Watching Zhao Qingshan walk towards the small building diagonally opposite, the tricycle driver turned the front of the car, but did not rush to leave. Instead, he took out his cell phone in his pocket. After hesitating for a while, he called a phone call, with a respectful look on his face and said, "Hey, is it Brother Ming? Hey, I am Lao Zhou... It's nothing big. I just pulled a little Taoist priest, he came to find Sun Zhibiao..."

Before the tricycle driver finished speaking, he reached out to his hand and took away his cell phone directly. "I said, it would be a bit unauthorous for the donor to do this, right?"

Zhao Qingshan, who had obviously walked away, didn't know when he turned back. He held the tricycle driver's cell phone, and Zhao Qingshan looked at him with a smile, "I just left, are you here to inform me?"

Zhao Qingshan caught him and showed up. The expression on the tricycle driver's face seemed a little embarrassed, but he explained: "Don't get me wrong, I'm not the one who called Sun Zhibiao..."

"Oh? Who did you call?" Zhao Qingshan played with his cell phone, jumped directly to the tricycle, sat down and said, "I don't care who you call. In short, I will take me to find Sun Zhibiao and stop lying."

"Uh..." The tricycle driver was stunned for a moment and said strangely: "Why did the Taoist priest say I was lying? This small building is indeed the home of Sun Zhibiao's mistress. I didn't lie to you!"

"But the key is that there is no one in the small building." Zhao Qingshan glanced at the tricycle driver indifferently and said, "Take me to find Sun Zhibiao, or go find your boss."

"The Taoist Master knows Brother Ming?" The tricycle driver looked at Zhao Qingshan's phone that had not been hung up yet, and said, "Why don't the Taoist Master talk to us Brother Ming?"

Zhao Qingshan noticed the strange expression of the tricycle driver. He lowered his head and looked at the phone he was holding in his hand. He held the phone in his ear with great interest and asked, "How is it like eavesdropping?"

"..." The person on the other end of the phone was obviously stunned. After a moment, he let out a burst of hearty laughter. He was a middle-aged man with a very magnetic voice. "Hahahaha... You little Taoist priest is really interesting. It is obviously me and Lao Zhou talking on the phone. Why did it become an eavesdropping?"

"Because the phone is in my hands now." Zhao Qingshan glanced at the tricycle driver, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and leaned down comfortably on the tricycle mat. He said, "Are you doing the opposite of Sun Zhibiao? Tell me where he is now, it will be no harm to you."

"Oh? What is the Taoist priest looking for Sun Zhibiao?" The middle-aged man who was called Ming Ge by the tricycle driver did not answer Zhao Qingshan's question. Instead, he asked with a smile.

Zhao Qingshan did not hide his thoughts at all and said directly: "I have a account. If I want to find him to do it well, wouldn't this account be settled?"

"Aren't you afraid that he will kill you?" Brother Ming asked with great interest.

Zhao Qingshan narrowed his eyes, held up his cell phone and said, "I have never been able to cut off people."

"...Hahaha... You little Taoist priest are really not afraid of death. You are crazy enough. Brother Ming likes it!" The middle-aged man laughed again and said, "You hand the phone to Lao Zhou, I'll tell him."

Zhao Qingshan didn't say anything extra nonsense. He threw back the phone in his hand to the tricycle driver Lao Zhou, and said at the same time: "Please don't polish your leather shoes so brightly when you come out to pedal the tricycle next time, and don't make your socks so clean. At least you are more dedicated, right?"

Lao Zhou took the phone. Hearing Zhao Qingshan's jokes, he couldn't help but look down at his shiny leather shoes, smiled bitterly, and said, "The Taoist priest's eyes are really sharp, I will pay attention to it in the future..."

After saying a word, Lao Zhou took his cell phone and asked Brother Ming on the other end of the phone: "What should I do?"

"You can take the tricycle and send the person to Slow Shake on Zhongjie. Tell the little Taoist priest who is desperate. Sun Zhibiao is on the third floor of Slow Shake. He is likely to be torture and forcing confessions to Xiao Wu brothers... Of course, there is no need to tell him what happened later. After sending him over, arrange two people to stare nearby." Brother Ming said.

Lao Zhou agreed, hung up the phone, put away his cell phone, and said to Zhao Qingshan: "Sit firmly, I'll send you there now... But the ugly words are ahead, none of the people around Sun Zhibiao are good!"

Zhao Qingshan smiled indifferently, not taking Lao Zhou's reminder to heart. The only thing he was a little curious about was, which guy this Ming brother was? It seemed to be targeting Sun Zhibiao...

Zhongjie in Xique Village is not the most prosperous street in Xique Village, but a street built in the 1950s and 1960s and is now almost at the scrapping stage. There are only a dozen stores, mainly fast food restaurants, and only one on the street is in poor business, but it is still open to business.

