Siheyuan: After being robbed of her marriage, she married Zheng Juan backhandedly

Those who had been soldiers in the past really liked to stay in this teahouse.

Because a storyteller here was their boss back then, although the storyteller has retired now.

But the storyteller on the stage heard that he was his junior.

Usually, this teahouse can be said to be empty.

But when it comes to weekends or holidays, these little soldiers will gather together and listen to the storytelling by the juniors of the boss on the stage,

While recalling the eventful years of those years.

This is the only fun for these people.

And they are here, apart from talking about the years of Xiaobing.

The most talked about is the incident of beast cannibalism that made people shudder in the bottom of their hearts.

Cheng Zhiguo stayed on the table not far from the teenagers, with his back to them.

While listening to how these people talked about the events of the past, they paid attention to the actions of this little guy.

When Huang Zeliang heard what they said, the corners of his mouth raised.

But his attention was on the storyteller on stage.

Because he heard the news that Qianmen's old man is a storyteller.

Although Ding Haohao later confirmed that the information he received was not accurate, there was indeed a storyteller.

But it wasn't the one Huang Zeliang knew.

This made Huang Zeliang even more interested, because he and his friends saw the old man storytelling on stage.

But when Ding Haohao used the intelligence network to investigate, he had already changed people.

This is obviously taken precautions.

It was because of this that he had the courage to break in here alone with a few friends to find out more about Qianmen.

I saw that the storyteller on the stage didn't care about the noise of the people in the teahouse,
He was still talking about "The Complete Biography of Yue Yue" on stage.

That voice even faintly overshadowed the other noises in the teahouse.

Cheng Zhiguo asked Dr. Cha for a pot of Tieguanyin, and also noticed the movement of the storyteller on the stage.

"This Qi is someone who has practiced it."

He immediately judged that the storyteller had practiced airs, and it seemed that he had practiced for a long time.

Huang Zeliang didn't notice the storyteller's voice, but he noticed a detail.

Every time the storyteller patted the gavel, the strength was not great, but it made the whole teahouse silent for a while.

"This guy has definitely practiced kung fu."

Huang Zeliang did not talk to his friends, but used tea to draw a few patterns on the table that only a few of them could understand.

Only then did Dr. Tea notice that a few teenagers were painting on the table with tea.

When they came over, they took away their teapot.

With contemptuous eyes, he said:

"Children still imitate others to drink tea? You..."

Before he finished speaking, Huang Zeliang picked up a dollar, instantly changing the face of the tea doctor.

"Excuse me, guest officer, what kind of tea do you want to drink? Our teahouse has excellent tea, such as Pu'er and Tieguanyin..."

At this moment, Fatty yelled:

"Chrysanthemum, I've been on fire recently."

Xiaopang's words were a bit loud, and the social guys at the next table laughed loudly after hearing it.

"You guys haven't grown all your hair yet, where did you get angry?"

Dr. Cha left immediately after taking the money, ignoring the disputes between them.

Xiaopang is completely unafraid of these gangsters who are ten years older than him.

"What? You are allowed to get angry, and I am not allowed to get angry."

The gangsters had never heard such an arrogant child's words, and they immediately stood up and wanted to surround them here.

At this time, Huang Zeliang was holding a teacup in his hand, turned his head to look at these bastards and said:

"The tragedy you mentioned, how come I heard that there is another version."

"what?"

The gangsters couldn't help being surprised, logically speaking, these little guys in front of them are only in their teens.

When that happened, they were probably still playing with the sand on the ground with the debris.

"who are you?"

At this time, some gangsters became vigilant.

Where are they here?These little guys are obviously someone behind.

If it weren't for this, even if they had the guts, a child of this age wouldn't dare to come to such a place where dragons and snakes are mixed together.

The teenagers didn't get scared just because they were going to surround them, instead they looked like they wanted to see a joke.

Seeing these situations in the eyes of these gangsters, they felt that these young people had a lot of background.

Huang Zeliang looked around, and most of the gangsters in the teahouse had noticed this side.

Even the storyteller on the stage stopped his storytelling and looked in their direction.

"What about the situation back then..."

Huang Zeliang began to talk endlessly about the cause and result of that incident.

Of course, this is from Sun Yunsheng's perspective.

Although Cheng Zhiguo didn't tell Huang Zeliang what happened back then, he mentioned Sun Yunsheng.

And Huang Zeliang and a few friends managed to get into the office of the Public Security Bureau, and saw Sun Yunsheng's dossier recording this incident.

Don't say they don't have the ability.

Huang Zeliang lived in Cheng Zhiguo's home, and he would more or less see Cheng Zhiguo practicing boxing.

This little guy not only practiced by himself, but also taught his little friends.

And when they were about the same in training, the little soldiers happened to attack the Public Security Bureau.

Ever since, they followed this gang of destructive soldiers into the Public Security Bureau without any effort.

And that dossier was their target.

The smart ones each read a section, and finally memorized the entire dossier.

Then put things back in place.

Followed by those soldiers who were smashing and looting, they left the scene safely.

And these investigation results, after brainstorming by several of their friends, formed another version of the story that shocked the audience today.

The gangsters became more frightened the more they heard.

Because the boy spoke as if he was there in person.

Even the storytellers on the stage came down at this time, and they wanted to get closer to hear them more clearly.

At this time, Cheng Zhiguo hid in the corner and couldn't help but shook his head and smiled wryly.

"This guy, it turned out that he was so dishonest a few years ago."

But he didn't pay attention to these gangsters, he could see that these gangsters were frightened by his reputation.

After learning that the few of them were safe here, he left the teahouse without everyone noticing.

And the few little guys in the teahouse are surrounded by gangsters.

The storyteller clapped the folding fan in his hand.

"Excuse me, where are you sacred?"

Huang Zeliang just smiled and said nothing.

Xiaopang stood up and pointed at Huang Zeliang with his fist and said:
"The big man you mentioned is my brother Zeliang's master. If you don't believe me, you can come up and try our quality."