He stepped on the wooden stairs and made a squeaking sound.

The interior decoration of the teahouse uses an antique style, and the antique looks more flavorful. Although the Black Widow Teahouse is of relatively low grade and has no taste, after all, they are still pursuing it tirelessly.

Xiang Cheng pulled his feet back and looked around subconsciously and vigilantly. The sound came in the quiet night. Jing waited for about thirty seconds and did not alarm anyone to come and check it. Xiang Cheng felt relieved.

The second floor said that he could not go anywhere. Xiangcheng turned his eyes and tiptoed out of the stairwell, turning around and entering the kitchen room behind.

The layout of the teahouse is no different from that of ordinary restaurants and hotels. Most of the preparations for making tea are carried out in the kitchen at the back, which is different from Li Lingyue's teahouse. Li Lingyue's teahouse looks more upscale, and the guests there are more elegant and elegant, so the tea ceremony performances there are more intense, and there are more tea making in front of the guests.

Xiang Cheng needed to be careful not to let himself touch anything and make a sound, and slowly touched into the kitchen room behind.

At this hour, all the staff came home from get off work, and the kitchen was pitch black. Facing the moonlight and the bright lights outside, they slowly lowered their waists towards the city and tiptoed forward.

There were piles of dismantled cardboard boxes and other debris in the corner of the house. He aimed at the city and prepared to cat here for one night.

As long as it is dawn, Xiangcheng will still be the fourth brother under the open and upright Shan Zhichu.

What happened tonight was quite strange, and Xiangcheng needed some time to digest it.

Xiangcheng took a cardboard box and spread it flat on the cold floor, and spat secretly.

Since Shan Zhichu became the "Fourth Master" in people's words, when did Xiangcheng suffer such cowardice?

Not to mention that it is rare to see in a century, Xiangcheng has spent it in the golden cave or on the plump and white thighs of women. When did it suffer like this?

But the people outside are not shaken by Xiang Cheng's power now, and Xiang Cheng is not stupid, knowing what to do and what not to do or even unable to do.

"This is a dream," Xiangcheng hugged his head with both hands, curled up on the cardboard box, thinking leisurely.

He pinched himself secretly, let alone hissing, and it hurts quite a bit. Xiang Cheng grinned, it seems that this is not a dream anymore.

Seeing that the people he had pulled up were taken down one by one, Xiang Cheng felt really uncomfortable. Those were his own direct forces, and he was still counting on these people to have their own place in front of Shan Zhichu and gain more say. Who knew that just a meeting was a meeting, and the powerful weapon power of such a powerful gun made a group of gangsters feel irresistible, and they all surrendered without taking much action.

He is not stupid in Xiangcheng, nor is other younger brothers stupid.

Who is the other party? He dared to use a gun so blatantly on the ground of the imperial capital. It seems that the other party's equipment is almost the same. Not to mention Xiangcheng, even Shan Zhichu was not armed to this point.

Could it be the police?

Xiang Cheng shook his head, it shouldn't be like that. The police in Dijing are all familiar with each other. The day before yesterday, they were eating and drinking with one of their deputy directors. I didn't hear any recent anti-gang campaigns against gangsters.

Then...who is outside?

Xiang Cheng couldn't figure out what he had offended someone he shouldn't have offended. The interface of Dijing was so big. He didn't get the one who came out or didn't come out.

Over the years, Xiangcheng only spent some money, and accounted for more than one-third of Xiangcheng's income.

One third of them need to support their own men.

The remaining one-third need to be handed over half to Shan Zhichu, and what he left was only one-sixth of the total income... Alas, prices soared, life was difficult, and the landlords had no surplus food either.

Could it be that this is how I can’t feed the group of officials who only know how to eat and drink?

Xiang Cheng frowned, thinking about what step he made a mistake.

A soft "squeak" sound came from behind Xiang Cheng. Xiang Cheng alertly rubbed a donkey to one side, rolling over and pulling up the cardboard box, covering it on himself, leaving only a pair of eyes exposed outside like a fox.

There was no one behind him, but the voice of speech was faintly heard.

First, a woman said in a charming voice: "Brother Long, you must come more when you have time. Next time I will leave a back door for you."

Then a man reprimanded: "What nonsense? When did I come, I didn't go to the main entrance?, I walked through the back entrance. Isn't this a fight on the front street? There are people from Lao Sixiangcheng outside. If I run out and run into it, I'm not a little embarrassed."

