The master comes down the mountain: I don’t want to be a son-in-law

After dinner time, Li Muchen saw that the store was not too busy, so he asked the proprietress for leave and went out for a walk.

The landlady readily agreed and gave him two hundred yuan so that he could have fun.

Li Muchen refused. He had only worked for a day and asked for leave. How dare he take money from the landlady.

But the boss lady insisted on giving it and said it would be treated as an advance bonus.

He also specifically told me not to go to alleys with pink lights.

The boss watched from behind the bar, grinning.

Li Muchen told Ding Xiang to be careful when she went home at night, and then hurried to the Blue Bridge Bar.

The bar was still busy, as if nothing happened last night.

Ma Shanshou took Li Muchen to the box on the second floor.

"Mr. Li, welcome."

Zhou Na greeted her in the box charmingly, her attitude was very different from last night.

Li Muchen is a disciple of Tiandu and a disciple of Xian Zun. Of course he can afford to be called sir, so he replied naturally:

"Mr. Zhou is polite."

Zhou Na said: "I am just a bar owner, not a boss. My friends give me face and call me Sister Na. If you don't mind, you can also call me that, or just call me by my name."

Li Muchen said: "Okay, I will call you whatever Brother Mashan calls you."

Zhou Na smiled slightly, cut to the chase, and said, "I heard that you want to bet on stones?"

Li Muchen nodded.

Zhou Na reminded: "The water in this business is very deep. Just like any gambling, you will lose nine out of ten times. Most stones, as long as they are wrapped in leather, no matter how much you bought them, they will still turn out to be stones when cut into pieces."

She glanced at Li Muchen and said, "Well, it's not like he didn't get rich. I heard that there was a man in southern Yunnan who had his eyes open and could see through the leather and into stones. He could see accurately at a glance. A few years ago, he was walking on the Myanmar-Vietnam border. Later, good materials worth billions were released.”

"Sister Na, this is too mysterious. Is there anyone who can really see through it?" Ma Shan thought it was impossible.

Li Muchen believed it was true.

It is easy for a person who has opened his eyes to see through a stone.

The reason why he dared to gamble on stones was because he could also open his eyes.

Of course, opening one's clairvoyance does not mean that one can see through things as Mashan thinks.

Because the Heavenly Eye does not use eyes, but spiritual consciousness, it is a perception ability unique to practitioners, or it can be called the "seventh sense."

"Don't believe it yet." Zhou Na said, "This matter is widely rumored in the circle. It can't be false. I have several friends who said they had met that person back then. But guess what, that person later how's it going?"

"It's developed." Mashan said.

Zhou Na shook her head: "You are wrong. That person died later. He was hacked to death, his hands and feet were cut off, his eyes were gouged out, and his body was dumped in a ravine on the border."

Mashan took a breath of air: "So cruel!"

Li Muchen couldn't help but frown.

How could a person with open eyes be hacked to death so easily?

There are only two possibilities, either his heavenly eye is fake, or at most he has opened the yin and yang eye.

Or, the person who killed him was the best among masters.

"So, nine times out of ten you lose, and one of you dies. If you want to participate in stone betting, you have to think carefully." Zhou Na said.

Li Muchen said: "Thank you, Sister Na, for reminding us. We are just having fun."

Zhou Na nodded: "Okay, then you guys wait for me here, I have something to take care of, and I will take you somewhere later."

Went out after saying that.

Li Muchen frowned slightly, wondering why the stone gambling venue was open at night?

While waiting for Zhou Na, Ma Shan told him about the dog fighting ring in the south of the city.

"I've found out that the place you mentioned does have a dog farm. The owner's name is Cai Weimin, nicknamed Rutabaga. The people below call him Caitou. I heard that this man has a good background. His dog fighting place is very fierce. The chips are big enough, and those who go are all regular customers, and strangers need someone to guide them, and they must have [-] in cash to enter."

After Ma Shan finished speaking, he asked, "Mu Chen, how do you know that place?"

Li Muchen didn't hide anything, and told Lin Manqing about the gangster he met when he was sent back that day.

When Ma Shan heard this, he was furious: "Damn it, if these two boys fall into my hands, I will kill them."

He added, "Yesterday, Miss Lin pleaded for us in front of Uncle Ming. I heard it all. For this reason, we can't ignore her affairs. Brother, tell me, what should we do? How about I call someone to take care of her?" His doghouse!"

Li Muchen said: "Don't be impulsive. Anyone who dares to attack Miss Lin is definitely not an ordinary person. Let's go to his dog farm first, touch his bottom, and make some money on the way."

Mashan nodded and said, "Okay, I'll listen to you."

"Do you have anyone who can take us in?" Li Muchen asked.

"Yes, do you remember Huang San?"

"Huang San?"

"The one who used to fight with us when we were kids."

Li Muchen remembered that there was such a person who also made a living by picking up garbage. In order to grab the territory, he often fought with Mashan.

What impressed him deeply was that Huang San couldn't defeat Ma Shan, so he took advantage of Ma Shan's absence to bully Ding Xiang.

That time, in order to protect Ding Xiang, Li Muchen risked his life to fight with Huang San. In the end, he used a handful of quicklime to blind Huang San, and then he pulled Ding Xiang away and escaped.

"What is this kid doing now?"

"He opened a scrap recycling depot, but the business he did was not clean. He knew Caitou from the dog farm, and he often went there to play and would bring customers there."

"You beat him a lot when you were a kid. Will he believe you?"

Ma Shan chuckled: "He doesn't believe me, but he doesn't believe I'm a cop either."

Li Muchen also smiled and said, "Okay, that's him. Next, we have to find a way to get the [-] admission fee."

……

At around nine o'clock, Zhou Na called and asked them to take them to the parking lot.

When they arrived at the parking lot, Zhou Na waved to them in a red Porsche.

Ma Shan and Li Muchen got into the car.

"Don't you ask me where I'm going?" Zhou Na asked while driving.

Mashan said: "Aren't you going to a place where you can gamble on stones?"

Li Muchen said nothing.

Zhou Na glanced at Li Muchen from the rearview mirror and saw that he was leaning on his seat with his eyes closed to relax, and asked, "Mr. Li, don't you want to know?"

Li Muchen said: "You will naturally say what you need to say. You don't want us to know. There is no point in asking."

Zhou Na smiled and stopped being pretentious.

"You must be curious, why does the stone betting place open at night? In fact, this is not a simple stone betting place. If you really want to bet on stones, you have to go to southern Yunnan, or even cross the border. Here it is just a small fight, and for a few years You can’t get a piece of good stuff either. But the place I took you to today is different. It not only gambles on stones, but also sells other things. Some things cannot be seen in the light, so it can only be opened at night. "

"It can't be all the things that the upper class plays, then we can't afford it." Mashan remembered that he only had [-] yuan in cash in his pocket, which was all his belongings.

"That's not true. The people who come to the place are very mixed. There are all kinds of people from all walks of life, and there are even tomb robbers. In terms of money, you don't have to worry, there are also cheap ones. Gambling on stones, it is originally a gambling word. You really want to bet on something good. If you don’t have enough money, you can come to me.”

Zhou Na introduced enthusiastically.

Li Muchen said: "Isn't this the ghost market in the early years?"

Zhou Na smiled and said: "Pretty much. There used to be a ghost market, but now it's not allowed, so we changed the model."

Li Muchen suddenly asked: "Is this Uncle Ming's place?"