There was a sound from the closing rolling shutter, and then it rose upwards.
Immediately afterwards, sunlight filtered in from the outside, and a few pairs of feet appeared at the door. It seemed that someone had opened the rolling shutter from the outside.
"Wow? What happened? So many people died?"
The door was only halfway up when a horse-faced man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks already got in. He smelled the pungent smell of blood, and when he saw the corpses on the ground, he started yelling.
Soon, his eyes fell on Ye Xingyu and Butcher one after another. He was stunned for a moment and then asked: "You two, who is Yang Biao?"
Yang Biao is the butcher. The staff here either call him Xiao Yang or Brother Yang, and they don’t know whether it is his real name or a pseudonym.
The butcher didn't answer, staring coldly at Ye Xingyu's back without even looking at the horse-faced man, as if he hadn't heard anyone ask.
At this time, the rolling shutter door was fully opened and then fixed, and several people standing outside entered the slaughtering workshop one after another.
They should be in a group, plus the horse-faced man from before, there are four of them in total.
In contrast, one of them was particularly young, surrounded by the other three, standing in the middle.
Ye Xingyu took a look and saw that it was a familiar face, so he threw away the sharpening stick in his hand and raised his hand to say hello with a smile: "Hey, Xiao Huo, why are you here?"
The man frowned and seemed not to like the name "Xiao Huo", so he said coldly: "You can call me by my full name."
It turned out that this person was actually Huo Qingshu, the eldest son of the Huo family, one of the four young masters in the imperial capital. Ye Xingyu used to call him "Master Huo", but now he changed his name to "Xiao Huo".
There are two other people standing next to Huo Qingshu, one is tall and thin, the other is burly, both are probably in their forties, with light steps and calm momentum. As expected, they should be ancient warriors.
The tall and thin man was dressed like a gentleman in a tuxedo, a bowler hat and a civilized stick in his hand.
He used to be a killer of the Tsing Yi organization, and his code name was "Gentleman". However, after Luo Xiu disappeared, he also disappeared. No one knew his whereabouts. Unexpectedly, he turned to the Huo family.
Another man with a curly beard who looks like Meng Zhang Fei is named Xiang Zhen, nicknamed "Overlord Spear" by others. He claims to be a descendant of Xiang Yu, the overlord of Chu. It is unclear whether it is true or not, and it is difficult to verify.
And the man with a deer-headed head and a horse-faced face is also a master. His surname is Sun and his first name is Yuanhui. Others call him the "King of Thieves", but he calls himself the "King of Heroes".
These three people, all worshipers of the Huo family, followed Huo Qingshu here, not knowing why.
Ye Xingyu didn't know much about it at first, but when he saw the gentleman appear, he roughly guessed something about it, so he pointed at the butcher behind him and asked everyone: "You are looking for him?"
Huo Qingshu said nothing with a cold face, and the others did not answer either. Only Sun Yuanhui said with a smile: "It seems that you are not Yang Biao, then get out of here!"
This sentence was said with a smile, but the tone was very rude, and Ye Xingyu was not taken seriously at all.
Ye Xingyu wasn't angry either, he just replied: "Then I'll give you one minute. If you have anything to say, please tell me quickly!"
"One minute? What do you mean?" Sun Yuanhui didn't understand.
"I'm going to take his life away in one minute!" Ye Xingyu explained calmly and reminded, "If we don't hurry up, he may not be able to hear it!"
"Boy, are you kidding?" Sun Yuanhui laughed loudly, "How dare you touch a hair of the person Mr. Huo wants?"
Ye Xingyu was too lazy to argue, turned around and stepped aside, then took out his phone and looked at the time silently.
Sun Yuanhui was very dissatisfied. He stared at Ye Xingyu with his small eyes and rolled up his sleeves, as if he was going to fight.
Xiang Zhen was also eyeing Ye Xingyu. He took off the long backpack on his back, took out three iron poles, twisted them and clicked them a few times to form a long iron rod.
Then, he took out another spear head and put it on it, and the iron rod turned into an iron spear, except that the red tassel was missing.
This is Xiang Zhen's famous weapon, the Overlord Gun made of pig iron. It is more than two meters long and weighs more than twenty kilograms.
Xiang Zhen, who was holding a big iron gun, casually held a gun in his hand, and then pushed the end of it to the ground. There was a "dong" sound and the floor cracked.
This move seemed to be a demonstration, warning Ye Xingyu not to act recklessly.
Ye Xingyu just smiled, then lowered his head and played with his phone, not nervous at all.
The gentleman took a few steps forward, walked slowly towards the butcher, and said, "Long time no see. Hello."
The butcher knew the gentleman, and they were once colleagues, but he still looked at the gentleman with a fierce look, like a wild wolf that was difficult to tame.
"Is something wrong? If something happens, just say it. If something happens, just let it go!"
The butcher's tone was cold and unfriendly, and he seemed to have no good impression of his former colleagues.
The gentleman didn't mind either. He said slowly and calmly: "The person who came with me is the son of the Huo family of the five major families. He appreciates your ability and intends to recruit you to become a worshiper of the Huo family. I hope you will consider it."
As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Xingyu couldn't help but said: "Hey, didn't I make it clear just now? He is almost dead, and you still want to win over him?"
The gentleman turned to look at Ye Xingyu: "As long as he agrees, he will not die!"
The tone of his speech was decisive and decisive, as if he had infinite confidence.
Ye Xingyu chuckled: "Okay! Then continue talking and see if he answers or not!"
Sun Yuanhui interjected from the side: "Whether you agree or not, it's none of your business?"
Ye Xingyu glanced at him: "I noticed that you seem to be very aggressive when talking!"
"I always talk like this! What? Are you not convinced?"
Sun Yuanhui held his hands in front of his chest, tilted his head, and looked carefree, clearly looking like he was provoking trouble.
Ye Xingyu raised the corner of his mouth and seemed to smile, but did not say anything. He just looked down at his phone and found that the minute was not up yet.
"How's it going?" The gentleman asked the butcher again, "You can ask for whatever price you want! Mr. Huo is wise and farsighted, and he is eager for talents. As long as his requirements are not too excessive, he should be able to satisfy them!"
I don’t know if the butcher listened, but kept a cold face and said nothing.
Huo Qingshu and the gentleman were very patient and waited quietly for the reply.
Xiang Zhen kept his eyes locked on Ye Xingyu and said nothing.
Only Sun Yuanhui was a little impatient and couldn't help but urge: "Let me tell you, this brother is not marrying his daughter to his wife. Do you need to think about it for so long? - If it works, it will work. If it doesn't work, it won't work. Why don't you give me a word?
"
Hearing this, the butcher raised his left hand, pointed the butcher's knife at Ye Xingyu, and said coldly: "Kill him for me, and I will follow you!"
As soon as these words came out, everyone's eyes turned to Ye Xingyu.
At this moment, Ye Xingyu put away his cell phone, raised his head and said with a smile: "One minute is up, have you finished talking?"