The first rich son-in-law

Jiang Beichen looked at the bronze statue of Suzaku above the city gate in shock, and an unprecedented sense of trembling flooded his body.

"Army Gate!"

And at this moment, Zhao Qun who was beside him suddenly called him.

Only then did Jiang Beichen come to his senses, but when he looked up again, the bronze statue of Suzaku above him became calm again, as if he had never moved.

He even thought he was hallucinating just now.

"Junmen, what's the matter with you?" Zhao Qun asked with a puzzled look on his face. Just now, his family's Junmen didn't move for a full 3 minutes, and he didn't know what happened.

"No, it's okay!" Jiang Beichen's face turned pale, and he felt a force in his body ready to move. Jin Chan and Mogong felt a little abnormal, and he almost couldn't suppress it.

"Junmen, there are sugar sellers over there, I want to go and have a look!" Zhao Qun said with a blushing face.

Jiang Beichen shook his head helplessly: "Go, walk by yourself!"

After the two parted, Jiang Beichen hesitated for a moment, then stepped across the Zhuque Gate, behind which was a large square.

The field of vision in the square is very empty. At the moment, many old men and women are doing Taijiquan in the center of the square, and there are some who are swinging nine-section whips and shaking diabolos.

It turned out to be a cultural and sports park.

If people were cleared out, it would indeed be a good place for a contest.

Jiang Beichen walked around the square.

In front of them was a group of old men who set up a fortune-telling table and were eating melon seeds together.

"Little brother, can you do a fortune teller?"

"Little brother, seeing that your seal is black, is there any bad luck recently?"

"Little brother, come here, are you not interested? Come to me, I will tell you a fortune, and I will let you get out of the order immediately. If it doesn't work, you don't need money!"

A group of old men hurried over, trying to tell Jiang Beichen a fortune teller.

Jiang Beichen shook his head and laughed. He didn't expect that there would be so many swindlers at the base of the imperial city.

But there was an old man who was always sitting on a rattan chair, covering his face with a newspaper, motionless, as if he was asleep.

When Jiang Beichen passed by, he stopped suddenly, and glanced at the sign next to him, "The golden mouth is broken, and a hexagram is ten thousand gold."

Ah!
If it weren't for the fate of God, who would dare to speak so loudly, even if the patriarch Zhou Wenwang came, I'm afraid he would not dare to say that he was straight.

"Old man, wake up!"

And at this moment, a yellow-haired man led a group of people over from a distance, came to the old man, and kicked his calf.

The old man seemed to have been disturbed by his dream, and when he trembled, the newspaper slid down, revealing an old face.

Jiang Beichen frowned. Judging by his age, he was probably in his 80s, and he didn't even have a single black hair. If he wasn't forced by life, how could he come out to set up a fortune-telling stall.

It's really not easy for people in the world!

And at this moment, Huang Mao, the leader, suddenly said, "Old man, are you new here? You know the rules here, right?"

"rule?"

"What's the rule? I'm just a fortune-teller who set up a stall. I don't know what the rules are. Why don't I ask my little brother, what are the rules?"

"Go, don't get close to me, what are you playing sloppy eyes! This cultural square, my Huangmao's site, you have to charge a management fee to set up a stall here, you know?" Huangmao asked coldly.

The others all had expressions of sympathy, and the old man was afraid that he was going to be unlucky.

Is setting up a stall here casual?
The so-called management fee is actually a protection fee. This Huangmao is a well-known street sneaker of this generation, and there is someone on the urban management side. This person came here to set up a stall and didn't even visit the pier. I'm afraid he will be slaughtered today!

"Oh, there is still a management fee?" The old man patted his head, shook his head and said, "I'm sorry, little brother, just tell me how much it is, and I'll just give it to you!"

"Not much, just three thousand!" Huang Mao said with a sneer.

"Three, three thousand?" The old man immediately stopped taking out the money, and said with a bitter face: "Little brother, can you be accommodating? I just came here this afternoon and it hasn't opened yet. How can I get so much money?" ?”

"Then I don't care. If you set up a stage here, you have to pay for it. Besides, you are so old, you don't have children, right? Let your family come over!" Huang Mao said quickly.

