When Gu Xiaobao shouted, Song Zixuan and the others were also stunned.

Song Zixuan had previously judged that the old man had some relationship with Gu Xiaobao, but he didn't expect that Gu Xiaobao would appear so coincidentally.

Moreover, Song Zixuan inferred that they belonged to the Beggars' Sect, but he did not expect that Gu Xiaobao actually knew the old man. After all, the Beggars' Sect is very large and has a large number of people, otherwise he would not have been called the No. 1 gang in China in ancient and modern times.

When the old man was stunned when he heard Gu Xiaobao calling him, he looked at Gu Xiaobao for a long time, but he didn't say a word.

However, Song Zixuan and the others could see that the old man's eyes... were actually wet.

Although I don't understand why this is, I can see that there is obviously a story here.

Gu Xiaobao walked forward quickly. The old man was not tall, but Gu Xiaobao was a child after all, and was still half a head shorter than the old man.

He grabbed the old man's hand with both hands, looking excited: "Ghost Master, why are you here?"

The old man was so excited that he couldn't speak, and tears in his eyes finally flowed out, slashing across his face, covered in mud and wrinkles until it dripped.

"You...you know each other?" Sang Tianshuo said closer.

Gu Xiaobao nodded vigorously: "He is us...my friend."

Song Zixuan smiled slightly. Gu Xiaobao said everything, it should be... He is from our Beggars' Sect!

For a moment, the fat gangsters seemed like air, and no one paid attention to them anymore. The sudden situation also made them not speak for a long time and just watch.

Today, the Facai Hotel was bustling. A little beggar came in and saw an old beggar, as if he had recognized his relatives...

"Hey, I don't care what you are doing. This old man messed with me. Now I want to deal with him!"

The fat man raised his head slightly and said, but he himself didn't know that this was the most brainless sentence he had ever said in his life.

Upon hearing this, Gu Xiaobao suddenly turned around and looked at the fat man. The anger on his little face was very obvious, he frowned and gritted his teeth.

"What did you say?" Gu Xiaobao said word by word.

Before the fat man could speak, the ghost said, "It's not a problem, it's not a problem."

"Ghost Master, you are kind, you don't need to say anything about this matter," Gu Xiaobao looked at Sang Tianshuo, "Big nephew, you said!"

Sang Tianshuo did not refute this time, saying, "These people came to the restaurant to make trouble. The old man said something fair just now. They want to throw the old man out!"

This was not added to the fire, but Sang Tianshuo also saw something, and did not say anything about the old man, but changed his name to the old man.

The fat man nodded and said, "That's the matter, what's wrong? Believe it or not, I'll throw out the beggars of you, the old and the young!"

The fat man didn't know how close Song Zixuan and Gu Xiaobao were, otherwise he wouldn't say that. Fang Rui alone would be enough to throw them out...

Gu Xiaobao smiled and said, "Okay, what you said, Yuwen Xiao, do what he said!"

Yuwen Xiao walked over and faced the fat man directly. Looking at Yuwen Xiao who was even colder than Fang Rui in front of him, the fat man couldn't help swallowing: "I tell you, this... isn't your business, don't meddle in other people's business with rats, I'm...ah...ah...why are you..."

Before he finished speaking, Yuwen Xiao grabbed his collar. The fat man looked like a weight of 180 or 90 kilograms. In Yuwen Xiao's hand, he was picked up directly.

The other people were stunned, and wanted to approach but didn't dare to. They watched Yuwen Xiao pull the fat man out of the restaurant.

When he walked to the door, Yuwen Xiao tried a little harder, and the fat man was thrown out directly. He beat him two times on the ground before stopping.

When I sat up again, the fat man's nose bleeding was flowing out, his face full of earthy expression.

"I, Cao, you want to be crazy. Do you know who I am? I will let your restaurant close tomorrow!" The fat man roared, crying as he spoke.

Yuwen Xiaoli ignored him and walked back, looking at the other gangsters: "Are you going by yourself or let me throw it out?"

The gangsters' faces were pale and they all started walking outside without saying a word.

Sang Tianshuo smiled and said, "Okay, you are the one who begs for food, you are still cruel, just throw it out."

"That's not, what do you mean by this kind of person? Just beat him up," he said, turning to look at Gui Master, "Gui Master, I've been looking for you for a long time. When did you come to Dumen?"

The ghost's face regained his previous kind smile: "Haha, I just returned not long ago. I've been stunned in the east district of the city these days. The shopkeeper's credit for me every day."

Song Zixuan smiled: "Okay, old man, I don't know you are Xiaobao's friend. If you want to know, please ask you."

"That's not possible. I, an old man, just greedy for wine. If you always ask you to invite me, it will break the rules."

"Haha, there are not so many rules, Xiaobao, are you having a meal?"

"I've eaten my second brother, don't worry about me. I went to Dashi Dai yesterday and said you resigned. Then I found out that you are here. Is the business okay?" Gu Xiaobao said.

Song Zixuan thought to himself that he was indeed from the Beggars' Sect. From ancient times to the present, it is absolutely right to find out about the Beggars' Sect.

Otherwise, how would Gu Xiaobao ask for information to know that he was here to open a hotel in Chengdong?

"Fortunately, it's just two days since the opening. Okay, then you guys talk first, I'll go and have a look at it later."

Then, Song Zixuan went upstairs, found a private room and sat down.

The matter just now was solved, but Song Zixuan felt a little uneasy. It seemed that these gangsters were not that simple to make trouble.

