A private room for immortals to celebrate their birthdays.
This is the highest standard private room in Crescent Hotel.
"Well, not bad!"
"Don't mention it. Although your food is very expensive, with a cold dish costing several thousand yuan, the shape and taste are not bad."
Hu Ming tasted the dishes on the table carefully and praised softly.
"To be honest, your family can make money faster by opening a restaurant than by robbing a bank."
"Nowadays, Jiumen's business is thinking about transformation. It is not unreasonable to clean up. The money earned by risking one's life to go to the fields is probably your family's net profit for one month, right?"
"Moreover, times have changed, and back-and-forth fighting has really become a thing of the past."
Having said this, Hu Ming couldn't help but shook his head with regret.
The golden age of back-fighting was during the Republic of China, before liberation.
At that time, the situation was chaotic and no one was taking care of many things. Even the warlords themselves engaged in this business to supplement their military pay, which was the so-called official theft.
The current situation was turbulent, and this was the opportunity for Jiumen to rise.
As the saying goes, as long as you stand on the wind, even a pig can fly into the sky!
Yin Nanfeng swayed the red wine glass and smiled without saying a word.
Those who cannot clearly see the changes in the current situation and are still immersed in the same old routines of the past era will sooner or later be drowned by the tide of the times.
"By the way, who is this? It's not easy to meet a male waiter in your restaurant."
Hu Ming asked, looking at the silent young man standing at the door holding a retractable small fishing rod.
"Luo Que, he has been adopted by our family since he was a child. He has special talents. He is loyal to me and completely trustworthy. He just doesn't like to talk very much and is boring."
Yin Nanfeng chuckled lightly and said to Luo Que: "Luo Que, pour some wine and let Uncle Ming see your skills."
Whoosh~
The next moment, a fishhook connected to the fishing line was thrown out by Luo Que and wrapped around the wine bottle.
With precise power control and a slight exertion, he swung the wine bottle through the air and poured wine for Yin Nanfeng.
"Good kung fu, this level of strength control is amazing!"
Hu Ming remembered that this was a character who appeared in the sequel to The Stolen Biography.
A talented young man with a unique talent for controlling power.
Of course, this is far from his peak moment.
Moreover, even at his peak, I am afraid there is still a bit of a gap compared to Hu Bayi and the others.
After all, Hu Bayi and the others were trained with real swords and guns, and later practiced the "Marrow Cleansing Art". Their physical strength and five senses are much stronger than ordinary people.
Even the Luo Que in front of me can't compare with them in a fight!
Some things cannot be made up for by mere talent and hard work.
"Isn't it awesome? Uncle Ming, let's talk about it, how about I give you the bird, and you give me "that"."
"How about it? Talents like Luo Que are rare to see in a hundred years, and he will definitely become your best helper."
Xiao Jiujiu trembled in his heart, and Yin Nanfeng looked at Hu Ming with burning eyes.
"Haha...get out! Do you think I'm short of thugs behind me?"
However, Hu Ming just rolled his eyes and snorted coldly.
Just kidding, he runs an insurance company himself. He doesn't believe that Hu Bayi and the others haven't trained a few good people in the past twenty years!
"...You are so heartless, Uncle Ming..."
"Stop talking nonsense and get down to business, time, place, who else?"
Hu Ming did not accept this trick at all.
"The old immortal's mansion, private meeting at ten o'clock in the evening, no outsiders." The expectant smile on Yin Nanfeng's lips froze, and he could only answer the question obediently.
only...
While speaking, Yin Nanfeng's eyes flickered.
"...You don't want to follow me and eavesdrop on our conversation, do you?"
As the helmsman of a big hotel, he would definitely not be so silly and show his expression on the surface.
A qualified businessman is someone who stabs someone in the back without changing his expression.
Yin Nanfeng is like this...it can only be said that she is like this on purpose.
"Well, that's right! I want to hear what you two immortals want to talk about!"
"Maybe I can find out your secret!"
Sure enough, Yin Nanfeng admitted it openly.
This girl is waiting here.
"...It's up to you, I don't care, just look at Deputy Zhang..."
"Huh? Wait a minute, I'll take a call."
Hu Ming shrugged indifferently. At this moment, his phone rang.
These days...feature phones are really uncomfortable to use.
Hu Ming sighed with sincere dissatisfaction.
"Hello? Xiao Wu Xie?"
"It's me, Uncle Ming. I have something I want you to help me with."
On the other side of the phone was Wu Xie, who was officially far away in Hangzhou.
At this time, Wu Xie was in his store, smiling bitterly and asking Hu Ming for help on the other end of the phone.
After a long time, Wu Xie finally explained the whole story.
"So, not long after returning, Wu Laosan suddenly ran away in a hurry, saying he was going to Xisha?"
Hu Ming raised his eyebrows, secretly thinking that this was indeed the case.
"Well, actually, I'm not worried about Uncle Ming. After all, he is an old gangster. It's commonplace to fight someone upside down and go to the grave. I actually have other things to do with you..."
Wu Xie scratched his head in embarrassment and said with a lack of confidence.
"What?"
At this time, Hu Ming was really stunned.
At this point in time, logically speaking, nothing else can happen, right?
"That's right, I have a little hair called Laoitch..."
After a long time, Wu Xie finally explained the matter clearly.
It’s the Qinling Sacred Tree Incident! The time for this incident has been advanced!
However, this has nothing to do with the overall situation after all, and Hu Ming is not interested.
"Anyway, Uncle Ming, that thing is a bit evil. I don't know if it's my imagination. I always feel that my childhood hair is quite evil. I don't have the confidence in my heart."
"Mengyouping disappeared mysteriously and couldn't even find his shadow. Panzi is still in the hospital and can't do strenuous activities for the time being. Fatty... Fatty, forget it. After thinking about it, I can only ask you for help."
Hu Ming put down his chopsticks and frowned in silence for a long time.
Qinling Sacred Tree...Although its efficacy is indeed amazing, its side effects are too great.
He can even subconsciously manifest an individual who is exactly like himself and has exactly the same memories to compete with him for the right to exist in this world.
This is very scary! But unfortunately, the condition for that thing to activate is the human subconscious.
The reason why it is called the subconscious is because it is uncontrollable. In short, it is too dangerous.
Even when using the bronze sacred tree, it will cause irreversible and permanent damage to the memory, which is something Hu Ming cannot accept.
The most important thing is that Hu Ming himself has similar abilities, so there is no need to mess with the bronze sacred tree.
and...…
"I'm sorry, eldest nephew, I really can't leave here. My old man's health is getting worse day by day. He is about to be unable to hold on any longer. He might suddenly die one day."
"I will definitely not be able to leave Sijiu City in a short period of time."
In Yin Nanfeng's dumbfounded eyes, Hu Ming decisively took Er Erhong out as a shield.
Uncle Ming, is it really okay for you to curse your master so that he will burp at any time?