Text] Chapter 202: Fierce Battle at Zishan Mountain
? In summary, Tang Guobin is not optimistic that Xiao Xu will make money by opening a store. According to his estimation, he will lose money for at least half a year. Of course, someone can afford to lose this amount of money.
Xu Qing's face turned red with ridicule, and he could only shamelessly ask Tang Guobin for help.
Young Master Tang was very happy. He immediately took out his mobile phone and made a call. After a while, a smile appeared on his face again, and he said: "One manager and one deputy manager. The annual salary is tentatively set at 300,000 yuan. Gold and platinum in the middle and high ranges."
A batch of ornaments totaling six million, diamond ornaments totaling five million, mid-range jadeware, and twenty high-fiber bulletproof glass display cabinets..."
Xu Qing laughed as he listened to the series of professional words reported by Young Master Tang, and said to himself that it is convenient to have Brother Tang to protect him. It is enough to pay for business. Today's trip is the right one.
"The total is 16 million. We have all the purchase channels and other things taken care of, and we will bring in professional management talents. However, you can find someone to get the business license yourself. You can open the business the day after tomorrow at the latest."
Tang Guobin breathed a sigh of relief, but he still felt quite happy. The long-lost feeling came back. It felt good to be a brother.
Xu Qing took out a bank card and was about to transfer money to Tang Guobin, but unexpectedly he was pushed back with a slap.
"Brother, I'll give you this little money. Just go to Myanmar and help me pick out some good ingredients."
Tang Guobin reposted it happily. He just called the old man directly. All this was arranged behind the scenes by the person at the helm of Tang Family.
"Okay, our brothers will definitely make a lot of money from this public sale in Myanmar." Xu Qing patted his chest and made a confident guarantee.
The clerks had eaten and drank enough. Tang Guobin arranged for two 'Iveco' buses to take everyone home, and even saved Xu Qing's taxi money. The two brothers ran to the sauna center to take a bath and just put on their underwear.
The mobile phone in Xu Qing's pocket rang. When he took it out, he saw that it was an unfamiliar number.
The phone was connected, and a confused voice came into my ears: "Children, can you please tell me a favor?"
Xu Qing's heart was inexplicably frightened. Blind Zhou, what does he want from me? He said, "Okay, you can just decide on a place."
"The old blind man is waiting for you at Zishan fishing place."
There was a beeping sound from the other end of the phone, and Blind Zhou had already hung up the phone.
Xu Qing had an ominous premonition in his heart. Why did Blind Zhou come to find him at this time? Since he agreed, he had to find out.
After saying goodbye in a hurry, Tang Guobin went out and hailed a taxi from Taiwan and went straight to the Zishan Reservoir. It took nearly an hour for the taxi to arrive. He got out of the car and followed the path in his memory to the ford in a circuitous way.
From a distance, I saw Zhou Xiazi swinging his pole and throwing a black-backed carp that was more than a foot long onto the shallows. The fish bounced hard, trying to get back into the water, but it bounced further and further away, and its lips were weak.
He trembled a few times, opened his eyes and died.
There were many fish carcasses lying on the shoal. Zhou Xiazi swung his rod again and again to catch the lively fish onto the shoal and left them to fend for themselves.
Finally, a tenacious crucian carp bounced back into the water, and a smile appeared on Zhou Xiazi's face, as if he was rejoicing for the fish that had a lucky escape, and seemed to be hinting at something.
Xu Qing touched the dagger at his waist and strode over. Blind Zhou was still swinging, as if he didn't hear anyone approaching at all.
"Senior, you are so happy. These fish are very fresh. Why don't you give them to me and take them home to eat."
He bent down to pick up a small carp that was not dead yet and flicked it with his hand. The fish drew a bright black arc in the air and fell into the water, flipping its back and escaping.
Zhou Xiazi put down the fishing rod in his hand and turned around. He smiled calmly and said, "The fish will die when it enters the water, but it will survive, but someone must put it into the water."
Xu Qing seemed to understand something from the other party's words. The Liu family, which is in turmoil, is now like a dying fish. How dare this old blind man use things to describe people, and ask me to help the Liu family in a different way?
"Senior, are you referring to the Liu family?" Xu Qing was too lazy to type with Zhou Xiazi and simply pointed to the topic.
Blind Man Zhou responded: "The tree has dead branches. Now that the dead branches and leaves have been cut off, why would anyone still want to uproot the tree?"
Xu Qing smiled bitterly and said: "Whether it's uprooting trees or cutting branches, these things seem to have nothing to do with me, right?" He said in his heart, Xue Guoqiang could do whatever he wanted, and the trick of eradicating evil and doing everything had nothing to do with his buddies.
Zhou Xiazi's face turned cold, his eyes turned white as if he was staring at Xu Qing, and he said in a deep voice: "I want to kill Xue Guoqiang, what should you do?"
A cold murderous intention came with the wind. Xu Qing scratched his neck and said in a cold voice: "You know better than me what the Liu brothers are. Those who do evil will be punished. Today is their retribution. They have always been
I respect you as a senior. If you insist on killing Brother Xue, I, as your brother, will be a mallet to block the knife in front of you."
Blind Zhou tilted his head slightly, faced the sky and took a breath and said: "A battle between you and me is inevitable, so why not do it here!"
"Haha! Senior, if you want to fight with me, I won't let you go. But I'm going to say something ugly. No matter what the outcome is today, you can't embarrass Xue Guoqiang anymore." Xu Qing laughed twice and secretly moved his fists.
In fact, he didn't want to fight Blind Zhou, but since everyone was saying that they wanted to kill Xue Guoqiang, this fight would be impossible without a fight.
Zhou Xiazi bent the fingers of his palms into hooks and stretched them forward, assuming the posture of an eagle fighting a rabbit, and shouted: "I'm sorry!" He struck Xu Qing's chest and abdomen with his palms.
Before the palm could reach, the strong wind had arrived. Xu Qing's foot slipped, and instead of retreating, he advanced forward. He put his palms together as if worshiping the Buddha, and smashed down toward Blind Zhou's face. The fifth posture of the Zhengyang Palm was to use the Golden Crow to worship the mountain!
Zhou Xiazi smiled coldly, fell on his back, bent his body into an arch, pressed his palms to the ground, and kicked Xu Qing's jaw with two flying feet.
Xu Qing's blow missed and he fell down. Unexpectedly, Zhou Xiazi could actually perform such a difficult gymnastics move. He kicked him down with his toes and made the wind blow. He was shocked and retreated, avoiding his chin and chest and being hit by the opponent's toes.
I rubbed it on my left chest,
Zhou Xiazi alternately marched with his hands instead of his feet, kicking out his feet in rapid succession. It was as if his toes (5) had eyes, always chasing Xu Qing's vital movements.
Xu Qing had never seen this kind of fighting style before. He dodged left and right but still got kicked a few times. Fortunately, there were a few glaring shoe prints on his white casual clothes.
Fortunately, Zhou Xiazi's consecutive kicks were as fast as lightning, and he kicked his toes in succession, but the force was not very strong. Although it would not hurt his muscles and bones, pain and bruises were inevitable. Xu Qing was now exhausted from the kicks.
To deal with it, there is no way to fight back.
"Grandma, what a leg! I'll do my best!" Xu Qing shouted loudly, stepped forward, stepped down with his left foot and plunged into the mud with a pop, his palms were raised like wind wheels, and the seven-position Zhengyang palm was like the waves of the angry sea.