Chapter 220: Hyatt House (3)

Shen Hanzhu saw the strange-looking old man at a glance, and at this time he was sitting leisurely at the dining table by the window drinking tea. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info There was no food on the table, so he had to drink tea. There was an unpredictable smile on his face. Next to the old man sat Zhang Congde. Zhang Congde's head hung very low, and he looked preoccupied.

Shen Hanzhu walked straight over.

Zhang Congde saw Shen Hanzhu coming, stood up and saluted, and Shen Hanzhu motioned for him to sit down with a smile on his face.

The old man said, "You are very punctual. ”

Shen Hanzhu sat down beside him and replied, "You are very funny. ”

The old man was stunned for a moment, and asked rhetorically, "Funny?"

Shen Hanzhu smiled: "The one who sends money comes earlier than the one who borrows money, don't you think it's funny?"

The old man also smiled: "Isn't it funnier that the one who takes the money comes later than the one who sends it?"

Shen Hanzhu said: "It's not funny at all, I'm still worried that he won't come." ”

The old man said, "It's not that he won't come, it's that he shouldn't come." ”

Zhang Congde said: "He shouldn't have come, but he came." ”

Sure enough, the black-faced man was walking briskly towards them.

Shen Hanzhu glanced at him lightly and said, "You really love money!"

The black-faced man replied expressionlessly, "You are really very obedient. ”

Shen Hanzhu said: "I just want to ask you one question, the door of the hotel is closed, how did you get in?"

The black-faced man said: "I won't answer any questions, I'm just here to get the silver, just take it and leave, where is the silver?"

Shen Hanzhu spread his hands, turned his head and asked the old man, "Where is the silver?"

The old man looked at Shen Hanzhu's face and said, "You really want to give him silver?"

Shen Hanzhu said: "Really give!"

"All right!" said the old man, picking up a bag and throwing it on the table, "there are exactly two hundred taels of silver here, why don't you order it?"

"No, I don't. The black-faced man reached out to grab the baggage. But he suddenly found that he had caught a void.

The burden is already in Shen Hanzhu's hands.

The black-faced man's face changed, stared at Shen Hanzhu's face, and said, "Do you want to regret it?"

Shen Hanzhu said: "I don't want to regret it, and I won't regret it." ”

The black-faced man said, "Then why did you snatch the silver?"

Shen Hanzhu said leisurely: "You don't want to order the silver, but I want to order it." For it is not you who lend him money, but I lend him money. ”

The black-faced man said: "Even if it is missing, it is my business, and it has nothing to do with you." ”

Shen Hanzhu said: "It's wrong, it's wrong, it has a lot to do with it." I'm an honest person, so I only do things that speak of integrity. After speaking, he pointed at Zhang Congde and said, "What's more, his life is far more valuable than two hundred taels of silver, if you take less, wouldn't it be a pity." ”

The black-faced man said: "I will charge two hundred taels of silver for one pull-out, and it has nothing to do with what kind of person I kill." ”

At the same time as he finished saying this, Shen Hanzhu had already poured all the silver in the baggage on the table. Not only did he fall on the table, but he really counted it seriously.

Two hundred taels, no more, no less, exactly two hundred taels.

The black-faced man said, "You've figured it out." ”

Shen Hanzhu said: "Yes, it's clear." Then he turned to the old man and asked, "Shall I write an IOU?"

The old man smiled, "Your name is worth much more than an IOU." ”

The black-faced man said, "Can I put it away?"

Shen Hanzhu said: "The silver can be collected, and the net can also be collected." ”

The black-faced man was stunned and asked, "What do you mean by that?"

Shen Hanzhu said: "You are here to get the silver, I am here to give the silver, this is one thing, but today there is another thing." He pointed at Zhang Congde again and said, "You want to kill him, but he is not dead, will he still wait for you to kill him a second time?"

The black-faced man twisted his face and said, "What do you want?"

Shen Hanzhu didn't answer his words, but asked Zhang Congde directly: "Am I right?"

Zhang Congde stood up: "That's right!"

With a "bang", the black-faced man's knife was pulled out.

Shen Hanzhu shook his head and said, "Alas, what are you pulling out your sword for? You just said that you will pay two hundred taels of silver for pulling out a knife once, and no one will pay you any more money today." ”

The black-faced man hesitated, looked at Shen Hanzhu and said, "If I make a move, will you still make a move?"

Shen Hanzhu smiled: "I made a move last time and pasted two hundred taels of silver, I don't want to do such a stupid thing again." ”

The black-faced man smiled innocently, and he suddenly raised his knife towards Zhang Congde.

The knife carries the wind, the strong wind.

Zhang Congde didn't move, and he didn't need to move.

Because the knife suddenly reversed direction, the blade stabbed out from under the armpit of the black-faced man. Shen Hanzhu was standing behind him, and the blade had already touched his chest.

The black-faced man's face suddenly became quite embarrassed, because he found that the back of the knife had been pinched by Shen Hanzhu, and the knife was no longer under his control.

Shen Hanzhu looked at him calmly, and said lightly: "How good your knife should be used to deal with him, it seems that he is much easier to deal with than me." ”

The black-faced man said: "I can only earn two hundred taels against him, but against you, I can earn twenty thousand taels." ”

Shen Hanzhu actually smiled: "Didn't you just say that as long as you pull out the knife once, it will cost two hundred taels, no matter who the other party is?"

The black-faced man said: "There are exceptions to everything. ”

Shen Hanzhu said: "I really want to know who made you change your principles?"

"It's me!" a voice sounded, and suddenly there was another person in the room.

It was Zhu Biao who came.

Shen Hanzhu let go of the back of the knife in his hand, arched his hand towards Zhu Biao, and said, "It turned out to be Brother Zhu." ”

Zhu Biao said: "Very surprised?"

Shen Hanzhu said: "It's really unexpected. ”

Zhu Biao said: "Are you starting to hate me now?"

Shen Hanzhu said: "I don't hate you at all. ”

Zhu Biao seemed a little surprised by Shen Hanzhu's answer: "Oh?"

Shen Hanzhu said: "You asked him to kill me?"

Zhu Biao said: "Exactly right. ”

Shen Hanzhu said: "You know that he can't kill me." ”

Zhu Biao said: "I do know. ”

Shen Hanzhu said: "So you don't want me to die." ”

Zhu Biao said: "You are so right. ”

Shen Hanzhu pointed at the black-faced man and said to Zhu Biao: "Should you let him go?"

Zhu Biao said: "It should be. ”

Shen Hanzhu said to the black-faced man: "Hey, you can go, and you can also take the silver on the table." ”

The black-faced man walked over and picked up the silver on the table.

Shen Hanzhu said, "Wait a minute, what's your name?"

The black-faced man said: "The killer is nameless. ”

After saying that, he walked towards the door without looking back.

Shen Hanzhu suddenly thought of something, and shouted loudly: "You come back!"

But it was still late, but I heard a scream from the direction where the black-faced man went out.

Shen Hanzhu said coldly with a sad tone: "He's dead?"

Zhang Congde said: "Yes, he died." ”

Shen Hanzhu asked bitterly, "Who made him die?"

Zhang Congde said: "Except for you, no one here wants him to walk out of this store alive." ”

Shen Hanzhu asked the old man, "Do you think so too?"

The old man said expressionlessly, "Yes!"