"Tsk.. This is really Lao Wang's consistent style. ”

"Hey, it's a pity for this guest who blooms golden light, where is he going, he has to go to Lao Wang's house, who doesn't know Lao Wang's virtue. ”

"No, the treasures I opened last time were all detained by him, although it is not a good thing, but Lao Wang's style is really disgusting. ”

Seeing this, the surrounding people who ate melons shook their heads regretfully, sympathizing with the owner who opened the golden light.

As long as people who have been in this market know that Lao Wang is a well-known old man in this area, because he has a relationship behind him, so he often relies on his relationship to buy and sell, or seize treasures, which can be described as a bad record.

And the location of this gambling stone field is also quite eye-catching, not only the door is large, but the customer flow is also much more than other stalls, as long as the foreign monks will basically subconsciously choose to go to their house, even the ink evil is no exception.

"Let's go, he is related to the city lord, we can't afford to mess with him. Zhang Qiang quietly pulled Mo Xie's sleeve and whispered in his ear.

Mo Xie's eyes narrowed when he heard this, and he said softly, "Is it related to the city lord?"

"Yes, it is said that he is a foreign relative of the city lord, although there is no blood relationship, but this person knows the way of officialdom very well, and he will make offerings to the city lord every year, so his nonsense in the city, the city lord also turns a blind eye. ”

"I see. ”

Mo Xie nodded, his expression was still indifferent, the golden light in this gambling stone was of little value to him, and it was not a very valuable thing, and it was worth hundreds of thousands of spirit stones in the market.

For a person like him, who has a huge amount of money, like a drizzle, if he wants to, a large number of people will line up to sell it to him.

As for the robbery of the gambling stone, Mo Xie didn't get angry because of this, after all, he was not the hairy boy he was back then, he knew what this place was, and he also knew what his current identity meant to this place.

What's more, the fat man named Lao Wang in front of him is more valuable than gambling stones, so Mo Xie wants to find a chance to win the other party, as a backhand in the plan, in case Lao Chen's side fails, his side will not be at a loss.

Thinking of this, the corners of Mo Xie's mouth turned up slightly, he pointed to the gambling stone in front of Lao Wang, and then pointed to himself and said, "This gambling stone is mine." ”

When Lao Wang heard this, his brows furrowed, and he just wanted to open his mouth to play a scoundrel, when he heard the voice of the ink evil coming over.

"But since the shopkeeper likes it, then the beauty of the natural adult, give this thing to the shopkeeper Wang, I don't know what the shopkeeper wants?"

When Lao Wang heard this, the little eyes that were overwhelmed by the fat crossed a trace of doubt, he was able to grow all the way from the end of the micro to now, not completely relying on the bloodline of him and the city lord, a large part of it was because of his own strategy and bold heart.

So when he heard Mo Xie's words, the first thing that came to his mind was not that his background had played a role, but that he smelled a sense of conspiracy.

Because he has been in Mengchengfang City for so many years, he has never seen anyone take the initiative to give away his things, and he is usually either forcibly driven away by the guards, or he uses the monks he sent to kill people and seize treasures.

Where is there such an initiative as the ink evil?

But having said that, after Lao Wang saw the gambling stone emitting a bright golden light behind him, greed still suppressed his reason, he had a smile on his face, patted his bulging belly with a big hand and said, "Okay, come on, carry this gambling stone down." ”

"Wait. Mo Xie stretched out his hand to stop Lao Wang.

"Why?

"Not really. Mo Xie walked up to Lao Wang's side and said with a smile on his face: "I wonder if the shopkeeper Wang can have a light meal with him? ”

"This ....."

Lao Wang's chubby face hesitated, and the sense of conspiracy in his heart became stronger and stronger, but just when he wanted to regret it, Mo Xie pointed at Zhang Qiang and said: "This is the guard of Dream City, I also listened to his introduction, so I came to you, I thought that I could find the shopkeeper Wang directly, but who would have thought that the shopkeeper Wang was not there." ”

"So in the heart of playing, I opened a few gambling stones, I didn't expect that there would be a golden light, and I didn't expect the shopkeeper Wang to come back at this time, you said fate is not fate. ”

"Edge.. Fate. ”

The shopkeeper Wang's tone was a little stumbling, he didn't know what was wrong with him, but he simply felt that his brain was a little muddy, and his thoughts began to slow down, and he couldn't concentrate on anything, as if he hadn't rested for a long time.

"Shopkeeper Wang also thinks so, great, I've booked a private room in the largest restaurant in Dream City, let's go there and have a good drink?"

