In the back row, a middle-aged man in a black tunic suit stared straight at the black iron marbles embedded deeply in the back of the chair. He swallowed hard, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead involuntarily.
The subordinate sitting next to him in the back row had a look of horror on his face, his lips were trembling, and he stuttered when he spoke, "Zhou...Master Zhou...this..."
Looking at the driver groaning in pain in the front seat, his subordinates turned pale with fear.
The iron marble just now had clearly grazed his temple and shot into the back of the chair!
If this had been even slightly worse, how could he still be alive?
The middle-aged man whom he called Master Zhou took out the iron marble from the back of the leather chair with trembling hands. He looked at it carefully and his face gradually turned green.
He opened the car door in a panic, shaking his hands, walked up to Zhang Zhuxun, raised the iron marble in his hand to his eyes, and asked in a suppressed voice, "Where did you get this thing?"
Zhang Zhuoxun raised his eyebrows, "Are you surprised? The owner of this thing is gone. If I picked it up, it will naturally become mine. If you take it out and use it occasionally, there seems to be nothing wrong with it."
Master Zhou's face trembled, and he struggled to swallow the curse words in his mouth, "This... Master Yu, how did you know that something happened to the owner of this iron bullet."
Zhang Zhuxun looked innocent and said seriously: "I was nearby at the time, otherwise you think, with Chen Pi's temperament, how could he not come out for so long to take care of the little bastard who stirs up trouble behind your back? .”
Master Zhou's face changed several times, and he smiled a little, "Master Yu was joking. By the way, you said that Third Master has had an operation and is recuperating. It's been such a long time. As brothers, we have to visit, right?" .”
"I want to see the Third Master..." Zhang Zhuxun said in a long voice, squinting at him contemptuously, "Are you ready with the account books? Don't make sure you don't keep up with the numbers then. With the Third Master's methods, I think you should You know better than me."
Zhang Zhuoxun's meaning is very clear, that is, although the third master is not here for the time being, he knows everything about their private Xiao Jiujiu. If he wants to cause trouble, he has to weigh whether his life is strong enough.
The Third Master can even plan and clean up the old Jianghu who are as awesome as Chen Pi and Ah Si. It is easy to deal with a few of their stinky fish and rotten shrimps.
If we were to get real, not one of these little five boys would be able to escape.
"I'll give you a piece of advice. Before the third master gets angry, wipe your butts quickly. You still need to know how much you weigh, but don't let others fool you. You don't know how high the sky is. How thick."
The smile on Zhang Zhuoxun's face completely disappeared. With a turn of his wrist, two iron marbles appeared in his palm. They swung around in his hand a few times like a plate of walnuts. He squinted at him and said, "I don't know what you guys are doing." My head, is it as hard as that car glass?"
Feeling the killing intent emerging from Zhang Shuxun, Mr. Zhou involuntarily took a step back, a trace of panic flashed in his eyes, he quickly lowered his eyelids and said with a smile: "What Mr. Yu said is that the brothers will go back to check the accounts right now. I will definitely give Third Master a satisfactory answer by then."
The so-called Master Zhou in front of him is actually a fringe figure in the group there, who was temporarily pulled out for testing.
It's a pity that Zhang Zhu couldn't find any food or salt. Master Zhou also knew that he was facing a tough situation this time, and a stiff smile appeared on his face. "Please tell the third master, please take care of yourself. When the third master recovers, my brothers will come together." I'll make an appointment to visit his old man at his home, and I'll take my leave now."
After saying that, without waiting for Zhang Shuxun's response, he hurriedly got into the big gold cup opened by his subordinates as if his butt was on fire, greeted others to get in the car, and disappeared in a flash.
He probably went back to report the situation to the group behind him.
Zhang Zhuxun threw away the iron marbles in his hand and clicked his tongue in disgust, "It's just a plate of loose sand."
He turned to Dakui and the others and said, "Okay, put the knives back and do what you have to do."
Dakui and the others cheered a few times, looking at Zhang Zhuxun with unmistakable admiration in their eyes.
In the evening, Pan Zi came over from his old house to take a look at the situation here. Seeing that the matter had been resolved, he invited Zhang Zhuxun and the younger brother to have a meal, and then left in a hurry. It seemed that his The situation is trickier.
Zhang Zhuxun didn't ask anything, and he and his brother stayed in a cubicle in the inner hall of the shop that night.
The next day, the two of them went to inspect the other halls of Sanye. They found the saboteurs and gave them a loving education. Then they found out who sent them and killed them directly. brand.
In extraordinary times, special means must be used.
Before the sun set, the news spread throughout Star City that Mr. Wu had two evil gods of Yama under his command.
