Man Dajiang is not an ordinary person, he is a very fat man

He has at least dozens of large and small boats on the Guzhou River.

Of course, the business of Huafang is not just for guests to come and listen to music. As long as men dare to do business, Man Dajiang will do it.

There must also be business for women.

At the same time, he also knew that as long as it was a business, as long as he became popular, some people would be jealous, so there would always be all kinds of people in the rivers and lakes in the boats all over the river.

In the afternoon, as the sun begins to set, the water on the Gusu River begins to surge, as if it is like the heart of a man who doesn't like to sleep at night.

The weather in Jiangnan is not too cold at this time.

Today, Lao Man is wearing a thick purple satin gown. He just wants to tell others that he is the handler of the painting boat and the owner of all the painting boats along the Gusu River.

A man who is a leader must dress decently and elegantly. Even if he is lying on a rocking chair made of mahogany and keeps rocking, with his fat body sweating constantly, Man Dajiang is unwilling to stand up and take a step.

Walking is definitely an insult to one's own body. Lao Man has always thought so. He just forgot that he can no longer stand up and walk.

Only when Lao Man was lying on the recliner and rocking slowly could he see what kind of shoes he was wearing on his feet.

Being fat is not the reason why he doesn't want to stand up, because in Lao Man's life, he no longer needs to stand up and command others.

A person can live long enough that even if he sneezes or coughs, the person in front of him will immediately understand what he means. Of course, this person does not need to stand up and expend his own energy.

Now on the second floor of a boat, Lao Man was lying on a deck chair. He squinted his eyes and listened to the little shopkeeper telling his adventures.

After telling the strange story, Man Dajiang coughed.

"As long as the guests can bring gold, why do we need to know their origins?" This is Laoman's principle. He would never take the initiative to inquire about the origins of his guests.

Guests who come here can safely pay as much money as they like on their own territory. As for the origin of this person's money, it has nothing to do with him.

Because from the moment this person spends money, the money already belongs to him and not to others.

Of course, the person speaking at this moment was not Man Dajiang. He only needed to cough lightly, and a man standing next to him would speak his mind.

The man is very lean, with slender fingers like eagle's talons. He is Man Dajiang's personal bodyguard. Even if Man Dajiang sleeps on a woman's bed, the man's eagle-like eyes will still stare at the woman.

He even suspected that the women on the bed would murder Man Dajiang with their nails, because this man was too rich.

A rich man will inevitably have many women around him. Women can make a man lose money overnight, and sometimes they can even kill him.

Of course, no one can do this, because no one who can escape the eyes of the Eagle Claw Sect gang leader has yet appeared.

"But today's guests are very strange?" The young shopkeeper is not as old as Lao Man, he is a middle-aged man, standing hunched in front of the rocking chair.

"What's curious about it? Does he have an extra eye than others?" The eagle-like man stared at the little shopkeeper.

"Gang Leader Hao, if you knew their origins, you would never stay here and say such loud words." Although the standing young shopkeeper did not dare to lose his temper with Lao Man.

But at least I am a small shopkeeper, so I don't need to be polite to others.

"I, Mr. Hao Ba, have met a lot of Jianghu people. Those who dare to cause trouble here probably haven't been born yet." The man who called himself Hao Ba Ye moved his hand lightly.

The little shopkeeper saw the teacup placed on the table next to the lounge chair and slowly floated up. Hao Baye stretched out his palm and the teacup fell into his palm.

As soon as the five fingers like eagle claws were closed, the tea cup immediately cracked and turned into pieces.

"The first people who came were two identical people, with dead faces, Master Ba must have heard of them," said the young shopkeeper.

Hao Baye's hand stopped in the air, his eyes kept rolling, and then he asked: "They have a big girl with them?"

"Mr. Ba knows these two people?" Man Dajiang, who was sitting on the recliner, only talked to Mr. Hao Ba.

"The old and immortal evil spirits of heaven and earth are actually still alive?" Hao Baye's voice calmed down.

"The girl is with an old man, and the old man has only one arm." The little shopkeeper observed carefully.

"Living dead!" Hao Baye cried out.

"Who is this?" Man Dajiang moved.

Ever since he started doing business on the banks of the Gusu River, Hao Baye has been following him. Man Dajiang has never seen anyone who can surprise him.

"People are very ordinary people, but these people have been away from Jianghu for a long time. Big things will definitely happen when they come here." Hao Baye always seemed confident.

"Big deal?" Man Dajiang seemed to want to sit up, but he really couldn't.

"No matter how big or small the matter is, as long as I, Hao Ba Ye, lead the disciples of the Eagle Claw Sect and stay here, everything will become nothing." Hao Ba Ye said sternly.

