Chapter 66

Money!

Stacks of hundred yuan bills are neatly stacked into a pile.

Huben had never seen so much money before. His eyes stared like copper bells. When he reacted, he quickly tied the mouth of the bag: "I don't want it!"

Jiang Fuyue raised her eyebrows.

He was worried: "it's not a business. I don't want money!"

Quite wronged.

"You don't need to spend money to get in and out of the bar? You don't have to pay for ordering bags?"

The tiger was embarrassed.

Jiang Fuyue pushed directly in front of him: "it's not a reward, it's an expense, a total of 100000. Refund more and make up less. Don't forget to keep an account."

"OK!" tiger Ben nodded again and again.

"Call me if you have news." with that, Jiang Fuyue got up and left.

Seeing people go far, Hu Ben takes back his sight, quickly holds the money in his arms the next second, and looks around vigilantly.

Suddenly, he made a move, lowered his head, looked at the black plastic bag in his arms, felt the heavy weight of 100000 yuan, but his eyes were at a loss.

If he remembered correctly, Jiang Fuyue came with this plastic bag. After sitting down, he put it at his feet like garbage. Who could have thought it contained money?

Of course, none of this matters.

What matters is, why does she carry so much cash with her?

It's like knowing it will work

The night wind swept by and poured into his neck. The tiger ran shivered. When he recovered, he found that his back was already wet.

……

At the moment of passing Zhong Ziang, Jiang Fuyue didn't recognize him, but she still looked straight at him.

Zhong Shao: "what do you mean?"?

"Jiang Fuyue, stop!"

I didn't stop at my feet and turned a deaf ear.

Zhong Ziang was so excited that she started to catch up. An anti super blocked the way. Now she had to stop.

"Get out of the way." the tone was suddenly cold, and the black pupil under the street lamp reflected the cold light.

"Don't let it," the boy laughed wildly, full of ruffian flavor, raised his jaw with innate pride, "see what you can do with me."

Handsome is handsome, cool is also very cool, but especially... Owe a call.

Jiang Fuyue's fingertips moved slightly and her hands itched.

Zhong Ziang looked at her fist clenching action and immediately became vigilant. He couldn't help but didn't step back. He shouted with a thick neck: "I'm warning you. A gentleman doesn't do anything! If you do this again, I'll be impolite!"

"First of all, I never said I was a gentleman. Second, I didn't intend to do it, but your words successfully aroused my curiosity. I just want to see how you can be rude."

Then, before Zhong Ziang reacted, he punched directly.

Bang——

Fast and accurate.

Until Jiang Fuyue stopped and left, he didn't react and his eyes were covered.

For a long time——

I was beaten?

Slot!

I was beaten by her again?!

Mom, the linhuai routine is too deep. I want to go back to the imperial capital!

But Jiang Fuyue left the scene without burden after teaching herself to be a man.

Turning the corner is the main road. I'm not worried about Zhong Ziang catching up. Even if she catches up, it's a big deal to teach again. Anyway, she has plenty of time.

Suddenly, Jiang Fuyue stopped in place, and his fierce eyes fell not far ahead.

I saw a tall figure turn out from the corner. The street lights were dim and yellow. It hit the man's cold and handsome face with a hazy texture, adding mystery.

"Is it appropriate for Miss Jiang to do it to my nephew again and again?" her calm voice and indifferent eyes, without any anger, made people's shoulders sink.

Jiang Fuyue slowly raised her eyes. Even if there was a natural height gap between the two, her momentum did not fall. "I think Mr. Xie should ask your nephew first. He blocked me again and again. Is this appropriate?"

Xie Dingyuan frowned.

When Jiang Fuyue went straight ahead and passed him, he suddenly said, "life without poison is incomplete, so I don't mind letting you all feel..."

You?

With that, without giving the other party any reaction time, Jiang Fuyue rushed to him, grabbed the man's wrist with his left hand, buckled the biceps with his other hand, and his feet were parallel and slightly wider than his shoulders, and then made a sudden effort forward

Xie Dingyuan only felt a faint fragrance, and the woman's breath was close at hand. Across the thin clothes and cloth, a strange and novel touch washed his brain, leaving him in place and unable to move.

Suddenly, my body lightened, and then the scenery in front of me was spinning.

When the reaction came, he had fallen to the ground, and the woman stood next to him, looked at him condescending, with a smile on the corners of her eyes and eyebrows.

"Feel it? Uncle Zhong Ziang."

At that moment, as like as two peas in his nephew, Xie Dingyuan's eyes were not alike.

"You --"

"Last time you put me down, this time I threw you," Jiang Fuyue interrupted him. "It's fair that we come and go, isn't it?"

After saying that, regardless of the other party's reaction, he left.

Two minutes later.

Zhong Ziang chased out of the alley with his chin covered. When he saw Xie Dingyuan suddenly brake, his hand also followed and put it down: "cough... Uncle, when did you follow?"

"Just arrived."

I don't think I saw him beaten by Jiang Fuyue?

Zhong Ziang put his palm on his trouser leg and began to rub back and forth secretly, trying to rub off the mud on it.

At the same time, Xie Dingyuan quietly smoothed the folds of his cuffs.

"Well... Uncle, did you see Jiang Fuyue go out from here?"

"No."

"Oh." suddenly, Zhong Ziang's eyes fell on Xie Dingyuan's shoulder, as if he saw something incredible.

The latter looked at himself, and the next second, his eyebrows suddenly twisted.

Zhong Ziang swallowed his saliva and said in an uncertain way, "uncle, your shoulder seems... Stained with ash?"

To tell you the truth, he doesn't believe it.

Xie Dingyuan's obsession with cleanliness has reached a point where even people like Xie Yunzao, who are used to tolerance, accept incompetence. How can they allow their shoulders to fall gray if they can't find any wrinkles in their shirts and trousers?

"Well," Xie Dingyuan's expression remained unchanged, "I didn't notice. It's dirty."

Zhong Ziang nodded, and his eyes were stunned again. Why, why are there on his trouser legs?

"Go home." Xie Dingyuan raised his chin and motioned him to go ahead.

Zhong Ziang was full of doubts, clouds floating and fog moving forward.

Xie Dingyuan was half a step behind, and his posture was calm.

If Zhong Ziang goes around behind him at this time, he will find that his old uncle is more than shoulders and trouser legs. The whole back is gray and wrinkled, like oil residue

Unfortunately, young master Zhong didn't realize it. Now he just wants to: I have a little secret that can't be found!

Xie Dingyuan: Well, I also have a little secret.

At this time, Jiang Fuyue, the "secret creator", has swaggered across the road and stopped in front of a barbecue stall——

"Ten catties of crayfish, fifty strings of palm treasures, 40 strings of squid whiskers, 30 pieces of roasted tofu, plus 20 pieces of eggplant with minced garlic and 10 chicken wings - packed."

Boss: "?" stared at the dog.

Diner: "!"!

Jiang Fuyue: "remember to bake well, don't be too spicy."

"... OK, OK."