Then another man's voice was laughing and said, "I said, brother, you go to the main door or the side door. That's what you two do when you lie on the bed and no one is there. We brothers are here, so don't say it so explicitly. In addition, you can give me a free sentence. If you go to the side door, you must first enema, otherwise you will be excited, but it's awesome..."

The first man's voice: "Get out of your dick, you can't spit out ivory from your mouth. Do you have enema utensils? Lend me to use it first."

Finally, there was the voice of a man with a relatively low voice, which sounded naive: "Big brother and second brother... what's the thing called enema?"

Xiang Cheng heard that he was chilling all over and was as stupid as a wooden chicken, and he didn't even notice that the piece of cardboard box that was blocking his body slipped down.

The voices of several people outside surprised Xiang Cheng.

Except for the woman's voice, I don't know who it was, the remaining three men were clearly the Dragon Tiger and Leopard Brothers.

No wonder Shan Zhichu was on guard against these three brothers step by step. It turned out that they often sneaked together to discuss something shameful.

Xiang Cheng could feel that his body began to tremble involuntarily.

These three brothers obviously already knew that they were attacked outside. What's rare is that they actually drank tea here and would not rescue them. If they hadn't hid here earlier, they would never have known that these three brothers would have such vicious thoughts.

They are clearly putting their mistakes.

Xiangcheng rushed forward, hoping to go through the kitchen and run to the back door to get the three guys together.

Fortunately, Xiangcheng still had a trace of rationality and did not do so. He knew that even if he rushed out now, he would not be able to solve the problem. He was far from the opponent of the three brothers alone.

I endured it, Xiang Cheng gritted his teeth, and the blood stains were soaked out of my teeth, and his fists were clenched.

Could it be that these three brothers put a trap on themselves?

Xiangcheng's mind flashed and he thought of a very possible possibility.

If it weren't for these three brothers, who else could have been on the ground of the imperial capital without knowing it, and could have blocked their reinforcements halfway.

Who knows so clearly about themselves? Xiang Cheng can hardly think of any other possibility except these three brothers.

At this moment, another voice came from outside.

"It's getting late, it's getting late. I believe that Xiang Cheng will be unwilling to get up tomorrow morning..."

"It's a penny, right?"

"What if he doesn't matter, anyway, the three of us brothers have no one resistance to dealing with Shan Zhichu,"

"Shh, whisper, be careful of the ears of the walls,"

"Three, don't be so fussy. Is it good to have some courage? I have a fart ear, no, no, let him fart out and listen..."

"puff,,"

When Xiang Cheng heard this, he suddenly felt that the chrysanthemum tightened and a big fart rang without warning.

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"The door has been closed, no wonder I was. I originally wanted to invite you to have tea, but unfortunately they are already closed. Why don't I make tea for you in person?" Xiao Yu looked at the door of the Black Widow Teahouse that had been closed from inside and said with a smile.

"Don't... the tea you made by your elders is simply a delicious food on earth. It's only suitable for those who are not afraid of death along the way. Brother, I haven't lived enough yet, and I don't want to die so soon. If I go down and get asked by the King of Hell, I don't want to be the first person to die of tea."

When Jia Siyu thinks of Xiao Yu’s tea brewing level, he feels still frightened.

This kid is not making tea, he is simply placing poison.

But Jia Siyu didn't want to give up so easily.

I finally got the opportunity today, but next time I might be in the Year of the Monkey and Horse Month. No, I must kill him hard this time. So many brothers come out to work together and don’t take advantage of it, how can we show the majesty of our 13th Bureau of Guoan when we go back?

Thinking of this, Jia Siyu took out the gangster's arrogance and slapped the door of the Black Widow's Teahouse loudly, slapped the door of the house so shaking, shaking: "Boss... open the door and open it, and you're starting a business... hurry up,"

Xiao Yu took a step back, the style of this soldier gangster, Humph, don’t say that I know you, we can’t afford to lose this person when we go out.

Jia Siyu is the only one who has been closed for a meal of tea.

"It's closed, please early tomorrow..." A woman's voice came from afar.

"I'm going to beat you, and I don't even look at who I am. Hurry up, Guoan is in the inspection, you are hiding drugs here..."

Jia Siyu took out his ID and shook it at the shiny surveillance camera: "If you don't open the door, I will break the door violently,"
Chapter completed!