Chapter 389 Patience

Ye Qian knew very well that threats would not work against someone like Kong Hao. Kong Hao is a person who eats soft but not hard. To put it bluntly, he is called a dead pig who is not afraid of boiling water. He is alone, and he is already in his fifties. He has half his foot buried in the palace of the king of hell. How can he be afraid of you? kill him.

"No need, let's go, I'm going home!" After Kong Hao finished speaking, he walked straight into the distance.

Ye Qian smiled slightly, but didn't say anything. Wang Hu looked at Ye Qian and said: "Boss, what should we do? This old man is too shameless. In my opinion, it is so annoying. Let's just go and get that dagger back. Anyway, we are in charge of security work." The only ones are the people from our iron blood security company, it’s not easy to do this kind of thing.”

Helplessly glanced at Wang Hu, Ye Qian said: "Nimma, isn't this the same as breaking the job of our iron-blooded security company? It's okay, I am the most patient when dealing with people who have a bad temper."

"But we only have three days." Wang Hu said.

"Enough is enough, I will ask him to promise me today." Ye Qian said confidently. Wang Hu stared blankly at Ye Qian, somewhat puzzled why he was so confident. Just now, Wang Hu saw Kong Hao's appearance with his own eyes, and he was simply incapable of dealing with this kind of person. To deal with this kind of person, he can't be tough, and he can't be soft. Wang Hu really doesn't understand why Ye Qian is so confident that he can persuade Kong Hao.

"Okay, let's go too." Ye Qian said while walking in the direction of Kong Hao. Wang Hu shrugged, and had no choice but to follow up on foot, leaving the car there.

Kong Hao obviously felt that Ye Qian and Wang Hu were following him, but he didn't intend to turn around to question them, nor did he intend to drive them away, he just walked his own way. Although he is in his fifties and has been in prison for another 20 years, Kong Hao's body is still very strong, he walks like a dragon and a tiger, and he is very energetic.

Ye Qian didn't catch up either, but followed behind him unhurriedly, as if he didn't intend to talk to Kong Hao. This kind of behavior made Wang Hu confused, so he looked like Monk Zhanger couldn't figure it out, but he didn't dare to ask, so he followed Ye Qian silently.

It was getting dark gradually, and the neon lights on the side of the road were also lit up one after another.

Kong Hao turned seven times and eight times, as if he was walking around for the purpose of walking. Ye Qian was not in a hurry, he followed behind at a leisurely pace. Kong Hao was slightly stunned for a moment, then smiled disdainfully, turned and walked into an alley. There was a noodle stall inside, Kong Hao found a place to sit down, and shouted: "Boss, a bowl of beef noodles!"

Ye Qian also unceremoniously sat down on the ground of Kong Hao, without looking at Kong Hao, as if he didn't know him, and shouted: "Boss, a bowl of wonton noodles." Wang Hu was completely confused Confused, he had no choice but to sit down beside Ye Qian and shouted, "Boss, two bowls of dumplings."

"Okay!" The boss responded readily, and started to get busy.

Kong Hao glanced at Ye Qian and said, "There are so many tables over there, why do you insist on crowding with me?"

Ye Qian shrugged slightly, and said, "Feng Shui is better here."

"Humph!" Kong Hao snorted, stopped talking to Ye Qian, and turned his gaze elsewhere. Ye Qian didn't take the initiative to talk to him, but just looked at Kong Hao quietly, with straight eyes that made people feel a little creepy. If someone didn't know, they would think that Ye Qian was looking at some beautiful woman.

This is Ye Qian's unique skill, and he has practiced hard for a long time before he has the skill he has today. Back then when Ye Qian was a child on the road, in order to pretend to be cool and show off his aura, he had to train his eyes so that he could stare at the opposite side for several minutes without blinking. At that time, Ye Qian would often put a pen on the table after returning home at night, and then stare at it intently, seeing his own tears flow out until he couldn't take it anymore. Over time, Ye Qian also developed such sharp eyes, staring at a person for several minutes without blinking.

Not long after, all the things ordered by the three of them came up. Naturally, everyone eats their own food, and no one greets anyone. Ye Qian slowly peeled the garlic on the table, then poured some vinegar into his own bowl, and then slowly started to eat. Wang Hu was indeed starving. He already had a lot of food. He hadn't eaten anything since morning, and his stomach was growling from hunger. Now that he saw the dumplings in front of him, he naturally started to eat them. It's just that the sound of eating is really embarrassing.

Ye Qian and Kong Hao stopped when they heard Wang Hu's appalling sound of eating, and focused their eyes on Wang Hu. After a while, Wang Hu felt something strange, raised his head in surprise, and when he saw the eyes of Ye Qian and Kong Hao, he smiled awkwardly, and hastily lowered his voice of eating.

