In February, northwest winds often blow in the north, and the cold wind blows on pedestrians with a biting dry cold.

At this time, a man with a stern expression was sitting on a bus on the outskirts of the capital Yanjing.

This was an air-conditioned car K19 traveling from the train station to the Palace Museum. The car was fully heated, but the mysterious man could not feel the warmth at all.

Just a few minutes ago, in this same car, he was almost discovered by the target due to his negligence, and now he is still frightened when he thinks about it.

"The target person seems ordinary, but in fact he is very extraordinary. My tracking skills, Han Xiao, are not unique in the world, but I have been honing them for so many years and constantly improving them in actual combat. I was almost defeated by that kid..."

The mysterious man in the bus wore a pair of black-rimmed glasses, his hair looked a little curly, and his complexion looked a little sallow. It was impossible to tell his actual age.

It was this person who followed Fang Feiyang all the way from the train station, observing and recording Fang Feiyang's every move.

Fortunately, our boss Fang Da was smart enough. He felt something was wrong and deliberately tried a little trick on the bus. Now Fang Feiyang is already in the Forbidden City Museum. And this man named Han Xiao is on Route 19.

I was forced to wait one stop before getting off the bus.

Then he took the bus in the opposite direction and arrived at the place where Fang Feiyang got off at the previous stop.

Although the stalker was forced to stay in the car and was unable to get off the bus, he still spotted the target walking into the Palace Museum through the rear window because the bus was not moving very fast.

Han Xiao decided to wait and see.

Being patient and calm are the necessary rules for a con man to survive in society.

Han Xiao is exactly such a person.

He is one of the Eight Generals of Qianmen under Master Bao.

China has been divided into three religions and nine streams since ancient times, but whether it is Buddhism, Taoism, or Confucianism, or the nine streams of upper, middle, or lower, people must have a career in life. Whether it is an official or a businessman, the identity of this profession is always

It cannot be avoided, and thus countless professions have been derived.

Qianmen is the most mysterious and oldest profession among the hundreds of professions in the world. Within Qianmen, there are eight generals of Qianmen, namely Zheng, Ti, Fan, Tuo, Feng, Huo, Chu and Yao.

Han Xiao is one of the "fire generals". The word "fire" means that he is a character in Qianmen who is good at using force and uses violence to protect the interests of the sect.

He and the original Zhao Junyong were both under Bao Ye, and that Zhao Junyong was the "anti-general" among the Eight Generals of the Thousand Sects. The function of the anti-general was to set up deceptions and win the trust of the target with his acting skills.

Han Xiao had been following Mr. Bao. In addition to being a general of fire, he also took care of Mr. Bao's personal safety. In the past two years, Mr. Bao arranged for Zhao Junyong to go fishing for big fish in Sucheng City, Jinling Province.

An antique shop owner set up a "bird trap" and defrauded the other party of a huge fortune of 6 million. As soon as the money was obtained, Mr. Bao immediately announced that the "entire team" would be dispersed and hidden, broken into parts, and no one would be allowed to interact with each other.

contact.

This is an ironclad rule, in order to prevent one person from being caught, which will affect the entire sect. So until now, Mr. Bao, Han Xiao and the others do not know that Zhao Junyong has been captured by the Suzhou police.

And Han Xiao has had nothing to do recently, staying in his hometown in Tianjin all day.

It happened that yesterday, Sun Zicheng, who was familiar with Han Xiao, called him and asked him to come forward to deal with a young man, and the reward was very attractive.

Mr. Bao didn't know what he was busy with in the past few months, and he never took the initiative to summon his subordinates. So Han Xiao decided to take on a private job to earn some extra money. He couldn't just sit at home and have nothing to do. What's more, because Han Xiao was familiar with Mr. Sun, the two

If the person has some friendship, he will agree immediately.

Mr. Sun told Han Xiao on the phone that the boy who needed to be dealt with was currently on the d1688 train. This train ran all the way to Yanjing and stopped at Tianjin Station on the way. So Han Xiao was prepared, bought a ticket and got on the train.

Met with Mr. Sun, Brother Hu, Shou Zi and others.

After figuring out the ins and outs of the matter, Han Xiao followed Fang Feiyang all the way and decided to find out the opponent's background first.

In their profession, the most important thing is to know yourself and your enemy.

