In the early morning, a ray of sunshine shone in through the window. The bookstore owner Xu Tongshan gradually stopped sweeping the floor, and he looked at me expressionlessly.
I thought to myself and said, "The ancients said that a cunning rabbit has three burrows. According to me, you have more than just three burrows. You have changed your appearance and changed the world! The old scholar was not unjustly defeated."
He held the broom, frowned and said, "Young man, I smell the smell of alcohol on you. Are you drunk and talking nonsense here? I, Lao Xu, have been running this bookstore here for ten years. I don't know what you are talking about."
What kind of secretly fragrant book, shadow, or old pedant, if you are drunk and crazy, don’t do it here."
"Okay! Then do you dare to let me see your back!" I asked loudly.
"You young man, are you a policeman? Come to my place early in the morning and ask questions! Why should I show you my back!" He was a little angry.
I said with a cold face, "Your surname is Xu! Xiguatou's surname is also Xu! Your bookstore is opened across from Datang Foreign Trade Group! Xiguatou usually comes to you to buy books about little people! These are not coincidences! I think Xiguatou
Maybe the head is your son!"
I continued excitedly and said, "A few years ago, none of the people who talked about things in Shaoxing had the surname Xu! After the establishment of Datang Group, those people all disappeared overnight! I looked up Xiguatou's hard work experience and couldn't find it at all!
He seemed to rise to power overnight! This may all have something to do with you!"
He stared at me for several seconds and suddenly laughed.
"Boy, do you think you are smart? Do you think you have seen through everything? If I guess correctly, the phone in your pocket is recording right now, right?"
My face changed slightly.
He picked up the feather duster and casually dusted off the dust on the bookshelf. He said in a calm tone, "People die for money, and birds die for food. Money is always the most important thing in the world. What you know about my secrets is just that."
The tip of the iceberg, let alone that old scholar who pops up from nowhere, in my territory, even if the King of Heaven comes, it will be useless."
His tone was calm, but I could hear a fierceness in it, and I could hear a kind of lawless arrogance.
Brother Tian has told me before that the forces behind Watermelon Head are not easy to deal with. I think what Brother Tian is really afraid of is the fat-looking middle-aged man in front of me.
"Xu Tongshan", this name is definitely not his real name. If he was still alive at this moment, then I would definitely not dare to mention any information about his identity.
He told me, "You are right. The Watermelon Head Xu Shun you are talking about is not my biological son. He is my godson. When he was still young, I rescued him from the traffickers and let him take my surname."
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"So, you and Watermelon Head are both
Manichaean?"
He grinned and said, "How old are you still talking about Manichaeism? Now it's called the Wisdom Sect. Their nature is similar to those of the Huizhou Merchants Gang. They are a group of like-minded friends who gather together to advance and retreat together. The eight principles of life we admire are
The word is powerful, wise, pure and bright. My godson said you have some skills, do you want to join us?"
After he finished speaking, he pulled off his shirt and saw a tattoo of Manic inscriptions on his back, which was exactly the same as the tattoo on the back of Watermelon Head. He said, "Anyone with this pattern tattooed on their back is one of our people. No one in Zhejiang, Fujian, etc.
Dare to move."
I thought about it and took a deep breath, "Okay, I'll join your organization and get a tattoo on my back."
His expression was startled for a moment, then he burst out laughing, "You kid! I was just joking with you and you took it seriously! You don't even show off your monkey-like behavior by peeing! Are you qualified!"
I was looked down upon, but I couldn't show my anger, otherwise it would serve his purpose even more.
I said neither humble nor arrogantly, "I'm not qualified enough! But I have the ability!"
He looked at me with great interest and asked, "Oh? Then tell me what abilities you have."
"Measuring Chinese characters and telling fortunes, observing the stars at night, touching gold when the rooster crows, and looking for dragons and acupuncture points. These are my skills."
After hearing this, he clapped his hands and said, "It's not bad, it's just useless. In my opinion, your bragging ability is first-rate."
I smiled and said, "Uncle Xu, can I call you Uncle? I'm not here today to make trouble with you, and I don't want to join your intellectual group. I'm here today to express my attitude to you. Watermelon Head and I are
We are as close as brothers. If you are his godfather, then you are half godfather to me, Xiang Yunfeng. I can look after you, as long as you take care of me in Zhejiang."
"Uncle, don't worry. I have long forgotten about Anxiang Shuying. What status does the old scholar have? He dares to come to uncle to talk about you. He deserves to be in the end he is now!"
After saying this, I didn't blush and my heart didn't beat, waiting for him to express his position.
I knew that the person in front of me might be the underground king of Zhejiang, and his status was suspected to be the same as Tian Sanjiu. The difference between the two was that one was in the light, the other was in the dark, one was high-profile, and the other was low-key.
I wanted to become familiar with him, so I took the risk to meet him. Once my goal is achieved, think about it.