Mo Xie put his arm around Lao Wang's shoulders, looking like two brothers, the smile on his face became bigger and bigger, and in the blind corner that everyone couldn't see, wisps of darkness were constantly flowing down Lao Wang's shoulders into his body.

"Okay, okay, I'm also trying to have a drink with my brother. ”

At this moment, Lao Wang's brain has completely fallen into a nightmare, although he is still awake, but his body is constantly out of his control, and even what he wants to say is not what he wants to say.

Only now, Lao Wang knew that he had been tricked, and he almost wanted to commit suicide with remorse, but in spite of this, what could he do? He could only obediently follow behind Mo Xie and go to the restaurant that the other party said.

"Why is this old king a little different from usual?"

Seeing that there were many monks in the lively crowd who had suffered losses, after they saw Lao Wang talking so well, they all felt that something was wrong with Lao Wang, but after thinking about it carefully, they couldn't think of where the wrong thing was.

"What's wrong, hasn't Lao Wang always been like this? Eating, drinking, prostituting and gambling, he doesn't get involved like that? Especially today, people are treating guests for free, can he not go because of his temperament?"

Some stall owners who were not used to looking at Lao Wang said with disdain and hugged their arms.

"It's also huh..."

....................

What Mo Xie took to the puppet-like old king was not the restaurant he said, but went straight to the inn where he lived.

On the way there, Mo Xie said to Zhang Qiang behind him: "Qiangzi, you go back today, I and the shopkeeper Wang want to talk about something serious, your identity is special, so don't get involved." ”

"This...."

Zhang Qiang hesitated for a moment, then nodded and said, "Okay, you... Be careful. ”

"Don't worry, I'm just talking to Shopkeeper Wang about some normal business, and I won't be involved in dangerous things. Mo Xie smiled and nodded.

"Hmm. ”

Zhang Qiang also nodded, and then parted ways with Mo Xie at the intersection, but when Mo Xie and the shopkeeper Wang were about to disappear into the sea of people, Zhang Qiang turned his head with a trace of doubt in his eyes.

To be honest, the four people in the line of ink evil made him start to understand, not to mention where did the old fairy who didn't show up for a day and the young man who always loved to talk go, just talking about the current ink evil, what is his identity?

Why did the arrogant and unreasonable Lao Wang become like a puppet after he said two words on weekdays, and he followed behind Mo Xie silently without saying a word along the way, this is not Lao Wang's character at all.

"What is the purpose of your visit to Dream City?"

Zhang Qiang suddenly thought of the scene when the old immortal was introducing the ink evil, he wanted to go with the old immortal too much, so he didn't think about it, but now, he felt that there were too many loopholes in it.

Especially in a day's contact, the temperament shown by the ink evil is definitely not as simple as the disciple of the old immortal.

And he also remembered that when he was drinking yesterday, the words and deeds and demeanor of the four of them had fully indicated his status among the four.

"Forget it, what do you do so much, he gave me spirit stones, I led the way, we are just an employer, not to mention that he also gave me so many spirit stones. ”

Zhang Qiang shrugged his shoulders, he knew that he was a small person, so a small person should have the consciousness that a small person should have, what he can participate in and what he can't participate in, he has to master this degree.

Thinking of this, Zhang Qiang turned around, took today's ink evil and his reward to a stall selling demon beast meat, pointed to one of the best ones and said to the boss: "Uncle Chen, I want this piece, how many spirit stones are there?"

"Yo, isn't this a strong man!, why is your salary paid today?" said the butcher stall owner with a smile as he packed the monster meat with a quick approach.

"It's early, today we found a part-time job, made a little money, and are going to buy something for my mother-in-law and children, and you don't know my father's temperament, he can't eat without meat for a day. ”

Zhang Qiang scratched his head and smirked at the meat stall owner chatting about homely things, his heart was at peace, for him, he couldn't afford to participate in the battle of the big guys, and he didn't have this life to participate, so it was better to be his little man honestly.

What ink evil, what old immortals, what struggles, he doesn't think about it at the moment, the only thing he can think about is how to cook this piece of meat delicious tonight, so that his wife, his parents, and his sons can eat happily.

"Take it, tell your dad for me when I get home, he hasn't come to me for a few days, my old man misses him a little, let him have time to come and have a drink with me." ”

"Don't worry, after my dad heard it, he promised to arrive the next day and left, Uncle Chen. Zhang Qiang took the packaged demon beast meat, left the meat stall, and walked home with a smile on his face in the sunset.

In a short time, the smoke mixed with the rich smell of meat came out, and the voices of the old people in the house, the crisp laughter of children, and the complaints of women filled this ordinary house.

The children who were laughing and playing around also stopped and looked at the family with envy.

They knew that the family was eating meat tonight.