Chapter 27 Apology

The long-haired man had a look of astonishment on his face.

Obviously, he didn't expect that as soon as he walked in the door, I would reveal the truth directly.

But he immediately returned to normal, leaned on the back of the sofa, crossed his legs, and said: "Okay, let's not talk secretly. You injured Mr. Ding and my brother yesterday. I'm here to help them." The two of you want justice. You chop off your hands and feet to make amends, and let this matter go. Otherwise, you have to give up your life."

There is no basis for what he says, and there is nothing hidden behind what he says. This is not a real charlatan, he should just be a street gangster.

They have no inheritance, they just rely on their bravery and ruthlessness, dare to fight and kill, and form gangs on the street to form a force. They claim to be the sons and daughters of the Jianghu, but in fact they do not understand the real Jianghu methods and allusions.

I can't help but be a little disappointed.

I thought that after Xiao Dingxian returned, Yao Daxian would send another disciple over even if he didn't die in person, but he didn't know that he sent a club to die instead.

"These words, if I want to seek justice, Yao Daxian must come in person. Don't send a fool like you to die."

"Who the hell are you calling stupid? I'll damn you!"

The long-haired man had a fierce look in his eyes, and he reached out and took out the pistol from his bag and raised it.

But the next moment his movements froze.

Then he slowly turned the gun and pointed it at his face.

"Spells, do you know spells?"

The long-haired man screamed in a low voice with a look of horror on his face.

"Now that you have entered my door, do you still want to show off in front of me? When Yao Daxian asked you to come, didn't he tell you who I am?"

I turned over and sat up, pushed open the window at hand, reached out and folded a slender ice skate under the eaves. .

"The old black star who imitates the 54 style is so rough, you should be a Hualong product. You are not a bastard. You are just fighting for victory and territory. You are just an old troll. There is no need for Hualong. You are Clear the way, carry goods, or take advantage of others?"

"If you kill me if you dare, I'll have a big scar on my head. I'm not afraid of you!"

The long-haired man was sweating profusely and howling hoarsely at the top of his lungs.

I smiled slightly and rubbed my hands on the skate.

The finger-thick ice skates turned into slender ice needles like sewing needles.

I waved the ice needle in front of the long-haired man, then raised the needle and stabbed it into the back of his head neatly. Even the tail of the needle did not enter the skin, and there was not even a blood spot left where the needle entered. Down.

The long-haired man's eyes became distracted, and he opened his mouth and said slowly: "We brothers are here to clear the way for the great immortal."

The thirty-six heretical techniques, the consciousness control technique of puppet control.

With this injection, he can say and do whatever he is asked to do. It is more convenient and secretive than planting threads to make a puppet. The disadvantage is that after this injection, the brain tissue is destroyed and he can only live for ten more years. Hours.

"Why did he clear the way?"

"Yao Daxian cured a nobleman, and the nobleman rewarded the Daxian with a job as a swindler. However, it turned out that several men in this business were dissatisfied with the Daxian and ruined his business, causing him to lose a hundred dollars. More than ten thousand, and he has lost the noble man’s face. So the Great Immortal wants to reopen Jincheng’s shady goods channel, and he is currently having a fierce battle with Mahoutian’s three masters.”

To clear the way is to rely on violence to break into the original underground business circle and seize territory and share.

Any goods that cannot be seen in the light are called hidden goods.

Jincheng is located at the heart of the Central Plains, with a thoroughfare between the north and the south. Smuggled goods from the south, cultural relics from the north, powdered goods from the west, and kiln goods from the east will all gather and disperse here, giving rise to a complex underground world.

The so-called shady goods on the land is to be a big middleman, buying all kinds of shady goods on the ground, laundering them and changing hands through various procedures. In order to reduce the trouble, the pedestrians who bring the goods are also willing to dispose of the goods. Reliable middleman. If you go in and out like this, you can make huge profits several times if you change hands!

This kind of business is not something that just anyone can do. Only by taking advantage of both black and white, with good hands and eyes, and a ruthless heart and ruthless hands can it be big and long-lasting.

Yao Daxian is a charlatan who treats outsiders. Even if he has a big backer, he still has to fight hard to get a piece of business in this circle.

No wonder Yao Daxian didn't even show up when his apprentice got into trouble.

The three melons and two jujubes earned by looking at the outsiders are simply not enough in the face of such a huge windfall as being a swindler in the land!

Therefore, this man is not only here to die, but also to deliver a message!

Regarding Xiao Dingxian's matter, Yao Daxian admitted that Xiao Dingxian was rude first and it was his own fault, and he gave his life as an apology.

But he also wanted to use the long-haired man's words to explain clearly the reason for his resignation.

It’s not that he’s afraid of me, it’s that he wants to do a bigger business and no longer cares about the business of treating external diseases, which can only make a small fortune, so he doesn’t want to cause extraneous problems.

This is the method of serious heretic warlocks.

Therefore, the long-haired man was already destined to die when he went out.

I put my hand on the back of the long-haired man's neck.

After accepting this apology, according to the rules, the previous matter will be settled.

The two sides cannot use this as an excuse to fight again later.

At least for now, Yao Daxian is sincere.

However, I cannot accept this apology.

"Ahem, Mr. Zhou, are you busy?"

Lao Cao's voice sounded.

He opened the door, but did not go in. He leaned against the door panel, with his back to the pressure well in the corner of the yard, and shook a pair of wine bottles in his hands at me.

"I've brought you the original wine that has been stored for thirty years in gold liquor. I won't come home until I'm drunk tonight!"

Behind the back door, one point is left in hand.

This old man is warning me in his official capacity not to kill anyone.

I laughed and slapped the long-haired man on the back of the neck, "Okay, that's it for today, you can go."

The long-haired man suddenly stood up as if waking up from a dream, touched his body, took out a pile of old people's heads, and gave them to me with both hands, "Thank you, Mr. Zhou, this is filial piety."

I took the money, squeezed it gently, and got three thousand.

The long-haired man bowed to me again, then turned around and walked out of the door in front of Lao Cao.

But when I was going out, I accidentally tripped over the threshold and almost fell over.

"Take it easy." Lao Cao reminded him kindly and closed the door. "I brought the wine, where are the dishes?"

"I've prepared it early in the morning, waiting for you to grow old."

I calmly stuffed the imitation 54 that the long-haired man left behind into my handbag and led Lao Cao into the house.

Lao Cao didn't seem to see the pistol.

After entering the room, neatly cut cooked food was already placed on the round table.

Lao Cao nodded with satisfaction, raised his hand and opened both bottles of wine without saying a word.

The rich and pure aroma of wine instantly filled the room.

I couldn't help but praise, "Good wine!"

Quickly get the jug and pour some wine to warm it up.

"The wine is good, and the food is good, but before drinking, there are some things that need to be explained clearly."

Lao Cao held the mouth of the wine bottle with one hand, a sharp chill flashing in his cloudy old eyes.

"Today's wine is easy to get, but not easy to drink."