Master Hu Ba clapped his hands, and immediately six guards in Tsing Yi came over carrying a wooden tray, placed it on the table in front of everyone, and immediately turned around and left.
Each wooden tray contained an envelope and a stack of banknotes.
"The banknote is a general cashier's check of Shanxi Datong Bank. Each person has three million taels. Three million taels should be enough for one person to spend a long time." Mr. Hu Ba said with a smile.
Chase Bank's banknotes are the strongest banknotes and are universally accepted across the country. They have branches in major cities and can be exchanged for silver at any time. And if you only exchange one tael or ten thousand taels, the service you receive will be first-class. Therefore, Chase Bank has always had the best reputation.
"Everyone's name is on the envelope, and inside is their respective action plan. Everyone must abide by it." Mr. Hu Ba said very seriously and carefully. He couldn't help but be careful. Because of this, he has spent a lot of money.
"The person who built this box was the apprentice of Qiqiao Boy. It is said that his craftsmanship has long been outstanding. Just the lock on the box took him a whole year to design and make, and the material for forging the box is a kind of material from a The metal made of fine iron in the mysterious land cannot be broken by a knife or destroyed by fire. It also contains firearms from the Thunderbolt Hall. Once exposed to external force, both jade and stone will be destroyed." Mr. Hu Ba said calmly, "But no matter how difficult it is to open, After all, all locks are opened by keys, right?"
This sentence makes sense. If someone has been researching a lock that others cannot open, there will be someone who is researching keys that can open all locks. Many things in this world are full of contradictions.
He didn't wait for anyone to answer, and continued: "After we leave here, we will not meet again. Once the things are obtained, someone will take them over, so you won't have to worry about anything." He seemed to be tired and closed his eyes lazily. Eye. He didn't ask others if they agreed to do this. He didn't need to ask anymore.
These people were all selected by him, and he conducted a detailed investigation on each one. Ability, background, and martial arts were all investigated clearly, and he didn't worry about whether others agreed to do it.
This is his biggest secret.
This secret must not be known to outsiders, not even one, and those who do not agree will never leave Yipinju alive.
Of course, people who don't want to take the job won't come at all.
He believed that everyone understood this truth, and he believed that no one could refuse the temptation of three million taels of silver.
Tang Qingqing chuckled and said: "Three million taels can indeed make many people voluntarily cut off their hands and feet. What I want to know is, if someone leaks the news and the operation fails, will the three million taels of silver notes be refunded? "
Mr. Hu Ba laughed and said: "Except for the six of you, no one can walk up this floor today. Even flies can't fly up. Even if you walk up, you can't walk down."
That's right, with the Xunhe duo here, no one can leave completely. Besides, none of the people sitting here is one of the best in the world.
But he was wrong.
They are all wrong.
Because right now.
Thump, thump, thump, the sound of someone's footsteps walking on the stairs came.
Mr. Hu Ba's laughter suddenly stopped.
Mr. Hu Ba frowned, and everyone put the banknotes and envelopes into their arms. Even Sikong Zhaiyue, who had been snoring just now, woke up at this time. It was Mr. Hu Ba's laughter that woke him up. Or is he not drunk at all?
Brother Nangong already held the hilt of his sword and retreated to the stairs. No one went upstairs, but the footsteps on the stairs became louder and louder.
No one went upstairs, but someone came downstairs.
This third floor was originally an inn, and the stairwell on the third floor was directly opposite the stairway on the second floor. So the sounds of people going up and down the stairs came from this stairwell. Although everyone had good ears, they had been talking about important things and didn't listen carefully.
No one thought that someone would come in at this time.
The person who came downstairs was a young man, in his twenties, wearing a long green cloth gown, cut very close to the body, with broad shoulders and thin waist, sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, a straight nose, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised when not smiling, and a white tie on his head He wears a scribe's square scarf, his hair is slightly fluffy, and a strand of sideburns hangs loosely around his ears.
In his right hand he held a small knife carved from wood. The knife was three or four inches long and was very delicately carved, even more delicate than a real knife. There was a red ribbon tied to the handle of the knife. He pinched the red ribbon on the handle with his thumb and forefinger, and kept shaking it in a circle, with a cynical smile on his face.
