Tong Aiguo moved his arms and legs, and his vitality was restored. However, the age of these old arms and legs was still there. They were all wearing parts, so he should use them leisurely.
Pulled up a chair, faced the window, and sat down steadily.
"Cai Gen, you're not blind, are you an ordinary bad guy?
There are bad guys out there who are so resistant to beatings. If I call the police, won’t I be cheating the police?”
Cai Gen took out a cigarette and was just about to light it. After thinking about it, he was angry because he was angry. With all due etiquette, he lit one for Tong Aiguo.
"Hey, my dear Uncle Tong, weren't you still shining brightly yesterday?
Two little thieves came here, and you just vomited blood and asked for help without showing your face."
Tong Aiguo took a puff of cigarette and rolled his eyes at Cai Gen. Which pot should be opened without mentioning it?
"Hmm? Two? Why do you want one to run away?
Aren’t these heavens simple?
Even when my helpers are not helping to protect the calves, I can still run away, so I am quite capable."
Cai Gen was shocked when he heard the words Zhutianhui keenly.
This heavenly society actually takes action against shamanism?
Is it a new grudge or an old grudge?
So who are these two guys?
Can someone who is so resistant be a member of the twenty-four heavens?
Or is it a more advanced Luohan Hall?
Just as he was about to ask a question, Cai Gen was shocked by the formation name full of special effects.
Just saying it's ancestor worship wouldn't be so straightforward, right?
Helping relatives or not?
Protect the calf?
Still a big battle?
It doesn't sound very high-end, and it's full of favoritism.
"No, do your shamanism and the Heavenly Society also have enmity?
Uncle Tong, there are no good people in the world. Just work harder and beat them to death, and that’s it. Do you want to keep them for future performances?
This is not an alchemy furnace, why do you still want to refine them into elixirs?"
"Ah? Cai Gen, do you also know about the Association of Heavens?"
"I know, the ones who stole my son last time were, yes, your brother Cai Tuantuan, the Zhutianhui group.
Killing one crop after another, there are endless bargains, it seems like there is no money, and they are very tenacious."
Tong Aiguo automatically filtered, and Cai Gen took advantage of him. I don’t know what his eldest brother Tong Aijia was thinking. Is he really trying to get his way with his son?
"I have some old injuries, so I can't use the full power of the big formation of helping parents and not helping to take care of calves.
These two guys are quite resistant to being beaten, and they won't be killed in a short time.
It would be great if you could help me."
Do me a favor?
As long as he is a member of the Zhutianhui, except for Ling Zimu who shows good intentions, Cai Gen is not unfavorable to others, and Quan Zhengshi has no psychological barriers at all.
However, getting involved in the grudges between shamanism and the Heavenly Society is another matter.
On the street, if you meet the enemies of Zhutianhui, it is just right to kill them, they are absolutely hard steel.
But it's not that simple to kill the people of the Heavenly Society in some big formation at the door of the shaman's house.
After going through so many things, Cai Gen didn't want to be used as a gunman. It was unkind, had no benefits, and would cause endless troubles.
"Uncle Tong, as an outsider, it's not easy for me to get involved in the affairs of your shamanism and the All-Heavens Association. It's not just the right thing to say."
When Tong Aiguo heard Cai Gen's trick, he slammed the cigarette butt to the ground without caring about the solid wood floor.
"Why doesn't it matter?
Your client is being bullied by blocking the door. How can you tolerate it?
Why are you so cowardly?
Where is your passion?
What about your passion?
Where is your spirit of not overthrowing others?"
To put it bluntly, Tong Aiguo can be compared to a MLM lecturer. He poured chicken soup into Cai Gen's neck and poured it into his mouth.
However, even though Tong Aiguo was talking lively, Cai Gen remained unmoved with a smile on his face.
He is not very convincing when he talks nonsense, and he is not young either.
Seeing that Cai Gen had no feedback, Tong Aiguo didn't even move his eyes and changed his routine.
"Thanks to you for saving my life today.
It’s okay for my body and bones to last another year. How about renewing the service fee for one year in advance? How much will it cost?”
"The meal fee is 12,000, and the service fee is 2,400, totaling 14,400."
Without any hesitation, Cai Gen opened his mouth and quoted the price, as if the number was always imprinted on his tongue.
Tong Aiguo was stunned by Cai Gen's neatness. He glanced at Cai Gen and said, "You are awesome."
He reached out and took out two bundles of red tickets from a small cabinet next to him. Without counting, he took out one and a half bundles.
"It's not four, it's unlucky. I'll give you fifteen thousand, you order."
Cai Gen remained calm, but his heart was already in turmoil.
When Tong Aiguo opened the small cabinet just now, he also took a look and saw that it was red and yellow, which was very dazzling.
The red ones are bundles of red tickets, and the yellow ones should be called gold bars, right?
With so much money, you just put it in a small broken cabinet?
If not the entire safe, are you worthy of that pile of gold bars?
After taking the money, he didn't order it. He put the whole bundle of red tickets into his pocket and returned half of the bundle to Tong Aiguo.
"Uncle Tong, these five thousand are your hard work for my son.
I asked around, and Santana’s salary thirty years ago is only four to five thousand now, so we don’t owe each other anything.”
Tong Aiguo was a little confused with half a bundle of money. His eldest brother hadn't mentioned anything to him about what to do for Cai Gen's son, so why was there anything about Santana?
This is not the point. The point is what Cai Gen said. The two don't owe each other. Is this money spent in vain?
"Cai Gen, I will be your customer for the next year, right?
If they come here every day and make trouble for me, what do you say?"
Cai Gen thought about it, and it was the same reason. At present, he also had a reason to participate in the grudge between the two families, and this reason was quite hard in his arms, and it made him feel quite painful.
"Then what do you want to do?"
"Go out and silence those two guys."
Looking at the gorgeous special effects attack, Cai Gen felt a little guilty.
"Uncle Tong, I can't stand up to that stupid formation of yours, why should I shut up?
As soon as we entered, let alone killing them both, I was silenced first.
Xiaotian, can you resist?"
Xiao Tianmao, who had been constantly weakening his presence by the side, was suddenly called out by Cai Gen. He felt very panicked. The feeling in this room was really bad, especially after the old man woke up.
In order to match his own mentality, Xiao Tianmao raised his paw, put it to his mouth and licked it, staring with his big innocent eyes.
"Meow"
Damn it, are you pretending to be a cat at the critical moment? Are you pretending to be angry with me?
Without Cai Gen kicking him, Tong Aiguo spoke first.
"I've let him into the house and he's satisfied, so don't force him.
Cai Gen, don't worry, I should be able to control the attack of the magic circle and avoid yours."
should?
What if it doesn’t work?
Although Cai Gen was drunk, he was always very concerned about such crucial matters.
Seeing that Cai Gen still didn't move, Tong Aiguo stood up and slapped his chest with a small stone knife.
"Don't worry, I'm in good health now.
It should, no, definitely be able to control whether to help the bride or not to take care of the calves.
Trust me, I can do it."
Well, I hope you can do it. Cai Gen gritted his teeth, pushed the door open and went out, then shut the door behind Xiao Tmall.
Xiao Tianmao looked at the closed door, looked at Tong Aiguo who was holding a small stone knife, and smiled flatteringly.