Mouse's eyes widened when he looked at Lan Xishu. He thought of something and walked quickly to Lan Xishu. Lan Xishu didn't give him a chance to speak: "I know what I know! Ge Tinggang, what can you Jin Yiwei do?"

We at Dongchang will definitely be able to do whatever you want!"

The mouse bit the tip of his tongue to calm down. He felt ashamed that he had almost lost his mind in a fit of rage.

Ge Tingang nodded heavily.

There was a noise in the yard, accompanied by the sound of shattering porcelain.

Lan Xishu came to the window in a few steps, and opened a gap. A big black man with big arms and a round waist was pushing a young boy to the ground with one hand, cursing in a Beijing-Tianjin accent: "What the hell! Bullying us far away"

He's here! Why should I give him priority? I have to wait!"

The boy who fell to the ground looked aggrieved and cried, and kept bowing and saying good things. The busy workers also stopped what they were doing and came to watch. The chickens and ducks made noisy remarks and listened.

It is unclear about Ziwu Maoyou.

The big black man was still unwilling to let go. He wanted to kick the boy who had just gotten up again under the pull of the people next to him. At this moment, the shopkeeper rushed to the front yard in a hurry. The big black man changed his target and aimed at the shopkeeper.

Then they started shouting.

"Shopkeeper! What's going on? They're all waiting to load the goods and go on their way, why should I wait?"

"No! No! The guest officer has a bit of a misunderstanding. I'm looking for some help at short notice. Isn't this coming? Hey! San'er! Why are you still standing there! Hurry up! Don't you see that the guest is waiting in a hurry?"

The shopkeeper cheered the big black man with a smile on his face.

Lan Xishu blinked, pulled away the mouse, and motioned Ge Tinggang to put his ear up. Ge Tinggang stood at Lan Xishu's point of view and looked out, and was excited: "Sir! Behind that big black man is Zhang

loose!"

A somewhat handsome young man appeared and disappeared behind the big black man. He had an eye-catching jade hairpin stuck across his Taoist bun. His eyes drifted this way, but he couldn't see the people in the room. His eyes were just

Passed by in a flash.

"Zhang Song?" Lan Xishu calmed down. A fish has appeared. No matter whether it is a big fish or a small fish, it is good news!

Lan Xishu made a mistake. Half of Zhang Song's head was exposed from behind. That half of his head was enough for Lan Xishu to recognize. Lan Xishu's lips twitched into a smile.

The mantis stalks the cicada while the oriole follows behind. Both the mantis and the oriole are in his sight.

"Zhang Bingqian's confidant!" Ge Tinggang clenched his fists and looked at Lan Xishu nervously: "This kid is a ghost!".

Lan Xishu patted Ge Tingggang's shoulder, and Ge Tingggang relaxed immediately. Ge Tingggang felt that Lan Xishu had a magical power. He would use any look in his eyes or any subtle and ordinary movements to make you tense and frightened in an instant.

Feel safe and secure.

"Steady! Don't be nervous. Don't lose your balance under any circumstances. Just do as I say and you won't make any mistakes! Do you understand?"

"Understood!" Ge Ting just bit the word hard, but his palms became sweaty.

Lan Xishu motioned for him to go out. Just as Ge Ting was about to take a step, he suddenly stopped moving. His eyes wandered and his mouth opened without making a sound.

"Don't worry! My people will follow you! But I will never let you find out!" Lan Xishu secretly laughed in his heart, such a birdman, even the vernacular text has the nerve to mention it.

Oh! As if Ge Ting had just taken a reassurance, he lifted up his robe and walked out of the house to pass the living room. In a moment, he was in the yard. In the yard, the guys were all busy. Seven or eight tall, short, fat and thin businessmen spoke in the dialect of Shannan and Haibei.

The shopkeeper was yelling at you and me. The shopkeeper was tired of dealing with it. After he answered this question correctly, he turned his head to answer that question. He could only see his head twisting and twisting, and he didn't know what he was saying amidst the noise.

In the blink of an eye, Ge Tinggang suddenly disappeared. Zhang Song looked around, cheering and laughing, but he remained at the scene.

Did Zhang Bingqian notice anything? He was so cautious!