He looked at everyone in the hall and smiled: "Good morning, everyone!"
When he smiled, Tang Qingqing felt as if spring had come early. He smiled like a big boy next door, so kind and natural. One can't help but want to get close to him.
When he smiled, everyone was stunned. Tang Qingqing thought to herself, you idiot, why are you still giggling? Don't you know that you are like a sheep walking into a pack of wolves at this moment?
Brother Nangong was already one of the rare handsome men in the world. The two brothers looked at each other and seemed to feel that the young man in front of them was better-looking than themselves. He looks like he is dressed like a fallen scholar, walks like a prodigal, but when he smiles, he looks like a young man from an aristocratic family, strolling around Chang'an Street to drive a carriage.
The young man walked directly to an empty table next to Tang Qingqing, sat down, and nodded to her. Tang Qingqing actually felt blushing.
He just heard him shouting: "Waiter, bring the wine, bring the good daughter Hong." In his eyes, these people who could make him laugh in an instant turned out to be just ordinary guests. Tang Qingqing cursed in her heart, what a fool. There was a hint of reluctance in her heart, at least she would not kill the young man in front of her first.
Brother Nangong was also stunned, not knowing whether he should draw his sword or not. Everyone looked at Mr. Hu Ba together.
Mr. Hu Ba stood up slowly and walked slowly to the young man's side. He sat down opposite him and said with a smile: "There is no wine here today!"
The young man frowned and said, "It's going to be troublesome without wine. I can't even eat without wine. People who are hungover will definitely not be able to eat if they don't take a sip of wine back this morning."
Only people who drink regularly know that people who are still hungover will vomit whatever they eat, but if you drink a little wine before eating, you will not vomit.
It turned out to be a drunkard, Tang Qingqing secretly felt regretful.
"That's right, you must not eat without drinking some wine, and you can't even drink water." Sikong Zhaiyue was also drunk.
The young man smiled and said: "It turns out that this brother is also a member of the same group. I was sleeping soundly in my room. Suddenly I smelled the aroma of wine and woke up. I must have been drinking the resurrecting wine, haha..."
Sikong Zhaiyue laughed and said: "I've almost drunk the daughter's red here. You and I are all of the same religion. I'll treat you to this half of the daughter's red. Please come back to life!" After saying that, he poured out the wine in front of him. The altar was thrown at the young man.
The young man hurriedly stood up and took the wine jar with both hands. Perhaps Sikong Zhaiyue used a little more force and shook the wine in his sleeve, and he almost fell down. He muttered: "It's a pity, it's a pity." He twisted the wine on his sleeve back towards the mouth of the jar, held the jar with both hands and started drinking.
At this time, his neck was raised, and the door was wide open. Any move could kill him instantly.
Mr. Hu Ba stopped everyone with his eyes. If he didn't nod, no one would dare to kill in front of him.
"My little brother has a good drinking capacity. I wonder where he is from and what is his name?" Mr. Hu Ba stared at the young man in front of him, his eyes gleaming.
In recent years, few people dare to look directly at Mr. Hu Ba.
But this young man seemed to think that his life was too long. He drank half of the jar of good daughter red in one go. At this time, his eyes were straightened. He glared at Mr. Hu Ba and said, "Why should I tell you?" , I can see that you are the boss of this place, but so what? I don’t owe you wine money."
Before Mr. Hu Ba could get angry, he actually smiled to himself and said: "But it doesn't hurt to tell you. My name is Ding Xiaodao. I will be very famous in the future. You should remember it carefully..." Before he could finish his words, he fell down and his head fell. He also leaned on the table, just like Sikong Zhaiyue.
It seems that every drunk person likes to lean on the table like this, but if someone says he is drunk, he will immediately raise his head and say that he is not drunk yet, and then he can drink a few large drinks.
"You, you, just wait and see, I, Ding Xiaodao, will definitely become famous..." He was lying on the table and his words were unclear. As everyone looked at each other, he actually started to snore.
"Bah, all drunkards in the world are the same!" Tang Qingqing spat.
