"Let go - you can't break it apart! This kid still wants to resist!"
"Um, I think he might really be unable to let go..."...In front of the mobile food truck, the scene was a bit chaotic.
However, several big men in civilian clothes surrounded him from all directions and pounced on him one after another like a stack of arhats. In just a short moment, the young man was covered in bulk and could not move.
Well, okay. The actual situation is that even without this follow-up, the other party should not have any possibility of stubborn resistance.
After all, someone's sudden attack with his foot just now had the effect of causing stiffness...
"Aunt Qing? You, you... uh?" Tangdou, who was pulled away from Xilihu Tu, looked at Tang Chao, who had a calm expression on his face, hiding his merits and fame, and then looked at the man running wildly in front of him.
Zhong Wanqing came up, panting, and looked at the few people still entangled on the ground not far away. She couldn't help but blink, her little face full of confusion.
"Ha, ha, ha, huh... Good evening, jelly beans." While raising her hand to touch the little girl's head, Zhong Wanqing pinched her waist, took a few long breaths, and finally breathed calmly.
He looked at Tang Chao with a smile on his face, expressing concern.
"Xiao Tang, are you okay?"
"I'm okay, is he... okay?" Tang Chao looked at the young man on the ground over there who was cuffed but still curled up and twitching like a prawn.
He scratched his head and said hesitantly,
"I may not have used my strength well just now."
"Deserves it! Leave him alone!" Zhong Wanqing hummed indifferently, and then she couldn't help laughing out loud. She looked at someone's right Xtep sneakers, showed her thumb and said jokingly,
“It’s been a while, I haven’t seen you, but you’re getting better and better at teasing your vaginal legs!”
"Well, it just happened. The main reason is that the police officer reminded me in time, otherwise I would not have been able to react." The person who said the last words was the middle-aged boss who was walking towards me with his forehead in his hands and an embarrassed smile on his face. He was undoubtedly a plainclothes police officer.
It sounds like this person is unlucky, but in fact he can disguise himself pretty well and handle things on the spot quite well, so it's not a problem to fool ordinary people.
Even the young man on the ground didn't notice it at first, otherwise he wouldn't have taken the initiative to buy cakes. It was only because of Tangdou's reminder that he forgot to add eggs that the latter became alert, which led to what happened next.
Of course, in the final analysis, the problem still lies with this person. The egg pancake technique is indeed a bit trendy... The plainclothes boss also knew this very well, so he showed his attitude when he came up and raised his hand in surprise.
"My, my, my! Captain Zhong, I will review it and apply for punishment when I get back."
"Old Huang, you asked me to tell you what you are good at! I asked you to pick some watermelon to sell a long time ago. If you insist on making egg pancakes, what kind of family craftsmanship can you say? I believe you -" Zhong Wanqing is undoubtedly a
She has a straight temper, especially when it comes to work, she hates evil as much as she hates it, and she can't stand a grain of salt in her eyes.
In addition, the situation just now was indeed critical. If someone hadn't remembered to lift the vaginal leg, no one can guarantee how the situation would have evolved next.
Not to mention that if something goes wrong with Xiao Tang or even Tangdou, it will bring unimaginable consequences... Anyway, Zhong Wanqing thinks to herself that she will never forgive herself easily!
Because of this, the more I thought about it, the more scared I became, and the volume of my voice became louder and louder, and it seemed that I couldn't hold on to the fire. At this moment,
"Um, Aunt Qing, and the boss?" The little girl who was standing aside finally came to her senses, interrupted, pointed to the iron plate on the mobile food cart next to her, and reminded weakly,
"The pancakes are gone... Well, can we still make those two egg pancakes?" After a pause, he touched his belly and stuck out his tongue a little embarrassedly.
"I'm not full after dinner. I'm a little hungry."
"Uh... I can do whatever I can! I didn't perform well before, but there will be no problem this time!" After saying that, the plainclothes boss looked at Zhong Wanqing, who opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but finally waved angrily.
"Look what I'm doing, I can't make egg pancakes. I'll settle the score with you later!"
"Okay!" Lao Huang stepped on the wind as if he had been granted amnesty, and quickly slipped back to the back of the dining car. He thought of something again, raised his head to find Tang Chao, and nodded proactively, with a solemn and sincere tone.
"Thank you, little brother. I'll change the number later. When you are free one day, I'll treat you two brothers and sisters to dinner. By the way, those feet just now are so beautiful!" Tang Chao touched his nose after hearing this and looked at the man on the ground.
Tao's hostile gaze gradually softened, and he whispered softly: "The thief shouldn't think it's beautiful..."
"Eh? Hahaha! Little brother's speech is interesting. I, Lao Huang, have decided to make you my friend!"
"How dare you act stupid! What's the matter, mistress, are you not convinced? Do you want revenge? Do you know why we arrested you this time?"
"Okay, help him up, go back and try again." Looking at the passers-by and citizens gradually gathering around him, Zhong Wanqing made a decision immediately,
"Let Lao Zhao and the others who are ambushing in the community withdraw. Dayong, you go and bring the car over." While waiting for the car and the egg pancakes, Zhong Wanqing briefly explained the situation.
It turns out that the young man called the Third Master is a tomb robber, his real name is Liu, and he is the third youngest. Despite his young age, he has quite a lot of experience in the industry.
Since I was a child, I have traveled around with a few elders of the clan, beating up others along the way. Through my hearing and seeing, I have a good understanding of all the ways in this industry.
Yes, compared to Lao Huang's egg pancakes, Liu San's tomb robbing is a real family craft. But as the saying goes, if you often walk by the river, your shoes will not get wet.
While working in the fields, this family-style tomb robbing gang was caught and arrested on the spot.
