Sitting in the main hall, guarding the hairpin and flower pot, I watched the whole night, and even the bowl of noodles that my daughter brought to her eyes and didn't touch it. When it was dawn, Master Na Jiu, who had red eyes, finally couldn't bear it. He stuck his head on the table and touched a walnut-sized lump on his forehead!

Rubbing the faint pain of the green lumps, Na Jiuye's ear suddenly got up as he heard the sound of smashing the door from the gate: "Who is this?! How did you hit the door early in the morning to smash the open flame?"

While shouting, Master Na Jiu stood up from the chair, but unexpectedly, after sitting for the middle of the night, the blood on his legs had already become a little stiff. As soon as he took half a step, he staggered and almost fell to the ground for his teeth!

Listening to the wrong movement at the gate, Nalan, who had gotten up early and worked in the kitchen, wiping his hands while lifting his apron and running to the yard, facing Xiang Youbao who had just run out of the room, shouting: "Senior brother, go and see who is this early morning...Oh..."

He trotted to Master Na Jiu who fell to the ground. While Nalan mixed Master Na Jiu onto the chair with a little complaint, he whispered to Master Na Jiu with a little resentment: "You are really... looking at a basket with a hairpin and a basket all night, and I don't know what kind of devil you are doing?"

Gripping his teeth and rubbing his arms and legs that were hurt, Master Na Jiu ignored Nalan's nagging full of distress, and only raised his chin and shouted at Xiang Youbao who was standing in the yard: "Go to the door and take a look. Who came here to hit the door god early in the morning?!"

Although she had only slept for more than two hours, Xiang Youbao seemed full of energy. She agreed to Master Na Jiu neatly. Xiang Youbao walked to the front door quickly and shouted outside the door with a loud voice: "Who is it?!"

Through the thick door leaf, Mr. Xiong's voice suddenly came to his senses: "Oh? He just took the worm king and showed off, right? Open the door for you Mr. Xiong!"

He raised his hand and took off the sturdy door bolt. Xiang Youbao bowed to Master Xiong who was standing in front of the door and smiled: "Mr. Xiong, you are lucky! Why did Master Xiong get up so early today?"

He turned his head and spitted phlegm on the street. His eyes were covered in blood. His hoarse voice shouted at Xiang Youbao who was blocking the door: "Get up early? Your Mr. Xiong didn't sleep at all last night! I didn't say anything nonsense. Mr. Xiong, I poked the pole at Zhushikou. The scene should not be vague! Come on, carry it over!"

With the promise of several green-skinned gangsters following Mr. Xiong, a heavy wooden box was immediately carried to the yard gate.

He raised his foot and kicked open the lid of the small wooden box. Master Xiong tugged his arm and hugged Xiang Youbao and fisted: "The rules on the scene, you can see happiness when you accumulate the game, and you can get money when you handle it! This year, the autumn insect meeting, our masters and others have seen a few small money. The one in this box is yours! Why, should you ask someone to carry it into the yard, or just check the number here on the street?"

Looking at the big son who was trampled by Master Xiong, Xiang Youbao had a smile on his face, but he was not polite at all: "This number... isn't it right?"

With a glaring eyes, Master Xiong suddenly changed his tone: "I'm not satisfied, right? I'm giving you a box of big boys to look down on you. Could it be that you still think about giving you a box of big boys?!"

Listening to Mr. Xiong's voice change, the green gangsters standing behind Mr. Xiong immediately shouted with understanding: "The beggars still think the food is bad? Are you looking for a beggar to beat me?"

"Mr. Xiong admires you and looks down on you. Don't be in a hurry to find it uncomfortable!"

"This is Mr. Xiong's particularity. He cared about the rules on the scene. If it were me, he would not give him a big son!"

It was as if I hadn't heard the shouts and intimidation of those green gangsters. Xiang Youbao still had a smile on his face, but his words were not soft at all: "Since Mr. Xiong said that...that's OK! I'll carry this box and spread it to Qianmen Street, and nag it to the men passing by, telling me how Mr. Xiong saved up this game with me?"

