. "Young Master Yan, I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I've made you wait for a long time!"

A strong voice came from afar. Su Yanwen in the tea house box left the English new words textbook he was reciting. His young face raised his head with a seemingly natural smile and faced a middle-aged man who was rushing towards him.

"Brother Wei." He greeted, his smile becoming brighter: "I'm fat again!"

"Haha, yes, I've been tiring about it recently!" Brother Wei laughed twice, patted his belly, which was indeed slightly bulging with a self-deprecating look. After he put the chair on his hands, he sat down with a golden knife: "It seems that Mr. Yan has grown taller again?"

"It's a little bit." Su Yanwen's eyes gradually narrowed into two curved slits: "I'm too early to 'open up', I'm afraid I don't have much development potential."

"Haha, Young Master Yan is really good at joking - ask these brothers under my command, who did not taste it a year or two years earlier than you, see which one of them has less space!" Brother Wei laughed happily, turned around and pointed, and the subordinates behind him also laughed twice to cater to him.

"That's great." Su Yanwen smiled and said his white teeth were fine and smooth: "I also read the book, which is said... It seems that the book is not very correct."

"Books are the most useless thing!" Brother Wei shook his head disapprovingly, stared at the new book that Su Yanwen was spreading, and smiled hummingly: "Young Master Yan is still using what books to read! So hardworking... Which school dares not accept your words? I'll invite their school manager to have tea in person!"

"Really? Then thank Brother Wei first. It will depend on you then." Su Yanwen smiled lazily, closed the new textbook and pushed it aside, no longer talking, but just looked at Brother Wei with a smile.

"Just kidding, I don't need me!" Brother Wei laughed loudly, and while smiling, he glanced at the left and right. The people standing behind him immediately took a few steps back and stood outside the private room. He left enough space for the two of them to whisper: "Just Master Yan just said which school he wanted to go to, someone would rush to take care of it!"

"How could that happen!" Su Yanwen smiled and shook his head to deny, "Brother Wei, you are too exaggerated... Let's talk about the serious matters!"

"Okay, okay!" Brother Wei's face turned solemn, and he instantly showed some cruel aura. He took out a piece of folded neatly from his pocket with his right hand, as if some yellow paper was written, and put it on the table and pushed it to Su Yanwen: "...It's this rebellious boy!"

The expression on Su Yanwen's face did not change. He gently picked up the yellow paper and spread it, but there was a person's name and the birth date written in cinnabar. He raised his eyes and glanced at the opposite side with a gloomy expression. The corners of his mouth were raised, and then he pinched his hands in a strange position and gently closed his eyes.

Brother Wei, who was sitting opposite, couldn't help but feel a little nervous. He leaned back without any trace, trying to stay away from Su Yanwen who closed his eyes. I don't know if it was a psychological effect or something, but I always felt my scalp numb. The empty box seemed to be vaguely crying and howling.

Although it was not the first time, he still felt extremely uncomfortable all over.

Time passed little by little in silence, and suddenly Su Yanwen's eyelashes that were longer than most girls trembled quickly and his breathing became rapid. After a sharp tremor, he suddenly let out a breath of energy with a "ha" sound, suddenly opened his eyes, and his body stopped static and stopped shaking.

"Brother Wei, you almost killed me." He breathed a little anxiously, but his face regained a smile: "If I had known that he had been broken by you, I would have been more careful... Tsk tsk, chopping a living person into a mouth, Brother Wei, you are also a heartbreaker."

He was still saying with a smile, as if he was telling a joke. Brother Wei on the opposite side suddenly stiffened his body at the moment he heard it. He suddenly regained his naturalness. He raised his thick big hand and stroked the back of his head, and smiled calmly: "I also do things according to the rules of the world... If I don't deal with it like this, how can I be worthy of those brothers who were killed by him!"

"You should tell me first." Su Yanwen's expression on his face did not change at all, and he complained half-truely. The boy's appearance was in a mature tone and movement. He smiled and picked up the teapot and poured a cup for Brother Wei: "It's difficult to communicate with such a ghost! Even if he has wisdom, he often keeps the secret and never spits... You know, he needs to spend a lot of effort."

"There's nothing else!" Brother Wei pounded his thigh hard and gritted his teeth hard: "This beast moved half of his funds to a secret account that only he had. At that time, the death of his brothers was so sad that he just did it. He thought he would find some clues sooner or later, but he didn't expect..."

I didn’t expect that my hands and feet were so clean, right?

Su Yanwen did not pour tea for himself, picked up the Coke beside him and opened it and took a few sips. Looking at Brother Wei's expression of regret and resentment, he couldn't help but feel funny - now it is an era of high IQ crimes, and these traditional bosses' methods of controlling their subordinates are indeed sophisticated, but they are really good at this...

But half of the funds!?

