Warriors

At this time, the sun had already set, and it was around 07:30 in the evening.

And when Zhao Zhou drank a few sips of tea and took out a string of iron beads to play with as hand beads in the night, following the slight sound of 'treading' footsteps, the goatee who was sitting in the pawnshop in the front yard opened his hands. Through the back door, he came to the backyard with a letter in his hand.

"What's the matter?" Zhao Zhou stopped rubbing the beads and made a cup of herbal tea for the goatee.

"Thank you, Master Zhao."

The goatee returned a salute, and instead of drinking tea, he handed the letter to Zhao Zhou, "Master Zhao, the relatives and brothers of those masters who died in 'accidents' a month ago, have invited several people from this province to The boss of the big business firm, together with several respected and respected figures, said that we would invite you to get together tonight and have dinner in that Fuman building."

Zhao Zhou was not very curious when he heard about it, because Old Dog Wu had told him about it a few days ago, and the family members of those masters would definitely come to talk about it when they heard that their family members had died.

"Those people's relatives and brothers must think that I, Zhao Zhou, killed them and took the treasure.This is also human nature, after all, only Li Yin and Qin Ling came back this time, and they are still living in my pawn shop.When they hear the news, they will definitely want to talk to me sometime. '

'This is why I can spend more than 20 yuan. They don't know my details, so they come to test me on the grounds of eating and listening to music.Otherwise, with their temperaments and the industries they are engaged in, it is estimated that their brothers and sisters are not gentlemen, and they would have killed me in this pawnshop long ago. '

Zhao Zhou thought about it, took the envelope and opened it, looking at the writing on it against the oil lamp held by the goatee.

It's just that the writing in it is quite friendly, there's nothing ugly or bitter about it, but it's like a friend invites you to a restaurant to listen to storytelling.

(I heard that Master Zhao likes opera, so we invited the best opera troupe in Shenzhen City, and set up a few tables in Fumanlou. And today, we specially called Mr. Ma from the Gong family to be a witness, just to make it clear I want to invite Master Zhao to listen to the song and have a banquet together, but I don’t know if Master Zhao will show me his face?)

The letter Zhao Zhou held was short of a hundred crosses, with a polite look between the lines.

Moreover, the middleman was also invited. Although Zhao Zhou didn't know who Ma San of the Gong family was, he only knew that the owner of the pawnshop he killed was called Ma San. If there is an intermediary, it is done in a peaceful manner, at most it is reasoning.

However, this middleman is invited by the family members and brothers of those "masters who died accidentally".In addition to Fumanlou, it is the restaurant where Zhao Zhou entertained all the masters.

Zhao Zhou thought about it, and knew that this meal was more of a Hongmen banquet.In this opera, [-]% of the singing is Guan Gong's single-handedly going to the meeting, and it depends on Zhao Zhou's lack of courage.

But even if it was a Hongmen Banquet, Zhao Zhou had to go.

If you don't go, then you don't dare, then you have a guilty conscience, then they dare to climb up the pole.

"Master Zhao. These people are quite 'ruthless'." The goatee also saw the content of the letter, and his face twitched, thinking about what those people meant.

But when Zhao Zhou heard the goatee's words, he folded the envelope and stuffed it in his pocket, "There is nothing cruel about this matter, after all, death is the most important thing. But they forgot that those masters took my Zhao Zhou first." Qian, you have to talk to them about the morality of the rivers and lakes, so as not to be misunderstood. Besides, they have put on such a big show, how can I not praise it?"

"You..." Goatee was stunned for a moment, but he also turned to leave, planning to inform Li Yin to accompany Zhao Zhou to show his loyalty.

Zhao Zhou saw it, but straightened the teacup again, and went out of the yard first, "You and Li Yin stay to watch the store, just don't let the things in the store be taken away by others."

The words fall.

Zhao Zhou went out of the pawn shop, and went to Fumanlou alone at the downtown entrance of West Street without letting the old dog Wu who "seems to have been prepared" follow him.

There was a lot of traffic all the way.

When we reached the street of Fumanlou, it was around eight o'clock in the evening.

But according to this point, there must be rickshaws lined up near the entrance of Fumanlou, all waiting for work.

But now there are eight big men with short vests standing at the gate of Fumanlou, chasing others away, so that there are not even a small merchant here, except for pedestrians who pass by occasionally and leave in a hurry. When Zhao Zhou came, the gate was full deserted.

"You are Master Zhao, right?"

Zhao Zhou also arrived, and one of the eight strong men at the head bowed his hands towards Zhao Zhou. Seeing Zhao Zhou nodding, he stepped forward two steps and whispered: "Master Zhao, my master is Ma San from the palace family. I have met Master Wu a few times, it can be regarded as friendship, and I will definitely keep you safe."

After he finished speaking, his expression changed again, he opened the gate of Fumanlou with one hand, and shouted: "Master Zhao, please!"

