In the evening, it turned dark and it started to rain heavily soon.

Su Ji was under the eaves outside the Chaoyang Temple Hall, and the rain separated him from the world outside like a curtain from the front.

If he had been in the past, he would have admired the rain with a leisurely attitude, and at this time he would have turned into silence.

If you are poor, you will be alone, but he is even more poor. Whether you are old is more likely to recall whether you are old or not. If you are old, your heart is old, and you are in the capital.

Not in Luofu.

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The Dong Family Restaurant did not go bankrupt and was still open normally. Zhao Zixing did not come to find trouble for the Dong Family Restaurant, and of course the Dong Family Restaurant also changed a shopkeeper.

Xia Yu was in the easternmost wing room, but the noise outside could still be heard inside.

He doesn't like to come to such places, even though the Dong family restaurant is very famous in the capital, Tianjin Bridge is even closer. He set up a table of good wine and dishes in front of him. From noon, this table of wine and dishes must be changed every quarter of an hour.

He is waiting for someone.

Obviously, the person he was waiting for had never come, so he had to wait.

He can wait for that person, but that person won't wait for the wine and food.

Of course, the money for wine and vegetables will not be in Xia Yu's eyes. It was just the first time in so many years that he had such great patience with a person.

He didn't even know what that person looked like, he only knew the other party's name - "Shangguan Bozhong".

In order to make an appointment with Shangguan Bozhong, he spent 100,000 taels of silver to Tianya Hai Pavilion.

If Shangguan Bozhong did not come today, Tianya Hai Pavilion would not refund him a tael of silver.

What can I do with a hundred thousand taels of silver?

Even now that the price of grain in the capital is soaring, I can buy 10,000 stones of grain, which is enough to pull out thousands of adult men from the victims who can work for him in a short time.

But now the money is just to give him a chance to meet Shangguan Bozhong.

Shangguan Bozhong is not one person, but two people.

One is called Shangguan Bo and the other is called Shangguan Zhong. In the killer world, they are very famous, and there is another saying that is widely circulated - "Who can afford to be a perfect match for a thousand years?"

It means that the killers of this thousand years have been ranked among their brothers.

Both brothers are truly lawless and cruel people. Even if there are six doors, they cannot be arrested.

At this moment, in the restaurant lobby, a little old man holding a bag was apologizing to others.

His face was full of pleats, his face almost wrinkled into a chrysanthemum, and he was still smiling.

If he is seventy years old, he may not have arrived yet. If he is sixty years old, he must have said that he is fewer. Ordinary people who have never practiced martial arts are already in their seventies at the age of seventy.

No matter how you look at the old man, he doesn't look like he is good at martial arts, and was scolded by a scarred man.

Because he was worried about touching Scarface.

It was raining heavily, and the rich and poor people went to the Dong family restaurant to hide from the rain.

There are people here, and no one dares to bully anyone rashly.

However, Scarface drank the scorcher and the old man kept apologizing, obviously not a powerful character.

Scarface wanted to have a face in front of someone at the deskmate, and he was scolding more and more.

But the old man never dared to refute, just kept beating carefully.

"Bar."

A loud slap fell on the old man's face.

He covered his face and raised his head and looked at Scarface quietly.

"Why, you're not happy to be slapped you?" Scarface obviously had never learned the word "blaming too much", and of course he rarely had the chance to bully people.

Although he had scars on his face, it was not left when he was fierce, but was scratched by himself. He felt that this would make him look very fierce.

"I'll touch you and have apologized to you. If you feel dissatisfied, you can touch me, but you can't slap me. Of course, after you touch me, you have to apologize to me."

He suddenly changed his cautious attitude and calmly told the scar-faced man what he asked for.

The scar-faced man sneered: "You are still excited, believe it or not."

He held the knife on his waist, and the knife was the most valuable guy on him.

The person at the deskmate didn't want to make things too big, so he spoke to him.

The scarred man thought to himself, this old man would be better off getting out in shame.

But the old man did not do what he wanted, but waved his hand.

Seeing that the scarred man dared to fight back, he rushed up and drank his knife and slashed his arm. The old man's arm was still slowly lifted up, and the blade slashed his dry arm.

There was a burst of exclamation in the lobby.

The scarred man showed an incredible look.

Because his knife broke the old man's arm directly.

The little old man's hand did not stop and fell on the scarred man's face.

Then there was another burst of exclamation, and the whole house was silent.

Because the scarred man's head was slapped directly at the old man.

The little old man suddenly flashed again, as fast as lightning. He grabbed the scarred man's head and pressed it back on his neck.

The scarred man looked stiff, but he just stiffened his mouth and said with difficulty: "Let me go."

The little old man said, "You haven't apologized yet, or touch me."

"sorry."

The head slid down, and blood was like a waterfall.

A moment later, someone in the crowd shouted, "Someone is killing."

A small riot occurred in the hall.

The little old man said quietly: "It's not someone, the murderer Shangguan Bozhong."

Xia Yu in the wing room was shocked and finally arrived.

"It was you who killed me, why did you involve me?"

A dull and dumb voice came from under the ground.

"We are brothers, we can be together if we are in trouble."

"But why do you want to enjoy happiness on top, but you have to ask me to be below."

"I am my brother, of course I should be on it."

The people underground just quarreled with the old man, but did not show up. Someone ran out and suddenly fell down, and then a pile of rotten bones appeared on the ground.

After a few times of this, the entire restaurant became silent.

In the past, people from all walks of life in restaurants were the most disdainful of the government. At this moment, they were looking forward to the people from the government coming. They were all very scared, fearing that they would lose their lives in the next moment.

I dare not move around after learning from the past.

Xia Yu came out, and the person who had a table with the scarred man hurriedly came forward to see him.

No one doesn't know the third young master of the Xia family when he is stumbling on the underworld in the capital.

"Hello, Master San."

Xia Yu snorted lightly and looked around everyone.

Finally, his eyes fell on the little old man. He was not a fool. It was obvious that no one in the entire lobby dared to approach the little old man. This person was naturally one of Shangguan Bozhong.

"Hey, boy."

Xia Yu felt that his shoulder was being patted, and he turned around and saw only a hole in the ground.

And the tip of the nose is full of stinking.

The little old man said, "You are looking for me."

Xia Yu nodded.

The little old man said, "I'm hungry."

Xia Yu said: "I have prepared wine and food for my seniors."

When he arrived at the wing room, Xia Yu's expression changed. The wine jar was empty and fell on the ground. The table of dishes was eaten clean, and the cups and plates were in a mess, and many chewed bone residues could be seen.

Xia Yu hurriedly said, "I'll ask someone to go to another table right away."

The little old man said, "No, this is what I eat."

Xia Yu said carefully: "Who is that?"

"I am Shangguan Bo, and the little thief who steals food is Shangguan Zhong."
To be continued...