Ning Beile picked up the ocean and tapped it twice on the table: "Ye Sanqi gave me a piece of ocean, but he didn't tell me how to resolve the disaster."
"Tell me, is he waiting for me to take the initiative to beg him, or can this piece of ocean save my life?"
"Young one, I don't know!" The subordinate said: "Master Beile, if you ask me, why don't we go and explore Ye Sanqi's background..."
"Nonsense!" Ning Beile said angrily: "Can a master of martial arts who plays games with the world of mortals be allowed to test casually? If you make the other party angry, you don't even know how to die?"
While Ning Beile was talking, one of his men ran in: "Master Beile, the people who followed Ye Sanqi are back. Ye Sanqi entered the hotel on East Street, and there was another person staying with him. The popularity is extraordinary.”
"The kid who was following Ye Sanqi got lost. That kid..."
Ning Beile's voice deepened and he said: "Who lost him? Throw that person into the river."
The man's subordinates quickly said: "Master Beile, although the person below has lost the child, he recognized the boy. The boy was originally a little boy in the empty gate in the east of the city. Later, the guy he was there was When a person is destroyed, that person is also gone.”
Ning Beile suddenly became interested: "Did you read that correctly?"
"You must be right." The man said, "He has delivered things to our store before."
Ning Beile nodded and said: "Find me that kid before it gets dark. Just cut off one of the legs of the lost kid!"
Nimbeile had already started sending people to look for me. Naturally, I couldn't stay in the shop next door. After I slipped out of the shop, I went to a nearby antique shop.
Although Ye Sanqi didn't arrange anything for me, I knew that if I wanted to get on the line with Ningbeile, just one silver dollar was far from enough.
Saving the life of a gangster was just a favor.
"If you receive a drop of water from someone, you will definitely repay it with a spring of water" does not apply in the world of martial arts. No big boss will return a favor endlessly. Asking for too much can lead to death.
In my plan, I don't just want to use Nimbeile once. I have to find a way to trap Nimbeile.
When I was thinking about how to suppress Ning Beile, I caught sight of the Ninth Prince not far away from the corner of my eye.
The Ninth Prince didn't call me, which means he doesn't want to reveal his identity now. While I was walking slowly forward pretending to go shopping, I heard the voice of the Ninth Prince: "There is an antique shop called Lin Hetang in front of me. You can find a way to give the blood jade finger in his golden toad's belly." Take it away. The golden toad is under his water tank. Remember, wait until the man named Ning comes over before you take action."
The Ninth Prince thought the same as me, but he made arrangements first.
I walked to the antique shop as instructed by the Ninth Prince and walked around. The shopkeeper came up to me and said, "Master, is there anything you like?"
"I won't look at these things outside. If you have a good jade ring, bring it to me." As I spoke, I tapped an antique vase with my fingers: "Don't take things like this. ”
The shopkeeper laughed and said, "Today I met an expert on the trumpet. I'm going to take out the stuff from the bottom of the trumpet box and show it to you."
The shopkeeper soon brought out seven or eight good-quality thumb rings and placed them on the table.
When asked whether I know how to identify treasures, I can only say: yes, but no.
In the secret art of Buddhism, there is the ability to detect treasures. The true Buddhist disciples are not those at the bottom of the world who live by petty theft. Not to mention stealing things that are only worth three melons and two dates. But if you want to steal something valuable, you have to have that vision. The more precious something is, the better it is preserved by the owner. It is common to make a few fakes to prevent thieves. Buddhist masters have also developed the ability to recognize treasures at a glance. But if you ask me to tell you something, I can only say that I don’t know anything. Because those things are beyond the scope of consideration by Buddhist disciples.
I glanced at a few thumbs and said with a smile: "It seems that the boss doesn't have any good stuff here. I'll go to another store and come back!"
"Wait a minute!" The boss said with a smile: "There is nothing about the trumpet that can catch your eye. That's the fault of the trumpet. However, the trumpet cannot lose its reputation easily. In this way, the trumpet still has a few things, How about I take it out and show it to you?"
"The stuff is good, the price is not a problem!" I knew that the shopkeeper was angry. But the angrier he got, the more likely I was to get something good.
The shopkeeper clapped his hands with a gloomy face, and a waiter turned around and walked back. After a while, he took out three more wrenches. The shopkeeper said with a bit of pride on his face: "Sir, what do you think of the quality of these rings?"
"It's not bad!" I glanced at the ring and said, "Shopkeeper, do you think I'm young and don't want to do my business? Are you looking down on me because you hide good goods at home and don't take them out?"
The shopkeeper's face suddenly changed: "Sir, what you said is quite exaggerated. The small shop has been operating here for decades, and the reputation accumulated by three generations is well-known. I'm afraid your words will ruin the small shop. The credibility of the account!”
I smiled and said: "Shopkeeper, I'm here to buy something. If you don't have good things in this store, forget it. If you don't take out good things if you have good things, you're not looking down on me, so what are you?"
The shopkeeper's face completely darkened, and he turned to the waiter and said, "Go and call all the shopkeepers on the street."
People who really do business are just building a reputation. The shopkeeper is afraid that I will go out and talk nonsense and ruin his reputation, so he calls the shopkeepers around him just to be witnesses.
After a while, five or six shopkeepers came into the store, followed by a few gangsters.
In Abacus City, there are gangsters watching every store. The shopkeeper provides food and drink for them, and they also solve the shopkeeper's troubles.
As soon as the shopkeeper Lin Hetang told the story, a gangster said in a nonchalant manner: "Sir, if you want something, you have to show it clearly, so that others can safely get the goods, right?"
"That's right!" I nodded, took out five large yellow croakers and threw them on the table: "Shopkeeper, please. This is the deposit. If the price is negotiated, I will go back to get the money right away."
I used to be afraid of poverty, so I wanted to take it with me when I had money, so as not to run into any trouble and not be able to take it away in time.
The shopkeeper picked up the gold bar on the table and checked it several times before looking at the gangster who spoke.
The gangster was also stunned. Although the thumb rings on the table were of good quality, they were not worth the price of five large yellow croakers. I also said that I wanted to negotiate the price to buy something. If they really took action against me, they would be unreasonable.
The shopkeeper hesitated for a moment and then said: "Sir, I don't think you are here to cause trouble. The trumpet really has nothing worth your five gold bars."
