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Chapter 3 (1)

I was about to speak, but suddenly realized that something was wrong. As soon as I spoke, I was about to reveal myself. Now I can't speak, I can only think about what else I can do.

What should Uncle San do at this time? What will Uncle San do at this time?

My mind was in a mess. When I saw Wu Baqiu coming to me and seeing my face, he immediately showed a look of surprise.

I looked at him and instantly came up with the only way to not reveal my feelings. I walked forward to him, swung my left fist and hit him hard on the bridge of his nose.

He was caught off guard and was knocked to the ground by me. My hand immediately hurt, but I gritted my teeth and held it back. I immediately went up and punched him again, knocking him to the ground who had just gotten up. He screamed like a pig. I remembered what he said during the last meal, and it really became popular. Anyway, I don’t know if it can be hidden, so I will be satisfied with it before talking about it, so I rushed over and kicked him wildly.

The guy looked very fierce, but he was very stubborn in the fight, and he didn't even have a chance to fight back. The four men behind him finally reacted and rushed up together. Pan Zi immediately stopped me and said to them: "If you want to die, come, kill one by one, and if you don't kill you for three minutes, I will be my grandson."

Everyone knows Pan Zi’s cruelty, and for a moment, no one dares to move.

At this time, I didn't feel the pain in my hand. I was afraid that the medical expenses for my own treatment would be more than this guy's injury. I couldn't go too far, so I kicked it a few more times, turned around and left.

Pan Zi saw me leave, and "snatched" her mouthful and followed me. We walked across an intersection and saw those subordinates immediately go to help Wu Baqiu. I accelerated my pace and walked to a place they could not see, and found that my hands were swollen like steamed buns.

"Next time, slap him." Pan Zi said, "It's giving him face to hit him with his fist."

I looked at the back and asked, "Didn't it reveal it?"

"Not necessarily, he must have had his eyeliner and followed me or you all the time. Seeing your current appearance, he thought the Third Master was back and immediately came to see Feng Shui. Your reaction just now was good, but he didn't beat him hard enough."

“Not enough?”

"If I do it, we won't worry if he can see it." Pan Zi said, "But regardless of whether he can see it or not, he will definitely be confused when he beats him up. Don't care about him for the time being, let's go quickly."

We got into the taxi and Pan Zi said that we could not go to the hotel where I used to stay, nor to his place. We will definitely know the news in Changsha tonight, so we have to hide first. But we can't hide for too long, because the third master has never been afraid of those birds, and there will definitely be a tough battle tomorrow.

If you can get through tomorrow, go back to our shop in Hangzhou immediately and you can calm down for a long time.

I nodded and said, "I can't sleep tonight. I have to tell you how to get through it. However, tomorrow you can't fight head-on as I said. One night you will definitely not be able to learn from the third master. Tomorrow I will find a place, you are inside, and I am outside, so that they can only see your face. You don't have to talk, but you have to train them."

"How can I train if I don't speak?" I said strangely.

Pan Zi smiled mysteriously: "I will teach you the first move of the Third Master's magical skills later, and train people silently."

That night, I was practicing the silent training tricks that almost all night, but in fact I was throwing the account book from a distance.

Pan Zi said, my third uncle usually likes to scold people when he is angry, but when he is furious to the limit, he will be very silent. He will take out the account book with questions and let the person on the market where the problem account book is on waiting outside. If the explanation is appropriate, he will let go. If there is a problem, he will throw the account book out and the person will know that he is finished.

The account book must fall accurately, but it doesn’t have to be too accurate. But my problem is that I must recognize the faces of all the people on the market. Tomorrow, in addition to the leaders of each market, there will be some deputy players. The number of people may be more than thirty. Pan Zi has no photos, so he can only arrange a picture first, let those people stand in order tomorrow, and then arrange the number. When I hear the name, I corresponding to the previous number and throw the account book over to this number.

I practiced for a night and finally achieved a little success. I also had experience throwing it away. Finally, I needed to throw an ashtray as a summary. The ashtray was to be thrown towards Pan Zi as a punishment for his poor work, so that Pan Zi could use this to get angry.

I looked at the enamel plate of the ashtray that was about to be thrown in the late Qing Dynasty, and couldn't help but think, Pan Zi, you have to catch it, I'm going to have more than six pieces of money.

In the early morning, I slept for a while, and Pan Zi sent a group text message at five o'clock in the morning: "Collection, nine o'clock, old place."

This is also a secret talk, just like "Dragon's Back".

We got up and dressed neatly. When we went out, Pan Zi said, "San Master, you are the Third Master."

I looked at him, not knowing whether he was telling me or myself. As soon as he turned around, a man suddenly came out of the darkness of the intersection and slashed behind Pan Zi with one knife.

Caught off guard, Pan Zi took it out a few steps away, and blood spilled on the ground. The man immediately turned around and rushed towards me, with a machete in his hand, and was about to chop my neck.
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