Wang Wenshan from Dongtang, a young man in suit and the woman in Hanfu, was sitting in a room.

Wang Wenshan gasped heavily. He knew that this was because of the last incident, and Qi Tian gave Dongtang a warning.

The young man in the suit sorted out his collar: "Qi Tian's arrogance is indeed beyond our expectations. He dared to kill Huang Fu. He is really not afraid of our Dongtang."

The Hanfu woman smiled slightly: "At the same time, she also showed her strength. Huang Fu is not a fool. There are always people around him. If Qi Tian can kill Huang Fu so easily, then he must kill Huang Fu quietly. the person.”

"Qi Tian! Damn it! Damn it!" Wang Wenshan's eyes were red, and he wanted to swallow Qi Tian alive with that tone.

A phone ringing sounded.

Wang Wenshan glanced at his cell phone, took a deep breath, and answered the phone.

A voice came from the other end of the phone: "What are you planning?" Kanshula

Wang Wenshan's face suddenly became respectful and said, "Qi Tian is openly provoking us. If we don't respond, it will really make Qi Tian feel that we are easy to bully! So what about Tian Yin being his territory? The underground of the five western provinces are all from our East Hall!”

The person on the other end of the phone smiled: "It has been a long time since no one dared to provoke our Dongtang so much. The matter suddenly became interesting because of this Qi Tian. We can't argue if we don't treat this a little."

Wang Wenshan immediately replied: "I understand!"

The other end of the phone was hung up on his own initiative.

Wang Wenshan showed a fierce look in his eyes: "Since we want to start a war, don't blame us for using any means. Qi Tian, ​​you are very capable of fighting, are your parents so capable of fighting too!"

Wang Wenshan gritted his teeth and called: "You can prepare now and set off for Tianyin. Tomorrow night, I will see Qi Tian's parents' heads on my table!"

night.

Qi Tian returned to the city and called a number: "Call two masters here to protect my parents, how to arrange it specifically."

After saying that, Qi Tian hung up the phone and went home to sleep.

Qi Tian rarely goes home, and as soon as he enters the house, Wen Suhua nags him, and Qi Tian listens honestly.

Qi Dongsheng suddenly said, "By the way, I haven't been to see Liu Yi for a long time. I'll go and see it in a few days."

"Yes." Wen Suhua nodded, "Buy something more."

When Qi Tian heard this, he felt a little headache. When the two elders saw that Liu Yi's legs were healed, they would definitely ask. After learning that it was his own treatment, they would definitely ask for an explanation.

Sometimes Qi Tian doesn't know how to explain these things.

Let’s talk about it then.

Qi Tian lay on the bed and slept beautifully.

The next morning, Qi Tian and his family went to the store together.

Now the store decoration has reached its final stage. You only need to lay the floor tiles and you can enter the table, chairs and benches.

The tiles laying master is a man in his thirties.

Qi Dongsheng saw the tiles laying master curiously and asked: "Hey, where is Lao Zhang?"

"His family has something to do. Don't worry, I'm good at it." The new master smiled shyly at Qi Dongsheng, picked up a piece of ceramic tiles and layed them out.

Qi Dongsheng looked at it for a while and saw that the other party's skills were indeed very good, so he felt relieved.

It's almost noon.

Qi Tian said to Qi Dongsheng: "My parents, it's almost time to eat. Let's go out for a meal and buy a box lunch for the tiles master."

When Qi Dongsheng and his wife saw the time, they nodded and followed Qi Tian out of the back door.

As soon as the three of them left the door, the main entrance of the store was pushed open.

The one who came in was a young man in his twenties. After entering the door, he glanced at the room and said, "Where is the owner of this house?"

The tiles master was sweating: "I just went out." Anwu

"Oh." The young man simply found a place to sit down, "Master, how much does it cost to lay tiles this day?"

The tile master smiled honestly: "One Hundred Eight."

The young man curled his lips: "This is not profitable either. He doesn't even have 6,000 yuan in a month. Sometimes the money I earn in one day is enough for you for ten years."

"Oh." The tile master sighed, "We make money in different ways. In this industry, we make hard money. You are making money by collecting lives. There are two things."

The young man's pupils shrank slightly, and he immediately smiled: "It seems that you are waiting for me to come here."

The tiling master shook his head: "It's not that I'm just waiting here. Whether you come or not, I have to do this job. If you don't come, I will lay the tiles and install the house and go back. You want

Now that I’m here, I’ll do some part-time jobs.”

The young man stood up and narrowed his eyes: "You are very confident, but I don't know how long your confidence can last."

The tiling master still put glue on the floor and neatly pasted the tiles: "You, your tone of speaking exactly like that of Feiyu. How is he like now? Are he still alive?"

The youth's breathing became obviously rapid.

"Don't be anxious." The tiles master was still bowing his head and busy with his own affairs. "Your profession is most irritable, right? There are thick calluses on the index fingers of your left and right hand, and you will unconsciously

The reason for moving these two fingers is to always maintain the flexibility and acuity of the fingers. Those who play hidden weapons attach great importance to these two fingers. Feiyu practiced this at that time. This is his unique skill, and he will not be rumored.

I remember eleven years ago, he said that he accepted an apprentice and could inherit his legacy. It was you, right?"

The young man's face was covered with solemnity: "Who are you?"

The tile master took off his gloves: "How did Feiyu break his left hand? Have he not told you?"

"You are a craftsman!" The young man's pupils suddenly dilated, and his tone was filled with disbelief.

Craftsmen, more than ten years ago, were famous as terrifying powerful people from underground forces and were also a top killer.

In that era, the two words represented by craftsmen were death!

The young man has heard too many stories about craftsmen. Even the master he admires the most was cut off by the craftsman, so he washed his hands with a golden basin.

The craftsman smiled: "No one has mentioned this title for a long time. If you don't say it, I almost forgot."

The young man couldn't help but tremble: "How much money did Qi Tian give you? Can you ask you to come out!"

The craftsman shook his head: "Money is meaningless to people like us. We have enjoyed wealth and hardship, and we can live a life of all kinds. People like me are not big.

Just be as good as you want. Mr. Qi didn’t give me money. To be precise, I was serving him.”

"Serve? He?" the young man couldn't believe it, "Why should he?"

The craftsman said, "Because he is the Lord of the Dragon King Palace."

"Dragon King Palace!"

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