【Bottle evil】exist

When I returned to the shop, I was still thinking, my brother won't be angry, right?

Probably not, at most he didn't react much.And if I don't say this, I'm really fucking upset.

Damn you, I used to be so worried about my sudden disappearance, but now I have finally learned how to say goodbye and you are so insincere, I really don’t care about it.

Wang Meng was still cutting fruit with his mobile phone when I came in. From minesweeping to fruit cutting, this kid really has only so much promise.

Seeing me coming back, the boy showed a surprised expression and shouted, "Boss, you came back so soon!"

I was in a good mood and said, "What? Isn't it normal?"

"In the past, as long as someone came to the shop, you would not return for a few months after you went out." Wang Meng said conclusively.

"You boy, you can see clearly." I smiled and said no more.

For the next few days, I didn't even think about Poker Bottle.

It's not that I want to forget such a person, it's just that I believe that no one can stop what Pokerfing wants to do, and if I think about it, it's mediocre, just asking for trouble.

Poker Ping's farewell did not disturb my life, just like him personally, he has no sense of presence in the crowd.

Soon, I learned from Xiaohua that he was going to Changbai Mountain, which was not unfamiliar to me, even familiar.

Originated from my deep sense of fear there, the mysterious human-faced bird and mouth monkey, the cockscomb-headed snake that can speak human words, and the weird bronze gate all became my memories of the time when I returned from Yunding Tiangong. Nightmare, don't want to think about it, just treat it as a nightmare.

As for Poker's plan, there has never been a possibility for anyone to get involved. Forget it, we can't be regarded as moral friends. At most, we have a little fight, and we don't owe each other anything for friendship. Now, Everyone lives in peace, that's all.

He hasn't contacted me since then. If I hadn't been sure of my memory, I really doubted whether he existed.

In the past experience, it is unwise to try to stop him. Reason reminds me that it is better not to do such thankless things, and even the fat man and I can't beat him alone.

Am I going to hug his thigh and cry, "Don't leave me behind?" The picture of him turning around and kicking me to the wall with a flying side kick appeared in my mind. A casual scene.

One afternoon, I was browsing the web with nothing to do. I just saw an unread email in my mailbox. I was about to click to open it when the phone rang. It was Xiaohua's phone.

On the phone, Xiaohua briefly told me about the situation abroad, and I got a rough idea of ​​all this through the spies under my third uncle.

Although the Old Nine Sects are in decline, all forces have suffered huge casualties during this visit to the Zhang family's ancient building.Jude didn't know where the old fox died.

But as the saying goes, centipedes are dead but not stiff.The forces of all parties sneaked from the dark layer of society to the more secretive dark place, and were divided into various undercurrents, surging in the seemingly peaceful social life.Those gangsters really don't give up until they reach the Yellow River.

This has nothing to do with me, so I have no choice but to pay attention, after all, I have fallen into this mystery, and I can't be a good person and stay out of it.

Xiaohua went on to say: "The Old Nine Gates will not be willing to decline to this point. At least those seniors are trying to turn the tide. We don't need to pay attention to these. It's just that the last council must be careful."

I said, "What parliament?"

Xiao Hua explained the distances set by Lao Jiumen before, "Once every three years, and once every five years." He said that my third uncle's whereabouts are unknown at present, and the representative of the Wu family is naturally my second uncle.

He also said, it's just that the name of the young third master is very famous recently, it's impossible for Lao Jiumen not to notice, and he will definitely invite me as the heir of the Wu family.

I cursed secretly: Damn, a bunch of bastards, which one sees that the young master is very good, I am the only good-for-nothing in the trio of robbers, okay?

Seeing that I didn't speak, Xiaohua teased me: "Innocent little third master, it's not because he can't say anything because of excitement, right?"

As soon as I heard him mention my nickname, I said angrily: "Grandma, don't say such nonsense. Master Hua, we are grasshoppers tied to a rope now, you fucking find a way to solve it !"

"Little Third Master, this is beyond my ability, you have to figure out what to do, be careful." Xiao Hua said. "Also, Xiuxiu will be counting on you."

Seeing that he was serious, I responded, "Xiuxiu, then I will definitely help, Master Huaer, thank you for reminding me."

"Wu Xie?" A sentence popped up from the other end of the phone.

"Ah?" I don't know how to answer.

"I can't help you much this time, sorry." Xiao Hua's rare apology made me feel at a loss.

"It's okay, why are we being polite?"

"Actually, it's nice to have you as a friend. I really envy Fatty and Zhang Qiling."

Before I could react to his sudden words, he hung up the phone.

Sure enough, the sender of the email in the mailbox wrote: Nine.Recipient: Wu Xie.

I roughly looked at the content: it was similar to what Xiaohua said, what kind of council between various families, I was invited to attend on behalf of the Wu family rookie.

Shit, shit, when will I become a rookie.

For the sake of the Wu family's reputation, I still have to go all out. I can't help thinking that before, no matter if I made a big fuss at the New Moon Hotel like last time, or pretended to be the third uncle to save Fatty and the others, I was not alone. There were people around me who helped me , especially when Boyouping is around, it always gives me a strong sense of security.

But this time, I'm really the only one left to fight alone. Fatty, you have to protect your family's innocence.

The email also detailed the location of the dating meeting, but it was not the Crescent Hotel, which was beyond my expectation.The time is three days later, it seems that I still have time to adjust my mind.