Everyone stood in front of the shopkeeper, a little surprised.

The shopkeeper couldn't help but rub his eyes and looked at Feng Xiangdong. He had seen many people like this who couldn't find their wallet when it was time to check out.

But I never expected that Feng Xiangdong, who looked like the eldest son of a wealthy family, could actually do such a thing.

This is really beyond the knowledge of the shopkeeper.

"Hey...look at your face!"

Dong Yunyu lived up to expectations and seized the opportunity to come out: "If you don't want to treat me, don't want to treat me. After all, no one's money comes from the strong wind... Everyone understands that you are reluctant to spend money, but don't show it so obviously. Everyone knows

We are brothers, it doesn’t matter…this meal is mine!”

Dong Yunyu said loudly, patting her chest boldly, and said in a very grand tone: "My, my! This meal is mine."

He said it very loudly!

He looks like he regards money as dirt!

After saying that, he turned to Feng Xiangdong and said: "Bah, don't treat me if you don't have money, you poor guy! Don't pretend to be a big clove of garlic in the future."

Feng Xiangdong, the dignified eldest son of the Feng family, was so angry that his lungs were blown away, and his fingers were trembling: "Dong Yunyu, you, you... you bitch..."

Dongyun Yu doesn't care whether she's a bitch or not.

Master Dong has heard similar curses tens of thousands of times, but where is this? He doesn't take it to heart at all.

He paid the money carelessly: "No need to look for it!"

He slapped his wallet on his chest: "I have money!"

Feng Xiangdong foamed at the mouth: "...I can't do it anymore...I have never been so angry in my life!"

"Forget it... don't be as knowledgeable as him. As the saying goes, if a dog bites you..."

Qiu Yunshang kept persuading: "Let's find our wallet first."

Fang Che held back his laughter and asked Feng Xiangdong: "Besides money, is there anything else in it?"

"There are also three Feng Shen blades from our Feng family. We can't throw them away..."

Feng Xiangdong's face changed.

Firstly, it is an identity mark, secondly, it is also a trump card, and thirdly, it is a life-saving trump card.

If that was lost, Feng Xiangdong felt that it would not be as simple as having his skin peeled off when he returned.

The reason why the Fengshen Blade is a Fengshen Blade is because it is engraved with the Feng family’s unique hidden weapon training routes and methods.

"When was it stolen?"

Feng Xiangdong frowned tightly. In his mind, he clearly recalled every step he took from the inspection hall to here.

But after thinking about it, I can't remember when anyone approached me.

Not to mention reaching into his arms and taking away his wallet, which he regarded as life.

And the wallet... is still connected to an unsearchable piece of sky silk.

If it was said to have been stolen.

Feng Xiangdong himself didn’t believe it: Then how slow should I be?

"I didn't even feel any ill will!"

After thinking for a long time, Feng Xiangdong was a little panicked because he couldn't even think of any clues.

Fang Che was thinking the same thing.

Because everyone came out all the way, everything they passed was like a trickle, passing through his mind in a circle.

Suddenly, a look with all the whites of his eyes passed through his mind.

Fang Che suddenly frowned.

Said: "You come with me."

Then he led everyone out of the restaurant and told Ye Meng: "You and the children will wait on this side of the road."

Then the four people entered the bookstore again.

The old man as thin as a monkey at the door lowered his head, rolled his eyes again and watched the four people walk in, and then his eyelids fell back with a snap.

Fang Che did not go inside, but stopped in front of the old man at the door, and said kindly: "Senior, I have a companion who just lost his wallet in your store. Please ask me if he has seen it. Thank you very much!”

The old man rolled his eyes again and said: "Did you drop your wallet? How can you be sure that you dropped it here? You said you dropped your wallet in my store, then you dropped it here? What if you said you lost it here? Daughter-in-law, do I still need to find a wife for you? It’s inexplicable!”

Dong Yunyu and others were also a little puzzled.

Seeing the old man's appearance, Dong Yunyu felt confident that she could knock him out several feet with just one fart.

The old man is almost in a bad state, and there is no trace of the breath of cultivation in his body. How can he still steal things from Feng Xiangdong?

Fang Che looked at the old man with a smile.

The old man showed no signs of weakness and rolled his eyes at Fang Che.

"Senior, as long as you take out your wallet, you'll be fine."

Fang Che said.

"I don't know what a wallet is!"

The old man said angrily: "I open the door to open a shop. If anyone comes and asks me for my wallet, will I still be able to do this business?"

Fang Che nodded: "It seems you don't want to pay?"

"I don't know how to pay?"

The old man scratched his neck.

"good!"

Fang Che turned over his hand and showed his inspection certificate: "The Guardian's Southeast Headquarters is inspecting and handling cases. I suspect that you are related to the Orthodox Church. You are an undercover agent planted by the Orthodox Church in East Lake Continent. Come with us!"

As he said that, he grabbed the old man's shoulders.

The old man was immediately stunned: "Are you still being unreasonable? If I can't take out my wallet, then... people are coming, people are coming, they are all coming to see the guardian oppressing good people for personal gain with power..."

Fang Che flipped his other hand again, and a glittering life and death order appeared in his palm.

"We are the life and death team. We are not responsible for any reasonable matters. We are only responsible for killing people."

He smiled and said: "Old man, if you yell a few more words, I will think that you are a real spy, using public anger to force us defenders to achieve your ulterior motives! Then I will take life-or-death action!"

A loud sound!

Fang Che pulled out his sword and laid it clearly across the old man's neck, which was so thin that only two tendons remained.

The old man suddenly became stiff, his eyes rolled around, and he didn't dare to move.

Fang Che said solemnly: "Old man, do you remember that wallet now?"

The old man trembled all over and suddenly said in surprise: "There is a wallet under the table. I wonder if it belongs to you? I was so busy just now that I didn't even see it."

Feng Xiangdong hurriedly bent down and looked down, and saw a wallet under the table. The gold wire was very delicate and elegant, and it was his wallet.

I quickly picked it up and opened it. There was no shortage of silver coins, gold coins, gold leaves, and the Fengshen Blade inside.

He said in surprise: "I found it. It's mine. There's nothing missing inside."

The old man had a pleading look on his face, and his vicissitudes of life revealed a flattering look on his face: "Sir... I have found my wallet now..."

Fang Che pressed his sword against the old man's neck and said calmly: "Boss, I know I found the wallet. I have eyes to see it. But I want to tell you something."

"You say, you say."

"We don't want to lose anything anymore. If I go out of your store, or if I find that I have lost something recently."

Fang Che flashed the life and death order in front of the old man's eyes and said, "Do you recognize what this is?"

"I recognize it, I recognize it. Don't worry, little old man, I...I, I am really not a thief."

The old man looked like he was about to cry.

Fang Che smiled and slowly retracted the shining sword.

Clang!

The long sword is sheathed!

He smiled and said, "That's great if you're not a thief. Sorry, it's just that my friend was here and accidentally dropped his wallet. What do you think?"

The old man nodded like he was pecking rice: "Yes, yes."

He sat down and seemed frightened.

His face was a little pale.

Fang Che smiled and took out a hundred taels of silver notes and put them on the table: "My husband, I was offended just now. This is a thank you for finding my wallet. Please accept it."

The old man refused again and again: "No, no, no... it should be..."

"Take it."
To be continued...