This "little nephew is late" shouted sincerely, and anyone who listens to it will feel that he is really extremely regretful that he is late!

When the brocade-robed young man was still crying beside the middle-aged man's corpse, he felt someone tap him on the shoulder, and when he raised his head, he saw that the steward of Wanbaolou had already stood beside him.

"Little brother, mourning!" Guan comforted the young man in advance, and then pulled the young man aside, and explained to him that this kind of thing is all to blame on the Black Yan people, and it is also a disaster for Wanbaolou to encounter this kind of thing. In this matter, they Wanbaolou did not have the slightest responsibility.

However, he said that out of benevolence, Wanbaolou was still willing to give him some condolence money. At the same time, his tone also faintly hinted that the background behind Wanbaolou was extraordinary, and if he didn't keep entangled, it would definitely not be them who would suffer.

To the relief of the steward, the young man knew each other very well, but the young man had not forgotten to mention the deposit paid by the deceased to participate in the auction before his death.

There is certainly no reason why the security deposit should not be refunded. This matter has already affected the reputation of Wanbaolou somewhat, and if it is too strong and domineering, I am afraid it will affect the future business.

Although Wanbaolou is not afraid of things, it is better to be able to make money in harmony.

Seeing that the young man was so good at talking, the manager of Wanbaolou not only happily returned the deposit to him, but also took care of him more in terms of condolence money.

As for the identity of the teenager and his relationship with the deceased, the steward did not have the slightest suspicion at all. Just look at that similar face, let alone his fourth uncle, he will not have the slightest doubt if he says that his father is in charge.

The young man seemed to be immersed in the grief of losing his loved ones, and obeyed the steward's arrangement, quickly completed all the formalities, and then staggered away with the body of his fourth uncle.

Of course, the money and other things that the corpse carried to participate in the auction were the relics of the deceased, and there was no reason why they would not take them with them.

Watching the young man's figure disappear into the crowd, the steward secretly said in his heart that it would be good if the next thing went as smoothly as this one.

His wish has come true!

Because it didn't take long for a young man in a green shirt with a sallow face to come, and he also found a corpse as soon as he came, and cried out "big brother, big brother".

This time, the man's face and the corpse on the ground were carved out of a mold, like twins, and of course the person in charge did not have the slightest suspicion.

As usual, he stepped forward to comfort him, and then negotiated the conditions.

After all this process is done, it is actually a little skillful.

It was inconceivable that everything was going well, and it didn't take long for the young man to take the compensation and carry his eldest brother's body away......

After another half an hour, an old voice sounded in the open space in front of Wanbao Tower: "Son, you died so miserably, poor old man white-haired man sends black-haired man......"

The steward sighed in his heart, and stepped forward again.

When the old man was persuaded by him to leave, he also specially found two guards, ready to let them help the old man carry the body home. After all, you can't expect such an old man to leave with the corpse like the two people before.

Unexpectedly, the old man refused with a sad expression, because someone brought a carriage.

The steward had to ask the two guards to help the old man load the body into the carriage, and at the same time, he couldn't help but mutter: "Old man, why are you so well prepared!"

Of course he's well prepared, because he's still in the next one!

When the carriage drove into a small hidden courtyard, the old man jumped out of the carriage with a vigor that did not belong to his age at all, and then hid the body in the small courtyard. Then he quickly packed up the carriage, changed the carriage with a horse of other colors, and hurried out of the door, driving in the direction of Wanbaolou.

At the same time, his face changed to that of a thin mustachioed youth.

This one is naturally Wu Hao, who has changed his appearance with PS. Since the young woman claimed the body and received the deposit, Wu Hao began to play the idea of the security deposit of Wanbaolou. The previous three groups of people were all Wu Hao's own handwriting.

In the process of operation, Wu Hao found that the so-called security deposit was not a big head at all, the real big head was the property carried on the corpse, and Wu Hao even found a lot of spirit stones in it. In fact, it is not difficult to understand where there is a reason to go to an auction house without bringing enough money.

Wu Hao, who noticed the huge profits, was in high spirits and became a porter non-stop.

Not far from Wanbao Tower, he found an uninhabited dwelling to hide the body, changed his appearance, and then began to run the ring.

With a face very similar to the corpse, Wu Hao did not arouse Wan Baolou's suspicion at all. And when he also claimed the first target, he also secretly observed and chose the next target.

Except that the choice of the first target is a bit hasty, just a choice of gorgeous clothes based on appearance. The rest of the targets, Wu Hao has been carefully investigated, and he is definitely the most generous among these victims.

Even in the third young man who looked a little extraordinary, Wu Hao harvested the first mustard seed bag in his life.

Storage equipment, this is something that Wu Hao has coveted for a long time.

Wu Hao had only heard and seen this kind of thing from his sister Wu Qing. At that time, Wu Qing was still very precious, according to what she said, ordinary disciples of the sect did not necessarily have this kind of storage equipment, and she also seized one by chance when she captured a wandering thief.

Wu Qing's mustard seed bag was only a foot in size, and it could only be used to hold some miscellaneous items, not even weapons. Even this made Wu Hao envious.

I didn't expect him to get it today.

Sure enough, there are many opportunities in big cities!

When Wu Hao got the mustard seed bag, he couldn't help but take a look, and there was actually a cubic space, which was even more upscale than his sister Wu Qing's.

He resisted the urge to continue fiddling with the mustard seed bag and hid it, and then began to rush to Wanbaolou again, he was ready to run a few more rings to celebrate.

However, when he came to Wanbaolou, before he started crying, he heard an angry voice from the inner circle: "What, something happened to you, and now you can't see anyone dead or dead, this matter must give us an explanation, otherwise our Situ family is not easy to mess with!"

Then came the voice of the steward who had just explained anxiously.

Wu Hao remained silent, mixed in the crowd and listened quietly for a while, and knew that it was the real bitter master who came to the door, and it was the relatives of the young man he got the mustard seed bag.

Of course, they couldn't find the young man here, so they had an argument with the people of Wanbaolou.

Wu Hao withdrew from the crowd as usual, and then quietly walked away. The best opportunity has been lost, and it is too risky to continue to do it, so Wu Hao is ready to accept it when he sees it.

Anyway, just a mustard seed bag today far exceeded Wu Hao's expectations, what else is he not satisfied with.

"It turns out that that young man belongs to the Situ family," Wu Hao thought silently as he touched the mustard seed bag in his arms.

"Why is this family a little familiar?"