Su Yanwen used a drink bottle to block the corner of his mouth and smiled - he was completely aware of the real inside story behind Brother Wei, a self-proclaimed small gang. Half of the funds would have to be at least hundreds of millions of yuan!

"——Young Master Yan, come on offer!" Brother Wei on the opposite side looked at Su Yanwen after gritting his teeth and being silent for a few seconds, with a gloomy face frowning, and was completely different from the kind look he had when he came in.

"Brother Wei, don't say that. You always take good care of me," Su Yanwen smiled embarrassedly, with a little childish face and sincere expression: "No matter how I say it, you can't let you suffer such a big loss - but you know, it's a matter of defying ghosts and gods, and the price is quite high."

Brother Wei, who was opposite, shivered slightly, then nodded: "I know, Young Master Yan." He gritted his teeth and suddenly took a deep breath as if he had made up his mind: "That rebel boy moved so much money, and all he took out was spent on a woman! I have asked the brothers to cage that woman - together with the two gangsters who came to make trouble last time, they were all held in the hall... Is it enough?"

Three lives...

The exclusive text version of this work "" Novel Network was first released. It may not be reproduced without consent and excerpted. For more latest and fastest chapters, please visit "".com! Su Yanwen's eyes twitched slightly, and his tender and long fingers began to tap on the table casually, as if he was thinking about something. After a long time, when Brother Wei began to feel that the tea in the teapot tasted lighter than white water, Su Yanwen suddenly opened his eyes, and his fingers were also stopped at the same time.

"Enough." He said softly, and in his eyes, the color of his clear pupils gradually became deeper, as if the bottomless tunnel: "I have money to buy a ghost... Pay attention, he is here..."

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"cheers!"

"cheers!"

In the noisy self-service hotpot restaurant, Mu Longquan raised his head and drank the whole bottle of iced beer in one breath. The ice-cold liquid became like a fire in the belly. The dormitory brothers suddenly shouted around him in a mess. Only the fourth brother shook his head slightly and slowly spit out two words: "Take the body!"

Mu Longquan put down the bottle, laughed twice, and a burp rushed up, and a series of sounds suddenly came out of his throat. "Come on, don't put chopsticks, the kung fu meat in this shop is quite authentic. Everyone works hard to get all the money back!" He spit out the gas rushing in his belly and greeted everyone with a smile, and immediately received a response from all the members of the dormitory. After another attack from the evil wolf. The tray of "kung fu meat" given by the shop disappeared instantly, and even the lettuce used for decoration on the bottom of the plate was put into the pot.

After returning from the auction the day before yesterday, he and Pippsy immediately secretly calculated the income, and the result was very happy. Not only could his "debts" be fully repaid immediately, but there was also a windfall of nearly 10,000 units waiting for him - this was the number after Pippsy took the big head - and for the vague idea that he wanted to stop doing it, Pippsy just shrugged and had no intention of objection. When he thought of freely living a stable and happy life with his family in the future, his heart was as dizzy as if he had drunk the most mellow wine. On the one hand, in order to celebrate this incident, and on the other hand, to make up for the recent alienated dormitory brothers, he had donated generously in the past two days, asking them to "fight" in nearby hotels every day. Every day, he was full of wine and slept with his full meals. Igdrassie had begun to warn him that he had insufficient exercise.

"Fifth Lao, honestly tell me what you have done these days. Seeing that you are full of red faces, it seems that you have made a fortune!" The third Lao, who was a little drunk, smiled meaninglessly while coming over to hook Mu Longquan's neck: "I can see it today. Are you asking your brothers to eat the water table... Fight for three consecutive days!"

"Yes, yes, tell us if you are going to rob the bank!" The others next to him also made fun of him and teased Mu Longquan with all his mouth: "If yes, take us there too!"

"Hehe, it's better to be a profit than robbing a bank!" They didn't believe it anyway, and Mu Longquan told the truth. When he thought about it, he felt happy again. He picked up a bottle of beer and took half of it in one breath.

"Okay, awesome!"

Everyone directly thought he was telling a joke and laughed: "When you get rich, don't forget to give money to your brothers!"

There was another burst of laughter and a mess of cheers, the third brother came over again, full of alcohol: "By the way, Lao Wu, when it comes to beauty, you have no involvement with Qiao Beibei from the Film and Television Academy, right?"

Qiao Beibei.

A trace of cold things instantly slid across Mu Longquan's heart, not hurting, but not feeling well.

"It's gone long ago, what are you thinking!" Mu Longquan raised his head and poured it down again, pushing away the third brother's face, full of sweat and alcohol.

He hasn't visited Qiao Beibei once in the past two days. Speaking of which, he is actually the "interventionist". Although he feels a little complicated and a little hard to give up, since he has decided to completely forget it, he must do it resolutely.

