Huang Qi hurriedly picked up the lock that fell on the ground.

He turned around and explained to the two of them that his hand was slipping and he couldn't hold it. He asked Ji Yao who was caressing his chest with concern, "Didn't I scare you?"

Ji Yao waved her hand, even if she was startled, she had no intention of showing it in front of Huang Qi.

Huang Qi then invited the two of them into the warehouse to look at the goods. Without further words, he raised his legs to cross the threshold and stepped in first.

Fu Xiao did not answer Ji Yao's question. Instead, after Huang Qi entered the warehouse, he whispered in Ji Yao's ear: "Wait here first and count to thirty before coming in."

Before Ji Yao could react, Fu Xiao followed in single-handedly and gently closed the door with his feet.

"Where did this... come from?"

Ji Yao was left outside. He originally planned to push the door open and go in. When he heard the rustling noises in the room, he was immediately frightened and took back his half-stretched hand and started counting.

"One...two..."

There was a loud banging sound in the warehouse, and it seemed that none of the porcelain, copper basins and other things had survived.

Ji Yao swallowed his saliva and continued counting.

"eleven twelve……"

There was a loud wailing and two banging sounds coming from inside, as dull as a wooden stick being hammered against a sandbag.

Ji Yao took two steps back, leaning his back against the wall and continuing to count.

"Twenty-one...twenty-two..."

Before Ji Yao could count to twenty-three, Fu Xiao kicked the door open.

He didn't rush out, so he bent down to pick up someone, and then with a final kick, he "invited" the one covered in dirt out.

Ji Yao looked at it, wasn't it Huang Qi?

"My hero, have mercy on me! My hero, have mercy on me!"

At this time, there was a red blood mark on Huang Qi's face, right in the center, just like the painting.

He knelt on the ground and begged for mercy, raising his hands above his head and crying so hard that he looked like a human being or a ghost.

Every time Fu Xiao took a step out, he shivered and shrank back.

Shrinking and shrinking, he was almost at Ji Yao's feet.

Fu Xiao showed the stick on his back and said coldly: "Will you try to back up again?"

Huang Qi's face was red and white. When he turned around and saw Ji Yao with disgust written all over his face, he immediately understood and hurriedly crawled to Fu Xiao, crying: "Hero, hero! I'm coming here."

Come here, please spare me!"

"I'm just a businessman, not a hero."

Fu Xiao kept his face calm as he continued to panic, and with his hands busy, he broke the weapon he had just used to beat someone into four pieces.

Ji Yao saw Fu Xiao's weapon for the first time and stared at it intently.

As I said before, the Fu family's stick skills are superb.

Except for the Shaolin sect who can use sticks with bald heads and hairy heads, no one in the world dares to say that they are better than Jinyin Villa.

It's just that since Ji Yao met Fu Xiao, she had never seen a cylindrical object on his body. Other people's swords, guns, clubs, swords, halberds, hooks and forks were all weapons where the person was.

Unexpectedly, she couldn't find it on Fu Xiao, so she just thought it was a legend, but now she has experienced it.

It turns out that what people use is portable and detachable.

The stick is also exquisite.

Before Fu Xiao touched the machine, it was still running smoothly. With a little effort, it broke into four pieces.

In the middle of each section, there is a fine chain connecting it. If it is used in this form, it is not impossible, and the moves can be more weird than a straight stick.

They can also be gathered together, which is convenient for storage.

Ji Yao wanted to wait and see where he usually hid this thing, but it was obvious that Fu Xiao had no such idea.

The top priority at this time is to bring Huang Qi into line.

"Boss Xiao! It's my fault. Why don't you look at it and take whatever you want!"

Huang Qi suppressed a blush on his face, and the blood mark on his forehead became more and more conspicuous. Looking at him like this, he might have started to feel pain, but his expression was very ferocious.

"Hey - how can you just take other people's things?"

Fu Xiao lifted up his robe and knelt down, approaching Huang Qi. He used the protruding stick to slap Huang Qi's shoulder with a smile, and said one after another: "Everything is wrong."

I told you, I’m here to do business, but why can’t I understand you?”

The force was so strong that it shocked Huang Qi's heart and liver, causing pain all the way.

Huang Qi couldn't stand this kind of physical and mental torture. His legs suddenly lost strength and he couldn't even kneel down.

He simply sat down regardless and asked Fu Xiao in a loud voice: "Uncle, I admit my mistake, why don't I just do this business of yours?"

"If I can come to my door, of course you have what I want. How can I not do business if you say you won't do it?"

Fu Xiao suddenly raised his arms.

Huang Qi shrank in fear and subconsciously covered his face with his arms. He didn't wait for the expected new round of sticks before he opened his closed eyes.

Come on, the old man is waving his fan and watching the show.

Huang Qi cried with a sad face - maybe he didn't intend to continue to take action, and then he was just bluffing him and playing tricks on him.

If you bump into someone you shouldn't bump into, there's no dignity or face left at all.

Huang Qi was completely discouraged now, looking downcast like a half-dead man. He thought to himself why he was so short-sighted and wanted to deceive this martial arts master.

Seeing that the last bit of Huang Qi's stubbornness was gone, Fu Xiao felt that his goal was about to be achieved.

"Boss Xiao, you originally wanted to buy it from me... um..." When Huang Qi said this, he looked up and met Ji Yao's eyes.

He swallowed a mouthful of saliva, his mind racing rapidly.

The man over there who claims to be a businessman is already so talented, and the girl with him who has the same unknown origin may also be a ruthless person.

Thinking of this, Huang Qi's tongue felt a little uncomfortable.

He hurriedly forwarded a few words, blurring the pronunciation of "buy", and the sentence that slipped over became "What does Boss Xiao want to get from me?"

"If you insist on talking like that, then I don't want to hear it. I'm not a horse thief and a robber, so how can I say 'take'?"

Fu Xiao stood up, squinted his eyes and looked at the so-called warehouse that he had smashed into shape. He looked down at Huang Qi and exerted pressure with his eyes: "Is the Turtle Breathing Technique of the Jing Lin School still useful in water?

"

When Huang Qi heard this, his face turned pale, leaving only the red mark in the middle, which was hilarious.
Chapter completed!