Han Xiao followed from the train compartment to Yanjing Railway Station, and finally got on the No. 19 bus.

During this period, Han Xiao never looked at his opponent, thinking that the target was just a young man who knew some martial arts. If he fell into the hands of someone like Han Xiao who specialized in using force to enter the world, he would definitely be vulnerable.

Unexpectedly, he almost sprained his foot in the first round of the confrontation. Han Xiao could not help but change his tactics and did not dare to get too close to the opponent.

Han Xiao was dormant around the Palace Museum, waiting quietly.

Although he is a fire general, Han Xiao's fire nature is not very high. He doesn't like to be impulsive, he does things in a planned way, and likes to plan and act behind the scenes. He has the flavor of a shadow killer.

In this way, in the deep winter, Han Xiao wandered the nearby streets alone, mingling with ordinary people, just waiting for the target person to come out.

Finally, two hours later, Fang Feiyang and Mr. Chen walked out of the museum.

The two of them seemed to be going to eat, and it was already lunch time.

Han Xiao's eyes hidden behind the black frames immediately narrowed to a slit, and he concentrated on controlling the safe distance for tracking, and followed Fang Feiyang.

At this time, Fang Feiyang followed Chen Xuezhi closely, and did not realize that the man with eyes who had appeared on the bus earlier was hiding in the city crowd, with a pair of eyes wandering around Fang Feiyang's body.

"Mr. Chen, I heard that the Quanjude roast duck in Yanjing is a must-have. How about we go to Quanjude to try it at noon today?"

Fang Feiyang, who was walking on the road, suddenly saw an advertisement for Quanjude Roast Duck printed on the bus passing by the roadside. He immediately couldn't control himself and swallowed hard. He had an idea and took this opportunity to suggest that he go to Quanjude for lunch.

Mr. Chen laughed, looked at this junior lovingly, and said: "You really know how to choose a place. The business in Quanjude is not very good. It's hard to find vacancies during this time... But fortunately, I

This old face knows a friend who is responsible for the operation of the Wangfujing branch, and he will let you eat a duck to satisfy your cravings at noon today..."

"Okay, I'm in luck!"

The two stopped a taxi and drove straight to the Quanjude Wangfujing branch.

This time period was the peak time for getting off work at noon, and the main road in downtown Yanjing was extremely crowded. The taxi drove for nearly forty minutes, and the old man and the young man arrived at Wangfujing.

The newly built "Cuijin Garden" in Quanjude Wangfujing Store integrates the characteristics of "Prince's Palace" and takes the meaning of "Collection of Jinxiu". It imitates the architectural style of the Qing Dynasty's palace and takes the name of the pavilions, pavilions, pavilions and halls of the imperial palace.

The garden is decorated with carved beams and painted buildings, surrounded by purple wood cloisters, and the poems, prose, and paintings in the halls are of different styles, which further reflects the noble and scholarly style of the palace.

Since Mr. Chen had said hello in advance, the store suddenly made a small private room for these two distinguished guests.

Sitting in the private room, Fang Feiyang patiently kept drooling and smelled the fragrance wafting from other tables. Finally, he waited until Quanjude's signature dish roast duck was served. The duck was stuffed and roasted through a special process and was beautiful in appearance and plump.

Plump, bright in color, jujube red in color, crispy skin and tender meat, delicious and fragrant, fat but not greasy.

Sure enough, it deserves the reputation of "the best delicacies in the capital, better than ducks".

"Feiyang, to be honest, you gave me a big surprise!" Chen Xuezhi sat aside and looked at Fang Feiyang with a smile and said, "I didn't expect that the royal weapons of the Wu Kingdom in the Spring and Autumn Period would be paid for by you for fifty yuan.

This is a national treasure, and I believe your story of picking it up will be another great story in the collecting world."

Fang Feiyang was concentrating on the roast duck on the plate. When he heard this, he wiped the oil stains on the corners of his mouth with a wet wipe and said, "Oh, I just got lucky. I didn't expect to pick up a big leak when I took action."

.Now that I think about it, it feels like I’m dreaming.”

Mr. Chen laughed heartily and said, "Yes, even an old man like me envies your luck."

Fang Feiyang was so praised by Mr. Chen that he couldn't concentrate on dealing with the golden roast duck.

You are always afraid of high cholesterol, so you don't eat fat duck. Boy, I'm not full yet.
Chapter completed!