The old man even pulled his face down, cried and laughed: "Little brother, you really told me, I have counted my life as an old man, and I committed five evils and three shortcomings, and I was punished by God. Now there is indeed a No children!"

"No children?" Huang Mao was stunned for a moment, and then said coldly: "Don't talk nonsense, if you don't have children, you will always have relatives, right? You'd better pay the money honestly today, otherwise, if you If you stumbled, you can't blame me!" Huang Mao said sadly.

There are too many people who cry poor with him, but he doesn't take that kind of thing, his hands are dark.

The others knew what the yellow hair was doing, shook their heads, and tried to persuade the old man.

"Old brother, why don't you give me the money!"

"That's right! Lose your fortune and keep your safety safe. You and I are both fortune tellers, so you should know that disaster is coming!"

"Hurry up and call your family, you can't hide!"

Several other fortune-telling elders also followed suit.

With a bitter and helpless expression on his face, the old man said to Huang Mao: "Little brother, I really don't have any relatives or friends. How about this? I'll make a fortune for you, so I can just pay the money?"

"Fuck you, tell me my fortune, don't you think I don't know? You guys set up fortune-telling stalls. They are all deceiving people! If you really have that ability, you would have been in the temple a long time ago, and you still use it here Setting up a street stall?" Huang Mao is not so easy to fool, he doesn't follow the old man's tricks at all.

The old man immediately put on a serious face, and said in a serious manner: "Little brother, this statement is wrong! Although I set up a fortune-telling stall, I am different from those charlatans. Look, I am a straight-talking man. Wan Jin!"

"Haha?" Huang Mao laughed angrily.

"Old man, you really don't want a Bilian! Are you going to break your mouth?"

"Do you think I really believe in your set of ghost symbols?"

"I'll give you one last chance, take the money quickly, if you don't take the money, I'll smash your mess right away!"

Huang Maodang went up and kicked the old man's stall!

The old man was so frightened that he hid quickly, "Little brother, I really didn't lie to you! Otherwise, I will tell you a fortune right now, you will definitely be in prison today, you should run quickly, or you will go in Imprisoned! This sentence is 15 years!"

"Fuck you, you still dare to curse me?" Huang Mao said angrily with an expression of disbelief, "Who the hell are you scaring? I am a law-abiding citizen and have never broken any laws. Where is the disaster of prison!"

The old man shook his head, "Skynet is full of details. You forced a girl in a dance hall three years ago, didn't you?"

"Robbery of property, coercion of women, combined punishment for both crimes, a total of 15 years, you have to think about it! It's too late to leave now!" The old man persuaded with a sneer.

"I'll go to your mother..." Huang Mao was about to come over and beat the old man, but at this moment his face suddenly changed.

That's right!

There was indeed such an incident three years ago, and it was also because of this incident that he escaped from his hometown and came to Yandu to join his old cousin.

However, it is said that this matter ended later, and I haven't heard of any follow-up. It is estimated that the girl gave up long ago, so how could he be imprisoned.

"Old man, how dare you talk nonsense, believe it or not, I will beat you to death today!" Huang Mao picked up a wooden square and was about to hit the old man.

And at this moment, Mighty Mighty!

The siren sounded suddenly.

A police car drove directly to the square, and two policemen and a woman in her 20s got out of the car.

At this moment, the woman pointed at the yellow hair in tears and said: "Comrade policeman, this is the man! 15 years ago, this yellow hair forced me in the karaoke bar, and even robbed me of my gold necklace. Hurry up and arrest him." !"

A policeman with a square face frowned and asked, "Three years, so long, are you sure it's this person?"

The girl nodded heavily: "I remember, even if this person turns into ashes, I will never forget it! If I hadn't come to Yandu to play today, I'm afraid I would never have the chance to avenge my revenge in this life!" The girl stared fiercely, Said through gritted teeth.

Everyone looked shocked and looked at Huangmao and the old man in unison.

I go!

This is so amazing!It's a perfect fit!
This yellow hair is really a fugitive who has been punished for two crimes!