Daomu Biji

I was about to speak, but suddenly I realized something was wrong. The moment I spoke, my secret was revealed. Now I couldn't speak, so I could only think about what else to do.

What should Third Uncle do at this time? What will the third uncle do at this time?

My mind was in a mess, and when I saw Bastard Qiu coming in front of me, he immediately showed a surprised look when he saw my face.

I looked at him and immediately thought of the only way to avoid revealing my secret. I went up to him, raised my left fist and hit him hard on the bridge of the nose.

He was caught off guard and knocked to the ground by me. My hand immediately felt severe pain, but I gritted my teeth and held it in. I immediately punched him again, knocking him to the ground as he had just gotten up. He screamed like a pig, and I remembered what he said during the last meal, and I became really angry. Anyway, I didn’t know if I could hide it, so I wanted to get the best of it first, so I stood up and kicked him wildly.

The guy looked very ruthless, but the fight was very smooth. He didn't even have a chance to fight back. Several of his men behind him finally reacted and rushed forward. Pan Zi immediately stopped in front of me and said to them: "Come and die if you want. One knife at a time, if I don’t kill you in three minutes, I will be your grandson.”

Everyone knew Pan Zi's ruthlessness, and for a while the four of them didn't dare to move.

At this time, I beat my hand until I couldn't feel it anymore. I was afraid that it would cost more to treat my hand later than this guy's to treat the injury, so I couldn't go too far, so I kicked him a few more times, turned around and left.

Pan Zi saw me leaving, took a sip, and followed me. We walked through an intersection and saw those men immediately helping Wang Baqiu. I quickened my pace and walked to a place where they couldn't see me. I found that my hands were swollen like steamed buns.

"Slap him next time," Pan Zi said. "Hit him with your fist to give him face."

I looked at the back and asked, "Isn't the secret revealed?"

"Not necessarily. He must have been following me or you with some eyeliner. Seeing your appearance now, I thought the Third Master was back and immediately came over to check on Feng Shui. His reaction just now was good, but he didn't hit you hard enough."

"not enough?"

"If I take action, we don't have to worry about whether he sees it or not." Pan Zi said, "But whether he sees it or not, he must be confused after this beating. Let's leave him alone for the time being."

We got into a taxi all the way, and Pan Zi said that we could not go to my original hotel, nor to his. By tonight, all of Changsha would definitely know the news. You have to hide first, but you can't hide for too long. Because the third master has never been afraid of those birdmen, there will definitely be a tough battle tomorrow.

If you can survive tomorrow and go back to our store in Hangzhou immediately, you can rest for a long time.

I nodded,

He said: "I can't sleep tonight. I have to tell you how to get through. However, you can't be as head-on as I said tomorrow. You definitely won't be able to learn like the Third Master in one night. I'll find a place tomorrow and you can Inside, I'm outside. Let them only see your face, you don't have to speak, but you have to lecture them."

"How can you train me if you don't speak?" I asked curiously.

Pan Zi smiled mysteriously: "I will teach you the first move of Third Master's magical skill later, silent training."

That night, I practiced the silent training technique almost all night long, which was actually just throwing the ledger through the air.

Pan Zi said, when my third uncle is angry, he usually likes to curse, but when he is furious to the extreme. Instead, it will be silent. He would take out the problematic ledger and ask the person at the door where the problematic ledger was to wait outside. If explained properly. He just puts it down if there is a problem. He would throw the ledger out and the man would know he was finished.

The ledger must be accurate, but it doesn’t have to be too accurate. But my problem is, I have to recognize all the people’s faces. Some deputies will come tomorrow, and the total number of people may exceed thirty. Pan Zi doesn't have any photos here, so he can only lay out a picture. Tomorrow, let those people stand in order, and then line up their numbers. I heard the name Just memorize a number and throw the notebook towards this number.

I practiced all night and finally made some small progress. I gained some experience by throwing it around. In the end, I needed to throw an ashtray as a summary. This ashtray was going to be thrown at Pan Zi as a punishment for his failure in doing things, so that Pan Zi could use this to get angry.

I took a look at the ashtray that was about to be thrown. It was an enamel plate from the late Qing Dynasty. I couldn't help but say, Pan Zi, you have to catch it. I just dropped it for more than 6,000 yuan.

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

This is also a code word, just like the dragon's back.

The two of us got up and dressed neatly. When we went out, Pan Zi said: "Third Master, you are the Third Master."

I looked at him, not knowing whether he was talking to me or to himself. Just as he turned the corner, a man suddenly came out of the darkness at the intersection and slashed Pan Zi behind him with a knife.

Caught off guard, Pan Zi took a few steps away, and blood on his back spilled all over the floor. The man turned around and immediately rushed towards me. With a machete in his hand, he slashed at my neck.

I hurriedly dodged, but Pan Zi had already climbed up, grabbed the man's collar, and snatched the knife away with a few strokes. The man broke free with force, and I immediately saw six steps out of the darkness behind him. seven people.

