Chapter 12: The Conspiracy of Xinzhong

However, Fan Baili has shown such a lot of strength, and he still hasn't received any expression, so there is only one possibility, Zhuo Yihan actually has a good idea of his strength in his heart, at least he has some expectations.

This is wonderful, knowing that he is a person with an unusual identity and still using it, it shows that people don't care. Fan Baili also has a certain understanding of Zhuo Yihan's strength.

If she really dared to crisscross southern Xinjiang by relying on these people and Feng Jianshan, she really couldn't say it, then there was only one explanation, and she herself was a master.

After Fan Baili revealed his skills, Qian Bao and Yin Li immediately changed their faces, and the speed was faster than turning their faces.

Immediately from a bunch of cold little splashes into a warm-hearted loyal slave.

Every day, people are waiting for each other, and as soon as I open my eyes, there is cool river water in front of me, and there are clean towels for use. Even when it was time to eat, a few people sent it over, and even took Hong Zhen with such treatment.

If things are abnormal, they will be demons, and they will be diligent when they have nothing to do, and they will either be traitors or thieves. Fan Baili took the meal and looked over with a frown.

When Yin Li saw this, he immediately nodded like a pug, "Fan Ye has something to order, and the kid will not hesitate to go to the soup and fire." ”

"Yes, yes, the moon in the last nine days or the turtle in the afternoon, it all depends on Fan Ye's words!"

"From now on, we will be Fan Ye's loyal dogs, and we will never ......" Before he finished speaking, he was kicked by Yin Li, "Who are you scolding for being a dog, you are the dog who steps on a horse!"

"Wang ......"

Fan Baili: "......"

Hong Zhen: "......"

Yin Li: "......"

"There is absolutely no problem in the meal, and I don't dare to poison it if I have a hundred guts. Qian Bao was crying, tears were about to flow out, and he almost collapsed to the ground. Fan Baili's momentum was released in a single order, how could a splash of skin be able to withstand it?

Many times, he still relied on his fists to speak, and Fan Baili threw the strong man into the water, and then rescued him from under the mouth of Zhu Polong and threw him on the boat, which has been widely spread.

No one dares to harass anymore, after all, if you promise others, you earn money, and if you offend Fan Jin, you want your life, even if you don't want to die, you will lose half of it.

However, naturally some people still want to touch the tiger's buttocks, and in their eyes, Fan Jin's kung fu is no more than Erer, not everyone who enters the house.

For example, Xin Zhong, as the head of the stall who followed the singer troupe to the south and north, Xin Zhong and Feng Jianshan were different.

Feng Jianshan's advice is to be listened to, but Xin Zhong is different, many times, he has the right to decide. In terms of the operation of the singer troupe, Zhuo Yihan and even the second master may be more convincing, but in other details, Xin Zhong's opinion is the main one.

For example, he couldn't get used to the appearance of Fan Jin, who looked black and slippery, but was actually a little heroic. It always feels like with this person in place, and his position will be challenged a lot. didn't know Fan Baili's true identity, thinking that he would steal his job one day.

As the head of the singer troupe, although there is no transcendent status, there is no rich family wealth. But it is rare that everywhere you go, you are sought after by all kinds of local gentlemen.

After all, there are many beauties in the singer troupe, if they are released, they are all one of the oirans, and there are a lot of talents, it is rare not to be contaminated with too much wind and dust like the women in the Qinglou.

If you want to embrace the United States, you must take the line, even if there are people at the bottom to spread it, without Xinzhong's approval, it is naturally in vain, so many people are vying to be the first to slap him.

There are even some low-level singers in the singer troupe, in order to settle down as soon as possible, they also asked him to help find them, and in this process, naturally there are a lot of personal promises and money exchanges.

Xin Zhong has long been accustomed to lying down and counting money and having someone throw him in his arms at night, and it is difficult to go back to the past years of fighting and killing. He seems to have forgotten how he was discovered by Zhuo Yihan and pulled into the singer group as a stall. That skill seems to have dissipated along with courage.

But, on the contrary, the ambition is getting bigger and bigger.

Standing in front of him was the person who was kicked over by Yin Li, named Nibe.

"In this way, Yin Li and Qian Bao, the two bastards, are really scared, not in vain?"

"According to Xiao's observation, it's true, Yin Li's guy kicked a small one for a sentence, but fortunately, I had an idea to learn to bark. Otherwise, he must have given his favor. ”

Xin Zhong glanced at him, "You have really worked hard, as soon as this matter is over, don't be wronged there, I will find another position for you, it should be a lot better." I can't say it, but I can still kiss Fangze. ”

Ni Bei secretly thought that his move was really right, when everyone else was avoiding Fan Jin, he himself took the lead at the right time, and finally waited for the opportunity. Otherwise, it would definitely be Yin Li and Qian Bao, where would it be his turn.

However, what he didn't know was that this time he kicked the iron plate.

The two quietly discussed under the oil lamp, and a conspiracy gradually brewed.

Since Fan Baili was known to have kung fu in his body, he was not hiding his own things, so he naturally carried Wushuang on his back.

Most of these male servants of the singer troupe wear weapons, after all, they are on the road all year round, but compared to Wushuang, they are much worse.

"By the way, Boss Xin, that Fan Jin has an extraordinary sword, I think you will like it very much, Boss. ”

Xin Zhong's eyes lit up, "Oh, how powerful is it, even better than mine?"

Nibe's eyes rolled in a half-circle, and after thinking for a moment, he said, "I'm afraid, it's not comparable......"

"What, that kind of exaggeration?" the light in Xinzhong's eyes instantly turned green.

"If nothing else, just this sword, it's worth finding a way to be him. Xin Zhong raised his hand and made a cross-cutting gesture.

Nibe also agreed with a sinister smile on his face.

On the third day, Fan Baili had just finished dinner and was struggling on the deck. Somehow, at this time on weekdays, it is very lively, and now there are only a few people.

There seems to be a different smell brewing in the air.

Just as Fan Baili was hesitating, a sudden shout broke his train of thought.

I saw a roommate running over in embarrassment, shouting as he ran, "Brother Fan, help, Brother Fan, something is wrong." ”

Fan Baili always felt a little weird, but he couldn't say it, but he couldn't see death and not save it. "Don't be in a hurry, I'll go with you. ”

"There is a huge monster in the room of the second master, we don't dare to do it, everyone else is scared half to death, only please come forward. ”

This is the role of fame, when he used to sleep on the roof of the car, there would be some big snakes, big bats, big scorpions or something, but those are more Feng Jianshan's handles.