A gorgeous ghost in white, another with a face covered in black, each carrying a dragon-backed knife, picked on the entrances of seven main halls in one day, and came out as he entered, unscathed, not a trace of dust on his body, specializing in cutting down the signboards at the door. .
No matter how skilled the man is, he can't do more than three moves in the hands of two people, and he will either break his arm or his leg.
For a time, all the underground leaders in Star City were in danger, especially those who had done things secretly. They closed their doors to thank guests and circled their subordinates, for fear that one of them would get in the eyes of those two evil spirits and make people remember them and kill them. .
Zhang Zhuoxun and his two brothers lived up to expectations. Anyone who had anything to do with this matter was "visited" by him and his little brother one by one.
At the same time, the news that Mr. Wu was just temporarily recuperating spread, and those people believed it.
After all, in this land of Star City, who else besides Mr. Wu could make such a big move and hire such two "Bodhisattvas".
At the same time, Zhang Zhuxun also took out the treasures in the box in his own space.
A three-foot-long "Fire Gathering Bird Blood Jade Ruyi" was taken out from the Qinling Sacred Tree Altar.
Blood jade is inherently precious, let alone this kind of thousand-year-old jade that is soaked in blood. If it is placed in the auction house, the starting price will not be less than 100 million.
Such a treasure can be regarded as the dragon's back among the dragon's backs.
Putting it at the entrance of Wu Sansheng is completely overqualified.
With the suppression of this thing, those Xiaoxiao disappeared completely.
However, this thing cannot be easily dealt with. It appeared once in front of everyone and shocked them, and then was put away by Zhang Shuxun.
A few days later, all Wu Sanye's halls reopened, and everything was calm.
This time the crisis disappeared quietly.
Everyone knows in their hearts that even if he doesn't show up, Mr. Wu's majesty is still there, and he doesn't allow others to make irresponsible remarks.
After staying in Star City for a few more days, I received a call from Wu Xiaoxie saying that they had found some clues there.
Zhang Zhu and the others said goodbye to Pan Zi and the others and returned to Hangzhou.
Before leaving, Zhang Zhuxun also left all the treasures in the space that he had taken off from the Queen Mother of the West to Pan Zi.
Wu Xiaoxie and Fatty had already gone to the capital first.
Zhang Zhuxun deposited all his savings into an account, and then took his brother by plane to the capital to join Wu Xiaoxie.
Fatty drove his car to pick them up, and then they stayed at a hotel two blocks away from the Crescent Hotel.
Wu Xiaoxie recounted the situation during this period and said: "The time agreed with Huo Xiangu is still three days away, so let's take advantage of this time to make preparations."
Fatty was a local gangster from Panjiayuan and Liulichang. He was very familiar with the capital and had analyzed some of the forces in the capital for Zhang Zhuxun and the others in advance.
Three days later, in the hotel room.
Zhang Zhuxun looked at the fat man's suit, which was obviously one size too small, and the buttons were a little tight, and he held his forehead helplessly.
Next to him, Wu Xiaoxie was wearing a suit that was obviously old-fashioned and did not match his bookish look. He said depressedly: "Damn fat man, what kind of store are you recommending? The suit they made doesn't fit me at all. It's too ugly." Already."
The fat man smacked his lips and twisted the tie around his neck, "Isn't this cheap? We don't have much start-up capital, so we can save it if we can."
Zhang Zhuxun waved his hands helplessly, "Take these damn things off you two, it's too ugly."
Wu Xiaoxie took a look in the mirror and saw that it was indeed not a good situation. "There is nothing we can do now. We can only make do with it. We have inquired about it. We want to go into the Crescent Hotel."
, only formal attire can be worn. "
The fat man straightened his shiny back in the mirror, turned around and saw that Zhang Zhuxun and his younger brother were still wearing casual clothes, and asked, "Where are your clothes? Why don't you change them? Crescent Hotel has strict rules, even if You are the king of heaven and I am as rich as any other country, but I can’t even go in with my underpants on.”
"I had expected you guys to be unreliable." Zhang Zhu was confident. He raised his wrist and looked at his watch, "Here we come."
As soon as he finished speaking, the landline phone on the bedside table rang.
Zhang Zhuoxun walked over and picked it up, "Okay, let them bring it up."
Wu Xiaoxie was confused, "What?"
"I went out to order clothes for us two days ago." Zhang Zhuoxun stood up and opened the door.
After the inspection, the order was signed and the dispatched personnel were sent away.
Zhang Zhuoxun called Wu Xiaoxie and the others to unpack the white wood cloud pattern box placed on the coffee table.
Just from the packaging, you can tell that it is well-made and absolutely extraordinary.
