Chen Hao took some bandages and anti-inflammatory drugs from Xiaohua's friend and bandaged Pan Zi's wounds.

After bandaging the wound, Pan Zi waved his hand and said, "It's okay, this injury is nothing to me. Let's go up quickly and don't let the third master wait for a long time."

Chen Hao nodded in agreement. He knew Pan Zi's physique, and this injury did not have much impact on him. Because of his existence, Pan Zi's ending was much better than the original work.

Immediately, Chen Hao picked up the unconscious Wu Baqiu on the ground, supported Pan Zi with one hand, and walked up to the second floor of the teahouse.

Chen Hao was extremely strong. The man with a weight of more than 160 pounds was carried away by him with one hand like a chicken. He immediately stunned everyone and gave way to the two of them with fear.

Soon, after the two of them went up the stairs, they arrived at the second floor of the teahouse. Huo Xiuxiu saw Chen Hao carrying someone upstairs with one hand, without any effort, and her beautiful eyes suddenly stared at the boss.

"That man is so fierce..." Xiuxiu opened her mouth slightly and muttered in admiration.

There is a corridor in the middle of the second floor of the teahouse, with small private rooms on both sides, and people standing in the middle of the corridor. When Chen Hao and Pan Zi came up, they all gave way to them with fear.

As soon as I came here, I smelled a strong smell of smoke. Both sides were partitioned walls made of bamboo. I had painted many times and had not changed it for many years. The aged smoke smell could not be washed off.

Pan Zi walked in front to lead the way, Chen Hao followed him to the end of the corridor, opened a curtain and entered a large private room inside.

In the middle of the private room was a mahogany table, squarely placed in the center of the room, with only one table placed there, and Wu Xie pretended to be "San Master".

The girl Xiuxiu was holding her bun and making tea there in a strange way.

On both sides of the room were mahogany chairs with six panlong silk cushions. Several chairs were all empty and were for the big guys who handed over the account books.

There is a window next to it, and you can see the situation downstairs at a glance. The masters in the hall just now stood here and watched the situation downstairs.

Looking down, there were crowds of people. The shops at various halls surrounded the entire teahouse and were full of cars. If you didn't know, you thought it was a ticket station for Spring Festival travel.

After entering the private room, Chen Hao threw the turtle baqiu in his hand aside like garbage.

Chen Hao is not Wu Laosan's friend, but a master he invited from high to top, and his status is much higher than that of Pan Zi, who is a maid.

Seeing him come in, Wu Xie pretended to be the third master, pointed to a chair on his right hand and signaled him to sit there.

There were only three chairs there, for Xiaohua, Huo Xiuxiu, and Chen Hao, while Pan Zi sat farther because he had to collect the account books added to each hall.

At this time, Xiaohua was talking to his men. After finally finishing his words, he came to Wu Xie and said a few words, and also showed his flip phone to Wu Xie.

At this time, Wu Xie was wearing Uncle San’s mask, and there was no expression on his face. He just took a look and returned the phone to Xiaohua.

Then, Wu Xie winked at the fat man next to him.

Pan Zi cleared his throat and shouted to the private room outside: "Everyone, the third master has asked him to hand over the things!"

As soon as his voice fell, the surrounding private rooms immediately heard the sound of moving chairs, which was very noisy.

After a while, I saw the curtains being lifted up, and a person walked in from outside. In an instant, the private room was full of people.

Among the crowd, there are all kinds of monsters, tall, short, fat, thin, women, etc., all of whom are over 30 years old.

Xiaohua's friend moved out four redwood chairs with Panlong silk cushions and moved them opposite Panzi, which were for the bosses at the four lobby entrances to sit.

Under the power system of San Uncle, the ranks are clearly defined, so the seats are also ranked according to their status. They can sit in any position of their status, and they cannot be confused at all.

The general structure of this system is two parts: one is to go to the ground to get goods, and the other is to find channels to distribute.

The platter for getting goods in the fields is called "Lama Pan", and the other one in charge of distribution is called "Ma Pan".

The way these two systems work is as follows: People like San Shu are called "iron chopsticks", they are exploiters of the entire industrial chain. They monopolize the best resources in the entire industry, including the location information of ancient tombs, tomb robbery technology, and the identification of underworld tools.

These "iron chopsticks" hand over the location and information of the ancient tombs to the "Lama plate" below to do it, which is the lama in jargon.

Once an ancient tomb with great value was discovered, the "Iron Chopsticks" would send his "Chopstick Head" to lead the Lama Pan to explore the tomb together. Pan Zi is the famous chopstick head under Wu Laosan.

When the Lama Pan went to the ground to pick up the goods, the people in the Ma Pan were not idle either. They were waiting aside. As soon as the things were unearthed, they immediately contacted buyers from various channels to distribute the things they had.

This system is extremely fast. As long as it is not caught on the spot, the only ones who die will be the horse pan. Lama pan and iron chopsticks will not be affected at all.

This is why tomb robbery has been repeatedly banned.

For people with iron chopsticks and lama plates, people with horse plates can replenish them at any time, as much as they want, and as many as they die, they will die.

Wu Laosan has a large number of horse plates responsible for distribution, but now they are only a few of the big horse plates.

As an iron chopstick, the only thing that Wu Laosan could fear was the four lama plates under his command, and the four chairs were left for the big bosses of the four lama plates to sit on.

Because these four people control the source of the entire industrial chain [女子]. Those who are responsible for distribution below must flatter these lama pans if they want to get good things.

Because they have the underworld weapon in their hands, they speak very well, and even iron chopsticks must be afraid of them. Although they are not the richest, without them, the entire industry chain will no longer exist.

In addition, none of the big guys in Lama Pan are easy to mess with, and they are all desperate people like Pan Zi.

Once you provoke the boss of Lama Pan, let alone you can't get the things, you might be killed on the second day. The rich are afraid of those who are alive, so many people are afraid of Lama Pan.

Nowadays, the people who are on the lama plate have a very ambiguous relationship with iron chopsticks like Wu Laosan. On the one hand, they expect iron chopsticks to take them to pick up the lamas and take out the things in the tomb to make a meal.
Chapter completed!