According to the reward of the busy ghost, Qiao Beibei has been doing normal work and rest, except that she seems to have lost weight. And Song Xuanlong seems to be planning something - is revenge on himself? - he has been calling constantly since he left and has not gone out these days.

"That's good, that's good!" The third brother laughed, "Aren't you afraid that you will suffer a loss... You kid are too young to play with others!"

...Yes, that kind of game may be easy for others, but for him, it is too complicated.

Mu Longquan patted the third brother's shoulder with emotion, showed a grateful smile, then cheered up and greeted: "Come on, everyone - eat slowly..."

What he was supposed to say had a slight turn after receiving a signal. After saying a few words casually, he took the excuse to go to the bathroom and left the steaming table. Taking advantage of the brothers' attention, he quietly turned to the second floor.

"Mr. Mu."

In the much quieter private room, wearing a silver-gray combination dress, elegant and calm and thin, Kemussa Christina Vordus gently raised the mellow red liquid in the cup and paid tribute to Mu Longquan: "Please sit down and taste it for a while. These are delicious foods that I brought from the deep sea and cannot reach the world."

There were only two small small pots that looked like alcohol hot pot on the huge table, and two sets of exquisite tableware. Judging from the elegance and temperament that came out of the bones, it would never be the store's own thing.

If you want to treat me to good food, you can say it in advance...

Mu Longquan looked at the white, tender and smooth things on the table that looked so fresh, but he couldn't help but burp, patted his stomach, and shook his head helplessly.

This action fell into the eyes of Kemussa Cristina Vordus. The corners of his mouth with charming elegance moved slightly.

"Thank you."

Mu Longquan sighed, sat down opposite him, picked up a piece of fish fillet, but didn't know how to eat it - if this thing as thin as a cicada's wing and crystal clear, it would be a waste of resources if it was used for hot pot!

The little Wordus on the opposite side also chose the same ingredients without any haste. He first soaked in the brandy next to him for a little while, then scooped out a spoonful of boiling rich soup from the small pot on the small stove and poured it gently on the fish fillets. The special plate immediately soaked the whole piece of fish in the fragrant soup. The originally crystal clear meat suddenly turned milky white, and then it was served with the sauce prepared next to it and put it into your mouth gracefully.

He was so attentive that he didn't look up his head once.

Mu Longquan breathed a sigh of relief. He followed suit and did the same thing. The moment the delicious fish was in his mouth, even his taste buds, which had almost been paralyzed by alcohol, couldn't help but scream.

Too good to eat

A classic scene from "God of Cookery" unexpectedly appeared in Mu Longquan's mind. He suddenly felt that the ones he had eaten downstairs just now were all - uh, that...

Observing his expression, a smile appeared on Little Vodus' face again.

"It's delicious!" Mu Longquan ate five or six slices in one breath, then he sighed with satisfaction and stopped, picked up the wet wipes beside him and wiped his hands.

"Why don't Mr. Mu eat it?"

Little Vodus looked at Mu Longquan, then saw that there were still many "fish fillets" left on the table, and asked in confusion.

“My mother often says, ‘Deliciousness cannot be used too much’.”

Mu Longquan smiled and shook his head, looked at the delicious food on the table and gently smashed his mouth. With a look of regret, he leaned back, sat upright, and stared at Little Vodos. The latter frowned slightly when he heard this.

"Mr. Vodus," Mu Longquan's smile grew bigger after looking at him for a moment: "I disappoint you, I think I really don't have the ability to make 'that thing' come to this world again."

Little Wordus' face suddenly showed unconcealed disappointment. The next second he forced a smile, picked up the red wine and took a sip to cover it up: "It makes you embarrassed... However, this matter should not be able to draw conclusions so early..."

"But--" Mu Longquan raised his voice, and the little Vodus on the opposite side paused slightly, quickly put down the cup, and looked at Mu Longquan with hope. "---------I can provide you with another value that is never below 'that thing', and it is even more rare than its tobacco products."

The disappointed expression appeared again on the gentle and elegant face. Little Vodus calmed down his mood and shook his head politely: "Thank you for your kindness, Mr. Mu," he gracefully wiped his hands and mouth with a wet wipe, ready to get up: "I think we don't need any other substitutes--"

"—I think you better not draw conclusions so quickly, Mr. Vordus."

He interrupted Little Wordus without hesitation, and he had the goods in his hand and knew its preciousness clearly. In addition, Pipsy's "Big Smoke Ball" also praised him with his body. Mu Longquan was full of confidence at this time, and even a vague momentum of controlling the situation was emitting. Little Wordus stopped his movements in surprise, looked at Mu Longquan who seemed to have suddenly become unfamiliar, sat down in his seat again, and his expression began to enter the negotiation role.

"I hope to hear the details."

He turned his head slightly and smiled.


Chapter completed!