Chapter 124: No money or life

In early December, the temperature difference between morning and evening in Dali City is very large, and the streets in the early morning are a bit chilly.

However, Qi Fei's mood at this moment was like the climate of Inner Mongolia and Russia in the extreme north, with the wind and snow all over the sky.

In the hand, a man laughed a little happy: "I know you don't want to see me, but I miss you very much. So who do you think the initiative is in between us?"

Qi Fei was so angry that his body shivered slightly, and he asked coldly: "Cheng Moyan, what do you want?"

"What do I want? Then we have to chat slowly when we meet." The man smiled and said slowly: "I'll wait for you ten minutes, which is enough for you to return to the inn, so don't be late."

With a click, the phone hung up.

"If you ask this one, this one is more expensive, not a cent less than 800 yuan. Look, here, it is all inlaid with silver, which is not the same level as those wrapped in copper."

The stall owner spared no effort to sell his own products. Most of the people who bought Burmese swords were young people of this age. They liked swords and were rich, but they didn't know how to bargain. As long as they completed this business in one day, it would be enough to make money.

Wang Zhuo changed his knife and was about to ask for the price, but he was stabbed gently on his shoulder. He turned his head and it turned out that Qi Fei had come back after answering the phone.

"I feel uncomfortable in my stomach, so I'll go back first. You can take a look at it yourself."

Seeing that Qi Fei's face was a little bad, Wang Zhuo was about to stand up, but she held it down: "It's okay, just go back and take tablets. I'll come to you later."

"Okay, there is a medicine box in the car, and there is half a box of novfloxacin. If you need it, go and get it yourself."

Qi Feixingse left in a hurry. Wang Zhuo looked at her background and thought to himself that the food he ate yesterday was very hygienic. Why did he suddenly have a stomachache? Could it be that my aunt came to visit her? But her expression didn't look very similar, and she seemed to have some worries?

With questions, he turned around and pointed at the street stall: "This one, and this one, I want it."

Two knives are one long and one short, and the long one is a small waist knife, which is also the most expensive one on the entire stall. The blade and handle are about 65 cm long. The handle is made of natural textured sheep horns, which can be held together with one hand or both hands.

Of course, this knife has no edge, otherwise the Market Management Office would have banned the stall first.

The other knife is only the length of a palm, the handle and sheath are made of a thick and short buffalo horn. The blade after being pulled out is only seven centimeters long, with a sharp edge. It is as easy as cutting a sheepskin, and it is a rare good knife, but it only costs 200 yuan.

The stall owner thought that the young man would ask for one free one, but he didn't expect that the other party directly ordered 1,200 yuan, took the knife and left.

"If I had known this, I would have cost more." The stall owner shook his head in annoyance and continued to greet the customers.

Ten minutes later, Qi Fei, who was worried, returned to the inn. Cheng Moyan used his mobile phone to control it remotely and came to the teahouse opposite the inn. He saw this enemy and enemy at a tea table in the corner of the second floor.

Cheng Moyan is only 36 years old, but his hair is already a little gray. His height of 1.75 meters is slightly outstanding among the people of Jiangnan. He is thin and wears a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, giving people a feeling of reading poetry and books.

"Xiao Qi is more beautiful than before. It seems that she is nourished by love, right?" Cheng Moyan smiled and looked at Qi Fei up and down, with a little unscrupulous look.

"Cheng Moyan, I'm here to see you, not listening to you talking nonsense." Qi Fei stood at the table with a blank expression, his voice was cold.

"Then I'll say less nonsense." Cheng Moyan chuckled and raised his chin: "Why don't you sit? Do you want the entire second floor guests to pay attention to this place?"

Qi Fei had to sit down in a piss. Cheng Moyan liked the feeling of taking the initiative and standing in the upper hand to talk, and smiled happily.

He picked up the teacup and took a sip, and asked slowly, "I heard that you have developed in recent years and have opened your own company in Jiangzhou?"

Qi Fei said coldly, Cheng Moyan didn't care, and continued to say to himself: "But I haven't been doing well in the past few years. Look at me, now I can only go to the ghost place of Dali, set up a street stall on the side of the road, help others see palmistry and fortune-telling, and earn a few rewards to live."

Qi Fei sneered and said, "That's your own fault."

"I'm taking it upon myself?" Cheng Moyan was touched by the wound and asked back a little seriously: "If it weren't for that matter, I would have been treated at least as a deputy director. I did it right, but I was just unlucky!"

Qi Fei looked at him coldly. The man performed almost all the scenes of unfaithful men in soap operas. She had vaguely guessed the next plot.

Cheng Moyan began to tell his own experience like bitterness. It was nothing more than that after he dumped Qi Fei and became Chen Shimei. After he finished his engagement drink, his future father-in-law was under double supervision. After that, his fiancée left the country and the school sent him to the cold palace. All the things that followed.

