[Okay, anyway, everything has been in their pockets, so you can go to your brothers to have fun with these.] Huang Shao really has no choice but to use these subordinates. It would be fine if he is not reliable in his work, but he is still so stupid.

[Thank you sir!]

[Go!] Huang Shao handed a space bag to the soldier.

When the soldier left, Huang Shao couldn't help it anymore. He started crying because all his property was handed over. This bag was taken out of his son's small insurance treasury. This was his last little property, but now someone has taken it away.

After crying for a while, when he saw the maternity and baby pill in his hand, he finally burst into tears and laughed, thinking that this incident could at least make him feel relieved.

If you don’t have money, you can make another profit, but if you pass this door, you won’t have this temple.

So he immediately walked towards the courtyard of his wife's 16th room with this maternity and baby pill in his arms.

Nangong Xian took Yang Hong and Jin Yubing to wander around Nanyang City in a swagger. As for the bloody case at the gate of the south city, they had long been thrown out of the sky.

However, the bloody incident at the city gate soon spread throughout the city.

[Boss, why don’t we go and eat something.] After wandering around for a while, maybe Nangong Xian and Jin Yubing were a little tired, so they suggested.

[Okay, I'm a little tired too.] Yang Hong agreed.

So the three of them came to a relatively good restaurant, the name of the restaurant was: Tianyu Restaurant. At this time, many people had gathered in the restaurant. As soon as the three of them entered the door, they found that there were already many people in the restaurant, many of whom were discussing the bloody case at the gate of the south city.

[Hey. Have you heard that the fat yellow at the South City Gate was slaughtered.]

[Really? You are not kidding. I heard that guy has a big backstage, who dares to mess with him?] Some people don’t believe it. They know Huang Ang’s backstage.

[Who is joking with you, this is true, it is absolutely true.]

[I don't believe it!]

[Look at you, are you from outside?]

[You are from outside! In the morning, I saw him invite four big and small actresses from Wanhualou to listen to the singing and dancing. When were you talking about it?]

[It was almost noon, and it just happened less than an hour.]

[No, is it really such a coincidence?]

[Okay, stop talking about these, brothers. Then do you know that this is a vendetta, or someone is a hero who is a hero. This guy, Fei Dahuang, uses his power for personal gain, and I don’t know how many bad things he has done. Now that he is dead, God is still eyeing.]

[Yes, this guy has been causing trouble for one side. I don’t know how many girls have been harmed by him. Now he deserves it.]

Listening to so many people talking about Huang Ang's murder, Yang Hong, Jin Yubing, and Nangong Xian were quite surprised. They did not expect that Huang Ang was so cruel.

[Xiaoxian. When I saw it, this is called the eyes of the masses.] Yang Hong said.

[Boss, I'm hungry.] Nangong Xian felt a little inappropriate. He didn't want to bother with Yang Hong.

[That's OK, it's called for food.] Yang Hong said.

[Sister Yubing. What do you want to eat?] Nangong Xian ignored Yang Hong and just said to Jin Yubing.

[Whatever! Look at it.] Jin Yubing is a very casual person. She is never picky about food.

[Little Fairy, look at it, Sister Yubing and I don’t understand.] Yang Hong said to Nangong Xian.

[Then I'll order it.] Nangong Xian was not polite and agreed directly.

[point!]

[Waiter, waiter!] Nangong Xian shouted.

[Three, eat something!] A guy holding a teapot ran over and heard the sound.

[Please all your best foods up to us.] Nangong Xian wanted to take revenge on Yang Hong, but Yang Hong was always entangled in the matter of whether Huang Ang should be killed.

[This lady, our best skill here is the braised lion king!] said the waiter.

[What is the braised lion king? Let me introduce it.] Nangong Xiandao.

[Miss, this braised lion king is cooked by our store from the meat of the five-star fairy beast Flaming Lion king, which is very delicious.] The waiter introduced with relish.

[Is it really that good?] Nangong Xian asked.

[Of course, this dish is a customized dish in our store. There are only thirty dishes a day. You have to come in time, and now there are only three dishes left.] The waiter said.

[Okay, we will all come up with one serving.] Nangong Xian heard that there were only three left. Without saying a word, he ordered them all.

[That? Miss, are you sure you want to order three copies?] The waiter said.

[Of course, what are you talking about? Hurry up.] Yang Hong shouted.

[Okay, OK!] The waiter ran away immediately.

[Boss, didn’t you ask me to order food?] Nangong Xian was not happy.

[Yes, aren’t you ordering dishes all the time?] Yang Hong said.

[But why are you talking?] Nangong Xian complained.

[Ah, I'm talking to you, what am I talking to you?]

[Didn't you just say that you asked the waiter not to talk nonsense? Isn't this a conversation?] Nangong Xian gave an example.

[Ah, OK, Xiaoxian, I was wrong.] Yang Hong replied.

[Just admit your mistake, boss, I will forgive you.] Nangong Xian said happily.

[Xiaoxian, I hope you can be more serious, okay?] Yang Hong had to protest because he found that Xiaoxian was playing bigger and bigger, which made him lose face more and more.

[Boss, I won’t, can you bite me?] Nangong Xian wants to challenge Yang Hong’s extreme patience.

[Xiaoxian, do you know? I am the boss and your employer, do you understand?] Yang Hong wants Nangong Xian to recognize something.

[So what? I'm the one who decides now.] Nangong Xian said.

[You—] Yang Hong gritted his teeth.

[What's wrong? This is what you said. I'll take care of the order. Sister Yu Bing testified.] Nangong Xian said to Jin Yubing.

[Yes, I can testify!] Jin Yubing also followed Nangong Xian to make fun of Yang Hong.

[Okay, I lost, you won, it's all right.] Yang Hong realized his situation and was willing to give in.

[This is almost the same!]

They had just stopped, and the restaurant was still discussing the bloody case at the South City Gate.

[Oh my God, the fat yellow is dead, we can finally live a good life, this is really a big crowd.] A vegetable farmer who is delivering goods to a restaurant was very happy to hear people's comments.

[Hey, old man, why do you think so? Has that fat yellow offended you?] A mealkeeper asked curiously.

[Hey, you don’t know. It’s not easy for us vegetable farmers to live in the suburbs. Every day, we have to go through the South City Gate to sell vegetables in the city.] The vegetable farmers said.

[Isn’t that so? Then the southern city gate is the territory of Fei Lao Huang?] The restaurant said.
Chapter completed!