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The man was crouching in front of the shelf, with a flashlight placed next to it for illumination.

Holding a yellow talisman in his hand, he stuffed it into the secret compartment of the small ornament while muttering something.

The black shadow behind him saw this scene clearly.

He had no consciousness at all.

After finishing what he was doing, he straightened the small feng shui stone ornaments.

He clapped his hands lightly as if he was done, then picked up the flashlight and stood up.

"snort."

He snorted slightly, seeming a little proud.

Turn around.

Suddenly stunned.

Under the weak flashlight light, he saw a smiling face.

When did this person stand behind him?

He had no idea.

Although the man was smiling, there was an inexplicable chill emanating from his body, which was simply scarier than seeing a ghost at night.

After being stunned for a moment, he realized what he was doing. Suddenly, cold sweat flowed down his forehead.

Seeing something bad, he threw the flashlight at me in panic, trying to escape.

How could this little trick escape my grasp?

He caught the flashlight effortlessly and stretched out his legs.

Boom!

The man tripped over me and fell to the ground. Before he could get up, I stepped on his back again.

A firm kick made him feel tight in the chest, short of breath, and in great pain.

He grabbed his hands and kicked his feet wildly, struggling desperately.

But the harder I pushed, the harder I stepped.

He felt that his body was getting heavier and heavier, as if he was being pressed down by a towering mountain, and it was even difficult to breathe.

"I, I was wrong, spare my life, spare my life."

He finally recognized the reality and begged for mercy from his throat.

"Who sent you here?" The flashlight shone on the man's face, and I looked down at him calmly.

Not old, about thirty.

With his sly eyebrows and sly eyes, he looks like a sneaky bastard.

"Yes, he is a boss." He lay on the ground and answered with difficulty.

"What kind of boss, please tell me clearly!" The strength on my feet did not loosen at all.

Such a bastard is the most slippery person, how can you trust him so easily?

"I, I don't know, he, he gave me money to put things away, and I don't care about other things." The gangster said with a sad face.

"What does the boss look like?"

"Skinny, wearing a hat and a mask, seems to be sick, always coughing, and very weak. It's all his instigation, I, I just use money to do things, please, please forgive me, brother. I, I will take you Find him!"

There is no such person in my mind.

"My consciousness is quite high." I relaxed my feet a little, "When do you agree to meet up?"

"Ming, at 10 o'clock tomorrow morning, in a teahouse a few streets away." The gangster took a long breath and said honestly.

"Stay here tonight and go find him at the appointed time tomorrow."

I let go of my legs.

The bastard immediately got up and ran outside.

I shook my head and threw the flashlight towards him. It was right at the back of my knees, and he suddenly knelt on the ground.

Tears of pain almost came down my face. I hugged my knees and couldn't get up.

Snapped--

The lighter lit, slightly illuminating my calm face.

I lit a cigarette, took a puff, and slowly sat on the sofa.

Nothing was done, but the bastard was terrified.

"Brother, I was wrong, I won't run away again." He turned around, knelt on the ground, and begged me for mercy.

"Take back what you put there!" I blew out a smoke ring and said calmly.

"Okay!" The gangster couldn't stand up, so he had to crawl over from the ground, took away the Feng Shui stone ornaments placed at the bottom of the shelf, and stuffed them back into his pocket.

"There's a kennel over there, go and sleep there." I pointed to an abandoned cardboard box in the corner.

It was previously used to store auto repair parts. After the things were laid out, the box was temporarily left there, waiting for the rag collector to come over.

"Yes Yes."

The bastard had no backbone at all. He crawled into the cardboard box and cowered like a dog.

In fact, he didn't understand why he was so scared. The person in front of him obviously didn't do anything, but the feeling of fear came from his heart and he couldn't control it at all.

It seems that if you offend him, extremely terrible things will happen.

I finished smoking, sat cross-legged on the sofa, and closed my eyes.

The shop became quiet again.

The gangster huddled in the cardboard box and was about to make a move many times, but he looked at me and finally didn't have the courage to run away again.

It was hard to stay up until dawn.

"Brother, you are going to open for business. My presence here will affect the appearance of the store. How about that?"

The gangster squatted in the cardboard box and looked at me carefully and asked.

In fact, I didn't hurt his bones, it was just painful. After a night of recovery, the pain should be much better.

But he still didn't dare to stand up.

"I won't embarrass a dog, but the premise is that the dog must be obedient." I opened my eyes and looked at him lightly.

"I'm obedient and will definitely take you to see the boss." The gangster said immediately.

"Um."

I got off the sofa and stretched.

"You are just idle when you are idle, why not do something meaningful."

"Brother, no matter what the arrangements are, as long as I, Kunzai, can do it, even if I go up the knife mountain and down the frying pan, I won't even tremble!"

The bastard stood up, nodded and bowed.

Big words come out of his mouth as if he is used to it.

"Oh, really?" I raised my eyebrows, and my eyes fell on him, which was somewhat meaningful. "You are so active. If I don't help you, won't I betray your loyalty?"

The bastard immediately shivered.

"Big, big brother, this..." He forced a smile.

"Go to the washing workshop and undergo labor reform." I waved my hand.

"Yes, yes, I will do it well!" As if he had received an amnesty, the bastard limped to the bathroom and started cleaning first.

Not long after, Da Biao came downstairs.

When I saw the unfamiliar faces in the washroom, I was filled with doubts.

"Brother, who is that? Is it your new recruit?"

"It's just a temporary job." I smiled, "What kind of breakfast did my sister-in-law make? Can I have some? I'm tired of eating outside."

"It'll be ready in a moment. I'll bring it down to you then." Da Biao stared at the gangster for a few times and quickly understood.

"Brother, he is the one who did this little trick! Mad, if you don't deal with him today, I will..."

He rubbed his hands angrily.

The gangster who was mopping the floor suddenly felt a murderous aura. He shuddered and looked back in fear.

"It's just a dog, and there is another person to call him." I held down Dabiao, "You have to take care of the store today. When the time is up, this dog will lead me to find the person."

Da Biao gritted his teeth: "I'll go too. No matter who the other party is, if he dares to destroy our business, I will beat him with my own hands until he is full of teeth!"

"I will give you this opportunity, don't be impatient. The store has just opened, so what if there is no one in charge? You stay behind and I will go and find out the situation first."

Dabiao clenched his fists again and again before he could bear it.

"Brother, if you find that person, you must not let him go!"

"Do you even need to say this?"

After breakfast, the employees went to work one after another.

9:00.

I took the gangster out and headed towards the teahouse he mentioned.