Seeing that Master Na Jiu pulled Xie Menshen back to the house and muttered, although he was full of doubts, Xiang Youbao could only settle the terrified children and go back to the house to rest first. Then, he carried the things that lived on the cart one by one and put them on the open space in the second yard to dry the water stains.

After a lot of trouble in the middle of the night and the busy work, even Xiang Youbao, who was strong, felt a little tired. He gasped and was about to find a saliva to drink before he could move, someone had already handed him a cup of warm tea and a few pieces of trough cakes that emitted the aroma of grain.

Turning his head and looking at Nalan holding tea and trough cake in his hand, Xiang Youbao smiled silly: "It's still my junior sister who knows that she feels sorry for others!"

He stuffed the tea bowl and the trough cake into Xiang Youbao's hand, but Nalan gave Xiang Youbao a white look. While holding a clean rag and wiping the remaining water stains on the houses where he lived, he whispered to Xiang Youbao: "I know how to show off! In that rainy weather, I took Uncle Xie's family to run all over the street. Something really happened, but how could it be?"

He swallowed a piece of trough cake in a few bites. Xiang Youbao smiled at Nalan, who was busy cleaning up his life and said, "What can happen? On the streets of Sijiucheng, it will rain two times, and can I drown on the street? Besides, am I still able to water?"

Neither pay attention to Xiang Youbao's obvious joke with laughter, Nalan carefully sorted out the household items that lived in life, and just said softly to Xiang Youbao: "If you don't have enough food, there is still something in the ear room next to you, so you can eat enough."

After eating a few pieces of trough cakes, Xiang Youbao drank the tea in one breath, then raised the back of his hand and wiped his lips: "That's about it! Junior sister, there's something to ask you - what is a pot guy?"

While wiping the water stains on the miscellaneous items, Nalan replied casually: "I don't understand this very much. It's almost a group of green-skinned gangsters on the street, right?"

She frowned slightly, Xiang Youbao stared at the room where Master Na Jiu discussed things with several others, and muttered in wonder: "Why do I think... When I heard that Uncle Xie had provoked the gangster, Uncle Na's expression was wrong?"

Looking up at the room where Na Jiuye and others were discussing matters, Nalan calmly angrily pointed at a bench outside the room: "If you are tired, go sit and rest?"

As soon as he saw the bench placed next to the door of the house, Xiang Youbao immediately understood it and walked to the bench and sat down.

Perhaps because there are no outsiders in the Huozhengmen Hall, Na Jiu's voice was a little higher than usual, which happened to make Xiang Youbao, who was sitting outside the door, hear it clearly: "My good junior brother, are you talking?! I have drunk a pot of tea, but you don't say anything. How can you help you if you ask us?"

Still speaking hard, Hu Qianli's words also showed some anxiety: "The pot was originally found since the Qing Dynasty. It is said that a group of green-skinned gangsters on the street occupied some houses of widowed and widowed and orphans. They demolished the houses in the yard and set up a pot to cook. Even the smoke and clouds could be seen in the Forbidden City! On weekdays, the green-skinned gangsters in these pots used money to deal with people's affairs, and they always used everything! But Brother Xie, how could you go with these people..."

Before Hu Qianli finished speaking, Xie Gate God, who had been silent for a long time, finally sighed heavily: "I gave birth to five children in a row. As the sixth one was about to land, I rely on me to make some money in Liba's business, and how can I support this family? I was so anxious that I wanted to find someone to sell the house, so I could take care of it first! But I didn't expect that the person was a gangster in the pot. I bullied me and took my house and even robbed me of a thousand oceans of loan notes! Now... Brother Na, this matter cannot be linked to you no matter what, let alone the main door of the anger! I will take my wife and children back to the grass shack. From now on...you will think that I have never been my junior brother!"

He heard the sound of tables, chairs and benches in the room. It was obvious that Master Na Jiu, who was holding Xiemen Shen, shouted in a angrily voice: "My good junior brother, you think that you can get rid of the main gate when you leave?! Senior brother, I will leave this here today. Even if the whole family jumped into Yongding River, those pot guys can still come to the door to sip things! Haven't anyone heard that? The pot guys' gangsters are 70% troubled?! If they don't eat and chew the people's belts, they can't stop!"

With a heavy sigh, Xie Menshen's voice was filled with despair and helplessness: "Then...why am I doing well?!"

For a moment, it seemed that no one could think of a way to solve the problem in front of him, and the room suddenly fell into silence.

Pinching his forehead, which was painful because of staying up late and getting wet in the rain, Xiang Youbao thought for a while, got up and walked straight into the room, and said to Master Na Jiu who was sitting on the chair, who kept shaking his head and sighing, "Uncle Master, I just heard it outside, I want to ask you - what kind of ability can the green gangsters in the pot have? Can you force Uncle Master Xie to become like this? No matter what the other person is, if you are arrogant, Uncle Master Xie will not be able to put it flat just by raising his hand?"

