Chapter 413 God, You Must Protect Him From Illness and Disaster
Li Ye saw Lao Song extremely excited. Even if he had to guess, he could guess that the tall old guy was his enemy.
Old Song once said that he has two enemies, one is Colonel Nakamura, and the other is Lord Baylor Qiming. Nakamura Kenshou is from Fuso and has nothing to do with Guan Cihui, so this old guy is naturally that Lord Baylor!
Guan Cihui stood steadfastly on the mainland side of Zhongying Street, looking calmly at Mr. Baylor opposite him from a distance of more than ten meters.
The two men's bodies are straight, their eyes are clear, and they are full of momentum. It's like two swordsmen are using this silent method to suppress each other's guilt and expose weaknesses.
After a long time, Lord Baylor suddenly made the first move with a smile on his face.
He took two steps forward, stood on the center line of the small street, and said with a smile: "Guan Da, how have you been these years?"
Guan Cihui's eyes froze, she nodded stiffly and said, "Thanks to you, I didn't starve to death."
"Oh~, that's good." Master Beile said calmly: "You can come to Guangdong Province from the capital to see me, which can be said to be a word of 'righteousness'.
You can still call me "Lord" when we meet. We still have feelings for each other. Since you are affectionate and righteous, of course I can't treat you badly. You know who I am, so you know what to do next, right? "
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Guan Cihui shook her head slowly: "Times have changed, I have changed, Master. You have to change too."
Lord Belle raised the corners of his mouth and smiled playfully.
"Then tell me, how should I change? Should I turn into a toad and make you laugh? Or turn into a tiger and eat it in one bite?"
Guan Cihui's pupils suddenly shrank, and she suddenly recalled many past events.
The smiling old man in front of me was once scarier than the tiger.
The tiger is still full! But this old guy's appetite is like a bottomless pit, and he will eat people without even leaving bones and dregs.
what to do? Throw out everything in your pocket and feed the tiger?
Just when Guan Cihui was uneasy, a manager saw Lord Baylor standing on the center line.
Although Zhongying Street is very narrow, it is divided by the center line. According to regulations, you cannot cross it at will. Ordinary people run past quickly when the management is not paying attention. People turn a blind eye, but you stand on the center line and chat. , what if a person is blind?
So the staff member immediately scolded sternly: "That old comrade, take a step back and don't get close to the center line."
Mr. Baylor was stunned for a moment, a little angry, but he still took a few steps back. Then he said to Guan Cihui: "Guan Da, come here and let's talk carefully."
An invisible center line plays a magical role.
Guan Cihui, who had been a little scared just now, suddenly felt brave.
He shook his head slowly and said: "No, I'll just say a few words and leave. Our brothers have suffered a lot over the years for that batch of things. There must be an explanation."
Mr. Baylor narrowed his eyes, stared at Guan Cihui for ten seconds, nodded slowly and said, "Okay, I'll give you an explanation."
Guan Cihui immediately said: "Okay, we have a lot of each item. It's easy for you to ship the goods on Hong Kong Island. We'll split the items fifty-fifty."
"Ha~"
Master Beile laughed and said coldly: "You really dare to open your teeth when you pay fifty-fifty to the master. Do you believe I will kill you?"
Guan Cihui stared at Mr. Baylor, shook her head slowly but firmly and said, "You don't dare to come to the capital now, and you won't even dare to come to the capital in the future."
Mr. Belle suppressed his smile and said calmly: "Then do you believe that my report letter will put you in jail and your goods in the museum?"
"Pfft~"
Guan Cihui laughed and laughed several times before saying, "Sir, please stop joking. A broken household is a broken household. Why are you still pretending to be bluffing?"
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Lord Beile stared at Guan Cihui closely, as if he wanted to see into his heart through his eyes.
Guan Cihui was indeed a little afraid of him, but only a little.
[Hey, the trees fell and the hozens scattered, and the settlements were broken~]
Mr. Baylor smiled coldly and suddenly turned around and left, catching Guan Cihui off guard and making his heart that had just fallen suddenly rise again.