The elders went in to use the sewing machine without any suspense, but because of his age, he was released after some education.
I thought that after this experience, he would be able to turn over a new leaf. I never thought that instead of reflecting and repenting, he would instead rely on what he had learned as a child to go back to work and resume his old career as an adult, and he was very prosperous for a while.
Until today, I repeated the same mistakes as my elders and got caught...
"Speaking of it, this boy is considered a legend. He doesn't even have a primary school diploma, but he is so accurate when looking for burials. The local masters who work with him all admire him. He is considered a senior citizen at a young age, so he is called a mistress. It's a pity that he doesn't
Taking the right path is a waste of the talent given by God." Zhong Wanqing shook her head and sighed with emotion.
That's me you haven't seen in my previous life. At that time, I was regarded as a god, the Spear God of the Tang Dynasty... The fountain shooting skills of the Damn!!!
"How did you find me?" The person who asked the question was naturally Liu San, with his legs crossed and squatting slightly on the ground. It was obvious that the pain was not gone, but he could speak at least, with an unconvinced look on his face.
"Except for working, I never come into contact with others, and no one knows where I will end up!"
"Ha!" Zhong Wanqing glanced sideways and sneered disdainfully,
"I admit that you are really good at robbing tombs, but in other aspects, you are still young!" Liu San was speechless after hearing this.
A young policeman next to him might have seen some tomb robbing movies, and he wanted to take the opportunity to make a conversation, so he asked curiously: "Liu San, you have visited so many tombs, you must have encountered many agencies. Do you have any impressions?"
Seriously, tell me?"
"Yes, that's what happened." Liu San replied listlessly.
"What?"
"Public Security Bureau."
"..."
"Pfft - I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" The little girl couldn't help laughing and waved her hands to apologize.
"Ahem! Stop talking nonsense, the car is here, take him to the car." Zhong Wanqing twitched the corner of her mouth, almost didn't hold back, turned her head,
"Lao Huang, can you make it now with two egg pancakes?"
"Okay, okay, just put some sauce on it and that's it. Do you want sweet or spicy?"
"One is sweet and the other is spicy, thank you...huh?" Just as he was responding politely, a ding-dong-dong cell phone ringtone suddenly came from his pocket.
Tang Chao casually took out his cell phone, looked at the caller ID, and couldn't help but be startled. The caller was Xiao Cao, who owned a tattoo shop. He was a merchant on the same street, and it was upstairs or downstairs. It was normal to exchange numbers.
But obviously it won't be used too much. This kind of friendship will not be contacted even if there is nothing normal, let alone this late at night.
Something happened to the piano store? But what could happen to the piano store?... At the same time, outside the back door of the old city museum.
Ah Qing put down his cell phone, looked at Zong Qing who was bored and shrugged: "Ah Hua said that if the young master is not at home at this time, he should explain Buddhist scriptures to the believers in the park next door. Should we wait here, or should we wait here?
Go directly?" Zong Qing shook his head indifferently and walked to the car where he came from: "Forget it, it's just a daily visit. I didn't run into it this time, so I'll just come back next time." The little master in the two people's words naturally refers to Dadu Little Master.
Monk.
As a representative of Kyushu's rising high-end and almost invincible combat power, everything about the little monk, including daily life, is undoubtedly the focus of the territorial Lingjiang branch.
As mentioned before, the Lingjiang branch specially arranged a complete action team near the museum for this purpose, and the person in charge was none other than Ah Hua who was on the phone just now.
This is not to say that there is round-the-clock surveillance. In fact, from the uncertain whereabouts information Ah Qing just relayed, we can tell that the young monk is free to come and go, and no one will follow him around him at all times.
There is no need for it. Firstly, the young monk basically does not need protection. Secondly, the young monk’s daily schedule is really simple.
During the day, I stayed in the museum, and the activities ranged between the courtyard and the Buddhist artifacts exhibition hall. In the evening, I went to the park to explain Buddhist scriptures to the aunts and ladies who lived nearby.
Apart from that, there were basically no other itineraries, and everything was very peaceful - this was the conclusion drawn by someone who had been following it for several days.
The car bypassed the museum and drove onto the old street. The speed suddenly dropped significantly. The reason was not the evening rush hour, but the flaming snakes and billowing smoke rising into the sky on the roadside!
Is there a fire? This is obvious, and the scale seems to be quite large. Many shops on the street are covered by the fire.
Through the car window, his eyes passed by a door sign, and Zong Qing couldn't help but smacked his lips. Ah Qing, who was driving, was very sensitive and subconsciously turned his head to glance.
Without waiting to ask, Zong Qing raised his hand and pointed, frowning and recalling: "I remember this music store is the property of Target No. 1. Oh, no, to be precise, it should be the major shareholder." With just this sentence, you can hear it.
The amount of attention Zong Qing paid to Xie Wei or someone else could be described as light regardless of the details.
"Are there any small shareholders?" is the same sentence. It can also be heard that there is a reason why Ah Qing, who seems to be carefree, can become Zong Qing's right-hand man.
Look at this follow-up, it's quite in place, and it instantly captured the former's desire to drop his book bag to show off his memory.
As expected,
"Well, the brother of target No. 2, we have met before, that young man named Tang Chao. Ha, this name always sounds grand no matter when I hear it."
"So, at first glance, it sounds like you are not the type to work in our industry. The recognition is too high." Ah Qing added another sentence naturally, and then asked,
"What do you mean, do you want to go down and help, carry a bucket of water or something? Just do your best."
"Pull it down, call the fire alarm... Oh, no need." In the distance, the sound of a fire truck siren blaring, approaching quickly.
Stirring up this cool summer night, there are slight waves...