Wei Tu raised his voice and roared: "Fuck! Tang Xiaosan! If you fucking dare to attack Xiaolan, I will fight you to the death!"
Biaozi and Jiang Hao in the shop heard the commotion and ran out one after another. When they saw Tang Xiaosan, they also rushed forward.
Wei Tu dived in front of the opponent, raised his fist and beat him hard.
Tang Xiaosan was not an easy man either. After being punched, he started to fight back hard.
The two men instantly struggled with each other.
Wei Lan was so anxious that she kept shouting: "Stop fighting! Stop fighting! If you have anything to say, talk to me!"
Biaozi came over and kicked Tang Xiaosan in the waist: "You brat, we didn't go looking for you, but you have the audacity to come here to look for trouble! If I don't beat you until you have teeth all over the floor today, my surname will not be Ma!"
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Jiang Hao stepped forward to pull them apart, trying to separate them: "Okay! Stop fighting!"
Two fists were unable to defeat four hands, and Tang Xiaosan was quickly defeated. He cursed unconvinced.
"Don't think I don't know, you guys took my money! You bought a house in the city one by one! All this money is my hard-earned money!"
Hearing this, Wei Tu and Biaozi became even more angry, and even Jiang Hao became angry. The three of them rushed forward regardless and wanted to beat him up.
Tang Xiaosan was not stupid. He would not stand still and let others beat him. When he saw that the situation was not good, he threw away his legs and ran out as hard as he could.
When Wei Tu and the others saw that the person was leaving, they stopped pursuing him and took Wei Lan back to the shop.
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Tang Xiaosan was so angry that he ran forward without looking back. Now his mind was filled with only anger. He thought Wei Lan would be on his side, but he didn't expect that he got the same result.
Out of breath, he stopped and leaned against a big tree, his thoughts gradually calming down.
Tang Xiaosan looked in the direction of Mu Yunju with cold eyes, and the corner of his mouth curved into a smile that was not a smile.
Since you are ruthless, don't blame me for being ruthless. He secretly made up his mind to be a master, to get rich quickly, and to be richer than Wei Tu and the others!
We must make these snobs regret their actions!
He snorted coldly, turned a corner, and walked into a dark alley...
This is a long narrow alley, and the house walls on both sides are covered with creeping plants, densely woven together, like a huge green carpet.
The bluestone pavement was a little uneven, and the sun was shining brightly outside, but there was something eerie here, which made Tang Xiaosan shiver.
He walked straight along the stone road, and there was an old wooden door at the end of the alley.
"Knock -" Tang Xiaosan knocked on the door.
Soon the wooden door creaked open.
A wrinkled, white-haired man's face poked his head out from behind the door.
"Who are you looking for?"
Tang Xiaosan was shocked! This man’s eyes turned out to be two dark holes.
His tone was trembling: "I, I'm looking for the old sheep head!"
When the old man heard this, he suddenly thought of something, touched his eyes, and smiled apologetically: "I forgot to wear my sunglasses. Come in, there is someone inside."
The blind old man took Tang Xiaosan into the house. The further inside, the stronger the strange smell in the house became.
They passed through several rooms with closed doors, and various noises were made from time to time, accompanied by a sour and pungent chemical smell.
Soon, the two of them came to a room with tightly drawn curtains and no light.
High-wattage white fluorescent lamps are lit here, giving people the illusion of being better than natural light.
There are many shelves in the room, and at the end of the rows of shelves is a huge desk, with a fat middle-aged man sitting behind it.
When he saw Tang Xiaosan, he raised his eyebrows and said, "Hey, isn't this Mr. Tang from the condiment market? What kind of wind brought you here?"
Tang Xiaosan smiled politely and seemed a little reserved: "Old Yangtou, you are so polite, I just, just..." He didn't know how to speak for a while.
Lao Yangtou knew very well that most of the people who came to his place were doing it for money, so he waved his hand.
"Hey, I am also a person who has one foot in the coffin. You, don't say anything. I understand. Isn't it just that the four-eyed foreigner deceived all my family's wealth?"
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Tang Xiaosan was shocked when he heard this!
His emotions were instantly aroused, and his voice rose by one degree: "How do you know? Do you know that Four Eyes?!"
The old sheep head glanced at him, raised the corner of his mouth and chuckled: "A shrimp has its own way, and a crab has its own way. Of course I have a way that I know."
Tang Xiaosan stepped forward quickly with anger, put both hands on the table, and asked: "Where is the person named Wang now?!"
The old sheep head looked up at him, his eyes a little dark and unclear, making people confused for a while.
He smiled instead of getting angry: "Hey, Mr. Tang, it seems that you don't understand the rules of our industry clearly enough. It's better to ask less about some things."
This man was obviously smiling, but every word was filled with cruelty.
The old sheep's head had sharp eyes and was not intimidated by anger. An invisible force of intimidation made Tang Xiaosan breathless.
He gave up his posture and slumped down on the chair in front of the book. He stretched out his big hands to cover his face and shrugged his shoulders, making it difficult to tell whether he was laughing or crying.
The old sheep head changed his temper and put on the appearance of a profiteer again: "Mr. Tang, some things are done with in the past. People have to look at money. Do you think so or not?"
He took out a string of bracelets tied together from the desk drawer, and the crisp jingling sound was pleasant to the ears.
"Master Tang, since you are here, you must also understand my rules." The old sheep head pushed a pile of bracelets in front of him.
"This batch of goods is just to test the waters. As long as the road is wide, the banknotes will not be put into your pockets in large quantities. Not to mention twenty thousand, two hundred thousand is just like a play."
Lao Yangtou is not a simple person. He not only knows both black and white, but is also a famous underground counterfeiting leader.
This person specializes in imitating antique jades. Recently, seeing the profit from jade, he has produced a large number of fakes of all kinds.
Tang Xiaosan was a little moved, but what interested him even more was the whereabouts of the liar: "You can rest assured of my method, but I want to know where the person named Wang is?!"
When the old sheep head heard this, his cunning eyes rolled in his eye sockets.
"This matter is easy to handle. I just need to find someone. As long as Mr. Tang helps me open the way, I, Old Yangtou, promise to help you dig out the person."
He thought for a while and added: "However, I heard that he is from Yunbian. I guess it won't be that fast to find him..."
Tang Xiaosan didn't say a word. He rolled the bracelets off the table, picked one up and shined it at the fluorescent lamp.
"Huh?" He frowned in confusion. It was obviously the most common kind of bean, but the water head seemed to be waxy, and the whole bracelet had a gelatinous texture.
"How do you change beans into waxy ones?"
The old sheep's head cracked open and laughed: "Master Tang has such good eyesight! Come, I'll show you."