Tian Sanjiu protects me from the north, Xu Tongshan from the south
Cover me. In addition, I am a regular customer of the Changchun Society, Kuding of the Puppet Society, and a member of the Old Martial Arts Society. Looking at the black and white, three religions and nine streams, who dares to touch me when they are full and have nothing to do?
In a chaotic society, the winner has always been the king and the loser is the bandit. There is no shame in living under someone else's fence. Isn't the golden lin just a thing in the pond? It will turn into a dragon when the storm comes.
He sat on the cashier chair, poured himself a cup of hot water, blew on it and said, "Do you want to recognize me as a foster father like Xu Shun?"
I smiled and said, "Zhu Yuanzhang also stayed in Chun'an back then. He has dozens of adopted sons to his name. It doesn't matter if you have one or two more, Uncle Xu."
He smiled and said, "In that case, your surname will be Xu with me."
"This is it"
"Xu Yunfeng?" I recited it silently and said quickly, "If I just follow my surname, forget it. Our Lao Xiang family is a single lineage and cannot be lost here."
He put down the water glass and said, "Your personality is completely different from that of my godson Xu Shun. You are not ruthless enough and you are destined to be unable to help me. However, I appreciate your tact and courage. You dare to come here single-handedly to destroy my background. Are you really not afraid of me?"
Chop you into pieces and flush your flesh into the sewer?"
I smiled and said, "What am I afraid of? If you really wanted to do that, you would have done it a year ago when I first came to Zhuji. There are only two reasons why you kept me."
""First, I am useful to you. This is your territory. You have noticed us for a long time, but you have never intervened. I guess it has something to do with some of the objects left by Manichaeism in Qiandao Lake.
It is what you call a sacred object. After all, our northern faction is specialized in finding treasures, and this is one of them."
"Secondly, you know the relationship between me and Tian Sanjiu. The meaning of Watermelon Head represents your meaning. If I suddenly disappear, Tian Sanjiu will definitely get to the bottom of it. Then you will risk exposing your identity.
Watermelon Head beat me up that day. I guess it was your instruction behind it. You meant to warn me not to be too arrogant."
"Any more?" he asked.
"No, that should be it. These two reasons are enough." I thought for a while and said with a frown.
He took out a coin placed on the glass counter, took a brush and brushed the coins while saying, "In addition to the above two points, I don't want to kill you, and there is another reason you haven't guessed."
"What is it?"
He shook his head, "It's because of your master, the Northern Silver Fox. I don't want to form a deadly feud with someone like him."
I was stunned, I never thought about this!
He looked up at me and said calmly, "I'm not from your northern faction, but I have learned in detail about some of Silver Fox's previous games from other places. Compared with those of our mixed society,
When it comes to violence, strategy is often the most feared thing. Being able to study with someone with top-notch strategies all year round is a blessing in disguise."
He pointed at me with one hand and said, "Some of the games you have learned now are not as good as one percent of the Silver Fox."
After hearing this, I was unconvinced and said, "I'm definitely not as good as the leader! But you said I'm not even one percent as good as the leader! You're looking down on me!"
"Boy, you hang around under Silver Fox's nose every day. Do you really think that your master can't guess the things you do and all the things you guessed today?"
"Silver Fox must have guessed it, but he didn't do anything."
He took another sip of hot water and said to me, "When we masters play a game of chess, we often have to make one move and watch ten moves. Because your master has done nothing, which is equivalent to making no moves. I can't see it."
I don't know where he's going, so I don't dare to touch you rashly."
"I understand, kid? The combination of several reasons is why you can still see the sun now."
After hearing this, I rubbed my face vigorously and said nothing.
"Don't you want me to buy a dog from here today? Come with me."
"Buying a dog?"
I know this may be slang, but I really don't understand it.
He explained, "Dogs are guns, black dogs are black guns, fire dogs are muskets, air dogs are air guns, and dog food is bullets."
"Do you want to shoot a chicken for fun, or do you want to kill someone for fun? If you want to shoot a chicken, a five-point gas dog and lead bullets are enough. If you want to kill someone, then get a few
Black dog.”
I said I just want a small one! The smaller the better! The best one can be hidden in the crotch.
He frowned and said come with me.
I thought I would follow him to some secret warehouse, and maybe even blindfold him, but I didn't expect to follow him out of the bookstore and across the street.
There was a broken van parked here. He took out the key and opened the trunk. The seats were removed and a quilt was placed inside.
He lifted up the quilt and I was immediately frightened!
Long guns, shotguns, short guns, pistols, shotguns, everything is displayed in the car so blatantly!
I immediately turned around nervously, fearing that others would see me.
He manipulated these guns skillfully, and the sound of emptying and loading the gun sounded very smooth.
He picked out the smallest mini model and threw it to me and said, "Take it. It can fire three rounds. It's suitable for little ones."