"Please!" Zhao Zhou replied, although he didn't know who Ma San was, he accepted the favor.

Wait to walk in.

Zhao Zhou also saw that the first floor of the restaurant was full of banquets, with more than [-] tables and more than a hundred people. On the second and third floors, there were also a dozen big men standing on the edge of the floor guardrail.

At the same time, the opera on this stage was half-sung, which clearly meant that Zhao Zhou was not waiting.

These people reckoned that they had already sat here for quite a long time, straightening out the regulations to be discussed later, so they came prepared.

"Master Zhao." Seeing Zhao Zhou approaching, many people on the first floor stood up and greeted him with cupped hands, revealing several young people wearing white cloths on their heads and filial piety clothes behind them.

"This is the truth and crying together." Zhao Zhou didn't say anything when he saw it. He also returned the gift, and under the guidance of a person next to him, he sat at the main table next to the opera stage.

There are also seven or eight people sitting here who are tasting tea or playing with hand beads. It seems that they are the important people who have been invited to the town today.

And when Zhao Zhou sat here, a middle-aged man sitting by the main table saw Zhao Zhou, and he clasped his fists to salute, but his expression didn't change, "Master Zhao, Ma San of the palace family."

"Master Ma." Zhao Zhou bowed back, looked at Ma San a few times, and after thinking about it, he knew that this was a great boxer with peak energy.

"This man has practiced all his kung fu, and he is a master of martial arts. I guess the Gong family is also a master of martial arts." Zhao Zhou thought for a moment, and saw that no one was talking about business, so he didn't say much, and then focused on watching the people on the stage. drama.

Similarly, the hundred and ten people in this restaurant didn't speak, and they also concentrated on listening to the play.

but.

Half an hour later, when a middle-aged Taoist priest was listening to the 'Qiang Qiang Lang Lang' opera, he suddenly turned his head and cupped his fists at Zhao Zhou: "Master Zhao, do you know this opera?" What play is it singing?"

"Seven Heroes and Five Righteousness, Bai Yutang explored the Sky Tower three times and was shot to death by random arrows." Zhao Zhou said casually.

"Then how is Bai Yutang?" the Taoist priest said again, and everyone in the restaurant also looked over, and the actors on the stage also stopped, leaving the stage one after another, not letting that 'Bai Yutang' die.

When Zhao Zhou saw that these people were about to talk, he also looked away from the stage, looked at the crowd and said, "Bai Yutang, among the Seven Heroes and Five Righteousnesses, values ​​love and righteousness, and distinguishes righteousness from evil. For example, he is like General Zhao Yun in the late Eastern Han Dynasty. "

"Okay. Just know the righteousness." The Taoist priest nodded, stopped talking, and quietly sipped the tea.

"Zhao Zhou!"

But the words of the Taoist priest seemed to have opened a head. At this time, a strong man in filial piety at the next table was furious, stepped forward two steps, and said to Zhao Zhou: "My senior brother is also a person like that Bai Yutang. Emphasizing morality, emphasizing kindness, and top-notch skills, why didn't you come back? Could it be that you got a black hand in the middle?"

"Things can be eaten indiscriminately, but words can't be said indiscriminately."

Zhao Zhou said a word, not afraid of everyone staring at him, but cupped his hands and said politely: "Since you all want to be moral, then let's talk about it. It's because I pay for it, and they should protect me Zhao Zhou. Li, in this period of turmoil, there are warlords everywhere, and a few dollars can make people work hard, but your family members and brothers asked for ten thousand yuan, and Zhao Zhou gave it without saying a word. Enough."

Zhao Zhou said, standing up, "However, a month ago, they were not capable enough, and they all died outside. Now, you still invite people to come to me to listen to the music and arrange the table. Isn’t it right? You can’t be wrong, right, black and white, let you talk about it, right?”

"you!"

After Zhao Zhou's words fell, many people in the restaurant were so angry that they stood up with a 'crash', and many of them were carrying weapons.And the people on the second and third floors touched the homemade shotguns on their waists and looked at Zhao Zhou in the middle of the downstairs.

And, with a 'click' sound, several people near the door closed the door tightly.

"Why, it doesn't make sense, is it time to do it?" Zhao Zhou put his hands behind his back, not afraid of the gun and long knife, and the hundred and ten people in the room.

"Everyone!" Ma San of the palace family clasped his fists at everyone when he saw this situation: "Since you have invited me, Ma San, as a witness, you must give the palace family face and leave the door. I don't care how noisy it is, but we have to talk about things quietly in this inn!"

"Ma San, this is not a fight." At the main table, a big man in brocade clothes heard Ma San's words, and said to Zhao Zhou with a half-smile: "This is also a matter of closing the door, so don't let outsiders hear it." joke."

"Then what do you say about this?" Zhao Zhou looked at this person.