Although the answer he got was not as good as he expected, it was already very good to get such a guarantee from Mr. Jiu.

Therefore, the people who were looking forward to it until dark did not see Chen Anzhi's ugly face.

"How?"

Looking at the waiting crowd, Chen Anzhi asked with a smile.

"Cut!"

put away his apprehension, and Zhu Dabao's face was full of disdain.

In the area of demolishing each other with Chen Anzhi, he is more temperamental than a brute tiger.

After all, he is the dignified king of shrimp peeling in Zhubei Village.

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"Who is Anchen, get out of here!"

Early in the morning, as soon as he drank, four big men followed a son and kicked into the Willis Restaurant.

At this moment, Chen Anzhi finally understood what Mr. Jiu said that I only want to keep you from dying, and there is nothing else that can be done.

Because Zhu Cheng has a gentleman, and the person who came is the third son of Zhu Cheng.

"You're a bit of a door-to-door fight!"

Chen Anzhi took people downstairs and said very politely.

"How daring!"

One of the people who came with the three sons drank it.

"Dabao, destroy him.

Anyway, you are also a disciple of Mr. Wine. ”

Chen Anzhi's words pulled back the soul of Zhu Dabao, who was originally scared.

Then he grinned, grabbed his ancestral shrimp knife and stabbed it at the Zhu Sanshao guards who made a sound.

Fighting, he loved it.

"Poof!"

A spurt of blood piercing the body resounded throughout the scene, scaring away the three young people.

In this Zhu City, this is the first person who dares to stab the Zhu Mansion in broad daylight.

"If you are not convinced, you can ask Mr. Wine!"

Chen Anzhi repeated it again, so that Mr. Wine, who had to hide in the crowd, kept twitching.

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"I'm ramming Childe!"

That night, the third prince brought people into the Weilai Restaurant to find Chen Anzhi and apologized.

"Huh!"

In the back kitchen of Willis Restaurant, after Chen Anzhi said to the third prince in a brocade robe, he picked up the pestle and picked it up directly.

Then, Zhu Cheng Sanshao covered his head, stained with blood, and rushed out of the Weilai Restaurant crying.

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"Rubbish!"

Seeing Zhu Sanshao return in embarrassment, Zhu Dagang, the city lord of Zhu City, said with disgust on his face.

"City Lord, you can't blame him!"

The housekeeper of the City Lord's Mansion interceded for Zhu Sanshao.

"How?"

Zhu Dagang, who was angry, asked coaxingly.

"Mr. Wine's disciple, can we collide?"

The housekeeper's words calmed down Zhu Dagang.

Mr. Chen Qingjiu, chic drunk Zhuzhou.

He is comparable to the existence of the eight elders of Chen Qing Island, and he is even more casual about accepting disciples.

In Zhucheng, it is not surprising that a disciple of Mr. Wine suddenly appeared.

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"What, do you want me to propose that the tax collection department of Chen Qingdao is as powerful as the merchant department of Great Wei, and you still want to be the head of the Zhucheng tax collection department?"

Sober up early and get drunk.

After listening to Chen Anzhi's words, Mr. Jiu wanted to squirt out all the wine from last night.

Just a few jars of wine, and you want to pinch him?

"In the future, Willis Restaurant will be spread all over the Eighteen States, and five of the profits will belong to you!"

Chen Anzhi didn't say much, but directly shouted out the price code.

"Huh!"

Listening to Chen Anzhi's words, Mr. Jiu was dumbfounded.

The magic and profit of refining Shenchun, of course he understands, this chess is very heavy.

"Let's make two more percent, you go and have a good talk with them!"

Chen Anyi said to the bottom of the matter, and did not say any more.

Refining Shenchun is the rigid need of the eighteen states of Chen Qing, and he doesn't believe that the people of Chen Qing Island are not moved.

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"Miss, there is a wine on Anzhou Island that can refine gods called Lianshenchun, and the restaurant that sells refining Shenchun is called Willis, and the chef who is called Anchen's shopkeeper is still Mr. Wine's newly accepted apprentice."

The sun is rising, the sea breeze is humid.

In the midst of the salty wetness, An Xiaoxiao on Chen Qing Island got information.

"Wrongdoer, here!"

Thinking in his heart, An Xiaoxiao was very happy.

"However, I heard that there was a woman beside him who served him for a whole year!"

This kind of superficial information, which came out as soon as it was checked, only harmed An Xiaoxiao's original mind.

"Let it go, Anchen of Anzhou Island, take advantage of my authority, almost like a husband and wife."

After thinking about it, An Xiaoxiao was angry.

This bastard is messing with flowers everywhere.

"But?"

Seeing An Xiaoxiao suddenly go berserk, her maid was puzzled.

"Don't force, don't force, don't be a master!"

An Xiaoxiao struggled to find a reasonable explanation for her angry order.

......

On Anzhou Island, in Zhu Cheng, in the city lord's mansion, Zhu Dagang was thinking carefully.

There is a wine master to carry it, which means that Willis Restaurant can't move, or rather, Willis Restaurant's refining spring can't be used.

What to do?

Coincidentally, the housekeeper found out that Mr. Wine was the culprit who made Zhu Chengcheng's mother fall in love, that is, the guy who cuckolded him.

"You can wait for a while, as long as Anchen from Willis Restaurant asks, we all agree, but the premise is that Mr. Jiu needs to be the master of the third son.

When that day came, his own son stabbed him to death, wouldn't that feeling of revenge be more enjoyable? ”

The housekeeper of the Zhucheng City Lord's Mansion said.

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"I think it's still going to kill a wave!"

At night, as the most unsettling existence in the team, the captain of the fighting team spoke up.

"Why?"

An Zaizai and Zhu Dabao are both puzzled.

The business of Willis Restaurant, after its opening, has been very good.

If you are so decent, why do you want to kill people?

"Because I want the Zhucheng Tax Collection Division to be in charge, they haven't agreed yet.

I've got to make a wave of kills to show what I'm capable of.

Let them think that our backrest is not just Mr. Wine. ”

It was Chen Anzhi who answered.

"Good!"

With the income of Jinzhu, Zhu Dabao has stepped into the dark energy, and An Zaizai has risen to the peak of the external strength.

Strength strengthens people's courage.

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"Kill!"

Confirm and move.

In the middle of the night, in Zhu Chengzhong, Zhu Dabao was holding a knife and smiling.

"Huh!"

There was a thud, leaving a standing skeleton behind.

That person was the tax collector who had bullied Zhubei Village.

"Drink!"

With a cold drink, An Zaizai hammered to death another tax collector in Zhubei Village who had been yelling and drinking.

"It's your turn!"

Changed alleys again, Chen Anzhi said to Doudou.

If you want to control people, all words are as pale as paper, and only the paper stained red with blood is the most powerful vote.

Chen Anzhi's simple words let the second shopkeeper of Willis Restaurant know the meaning.

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"Hey, Xiao Li!"

With a greeting, Doudou greeted a drunken Zhucheng tax collector, and then a sharp knife directly stabbed him through the intestines.

Ruthless, spicy.

If he still has that record card now, Chen Anzhi will definitely record this classic scene.

Because of this action of Doudou, it is too perfect.

This guy is too natural to poke.

"Don't blame me, don't blame me..."

At this moment, the fight was like a demon god possessing the body, and he went crazy.

The blood-spattered knife and flesh, combined with the body of the person who had not yet breathed, shrugged and moved, which made the three of them frightened.

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