When Ye Qian and Kong Hao seemed to feel that the other party had the same movements and expressions as their own, they couldn't help being slightly stunned, looked at each other, and then lowered their heads to eat the things in front of them.

The atmosphere seemed a little weird, like old friends and strangers, it was really hard to figure out.

"Boss, put the money here!" Kong Hao took out five yuan and put it on the table, wiped his mouth with his hand, said, got up and left.

Wang Hu hurriedly stopped his movements, and when he was about to catch up, he found that Ye Qian was still slowly eating the wonton noodles in the bowl, as if he was not in a hurry at all, he couldn't help being slightly stunned, just now The body that stood up slowly sat down again.

Let alone Wang Hu, even Kong Hao felt a little strange. In his opinion, Ye Qian should continue to follow, but after he walked out of the alley, he didn't find Ye Qian following him behind, he couldn't help being slightly stunned, and secretly thought: "This kid gave up? Young people really are young people, buy patience."

Thinking of this, Kong Hao shook his head slightly, and continued to walk forward. However, just after taking a few steps, he suddenly felt someone following him, he was slightly taken aback, and when he looked back, it was Ye Qian and Wang Hu who had finished their meal. Ye Qian's pace was still so unhurried. When he saw Kong Hao looking over, he smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth, which made Kong Hao a little confused.

But Kong Hao was just a little stunned, then turned his head and continued walking, ignoring Ye Qian. However, Kong Hao's heart was still full of surprises, and for a while he really didn't know the reason for Ye Qian's visit. If Ye Qian is really the kind of antique dealer who is only interested in profit, he will definitely not do this, he will either force himself, or give up, and he will never follow behind him so relentlessly. Was it really something that made him want to pursue it? Not for money, not for fame, just for the attachment in my heart. Kong Hao thought secretly.

If this is really the case, Kong Hao still appreciates it. The reason why he chose this career was not because he wanted to make money or to be famous, but because of the sense of accomplishment in his heart, which was a kind of liking from the bottom of his heart.

Kong Hao didn't go home, but just wandered around, wandering around in the market, looking at this and that, but he didn't buy anything. Ye Qian did not tire of following behind him, he didn't catch up, and he didn't feel so boring, on the contrary, he felt like he was enjoying it. Only Wang Hu was sad, he had no idea what these two people were doing, he could only follow Ye Qian helplessly.

From six o'clock to ten o'clock, Kong Hao wandered back home. This ability of shopping is probably because women are afraid when they see it, right? But Kong Hao didn't seem to be tired at all, and he couldn't help but admire him for being strong and healthy.

Wang Hu was just a second-rate gangster in the past, so naturally he didn't have much exercise, so it's not difficult for him to kill someone, but this kind of walking shopping made him a little tired, so he stopped to rub his hands from time to time. leg. Ye Qian is different. Langya's training often involves walking tens of miles through forests and deserts with loads of tens of kilograms. Naturally, such trivial things as shopping are no longer a problem.

Kong Hao's home is on the first floor in a dilapidated residential area. The cement tiles on the wall have peeled off a lot, which is ugly. Opening the door, Kong Hao glanced at Ye Qian who was still following behind him, paused, and said, "Come in and sit down!"

Of course Ye Qian would not pretend to be polite at this time, otherwise he would be a fool, he said thank you, and walked in. Wang Hu heaved a sigh of relief, and hurriedly followed in, ignoring his image, and sat down on the ground. Ye Qian raised his eyes and looked around. There is not much furniture in the room, but there are many antique calligraphy and paintings. Ye Qian doesn't know much about these things, so he doesn't know whether it is true or not, but most of them should be false.

In the living room of about 20 square meters, there is only a dilapidated sofa and a coffee table with a kung fu tea set on it. Kong Hao closed the door and walked in, sat down on the sofa, looked up at Ye Qian, and said, "Sit down!" Then he began to boil water and make tea. Although the movements were slow, they were very rhythmic. It's like a pianist playing the piano.

Ye Qian didn't bother him, just watched quietly. Wang Hu watched helplessly, his throat was already dry and smoking, but seeing Kong Hao's posture, he really didn't know when he would be able to drink water. That pitiful appearance is a bit painful to look at.

Kong Hao brewed three cups of tea, made a "please" gesture, and said, "please tea!" As soon as the words fell, Wang Hu couldn't wait to pick up the teacup and pour it down in one gulp. Unfortunately, the little water didn't solve the problem at all. Not Wang Hu's current thirst.