Seeing Mr. Xiong standing in front of him, Xiang Youbao laughed at Mr. Xiong without any panic and said, "It's not just about the matter of accumulating the bureau. The man who is the butler under Mr. Xiong sold a Seven Killing Scorpion and a fake gold and stone to Mr. Qi San. I guess Mr. Xiong is safe in his bags? According to the rules of the bureau, all the money obtained from the bureau must be revealed. Everyone should share the money according to the efforts of the bureau. Master Xiong, do you think this is considered a matter of playing... "

Before Xiang Youbao could finish his words, Mr. Xiong's face was suddenly gone, and his voice also lowered in an instant: "This matter is not in the work of collecting the game, don't talk nonsense!"

With a chuckling, Xiang Youbao raised his hand and pointed at the small wooden box that was still trampled by Master Xiong: "That Master Xiong is in this box..."

He stared at Xiang Youbao fiercely, and Master Xiong frowned and snorted: "I'll change you to the ocean!"

He bowed to Master Xiong with a smile, and Xiang Youbao's words obviously became more kind: "Then I thank Master Xiong! But... I still have two things to do, so I have to beg Master Xiong to do it!"

Like an angry bull, Mr. Bear sprayed a heavy breath from his nostrils, and shouted at Xiang Youbao, "Don't...not satisfied!"

He grabbed Master Xiong's wrist and Xiang Youbao pulled Master Xiong into the yard without saying a word: "Mr. Xiong, don't be anxious, you can wait for me to finish your words, it's not too late for you to decide!"

Caught out of control, and could not resist Xiang Youbao's strength at all, Master Xiong staggered and was pulled into the yard by Xiang Youbao, and then pressed it to a chair. Then he looked at Xiang Youbao with his eyes squinted and shouted, "What's your idea?"

Looking back at a few green-skinned gangsters shouting and following the yard, Xiang Youbao smiled at Mr. Xiong, who was puzzled and angry, and said, "I can only say this to you alone! Do you think..."

Looking at Xiang Youbao's eyes floating again to the green-skinned gangsters who rushed into the yard, Master Xiong snorted coldly: "I don't know how to suck on the ground of Sijiu City! You guys, wait outside!"

Only when the young gangsters left the yard, Xiang Youbao smiled and bowed to Mr. Xiong who was sitting on the chair: "I'll ask Mr. Xiong first, how many items are there for the game? Don't tell me how many items are there for me? Just say that you think this item is OK?"

His face changed his expression. Master Xiong hesitated for a long time before he squeezed out a movement from his throat: "Yes!"

Looking at the changing face on Mr. Xiong's face, Xiang Youbao smiled happily: "Then I would like to ask Mr. Xiong, how long will it take to save such a game in this 49 city?"

Twisting his neck, Mr. Xiong said to Xiang Youbao with some confidence: "I dare not say that the three overall situations in the 49th city are still the same in a year! If you want to talk about the small situation... As long as there are people on the streets, this game will be successful! But when it comes to the investment... Mr. Xiong, I don't hide it - to be honest, there are not many people who can match this autumn insect meeting this year!"

Before Master Xiong finished speaking, Xiang Youbao bowed to Master Xiong: "Then I will congratulate Master Xiong first - Master Xiong, you will make a fortune, make a fortune!"

Looking at Xiang Youbao's serious appearance, Mr. Xiong, who was aroused by interest, stopped showing a poor look and shouted at Xiang Youbao with his neck: "What do you mean?"

Master Na Jiu who was sitting in the main hall rubbing his arms and legs, Xiang Youbao raised his voice slightly and said to Master Xiong with an inquiring look: "Things in Sijiu City must be hidden from Master Xiong's eyes! Last night, my uncle had already made the foundation in front of the players walking in Sijiu City. Huozhengmen has since set up a flag and erected the font last night..."