After barely being cheered up, Master Na Jiu said to Xiang Youbao with a frown: "These green-skinned gangsters in the pot are poorer than those of Mr. Xiong who poked the poles and ate in all directions. They are all gathered together by asking people to steal the mountain and seize the territory. They are not counting in bullying widows, widows, orphans on weekdays. The ones who are dedicated are just to eat money and make money to make money and work! No matter what the other person is, even if they can't beat you, they are stunned to be able to draw a dead lottery, let the green-skinned gangsters who draw a dead lottery hanging at your doorstep, and then find several other green-skinned gangsters to be the victims to sue! Even if the arrogant family has experienced such a few unlucky lawsuits, it is inevitable that the family will be destroyed!"

Shocked in surprise, Xiang Youbao shouted at Master Na Jiu in surprise: "This method... they can use it too? But if this is the case, why don't they use this method to steal the original mountain and territory?"

He shook his head helplessly, and Na Jiu said dejectedly: "There are rules for each company. Even in the gangsters, the rules are determined! No matter who fights for the top of the mountain and loses the situation when he grabs the territory, and admits his cowards, he never turns back to find the rules for the future account, and he can't poke the pole and open it again! If anyone violates this rule, the big gangsters who poke poke the pole in Sijiu City can summon everyone to destroy him! Looking at the 10 years ago, two gangs of gangsters who poke poke poke pokes in Sijiu City compete for the filial piety silver set up stalls outside Tantuo Temple, they lost the scene and admitted the cowardly one. Later, they beg for food in the city gate, and they didn't even pass that winter, and they fell down alive!"

Shengsheng twisted his eyebrows into two big bumps, and Xiang Youbao whispered in a low voice: "Then no one can cure these gangsters in the pot?! There is no way?!"

She Youdao, who was sitting beside her, said in a muffled voice: "Those gangsters in the gang are all taking off their pants and beating tigers - they are both lifeless and shameless. Who can do anything to them? Listening to the old people, one time, a young business owner saw that their ancestral business was about to be cheated, Xin Yiheng made an appointment with the gangsters in the gangsters in the gangsters in the gangsters in the gangsters in the gangsters in the gangsters in the gangsters in the gangsters in the gangsters in the gangsters in the gangsters with a small blade and cut the meat on their legs and sautéed the hot pot. This was the only way to control the green skin gangsters in the gangsters in the gangsters..."

He raised his hand and slapped She Youdao. Hu Qianli interrupted She Youdao's words in a hard voice: "I have heard of that, and it was a scene of both sides suffering from both sides in the end! The green-skinned gangsters in the group couldn't stand the pain and admitted their cowards, but the young owner took the time to carry it back for two days and was still in pain in the bed. The old shopkeeper of the business was just a single son, anxious and heartbroken, and hugged his son's body and set fire to the fire to a piece of white ground!"

He hummed with a curious snorting, Xiang Youbao couldn't help but ask Hu Qianli with a cold face: "Uncle Hu, can you... talk about this in detail? Why do you fight to the death when you make an appointment?"

He stared at Xiang Youbao coldly, and Hu Qianli didn't hide it. He said coldly to Xiang Youbao: "That is the bad rules in the gangsters - whoever wants to settle the matter, then ask a few big gangsters in Sijiu City to testify, and make an appointment to call the formation in person. As for the way to call the formation... the left is just that both sides fight each other, digging their eyes, cutting their noses and chopping their arms and tossing towards the death road. Let's see who can't stand it and admit defeat first, whoever admits to the conscience will lose!"

A gleam in his eyes flashed, and Xiang Youbao asked Hu Qianli urgently: "You must dig your eyes, cut your nose, chop your arms? Is it okay to change the method of fighting fiercely?"

He stared at Xiang Youbao in surprise. Hu Qianli seemed to have figured out something, and hesitated to Xiang Youbao, "Of course there are people around him, drink salt and arsenic, and touch the money-pin board to turn around... What's your idea?!"

He gritted his teeth at Hu Qianli in a strange way, and Xiang Youbao raised his hand to Master Na Jiu who was sitting opposite him and was frowning: "Uncle Master, don't worry, I'm not a stunning flame mountain when I see Uncle Master Xie's incident! Please put your heart in your stomach first, I'll go out to find a few people..."

Looking up at Xiang Youbao's confident appearance, Na Jiu's eyes lit up: "You unlucky child... have you figured out what kind of ideas?"

With a strange smile on his face, Xiang Youbao pretended to be mysterious and bowed to the people staring at him in the room: "Several uncles, let me keep me in a silence first, otherwise... this trick will not work!"

After opening his mouth, Xiemen Shen couldn't help but shout at Xiang Youbao: "Mr. Nephew, don't show off! If this is not done well, I'll put you in again...what do you want me..."
Chapter completed!