"Brother!" Lan Xiwen lay in front of Lan Xishu and looked through the crack of the window. He didn't know anyone else, and then he discovered that Ge Tinggang had disappeared. Lan Xiwen became anxious: "Brother! Ge Tinggang has disappeared."

Lan Xishu also discovered it.

"Third Young Master!" Mouse wanted to follow but Lan Xishu grabbed him. Lan Xishu shook his head gently. Lan Xiwen followed Mouse and nervously pulled Lan Xishu's belt. Lan Xiwen didn't know anything else.

I knew that Ge Tinggang was a key figure.

"Brother! I'll follow you out!" Lan Xiwen volunteered.

Lan Xishu shook his head and smiled: "You can't kill a chicken with a bull's knife! There are people who are more anxious than us!"

Because Lan Xishu also discovered that the half of Zhang Song's head behind him was also missing.

Mouzi looked nervously at Lan Xishu, who had a strategizing look on his face. He was worried that Ge Ting had just unhooked him. Such a person could not be relied upon.

"Third Young Master! Just in case-----"

"Nothing goes wrong. As long as Zhao Yaowen has a breath, Ge Ting will not dare not do as I say!" Lan Xishu watched the farce in the yard coming to an end. Zhang Song was arming himself with a man with vague eyes.

He ran to the front yard, and the shopkeeper was still calmly accompanying the black man to Xiao Xin. The black man got angry and sat down on the stone steps of the wing, chattering, and it was a complete mess for a big man.

"elder brother!"

"Third Young Master!"

Lan Xiwen wished he could get into Lan Xishu's mind and see clearly. He grabbed Lan Xishu's belt and urged him to speak quickly.

Lan Xishu smiled and held down Lan Xiwen's little hand that was holding his belt: "Brother is going to borrow the east wind, but you didn't see me! Someone is rushing to take this bait for me!" Lan Xishu felt that today was particularly smooth, and Zhang Bingqian

He and Li Jiumu were getting under the same bed with his help, while Qian Daqian was actively pimping him out, which saved him some trouble.

Lan Xishu felt that the most urgent task was not to just wait and see, but to pull out the nails around him first.

Lan Xishu thought again of the miserable Sun Buer under the grass thatch in the wing. Lan Xishu's throat tightened, as if a pair of big hands were clutching his heart, and the pain was indescribable.

Lan Xishu's face suddenly became heavy.

"What about me! 'Mouse can't keep his temper.

"Find a way to transport Sun Bu'er out of the city and place him properly near Eagle Town. Notify Jing Maang'an, no, it's up to you to do it!" Lan Xishu put his left finger on his forehead to the corner of his mouth and bit down hard:

"Don't inform anyone, keep an eye on the manpower on the Yingzhen line, and tell Jing Maang'an not to have any interaction with people from Huyakou and Yingzhen."

Mouse swallowed hard: "Third Young Master! Is the mole on the Yingzhen line?"

"If it's on the Huyakou line, we will almost be ganged up, and the intelligence network that the boss has worked so hard to build will be over. Fortunately! All of this is due to Sun Buer!" Lan Xishu moved stiffly up and down, left and right.

Then he opened the window and saw that the shopkeeper and the big black man were walking out. Only a few waiters saw the shopkeeper and the big black man leaving, so they gathered around the young man who had just been pushed. You said something to me and whispered for the young man.

It was unfair, and the boy frequently raised his sleeves and lowered his neck to wipe away his tears.

"By the way, I want to inform Jing Maang'an that all our people must be at Huyakou. Just say that there is a major operation tonight, and no one should be mentioned about the ghost and Ge Tingang."

"Well!" Mouse felt uneasy and looked at Lan Xishu hesitantly: "I told Maang An about Ge Ting Gang's matter."

Lan Xishu frowned, and Mouse lowered his head, not daring to face Lan Xishu's knife-like eyes.

Lan Xiwen felt that the look in his eyes was too scary. Seeing the rat being so nervous, he couldn't bear to pull Lan Xishu's sleeve.

Lan Xishu breathed a sigh of relief and softened his expression.

"Who else?"

"It's just him! I told him not to talk nonsense." The mouse was angry at himself for talking too much.
Chapter completed!