Cyber Daming

Chicken and Goose District, Ghost Street, Crow Clinic.

"Okay, I understand. I will deal with Duoduo here."

"You should also be prepared. Once I spread the news, I'm afraid someone will immediately cause trouble for you."

"By the way, please keep these things a secret. Otherwise, with that girl's temperament, she will definitely choose to fight to the death."

After receiving a positive reply from the other party, the worry on the old man's face eased slightly.

"Li Jun. Thank you very much this time."

In the room, the old man hung up the communication and stood there in a daze.

It wasn't until a long time later that he grabbed his sleeves and wiped his face hard, winked, and put together an excited expression. Then he pushed open the door and shouted excitedly: "Duoduo! Duoduo!"

At this moment, the girl was sitting on a freezer used to freeze organs. A thread-bound ancient book full of small figures was spread out on her knees, but her eyes were staring straight ahead, her eyes empty.

Crow Hua quickly came over and said excitedly: "Girl, don't worry, he's just a little royal guard. Grandpa, I've found someone to take care of him!"

"Um?"

The girl raised her face with a blank face, she had not yet recovered from her daze.

"I have contacted the people from the Mo Family Tianzhi Association. Those fanatics are not afraid of the Jin Yiwei at all. With them here, that bullshit Lu Dongbin will definitely not dare to touch us!"

"real?"

There was no trace of joy on Crow Duoduo's face, but she looked at the old man with suspicion, "Old man, how do you know Tianzhihui?"

"What's so strange about this? Grandpa, what did I rely on for my travels all these years? It's because I have many brothers and a wide network of contacts!"

"I usually don't like to show this to you. I just mentioned it briefly, and others immediately agreed to send us out of Chengdu Mansion!"

Crow Hua patted her chest, looking confident.

The girl said nothing, and stared directly at the old man with a pair of cold eyes.

Crow Hua felt hairy all over at the sight. He touched the beard on his chin, pinched his two fingers together and raised them in front of his face. He said angrily, "That is indeed a small price to pay."

"But don't worry," the old man added hurriedly: "It really only cost a little. The dowry I saved for you has not been touched at all."

Crow Duoduo pursed her lips, and her eyes suddenly turned slightly red when she looked at the old man.

She clenched her fists tightly and pressed against the tree, crying in a voice that could not be concealed and said:

"Old man, let me tell you first. If you dare to lie to me, I will never provide you with a pension until the end of your life, and I will never take your last name again."

The smile on the old man's face froze instantly, and the white beard on his lips trembled.

After a while, Crow Hua suddenly laughed out loud and reached out to touch the girl's head.

"It's not a big problem to die without a pension. But you must not change your surname, and the incense of our Crow family cannot be cut off. And if you get married in the future, you will have to have two children, one with the husband's surname, and the other with the husband's surname." we."

This time, the girl did not yell that she was an adult as usual and then angrily hide away.

She just tried her best to lower her head so that the old man's hand could touch it.

"Master, I don't want any dowry, and I won't think about reviving the sect anymore. Just give all the money to others."

The dry but gentle palm gently patted the girl's head.

"Okay, give it all to them. Let us live a good life."

Boom!

A cold, stinking corpse was thrown down the hall.

There was a fist-sized hole in the chest of the corpse, and the exposed flesh around it had already been swollen and whitened by the rain.

Wu Gong, who was dressed like a noble man from a rich family, sat high in the hall, with two gorgeous maids in red shirts standing on his left and right.

"Are the members of the Sichuan-Chongqing Gambling Club at this level? They can't even handle such a small thing. How can they be called the largest 'swordsman group' in Chongqing?"

The headmaster of the Wu Clan folded his hands in front of his belly. Hearing this, he leaned half of his body out of the darkness in the corner and said respectfully: "Master, do you still want to pay the remaining balance?"

"Give it, of course you have to give it. Integrity is what matters in business. How can the Wu family owe money to others?"

Wu Gong smiled coldly and tapped the corpse on the ground with his toe, "Send someone to send this 'three sticks' back to Gong Qinghong and tell him that this is the remaining balance."

"Understood."

The manager responded and continued to ask: "What about Li Jun? Do you want to continue to find someone to come over?"

Wu Gong narrowed his eyes slightly, and there was a flash of anger in his eyes.

"Even this 'three sticks' can't kill Li Jun, so the other swordsmen are just going to die, right?"

"If Xu Ba's can't do it, then let Xu Qi's do it!"

The manager said flatteringly: "Master, there are quite a few swordsmen in the Sichuan-Chongqing Gambling Club, and Gong Qinghong missed it first this time. We will definitely be able to lower the price a lot. Do you want them to come over and give it a try?"

"Really?" Wu Gong looked happy.

The steward was completely unaware of the joking in the eyes of the two red-shirted slaves, and still said diligently: "Don't worry, young master, you can leave this matter to me. I will definitely save that Li Jun!"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a sudden sound in front of him.

boom!

An inkstone hit his forehead accurately, causing blood to flow instantly.

"Do you have any fucking brains? If it's not enough, go ahead and insert a few more chips for me!"

The manager fell to his knees with a thud, his bloody forehead hitting the ground.

"You even asked Xu Qi's swordsman to come here. Do you think this is the territory of Confucianism and you can do whatever you want?"

Wu Gong was so angry that he pointed at the man kneeling on the ground and cursed, "No wonder I didn't crush that flea several times. How can I do it with a fool like you?!"

While he was furious, a beautiful hand stretched out, gently hooked the scholar's chin, and poured the clear wine over.

The wine in the red lips is called Pi'er Cup.

With the coolness in his stomach, Wu Gong's anger subsided a little, and he allowed the red-shirted slave to wipe the corners of his mouth. After thinking for a moment, he said: "Gu Xi's grandson is so cruel and cruel, and he still can't bear to show it. He must not want to show it on the table." They are afraid of retaliating against us because they are afraid of affecting their recommendation reputation.”

"Then what do you think, Master, will Gu Xi do some dirty tricks?"

A charming and melodious voice sounded, with a strong sense of charm in the short sentence.

"It's better to make me famous, you are smart as ice and snow."

Wu Gong raised his hand and patted the pretty face of the maid named "Sweeping Red", and said disdainfully: "With Gu Xi's usual methods, I'm afraid he's trying to trick you now. This courageous gangster will only know how to play games in his life. This kind of little trick doesn’t make sense.”

As soon as these words came out, the expression of the headmaster Wu Clan, whose face was stained with blood, suddenly changed, while the faces of the two maids standing to the left and right of Wu Gong showed a faint smile.

"As long as he dares to come, I will make sure he never comes back!"

Another red-shirted slave with heroic eyebrows echoed.

"As expected of my hoe, a woman will not be outdone by a man!"

Wu Gong laughed, grabbed the maid's slender waist with his backhand, and sneered: "I'll show him my face this time, let's see if he hits me in the face, or if I chop off his hand!