The fat man quickly opened the box marked with his own size, took out the handmade black suit that was flatly ironed, and said, "Big deal, Muyu, the fat man has heard of this brand. It is said that the clothes produced by his family can easily cost ten thousand dollars." Here’s a few dollars.”
Zhang Zhuxun also opened his own box and explained: "This is how we look good when we wear it. We are new here and can't compare with the old residents who have a strong foundation. At least we can't be looked down upon."
"Okay, stop talking nonsense and put it on quickly." Zhang Shuxun urged.
The four of them changed their clothes and adjusted their ties and accessories in front of the mirror.
Four black and silver ties, paired with silver gradient gemstone cuffs, create a noble and restrained look.
Zhang Zhuoxun folded the square scarf, put it in his pocket, patted his shoulder, and praised with a smile: "Our little brother is really stylish."
Except for the fat man, all three of Zhang Zhuxun have excellent figures, and their well-fitting suits bring out their respective temperaments.
The little brother's face was expressionless, cold and cold, and there was a vague alienation about him that was as vague as the foggy pine trees in the mountains.
Zhang Zhuo's face was so eye-catching just by looking at it. The smile in his peach blossom eyes subsided. Under the background of the formal attire, the noble and reserved look was a little more calm and solemn.
The fat man stood there, with a straight face and raised eyes. He looked like the kind of boss who would steal the other person's whole family if they disagreed.
Wu Xiaoxie's inner shirt is white, and the other three are all black.
Zhang Zhuxun pushed his gold-rimmed glasses onto his face and joked: "What a handsome, elegant, fresh and refined young man."
Wu Xiaoxie rolled his eyes angrily, and his gentle and restrained temperament was reduced by half, "Why are the three of you all black, and I'm the only one white?"
Zhang Zhuoxun patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile: "You are our protagonist today. The three of us are auxiliaries. The protagonist naturally has to be a little different."
Wu Xiaoxie twisted around in front of the mirror and said, "Don't tell me, once I put on these clothes, I feel more handsome."
The fat man pushed up the sunglasses on his face, grinned and said happily: "Not to mention, the four of us are so handsome in this outfit, Muyu, you are more reliable."
Zhang Zhuxun glanced around them to make sure there were no mistakes, looked at the time, and said, "Let's go."
Taking the elevator down to the lobby, as soon as they walked out, the eyes of almost everyone around them were attracted, and they became the focus of the crowd.
The fat man raised his chin slightly and walked in a high-spirited manner, as if he was a big shot going to inspect the public sentiment.
"Fat man, this way." After leaving the hotel gate, Fatty was about to go to the original parking place, and Zhang Zhuxun hurriedly called him.
"Our car is here." Zhang Zhuxun shook the key in his hand and pressed the lock. Not far away, a pure white Mercedes-Benz SUV called twice.
After getting in the car, the fat man sat in the driver's seat, drove the car out of the parking area, and sighed: "When did you buy the car?"
Zhang Zhuoxun shook his head, "I didn't buy it, I rented it. I don't live in the capital permanently, so why would I buy a car?"
The car quickly drove to the entrance of Crescent Hotel.
The fat man parked the car and the four of them got out.
Looking at the quaint and elegant Crescent Hotel in front of him, Wu Xiaoxie had never been to this place before and was inexplicably nervous.
The fat man patted him comfortingly, stretched out his hand and pointed at Zhang Zhu and the two of them, "What are you afraid of? With these two here, can Old Madam Huo still be able to eat you? Relax, I will bring you out intact." .”
Wu Xiaoxie couldn't help but laugh, "It's like we are bandits, we still have to abide by the rules."
Zhang Zhuoxun laughed in his heart when he heard this, saying that in the past hundred years, they were the only ones who had ignored the rules and dared to fight and grab things in the Crescent Hotel.
The fat man led them into the elevator to the third floor with ease.
The first thing you see is the antique lobby, with carved railings and jade inlays, and two waiters guarding the door to welcome guests.
The fat man went up to talk to him, pointed at Wu Xiaoxie and introduced: "The young master of the Wu family in Changsha."
The waiter looked Wu Xiaoxie up and down, with a formal and polite smile on his face, "The private seats are still in the lobby."
Wu Xiaoxie looked at his watch, estimated the time he had agreed with Huo Xiangu, and was about to speak.
The guy's face changed, and he walked around the four of them and said respectfully to a young man in a pink shirt who had just stepped out of the elevator: "Sir, my old seat?"
The visitor did not speak, but looked at Wu Xiaoxie with confusion and surprise, and then at Zhang Chuxun and his brother behind Wu Xiaoxie, with a hint of enlightenment in his expression.
