Seeing that Master Dafang said this, Kong Dalong could only smile bitterly and said, "It seems that he can only forget it. I didn't expect that he would have such a backer behind him... Is my apprentice okay?"

The last half of the sentence was said to the man who ate noodles. When the car Qianzi rushed over, he was not injured by chopsticks, but he still said that he was as unconscious as Sun Desheng.

"It's okay..." The owner of the noodle shop said two words for the man, and then he walked out of the counter. After checking the unconscious Che Qianzi himself, he continued to say to Kong Dalong: "Don't worry, no matter what happened to him, it will be safe. Give you a reassurance. There is no underworld ghost messenger who can take him..."

This sentence came out, and the man with strange expressions on his face. He couldn't understand why Zuo Jue looked at this inconspicuous half-boy with a different look. This sentence was not for Kong Dalong to hear it, but was clearly suggesting that he could not touch this young man named Che Qianzi...

Sure enough, Zuo Jue immediately turned his head and said to the noodle eater: "No matter what holidays you had before, stop here. This child's backstage is not something you can mess with. Although your life and death are irrelevant, you are still listening to it in front of Yan Junjia. Can't you ruin the underworld because of your death, do you understand?"

The man could no longer speak, so he could only nod his head mechanically and signal that he could understand...

After hearing the boss's words, Kong Dalong's smile became strange. He leaned over and leaned into Zuo Zong's ear and said, "So, there is more than a set of life and death books in the underworld. Have you seen his background? Yes..."

"I have also seen your life and death flaws. Kong Dalong, you don't have much time." Zuo Jue didn't answer the old man's words. He looked at Kong Dalong from a high point and continued, "At that time, I'll give you some face and come up to pick you up in person... Kong Dalong, your life and death flaws are also very interesting..."

After saying that, Zuo Jue turned his head and nodded slightly to Guangren, saying, "Yan Jun is still waiting for him, let's take a step first. When I have time, I will ask your master and apprentice to have tea..." After saying that, Zuo Jue rolled his eyes and fainted on the ground. The noodles-eating person disappeared without a trace at the same time.

Seeing Zuo Zong and the man who had eaten noodles disappear, Guangren nodded at Volcano. The master and apprentice were thousands of years old, and their tacit understanding had reached its peak. The red-haired man nodded, and then took out a long incense from his arms. After folding the incense as big as a nail, he lit it. He immediately carried Sun Desheng and Che Qianzi out.

Guangren had already set up a formation in advance, and pedestrians would not come to the noodle shop. They had a mess of fighting inside just now, and no one saw it.

"I've lit the turbid brain, no one will remember this paragraph anymore." Guangren glanced at Kong Dalong, then pointed to Che Qianzi who was unconscious and continued: "Now everyone knows his relationship with Master Dafang. You are not intimate... I thought you would find a way to erase all the evidence."

Kong Dalong knew that Guangren misunderstood what Zuo Jue said, and at this time he had already made it clear that Che Qianzi was Xu Fu's illegitimate son. The old man didn't explain, and smiled bitterly. He said, "There is no way to erase evidence 100% in this world. It's not easy for me to do this. Two great masters, why don't you two think of a solution?"

"That's your business, it has nothing to do with me and Volcano." Guangren glanced at Kong Dalong and continued, "But it's a bit of a good thing. At least no one in the underworld dares to drive a car in front of him... It doesn't prevent your master and disciple from getting together, Volcano and I will leave first. Let's talk about your affairs later..."

After saying that, Guangren turned around and left the noodle shop. After they left, the formation disappeared. The people in the cold noodle shop woke up and forgot what happened just now. Why did he faint for noodle for no reason? This noodle shop seemed to have just had a fight, and it was a mess...

"Sorry, the two children just drank too much and started fighting in your store... How much loss is it. I'll accompany you." While speaking, Kong Dalong took out his wallet from Sun Desheng. However, there were only seven or eight bank cards inside, and he couldn't find a penny of cash.

Just when Kong Dalong was in a dilemma and wanted to look over his apprentice again, Sun Desheng, with his eyes closed, suddenly spoke and said, "The password is xxxxxx. You can take the black card of xx bank inside. This card has no card swipe, such a small amount of money is enough..."

Sun Desheng was pretending to be dizzy all the time, but Kong Dalong didn't have any surprise expression. He laughed and said, "I'll just say how could a bottle of wine knock Sun Juchang down? How about it? I heard everything I should have heard?"

It was meaningless for Sun Desheng to pretend. After giggling, he climbed up from the ground and said to Kong Dalong: "Old man, it's not me, Sun Desheng, to praise you. I have pretended to be dizzy too many times, and I found no more than five people. You are one of them... It's not me that I said. My brother almost died at the hands of that grandson just now, so I won't just forget it, right?"

"Sun Juchang, you said this, and you were so tough. Those who don't know would think you confiscate the fifty gold bars, and you can't just check and kill someone to silence..." Kong Dalong smiled and patted Sun Desheng's cheek, then continued, "Hurry up and pay the money. You two brothers will cause trouble if you drink too much. You can't let the boss compensate you."

Sun Desheng took out a black card and handed it to the noodle restaurant owner who was sent out, saying, "It's up to 20,000 yuan, it's my buddy to compensate you. It's not me that your cold noodles still taste old, but Mingtao fish is too hot and not delicious..."

After paying the noodle shop owner, Sun Desheng called again to call a taxi. While the car had not arrived, he said to Kong Dalong: "Old man, who is the one who wants my brother's life? What's the origin? He didn't even scratch the oily skin. Be careful that he will come next time... It's not me that we have to find a way to start first..."

"Sun Juchang, is he coming for you? My old son ate your melon." Kong Dalong smiled and looked at Sun Desheng, then continued, "You heard it just now, that person dared not touch a hair of my old son again. But it's hard to say that Sun Juchang. He will sooner or later send this to you."

Speaking of this, Kong Dalong laughed even happier and leaned into Sun Desheng's ear and said, "How about this, Sun Juchang, you can lend us two dollars. I helped you settle that person, how about it? Spending money to eliminate disasters is something that the best person does. I don't want your value, so I can just give it a card casually. I am a person who saves money, but I can't spend much..."

After hearing Kong Dalong's words, Sun Desheng also laughed and stuffed his wallet directly to the old man, saying, "Why just one card? There are eight cards in it, five domestic cards, three foreign cards. The password is the one just now. In this way, you follow me back to the polling bureau. I'm giving you five insurances and one fund, come to the polling bureau to be a director..."

"I'm old and have no life..." Kong Dalong opened his wallet with a smile, pulled out another black card. After returning the wallet to Sun Desheng, he continued: "It's not that I won't go, there are still some things I haven't finished. I can't pull it away, but Che Qianzi's child is much more useful in the polls bureau. Sun Julong, you know his life experience, so I don't need to say more, right?"
Chapter completed!