The years when I was an old man

Qi Lan lowered her head and said.

Her long hair brushes against my ears from time to time.

This rustling, itchy feeling makes your heart crisp.

"Also, my best friend said it. As long as I can help her find out this matter, she is willing to pay 100 million!"

Strictly speaking, I owe Qi Lan a favor.

Especially in Shuanglong Mountain.

Facing Chen Mazi and his son, she stood by my side without hesitation.

Based on this alone, I should return her favor.

Including the old head Wu, who also said that he would let me go to Fengtian.

These are not counted, and there are millions of bounties in addition.

It seems that I should go to Fengtian.

Thinking of this, I nodded and asked:

"Okay, when are we leaving?"

"The sooner the better. But, Little Sixth Master, I can't accompany you this time. In the next two days, our family will go back to the countryside to worship our ancestors. If there is enough time, I will go to Fengtian to find you when I come back. I'm sorry, Little Sixth Master. Actually, I really want to go with you..."

Qi Lan expressed his apology gently.

I found that Qi Lan seems to be particularly good at catching men's hearts.

For example, it was obvious that she helped me find an opportunity to make money.

And now, she's apologizing to me.

Seeing that I didn't speak, Qi Lan whispered in my ear, and said softly:

"Also, my best friend is quite beautiful. Don't think about leaving as soon as you leave, and be seduced by someone..."

I am dumbfounded.

Am I that kind of person?

"It's a pity that I can't accompany you. But Little Sixth Master, if you need it, I can make it up to you..."

I looked up a little.

His head was involuntarily stuck to her body.

Looking at Qi Lan, I asked directly:

"How do you want to compensate?"

As soon as the words exited my mind.

Then I couldn't help but think of the night we spent together on the Chita River.

If not for the damn camera.

Maybe the two of us, now...

When I was thinking wildly, my cell phone rang suddenly, and it was from Old Wu.

As soon as he picked it up, he heard old Wu Touer say from the opposite side:

"Boy, I'm at the small hot pot restaurant here on Badao Street. I have no money to pay the bill now, come and save me quickly. Otherwise, the boss will ask me to wash the dishes for him..."

I couldn't laugh or cry, I dared to go to a restaurant without money.

It is estimated that this kind of thing can only be done by Old Wu.

After saying goodbye to Qi Lan, I went to the small hot pot on Badao Street.

When I entered the door, I saw people everywhere in the steaming hot pot restaurant.

After looking around, I found that old Mr. Wu was sitting in a corner, feasting.

Beside him, there were many empty plates.

It seemed that he was starving.

This meal, I really did not eat less.

I went to sit across from him and deliberately teased him by saying:

"How is it? Is it delicious?"

Old head Wu still lowered his head, eating the hot mutton with big mouthfuls, without looking at me at all.

I took out a wad of money from my pocket and put it in Old Wu's hand.

"In the future, if you use money, just tell me directly. There is no need to come out to eat the overlord's meal..."

For old Mr. Wu, I feel more and more indescribable intimacy.

Unexpectedly.

My kindness actually got Old Wu to roll his eyes.

"You know what a fart, the best food in the world is Overlord Meal..."

As he spoke, Old Wu head picked up the jug and poured me a glass of wine.

"Come on, have a drink with me!"

We clinked glasses, and I took a long sip.

In this slightly bitter taste, there is also a faint medicinal fragrance.

After entering the throat, a line of fire went straight to the stomach.

Bamboo leaf green!

This is Liu Ye's favorite Zhuyeqing!

I miss Liu Ye, very much!

"I'm going to Fengtian tomorrow..."

Old Mr. Wu took a sip of his wine, pondered for a while, and then said:

"That's right, we need to broaden our horizons and improve the situation. Go out more and see a bigger river and lake. This is Habei, a place as big as a palm. The so-called master of a thousand sects is just..."

As he spoke, Old Wu took up a head of sugared garlic, pointed at it and said:

"It's just a few heads of rotten garlic!"

I couldn't help but smile.

What old head Wu said was a bit exaggerated, but it was not unreasonable.

"Two things! First, I told you before. Let you help me bet with a man. This man is in Habei. I can tell you, brat. You have to win him for me. Just win If you beat him, you will definitely have unexpected gains. Of course, only if you win him. You are qualified to say that you are a master of thousands of doors..." 7K 妏敩

I nodded ignorantly, and wanted to ask who this person was.

But old Mr. Wu didn't give me a chance at all, and continued to say:

"Secondly, you won that Liuzhi. It is said that his brother from the same sect, who is called Qiankun Fengchaser's trash, wants to talk to you. You should pay more attention to yourself..."

Qiankun Chaser?

Listening to this nickname, it seems to be quite cool.

Could it be that what Mr. Zou told me is also related to this person?

"Who is he?"

I couldn't help asking.

"The Kanto Gambling King, who is as famous as the Qilu Gambling King, raises an old man. It is said that he is quite powerful. I have never seen it, but I have heard of it..."

Kanto gambling king?

I was taken aback again.

"The King of Gambling in the Kanto is in Fengtian, and they have a lot of influence. You can go to their place to experience it this time. But remember, you must keep a low profile. Fengtian is no better than Habei. After all, it is not our place..."

In Old Wu's casual tone, there was concern everywhere.

But I was a little strange.

Ordinarily, Liu Ye must know a lot about this famous master of Lan Daoqianmen.

But for so many years, he never told me a single one.

Including the Zou family in Habei, I heard about it myself after my debut.

I was thinking.

Old Mr. Wu had already stood up.

Holding a tissue, he wiped his mouth indiscriminately, and was about to leave.

"Don't go, I haven't eaten yet?"

Looking at the back of Mr. Wu, I hurriedly said something.

After being here for a while, I only drank a sip of wine, and I haven't eaten a sip of food yet.

Old Wu boss said without looking back:

"You hungry!"

I am completely speechless.

Ok!

I'm not hungry!

…………

Fengtian, a famous historical city.

Known as "the birthplace of one dynasty, the capital of two generations of emperors".

It is about 500 kilometers away from Harbin.

Because the expressway had already been repaired, Qi Lan sent a car to take me directly to Fengtian.

Qi Lan's best friend specially went to pick me up at the intersection of the expressway.

Her name is very simple, Anyang.

26 looks seven years old.

He is not tall, about 1.6 meters.

But the skin is fair and tender, and looks very beautiful.

She didn't look like a girl from the north.

On the contrary, it has a bit of the graceful beauty of Jiangnan girls.

She belongs to the kind of slim, exquisite, petite and lovely woman.