Beiyang new warlord

Hearing this, Mao Jue finally felt at ease, the only thing that was a little depressed was that he finally opened a store, but the property rights were not his.

Fortunately, as long as Mao Wenlong can be kept, no family can swallow him up on the one-acre land of Phi Island.

The store didn't open in a day. It had to deal with old man Jiao's leftovers, and build shelves. The most important thing was how to divide the money for the store, move the goods, buy some food and send the soldiers outside. After eating and drinking, in this shop, a group of people set up a table at night.

"Tomorrow, I will find someone to spread out the torture frame and other things, and then create a golden signboard. Young master, tell me, what is the name of our shop?"

They were all from landlords. When Hou Jin didn't take down Liaoyang, they all lived well. Now that they are in such a state of desperation, they have a shop again. The Wen family and He Siyong's close relatives are all very happy, especially Wen Meng. There is one more layer, Mao Jue is his sister's child, he is now in his forties and has no family, Mao Jue, his nephew, can be regarded as his closest descendant.Mao Jue is doing well now, and he, as an uncle, is actually happy with him.

Listening to him shouting with his wine glass held high, Mao Jue really squeezed his chin, hesitated for a moment before he slapped his forehead: "We sell glass, if that's the case, let's call it Linglongzhai. Half of it is mine, and the rest, you all have an average score, do you have any objections?"

The brothers are still clear about the accounts, and it is best to discuss this matter before opening the store. Mao Jue has seen that several relatives of their neighbors beat their heads and blood to split the accounts.

"Thank you, young master, for the reward!"

After hearing this, Wen Yuan Pavilion and Wen Shao could not help but raise their wine glasses to thank them.

It's really Mao Jue's reward. He took the money and the technology. This store is different from the scattered ones before. It will earn more money in the future. Everyone knows that Mao Jue It is to give the Wen family a way to survive.

"Wen Shao, don't do the thing that shames your ancestors. You will be the shopkeeper of this shop. The big cousin and you guys will stay in the glass workshop. Uncle, He Lao Si, we must make money. If you are jealous, you two are responsible for keeping an eye on our shop and the glass workshop, especially the glass workshop, and we must not allow anyone to steal our secret recipe!"

"Young master, just look at it!"

He Siyong is an expert at stealing chickens and dogs, and he slapped his chest with the strength of wine to guarantee a guarantee ticket there. As for Wen Meng, he even put down his waist knife with his tongue.

"Who the hell dares to touch our secret recipe, I will chop him up!"

The words are not only for outsiders, but also for the Wen family. After all, the birds are big and there are no forests. But now, the big guys are all focused on making money, and these words only make a few people nod and applaud.

Mao Jue really suspected that he was in the wrong line of work in his previous life. He drank all night last night and negotiated tens of millions of dollars. Jue felt that he was a little too high, so Wen Meng simply led the horse and sent him back.

"Hehe, I am happy tonight, young master!"

It was a rare day that I didn't see Su Yi. Entering from the corner gate, Mao Jue murmured a line about showing off to her while coming in from the corner gate, and walked through the second gate unknowingly. Suddenly caught his eyes, and the familiar cry, Mao Jue was more than half sober with a sudden jolt.

"Su Yi!"

With a bang, the courtyard door was kicked open, and more than 20 servants in the courtyard suddenly turned their heads and looked inside. Mao Jue's eyes were about to spit fire.

A pair of delicate little hands were tied and hung behind the back, and the hands were tied purple. At first Mao Jue thought it was a jagged stone on the ground, but now Su Yi was kneeling on it, and the two servants still took it. He kept whipping her with the bamboo stick, and red marks appeared on the back and buttocks.

Next to her, Mrs. Shen was sitting there with her legs crossed, while Shen Qian, the head of the housekeeper who asked her to clean up, was serving beside her with a little pride.

"Who the hell told you to touch the people in my room, stop me immediately!"

"Master!"

Watching Mao Jue come in, Su Yi, whose crying eyes were swollen like peaches, immediately called out to him, and Mao Jue immediately roared.

"Master, be careful, this is the third lady, elder!"

Seeing Mao Jue angry like a wild animal, Shen Qian was extremely happy and hummed triumphantly.

"Besides, there are rules in our mansion. The former young master just taught the younger one. This Su Yi stole the treasures and silver from the mansion. The third lady also acts according to the rules. You should know the general rules, young master!"

"Master, Su Yi didn't steal anything! That mirror still has money."