Without saying a word, they rushed towards us.

Pan Zi's back was already stained red with blood. He grabbed the machete and whispered to me: "Don't run, look at me, stay calm."

My body was covered in cold sweat and I didn't say anything. I saw Pan Zi holding the knife horizontally and said: "There are only seven people. Can't the bastard Qiu She give money?"

"Wang Baqiu?" I looked at those people and suddenly realized what was going on. These might have been sent by Bastard Qiu to silence us, so how did he find us? Is his eyeliner really that good?

The expressions of those people were so cold that I couldn't understand them. I didn't recognize them. The feeling they gave off suddenly made me very scared. Even when I encountered those strange things in the bucket, I didn't feel this kind of fear. I thought about how Uncle Qiu used to be when I was a mistress, and he would secretly give me pocket money. I suddenly felt that people can be very snobbish, but there should be a bottom line!

What is more terrifying than ghosts and gods is the human heart. Is this the human heart? I looked at the blood on Pan Zi's back, and the knife mark made me feel extremely dizzy.

After Pan Zi chopped down three people, the others immediately ran away.

He glanced at me, leaned against the wall, panted, and said: "Wang Baqiu is a businessman. This kind of thing is unprofessional. You have to be ruthless. You can't rely on this kind of person."

I smiled bitterly, asked him if it was okay, and went up to help him, but he shook his head and asked me not to come over: "The big boss is holding the guy who was chopped down, that means he is in decline, I am fine." As he said that, he pointed to the other side, and I found that A few people haven't run far yet, "They must still have half of the money. They have to kill us, and they want to find an opportunity to make a sneak attack."

"Then what should I do?" I looked in that direction, "You will go into shock due to blood loss."

"No, I will go into shock if I lose anything, but I won't go into shock due to blood loss." Pan Zida said, he stood up, and I saw blood stains on the wall behind him, "Let's go, let's chase them."

After walking a few steps, he stopped. I found that his expression was a little painful, but he frowned and said nothing.

We walked towards the guys one after another. Pan Zi held his machete horizontally and scraped it against the wall, scraping all the way across. This is the lowest form of intimidation in a fight. In the past, he would not have needed to do this kind of thing, but now, there are only two of us.

A rabble is a rabble, and those few brats were forced by Pan Zi to retreat to the roadside. Pan Zi's blood wet his pants. He put down the knife and saw that the little guys hadn't escaped yet, but were looking straight at us. He obviously saw Pan Zi's look and knew that he would fall sooner or later.

We stood on the side of the road waiting for a taxi, but looking up, I couldn't help thinking that it was even harder to get a taxi in this area than in Hangzhou.

I suddenly felt that this was the most tragic thing in the world. We were killed by others, and then we were bluffing and reached the roadside, but couldn't get a taxi. I don’t know if it was because Pan Zi was holding a knife.

Seeing Pan Zi leaning against the tree and losing all his strength, I was very anxious and thought about what Pan Zi had just said was an unprofessional method. Could it be that with Third Uncle gone, we will be forced into this by such unprofessional means?

The few people gradually came closer. Pan Zi held the machete tightly and glanced at me, looking a little helpless. I suddenly wanted to call the police, but at that moment, I suddenly remembered his words:

"There are some things you just can't handle."

I always thought that his so-called inability to bear it was due to the huge pressure from all aspects, but I never thought that it would be like this. So unattractive, so stupid, seeing that his best friend is dying, he still has to pretend to be calm, but he can't choose to escape or other help, he can only die under the rules of their game.

My hands clenched into fists in my pockets, thinking about what I should do if Pan Zi died. Should I take Pan Zi's knife and continue?

At this time, I suddenly saw a few boys on the opposite side cheering, and then a dozen more people rushed out from the other side of the road, all of them holding machetes.

As soon as the two groups started talking, they immediately looked at us. The leader waved his hand and quickly came towards us. My heart dropped, there was someone else!

Pan Zi stood up suddenly and cursed: "Oh, he's a little cobbler from Nancheng. Bastard Qiu is very well-informed. He knows about my feud with him. Third Master, please lean back and don't get dirty." Clothes." He said, patting the knife on the tree, and a man walked towards them.

But after taking a few steps, the people on the opposite side stopped and looked behind me. I saw their expressions were awkward, and Pan Zi also felt strange, so he stopped and looked back.

I looked back and saw several cars on the roadside behind me, their doors opening one after another. Many people came out. Huo Xiuxiu was at the front. She jumped up on the ground in casual clothes, grabbed my hand and said to me: "Uncle, long time no see, do you still remember me?"

Before I could say anything, I saw Xiaohua on the other side, wearing a suit and his iconic pink shirt, walking up to me while sending a text message. After finishing the text without raising his head, he looked at the person opposite and said: " Send the Third Master to his 'old place', and if he encounters Bastard Qiu, he will be beaten to death and it will be mine." To be continued