Among them, he only told the unfair treatment he received, but did not mention the harm he caused to Qi Fei at all. He also had regrets about Qi Fei. He knew that he had lost his job as a university lecturer, and the responsibility should be attributed to Qi Fei rather than him.

As he listened, Qi Fei finally couldn't help it, interrupted his complaint and sneered: "Cheng Moyan, you were punished by the Party and expelled from the school. Why are these two things considered to be on my head? If you did something bad by yourself, why should you blame me?"

Cheng Moyan also sneered and pointed at Qi Fei and said, "Don't think I don't know. If you didn't report me, how could the school know what I did? Why should I punish me? Who else can do this except you? There is no need for evidence!"

Qi Fei was so angry that he opened his mouth twice and didn't say anything. Cheng Moyan continued to sneer: "I'm speechless, right? Then I won't talk too much to you. Let's talk about the serious matters!"

Qi Fei took a deep breath, barely calmed his anger, stared at him and asked, "What's the matter?"

Cheng Moyan laughed disdainfully: "Please take your phone to the desk, turn off the recording, don't play tricks with me."

Dong! The phone was thrown on the table, Qi Fei stretched out his finger, pressed the recording, and looked at Cheng Mo Yan coldly.

"Just know how to cooperate." Cheng Moyan nodded with satisfaction, and then said: "You have sent it now, but I am hiding in this remote place to make money, so I think this is a bit unfair and want to borrow some money from you to do business."

Qi Fei curled his lips and made an expression that I knew, "How much do I borrow?"

"I wanted to borrow 100,000 yuan, but when I saw the car my little boyfriend drove, I changed my mind again." Cheng Moyan tapped the table with his fingertips and said proudly: "So I want to invest more, so I'd better borrow 200,000 yuan."

Qi Fei picked up the teacup and poured it on the hateful face. Unexpectedly, Cheng Moyan was already prepared and pulled a wooden board standing beside the table to block the two of them.

It turned out that this was a small blackboard for fortune-telling and advertising. It was painted with colorful chalk on it, and there were some promotional texts. When Cheng Mo Yan blocked it, Qi Fei's tea splashed back immediately. Although not much, it also left some ugly colorful water spots on her snow-white sports jacket.

"You are still as impulsive as you were back then." Cheng Moyan put down the blackboard, pointed at his right cheek, and smiled faintly: "The two dentures I have here are for you."

"What if I don't lend it?" Qi Fei held the cup tightly and looked at the thing with a human face and beast heart coldly.

"It doesn't matter if you don't borrow it," Cheng Moyan shrugged indifferently: "I recently discovered a black Internet cafe with no surveillance cameras and no need to register an ID card to surf the Internet. What would happen if I went there to upload something and sent it to Tianya?"

"bite!"

A crisp sound spread throughout the second floor. It turned out that Qi Fei smashed the teacup in his hand on the teapot, breaking it into pieces. She grabbed the largest piece and stood up and rushed towards Cheng Moyan.

Cheng Moyan hid back in panic. He had experienced Qi Fei's appearance when he burst out. The two dentures in his mouth were a lifelong inscription. There is one thing he has no doubt about. If he doesn't run away, this woman will really dare to take his life!

The former university lecturer, who was powerless, had no chance of winning in front of the desperate woman. Cheng Moyan now felt regretful. He thought that this woman had been smoothed out after so many years of entering society. Unexpectedly, she was still as passionate and strong as she used to be!

Seeing that the blood-dripping porcelain pieces were about to slash Cheng Moyan's neck, a pair of solid and powerful arms suddenly appeared, holding Qi Fei, who was blinded by hatred, she stabbed the porcelain pieces on the arm that was blocking her without hesitation, but was grabbed by her wrist and could no longer make any progress.

Qi Fei, who was jumping his feet, was about to struggle, but a familiar voice called her back to reality. "Sister, it's me."

The fingers were broken open, and the porcelain piece fell to the ground with a silence. Blood quickly poured out from the cut wound in the palm of his palm, falling drop by drop onto the floor.

With a tearing sound, Wang Zhuo tore off a sleeve of his shirt, twisted it twice and quickly wrapped it around her hand, temporarily stopping the blood flow.

"Calm down and leave the rest to me."

Although Qi Fei's injuries may not be minor, Wang Zhuo did not intend to leave. Instead, he pulled a chair and pressed Qi Fei to sit on it.

Cheng Moyan stood in the corner with a gloomy expression. The situation had exceeded his expectations. Wang Zhuo's sudden appearance was even more obvious. He kept paying attention to the direction of the inn through the window and did not see Wang Zhuo coming back at all. He didn't even know how Wang Zhuo found this place.
Chapter completed!