"The mirror and the silver are all given by me, let me go immediately!"

As he said that, Mao Jue bumped straight up, but immediately, several servants grabbed his arms and pulled him back. The half of his face illuminated by the fire was extremely soft, and Shen Qian was even more proud.

"The young master is eager to protect his servants, and I understand, but rules are rules, come on, give me a slap!"

"You fucking try again, dog slave, I plowed your dog's skin!"

"Damn, the day before yesterday I didn't give you enough to whip you. If this person becomes cheap, he will always be a ****! I will be a slave for the rest of my life, let me go!"

The more angry, Mao Jue's words became more and more ugly. Shen Qian didn't care at first, but as he listened, his face became more and more ugly. Seeing this, Mrs. Shen snorted softly , Shen Qian immediately rushed forward with great excitement, and while Mao Jue was being grabbed, he slapped Mao Jue in the face.

"Master!"

The beaten one lay on the stone, Su Yi yelled in horror, this time, Mao Jue was pulled out by more than one meter, just sitting up, he spat out half a mouthful of blood.

"Damn it, young master? You're just a bastard!"

Stepping forward, he stretched out his feet again, and the kicked Mao Jue turned over, and Shen Qian smiled ferociously: "I really can't see your identity, prodigal son, the dead star of the dead mother, you motherfucker!" What's the matter, tell me what to do!"

"Shen Qian, you lowly slave, no matter how high you wag your tail, you're still his mother's slave in the Mao Mansion! I'll kill you sooner or later!"

"court death!"

Clutching his chest and staggering to his feet, Mao Jue yelled again, but this sentence hit Shen Qian's sore spot. Once again, this guy grabbed Mao Jue's neck and went up to punch harder, listening With that crackling sound, Su Yi cried even more miserably.

"Don't hit me anymore! Don't hit me anymore. I admit that I stole it. Third Madam, please kill me! Don't hit the young master again!"

"Hmph, you bastard, just admit it, come here, take out the pig cage, and steal things from Mao's house!"

A stern look appeared on the face that had been smiling all the time, and Madam Shen waved her hand in a sinister manner, but at this moment, a loud bang sounded in the yard, and the side that had just fought together, Shen Qian staggered back in disbelief, the corner of his mouth was broken, and his face was still purple. Holding the door, Mao Jue also stood up with a smile, but that smile was as ferocious as a ghost holding a soul. like that.

"Hey, the fucking immobile guy really can't do you!"

Chapter 15. Murder in Troubled Times

Blood, tick, tick drop.

A huge piece of red spread rapidly across the abdomen, and when he touched the bright red with his hand, Shen Qian looked at Mao Jue in disbelief as if he didn't know him.

Not only Shen Qian, but other servants of the Mao Mansion also looked at this scene in disbelief. Mao Jue was too cowardly before, even when there were many people, he couldn't speak clearly. Even a few days ago, Mao Jue made a threat , They also did not expect that Mao Jue dared to kill people.

But this scene really happened!

The muzzle of the gun in his hand was emitting green smoke, and Mao Jue's ferocious face looked like a devil. He was really lucky that the gun came in time today, otherwise, wouldn't he have watched Su Yi being beaten by this bastard, that femme fatale? He was tied alive to a pig cage and drowned. In that case, even if Yuan Chonghuan survived the crisis, he would never let it go in his life.

A man shoulders responsibility, but sometimes, he must be reckless!

"You bastard, how dare you shoot in the mansion, why don't you hurry up and take it down!"

In the back, Mrs. Shen's screaming screamed loudly, and the servants and servants who woke up from her screams also came to their senses, and hurriedly wanted to come up and hold Mao Jue down, but this time, the second time Another gunshot rang out, and the most ferocious servant who rushed over was the closest, holding his broken leg and hissing and screaming with all his might.

Now that the wolf has seen blood, it will not be easily accepted!

This time, no one dared to move anymore. Everyone looked at Mao Jue and his muzzle smoking smoke in fear. The blink-like madness makes everyone even more terrified.

"Shen Qian! Nizi, don't stop!"

She couldn't control her servants anymore, this Mrs. Shen seemed to have been beaten to a prototype, even if she showed her teeth and claws, she could only scream, like an old and dying beast.Ignoring him at all, with a smirk, Mao Jue slammed forward with a straight fist, and slapped Shen Qian's temple, which was already stunned and staggering. Even the crisp sound of the gun butt hitting the bone could be heard far away. .

"I said I would kill you!"