"Big man! You scratched me and hurt me! I already said I'm sorry! I didn't know that duck was your pet!"
There seemed to be tears in the eyes of this female thief. She didn't know whether she was frightened by Brother Yu or in pain.
Brother Yu didn't let go and said seriously: "You are wrong. The duck is not a pet. It is one of us and a good friend of my Yu Wenbin. It cannot speak, so I have to stand up for it."
As soon as he finished speaking, Brother Yu's wrist began to exert force.
"Help! It hurts!"
My expression changed, and I quickly stepped forward and grabbed Brother Yu.
"Brother Yu! She is the master of Xi'an's secret thief! She is from the same sect as us but from a different sect. I guess our head is familiar even if we don't have a close relationship with her master."
"So what?"
Brother Yu still refused to loosen his grip, as if he was going to destroy this female thief in the next second.
I took a deep breath: "The person who eats their bowl of rice is equivalent to a disabled person once his hand is broken. Ah Chun stabbed Xiaoxuan in Guizailing and betrayed us. Tian Sanjiu wanted to kill her. Brother Yu, what do you think? Do you want to know how the head was made?"
Brother Yu frowned.
I said: "Baotou told us by words and deeds at the beginning, just because Baotou saved Achun from Tian Sanjiu, do you see how much help Master Zhe helped us later? So Brother Yu, let's travel around the world and keep a straight line in everything we do. We will meet again in the future. You must let go when it’s time to let go, and be merciful when you have to!”
Brother Yu was silent for half a minute, then slowly let go of his hand, and I quickly winked.
The female thief who called herself Banana took a deep look at me, as if she wanted to remember my appearance, and then ran away quickly, covering her shoulders.
I have done a lot of things like this to be merciful and forgiving, so that after many years, my glory is no longer there, but there are still many people who are willing to give me a hand.
Human nature is inherently evil, but there are also good aspects. In the words of Buddhism, it can be summed up as "you sow good causes back then, and you will reap good results today."
When I rushed to the hotel, everyone was there. Looking at the broken bones between my eyebrows, which were broken into large and small pieces and put together, my face turned green.
At that time, Fang La was the leader of Manichaeism and the leader of the rebel army. He was considered a great hero. Eight hundred years later, he may have only these few bones left, and he was broken by me.
Xiaoxuan came up with an idea: "If it doesn't work, let's stick it with 502, since the other party has never seen the real thing."
I shook my head: "Although Watermelon Head has never seen the real thing, he definitely knows what is in the bottle. The traces of 502 are obvious and cannot be fooled."
Dou Sprout yawned and said, "502 is not good, it's not as good as the two brothers."
Brother Yu shook his head and said, "If it's broken, it's broken. A broken mirror can't be made whole again, and it will be visible even if it's glued properly. In this case, it's probably useless even if Uncle Liao comes."
At this time, he opened his mouth.
"There are two ways to solve it now. Use fish bladder glue and human bone powder to repair it. After repair, as long as you don't look carefully with a magnifying glass, it shouldn't be a big problem. The other way is to trick the civet cat into replacing the prince."
He glanced at me, and I understood immediately without going into details.
I waited until 7 o'clock in the morning and called Xiguatou as soon as possible. I found a reason to postpone the delivery time until tomorrow night.
The watermelon head sounded very unhappy on the phone. He warned me not to play any tricks.
who I am? What is my identity?
How can I play small tricks? I can only play big tricks.
.....
At 9:30 in the morning, Ma Dachao came to me listlessly. I found that the dark circles under his eyes were a bit serious.
I threw the bag over and asked him to take it. He opened it and looked at it and immediately became energetic. There was more than 300,000 in cash in the bag.
"Boss, this...are these all for me?"
"What a beautiful idea you have. I asked you to hold it for me and accompany me to Erbaida to find something."
Erbaida was the largest antique market in Hangzhou at that time. The industry said that Panjiayuan was in the north and Erbaida was in the south. This place was formerly the Second Department Store in Hangzhou. In the 1990s, it mainly sold stamps and coins. In the early 2000s, the market was The reform was very successful, from a single stamp and coin card market to a full-category antique market, with more than a thousand stalls and shops in the market.
"Boss, I thought you were calling me for something good. It turned out that you asked me to run errands for you."
"What's wrong with running errands? I asked you to come out and exercise! Look at how weak your kidneys are now! You don't look like a man at all."