Guan Cihui instinctively wanted to chase after him, but looking at the old guy walking as fast as flying, she suddenly got cold feet.
Once he was afraid of snake bites and ten years of being afraid of well ropes, how could Baile, Lord Qiming, be just a poisonous snake?
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Guan Cihui was timid, but Old Song was not timid.
He saw Mr. Belle walking towards the gate in the direction of Hong Kong Island, and he immediately ran away and chased in that direction.
At this point, he could no longer hide the fact that he was lame.
In the rolling flow of people, a lame man turned left and right and ducked, pulling away pedestrians who were blocking his way. He felt like an agile monkey chasing his own flat peach.
It's just that this monkey's eyes are full of violence and his face is full of ferocity.
Closer, closer, Old Song's blood-red eyes could already clearly see the back of Lord Baylor's head.
The iron gall in his hand has long been split into two, one in each hand. After gathering enough strength, he can fly out.
Because entering Zhongying Street requires passing through a barrier, Lao Song could only bring these two things with him, otherwise he would definitely use a five-shot series to beat the old things in front of him into a sieve.
"Suffer death~"
Lao Song finally caught the opportunity and raised his hand to throw out the iron gall in his hand.
But two figures suddenly appeared in front of him, blocking his sight.
Two managers with vigilant faces grabbed Lao Song's arm with one hand and shouted sternly: "Where are you going? Bring your letter of introduction. Be honest and get checked!!!"
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Old Song was stunned for a moment, and tried to break free with all his strength, but the next moment, he found that the small electric baton in the hand of a certain manager had reached his waist.
Well, as long as someone presses it just that much, Lao Song will lie on the ground twitching all over, foaming at the mouth like a epilepsy patient.
"I"
Lao Song was about to cry but had no tears. He opened his mouth but could not speak.
But when the two managers saw Lao Song's appearance, they became even more suspicious and grabbed him to go to the management office.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, brothers. This is our fellow villager. He just found a liar. It was the same liar who defrauded him of 160 yuan last time."
Li Ye couldn't hide anymore, so he had to step forward to save Lao Song.
"Cheated one hundred and sixty yuan? How could there be a liar here? Do you think where has he gone? Take a walk and explain to us clearly over there."
Others refused to give up, and Lao Song finally came to his senses in time.
"No, no, no, this is my eldest nephew. He listened to my lies and actually believed it. These two eldest brothers took a step to talk."
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After a while, Lao Song walked back to Li Ye with his head lowered.
Li Ye snorted softly, pinched Lao Song's arm and pulled it into the corner. He used five or six points of force on his hand, which probably left him bruised for a week.
Arriving at a place with few people, Li Ye asked coldly: "Tell me about it! What did you want to do just now? You are very capable. You dare to kill people on the street in our territory? You are not afraid of being beaten hard by an old man, right?"
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"Are you mute? There are so many opportunities, do you have to do it in such a strictly controlled place?"
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Li Ye kept asking questions, but Lao Song lowered his head. He was no longer the smooth-talking old man he used to be, and he was as good as that boring gourd Wei Jiaxian.
It was hard for Li Ye to ask any more questions now. After all, it was decades of grudges, and it would hurt his heart to ask any more questions.
But Li Ye didn't ask, but Lao Song suddenly laughed.
"Hahahahaha~hahahaha~"
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Li Ye looked at Lao Song who was laughing so hard that he burst into tears and runny nose. He didn't know whether he was really happy or sad.
But Li Ye was sure that there was a fire in Lao Song's heart that had begun to burn uncontrollably.
Maybe if the two managers hadn't stopped him just now, he could have dragged Mr. Baylor and burned him alive together.
"I saw him, I saw him, God opened my eyes. That beast is not dead yet, he is not dead yet. Hahahahahaha~"
"Hahahahahaha~, he is not dead yet, God, please protect him, keep him healthy and safe, don't let him die early, be sure to wait for me hahahahahaha~"