The Fatty and the others seemed to have made trouble without any purpose just now, and they did not report or extort money. To put it bluntly, they were just making trouble.

There is only one purpose for this, that is, to prevent the hotel from operating normally. If he guesses well, similar things may happen in the next few days.

At first, Song Zixuan thought it might be a nearby competitor, but then he thought no, which nearby merchant was so unhappy and dared to go against Cheng Ba?

Song Zixuan did not suspect that it was Ke Hongtao. After all, he had just found himself, so it was impossible for him to make trouble continuously at this time. It seems that...

Mr. Huang!

Song Zixuan suddenly opened his eyes wide, yes, otherwise who else would be there?

It seems that he has started to act, just making trouble and no purpose. This method is really good at playing with it.

Thinking of this, Song Zixuan felt a little regretful. He should have asked Sang Tianshuo to ask the fat man just now. If he admitted that he was Mr. Huang's person, this matter would be clear.

But after thinking about it, Song Zixuan laughed and shook his head and said, "If it were Master Huang, he wouldn't contact him directly. Perhaps the fat man himself didn't know that he was doing business for Master Huang."

The alley across the street from Facai Hotel is a small alley. Although the lights are dim and faint, they are enough to illuminate the nearby areas.

Several gangsters were squatting on the ground smoking, while the fat man walked around with his cell phone, with a serious expression.

"Mr. Tian, ​​you finally answered the phone." The fat man said excitedly.

"Well, what's going on?" A low voice came from the other side of the phone.

"It's not going well. There are a few people in this restaurant who are very good at fighting, and... and somehow, they seem to have something to do with beggars."

"Begging for food?" Tian Wenkui asked.

Then, the fat man said everything about today.

Tian Wenkui was silent for a moment and said, "I understand, you guys go back first."

"Ah? Mr. Tian, ​​otherwise I'll find a few more brothers to come and smash it for his shop in the middle of the night. How about it?" said the fat man.

"It's not the time yet. If you're not angry, go do it tomorrow night." Tian Wenkui said.

"Okay, I'll feel relieved with you. By the way, Mr. Tian, ​​if this matter is done... can I add some money?"

Upon hearing this, Tian Wenkui said impatiently: "If you like to smash it, don't smash it."

After saying that, he hung up the phone.

"Grass, let's take it for him to be awesome. Brothers, please withdraw."

"What do you mean by Brother Wei? I asked us to smash the store there? Do you still have to pay?" asked a gangster.

The fat man gave him a blank look: "Give it to your sister, I will say that I will smash it if I love it, and I will not pay it!"

"Then...is it still smashed?"

The fat man thought for a while: "Damn, the more I think about it, the more angry I will smash it. I will smash it tomorrow night. There are many people today, so I guess I will be prepared. I will smash it in the middle of the night tomorrow!"

When Song Zixuan walked downstairs again, Gu Xiaobao and the others had already left, and several waiters were packing the store to get off work.

"Master, you're down, the little beggars have just left."

Song Zixuan nodded: "What did you say?"

"I don't know, I don't understand a lot of them chatting, just like foreign words." Sang Tianshuo said.

Song Zixuan frowned slightly and thought: "What are they talking about in the Spring Dict?"

"Chun Dian?" Sang Tianshuo asked.

Fang Rui said on the side: "The Second Master is talking about the spring scriptures of the Jianghu, which is the slander of the Jianghu. In the early years, the gangsters in the Jianghu used a lot, but now there is basically no one uses them."

Song Zixuan nodded: "Those who can use Spring Classics are gangs with inheritance or artists who have a relationship with tradition. Now it seems... they should be from the Beggars' Sect."

"I'm so weird, Beggars' Sect? I thought they were gone now."

Song Zixuan smiled: "In any year, even if all gangs are banned, the Beggars' Sect will not."

"Ah? Why is this? Because the Beggars' Sect is strong?"

Upon hearing this, Fang Rui smiled and said, "You are stupid, who will ban a bunch of beggars?"

After saying that, even Sang Tianshuo laughed out loud.

After closing the store and getting off work, Song Zixuan went directly to Fang Jingzhi House. After all, he didn't know what the Yongshen Record that Mr. Huang wanted was.

This is a word I haven't heard before, so I can only ask Mr. Fang.

However, as soon as I reached the entrance of the alley, I heard two car whistles. I turned around and saw a blue sedan parked aside, and Ke Hongtao was walking out of the car.

"Brother, I've been waiting for you for a long time." Ke Hongtao smiled.

Seeing Ke Hongtao come to find him again, Song Zixuan felt a little annoyed, but he still walked over.

"San Master, you've been looking for me a lot these two days."

"Haha, I hope I didn't annoy me, what happened yesterday..."

Song Zixuan smiled: "San Master, you don't give me any time. It's only one day, right?"

Ke Hongtao nodded: "Yes, I know, but... brother, Mr. Huang is urging him tightly. If we cooperate, I am willing to help you withstand Mr. Huang, otherwise... I'm afraid I'll do something for Mr. Huang."

Upon hearing this, Song Zixuan frowned slightly. In fact, he also thought of this. After all, when Ke Saner came to the hotel for the opening ceremony that day, she had already expressed her relationship with Mr. Huang.

Seeing that Song Zixuan was silent, Ke Hongtao said, "Brother, is the restaurant peaceful today?"

Hearing this sentence, Song Zixuan looked at Ke Hongtao with his eyes. Although his expression was very light, his eyes were a little cold.
Chapter completed!