Old Zhou rode a tricycle and took Zhao Qingshan to Zhongjie. After stopping the car on the side of the road, he turned to Zhao Qingshan and said, "Did you see the big sign in front? That slow-shaking bar is the nest of Sun Zhibiao and his group. If nothing unexpected happens, Sun Zhibiao should be on the third floor of Slow-shaking bar at this moment."

Looking in the direction Lao Zhou pointed, Zhao Qingshan indeed saw a large sign that was at least five meters high. The sign was hung with a red light that had not yet been extinguished. It looked very eye-catching on the middle street.

There was no change in expression on his face. Zhao Qingshan nodded slightly and jumped off the tricycle. But after walking a few steps forward, he suddenly stopped and turned his head and asked, "By the way, do you need me to help you rescue Brother Wu from the slow shaking bar?"

Old Zhou was stunned for a moment and laughed: "The Taoist priest is not only sharp-eyed, but also has a very clever ear... If the Taoist priest can rescue Brother Xiao Wu from the inside, we Brother Ming will thank you very much!"

Zhao Qingshan smiled unanimously, as if he was walking in the garden, slowly walked towards the house ahead, and could not see any panic.

Old Zhou was sitting on a tricycle and looking at Zhao Qingshan's departure back, thinking that Zhao Qingshan was overestimating his abilities, but after he reached his mouth, he felt inexplicably... as if... it seemed like Zhao Qingshan could really rescue people from it?

But the problem is that this slow-shaking bar is not an ordinary slow-shaking bar. The young and middle-aged people gathered in it can be called the powerful generals under Sun Zhibiao. They all have strong fighting skills, and with various weapons... How could Zhao Qingshan, who passed by naked hands, be their opponent?

Old Zhou shook his head and muttered: "I actually felt trust in a lunatic... It's really strange!"

Just as Lao Zhou was muttering to himself, the cell phone that he had put back in his pocket before made a pleasant ringtone. After Lao Zhou answered the phone, Brother Ming's voice came out from it, "Lao Zhou, have you sent the person?"

"Brother Ming, I've just been sent here." Old Zhou looked vigilantly at both sides of the street, lowered his voice and said, "This little Taoist priest has very sharp ears. He just asked me if he wanted to rescue Brother Xiao Wu..."

"Just rely on him? Save it!" Brother Ming said lightly on the other end of the phone: "I can come out alive and I am blessed by the gods, and I want to save people... I told Lao Zhen and said that the action was temporarily cancelled, so that all brothers would be on standby and not take any action for the time being."

"But Brother Ming, Xiao Wu is still in Sun Zhibiao's hands!" Old Zhou hurriedly said, "Brothers are watching here on tricycles early in the morning. Xiao Wu is definitely still in Sun Zhibiao's hands and hasn't come out yet!"

"Xiao Wu is too unruly. If he hadn't exposed his identity, we would have obtained enough evidence to make Sun Zhibiao lose his life!" When talking about this, Brother Ming said angrily, "You can't just mess up the overall plan just because Xiao Wu was alone, do what I told you!!"

"I..." Lao Zhou gritted his teeth and finally nodded and agreed, "Okay, I understand, I will notify Lao Zhen and the others now... the action is temporarily cancelled!"

Just as Old Zhou gritted his teeth and agreed to Ming Ge's arrangement, Zhao Qingshan had already arrived at the door of the slow-shaking bar. He stopped at the door, looked up at the large signboard of the slow-shaking bar that had been rusty, and a touch of playful smile appeared on his face, "I am so old, I have never been to such a place..."

After talking to himself, Zhao Qingshan ignored the young people guarding the door of Slow Shakeba. He raised his legs and walked towards the door of Slow Shakeba. As soon as he moved, the young people became alert.

"Hey, this stinky Taoist priest, you are not allowed to go in, have you heard it?!" Several young people blocked the way in. One of them spoke and pushed Zhao Qingshan's chest, without any politeness.

According to Zhao Qingshan's temper, people always respect me, and I respect others one foot, and the same goes for the other.

Just as the young man's palm was about to touch Zhao Qingshan's chest, he didn't see Zhao Qingshan doing anything at all. The young man's hand suddenly changed direction, and he inexplicably lost his balance and fell to the ground with a "thump".

The faces of the remaining young people suddenly changed. Unfortunately, Zhao Qingshan didn't plan to give them any time to react. When his hands were gently swaying, these young people felt itchy all over their bodies. While they were rolling on the ground, they were also laughing wildly...

"Hahahahaha...it's itchy...it's so itchy...hahaha..."

Amid a burst of ghosts and wolves howls, Zhao Qingshan entered this house. After three minutes, the house was caught in crazy laughter. No one could withstand the itchy feeling that made people want to hit the wall. They all fell to the ground and rolled and laughed like a group of madmen.

Zhao Qingshan shook his head and said to himself: "It's just that..."

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Chapter 1 is delivered, monthly tickets are required, recommendation tickets are required... Brothers must be more powerful!!

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