Man Dajiang lay down on the deck chair with peace of mind, squinted his eyes and hummed a tune, and accidentally looked at the mirror on the wall of the painting boat with his own eyes.

The mirror is very bright and can reflect every corner of the boat, except of course the bed behind the screen.

Because this bed can only be seen by myself and Hao Baye, Man Dajiang will never allow anyone who comes here to see it.

Because on this bed, I will take off my elegant clothes and expose my naked body.

At this moment, the small eyes on Man Dajiang's chubby round face saw a strange thing in the mirror that he had never seen in his life.

With his plump hands, he rubbed his eyes again.

"Is there a ghost in this room?" Man Dajiang interrupted his men.

"What the hell?" Hao Baye moved, his fingers suddenly turned into eagle claws that could kill people, and his eyes began to search carefully.

"The orange on the table was moving. I saw it just floated up." Man Dajiang opened his little eyes desperately.

"Orange?" The moment Hao Baye spoke, he had already arrived at the table of the Eight Immortals in the painting boat.

Man Dajiang is a man who enjoys life. Where he lives, the table will be filled with the freshest fruits in season, as well as the sweetest snacks and fine Persian wine.

Hao Baye remembers clearly that this habit he has had for many years has never changed. Did he make a mistake today because he is accustomed to it?

A person who travels in the world will never allow himself to make such a mistake, but on the table in front of him, not only the plate of grapes is empty.

Not a single piece of snack was left, and even Man Dajiang's favorite wine disappeared without a trace.

Could it be that a greedy cat broke into the boat? Hao Baye didn't believe it.

Because he had never seen a cat in his life that would steal wine and drink, no matter what color it was. But the wine on the table was indeed gone. Hao Baye smelled it again with his nose

, he smelled the aroma of wine.

In his mind, this place was the only place where the bed could make constant creaking sounds. The smell of wine shouldn't come out of this place, because this was the bed where Man Dajiang slept.

"Is it a human or a ghost?" Hao Baye said sharply.

"Of course it's a human being. It's definitely not a cat that likes to steal sex." A young man's voice came from the bed behind the screen.

"Why aren't you a cat?" Hao Baye's face turned purple. He had been staying here for more than ten years, but someone walked into this place without him noticing.

Living men are most afraid of being slapped in the face where they need face the most. If you let others lose your face in this place, you will be uglier than living like a bastard.

"Do you really want me to be a cat?" the person behind the screen laughed.

"Whether you are a cat or not, even if you are a flying cat in the sky, I will pluck your beard today." As soon as his figure moved, Hao Baye was like an eagle, flying behind the screen with his talons.

There was no imaginary fighting sound coming from behind the screen, only a sigh from the young man, "If I pull out my beard, I will definitely not be as handsome as Lu Xiaofeng in the past."

"If I knew it was you who came here, I would never break in and try to pull out your beard." The speaker was Hao Baye.

Man Dajiang's squinted eyes widened. He had never heard Hao Baye be so polite to anyone. He was the leader of the Eagle Claw Sect in Jiangnan.

"You still want to pull out my beard now?" the young man asked again.

"I don't want to." This was Hao Baye's voice.

"Do you know what to do now?" the young man behind the screen asked again.

"I know." After a moment, Hao Baye walked out of the screen, his head hanging down.

"Who is behind you?" Man Dajiang finally stopped rocking the recliner and asked in surprise.

"You better not know, it won't be good for any of us if we find out." Hao Baye became very serious.

Man Dajiang didn't even dare to say anything. In his mind, no one could threaten Mr. Hao Ba in front of him or anyone under his command.

As long as Hao Baye is angered, his talons will be like the talons of an eagle and dig into the person's neck instantly, rendering the person speechless forever.

Man Dajiang, who was sweating, waited for a long time before saying, "What can we do for him?"

"When he wants to leave, we'd better close our eyes." Hao Baye whispered.

At this time, the young man behind the screen made a voice and said politely: "I hope Mr. Ba can do me a small favor."

"If you need me anywhere, please just ask, Master." Hao Baye turned around and spoke politely to the person behind the screen.

"I want to know if there is a mother-in-law in the painting boat here?" the young man said.

"Young master, are you talking about Granny Meng?" Hao Baye responded quickly.

"It's best if I know the news after dusk." The young man did not answer Hao Baye's words.

"I, Hao Ba, still have some abilities, please relax, sir." After Hao Ba said these words, he never heard the voice behind the screen again.

Everything suddenly became very quiet again, except for Man Dajiang's heavy breathing.

Maybe it was quiet for too long, until there was no sound, Man Dajiang opened his mouth again and asked: "Who is he? Master Ba also..."

Everyone understood what he meant when he finished his sentence. The person who came was actually afraid of even the famous Hao Baye?
Chapter completed!