As if it was a pig urine bubble that was deflated, Master Xiong suddenly lost interest: "It's just this broken thing? Are you Huozhengmen or Huoto Army? What's the matter with Master Xiong?"

He raised a slap, looked at the leopard and said to Master Xiong, "It's just a scorpion fight. Master Xiong, you have received a lot of benefits. The ones we serve in the Fire Master are not just scorpions, but also snakes, eagles, dogs, monkeys, chickens, rats, oxes and other various beasts! I don't need to say anything, Master Xiong, you think about it yourself. Just in this 49 city, how many people can play these things? How many players are there who are fighting, gambling, and saving games?"

Sucking her teeth, Mr. Xiong frowned and thought for a while, then looked up at Xiang Youbao: "What do you mean..."

With a wave of his hand, Xiang Youbao said to Master Xiong simply and neatly: "Don't ask my uncle, I can make the decision on this matter - in the future, there are all the scenes of fighting beasts in the main gate of Huo. Master Xiong, you will be here to accumulate a game and serve as the banker! This is not counting, I can also make a death appointment with Master Xiong!"

"What a death date?"

"As long as the beast fighting that I took out from the Huozheng Gate loses, how much money did you pay, Mr. Xiong, all of it is my Huozheng Gate!"

With a 'clang', Master Na Jiu, who was sitting in the main room, accidentally threw the bowl of tea that Nalan had just handed to him to the ground!

With his lips trembling, Master Na Jiu almost pulled his neck and shouted: "You dead child... are you not going to make a fortune, are you going to have a life-threatening life?"

When he slapped two times, Na Jiu did not care about the pain on his forehead, and his arms and legs were still slapped. He turned his head to look at him and waved his slap: "You are a wise man, you can't listen to this dead child talking nonsense! No matter what you do in the world, you can only win for a while, so who can win for a lifetime?"

He looked up at Master Na Jiu with a anxious look on his face. Xiang Youbao smiled at Master Na Jiu with confidence and said, "Uncle Master, why are you anxious? This matter is too big. Even if you agree, Master Xiong has to go home to think about it? Besides, if you fight with whom or not, you have to make the decision, right?"

Standing with his eyebrows stunned, Master Xiong turned around and glared at Master Na Jiu with some dissatisfaction: "I really didn't see that the insect king at this year's autumn insect meeting has a rabbit gall?!"

He held his two slaps together, and he bowed to Master Xiong with a smile: "My uncle is honest, and I have not taken care of myself for these years, so I dare not speak if I bully him! Then he said that at Debele's mansion, he dared to find someone to change a loan note for my uncle! The interest of 100 yuan and 2 yuan was a blink of an eye, and in a blink of an eye it became 500 yuan and profits! Who would you like to reason with this matter?"

He sniffed contemptuously, Master Xiong snorted disdainfully: "Is he a man made of pen sticks from Zhushikou? He just pointed to the pen and ink and made some tricks to eat! This matter... don't worry about it! In half a day, I asked someone to send the loan note to you! But what you said just now..."

He simply slapped Mr. Xiong, and shouted at Mr. Xiong Youbao with some pride, "Slap two slaps. If Mr. Xiong nods in this matter, then do what we said just now!"

With a thick slap, Master Xiong slapped at Xiang Youbao without hesitation and made a crisp sound: "He is a bright man who has gone through the scene! Okay, Master Xiong is a sure thing for you!"

After raising his legs and wandering around the yard for a long time, Mr. Xiong picked up a hard old city brick from the wall and grabbed it in his hand. He shouted at the several green gangsters who were protruding their heads at the entrance of the yard: "Go, find a nail for me!"

Amid the chaotic agreement, a smarter green-skinned gangster looked around and immediately pulled out a square door nail from the already rusty and loose door knocker of a family next to him, and handed it to Mr. Xiong who had already walked to the gate of the yard like a treasure in his hand.
Chapter completed!