on private houses with great fanfare.

What I didn't expect was that in broad daylight, they dared to carry the murder weapon unscrupulously.

I was just about to go forward, but Ji Canghai slapped me in the chest and took out half of the hemp rope from his trouser pocket.

Turning his head, he looked at me with a smile, "Five minutes, bet on a meal."

I can only sigh silently, someone is going to be unlucky.

Ji Canghai confronted dozens of people by himself, but his momentum did not lose at all.

After a while, people had already started pushing each other, and the smell of gunpowder became stronger.

At this time, Uncle Ya, who had not spoken all this time, suddenly spoke.

"What for?"

The gentle tone temporarily suppressed the smell of gunpowder, and Uncle Ya shook the fan unhurriedly.

"The person you're looking for isn't with me, so why are you here to make trouble?"

"Hey! You're an old immortal!"

A yellow hair suddenly popped out of the crowd, and while walking to the stage, he pointed to the tip of Uncle Ya's nose.

"Who doesn't know that Chen Qi is your apprentice?"

"Whoa."

Uncle Ya raised the teacup in his hand and splashed him with half a bowl of hot tea.

"Chen Qi and I have nothing to do with it, get out."