Lebugou is actually a large valley extending southward in the eastern part of the Himalayas. The climate in this season is neither cold nor hot, which is a pleasant time.

Lin San just followed Tenzin and the others along the way, wandering around in the valley for a long time. When he became dazzled by the green scenery and became a little bored, Tenzin and the others finally stopped slowly.

These are several small wooden houses standing on the mountainside, a bit like the houses that the Ewenki people in the north settled after they moved down from the mountains. At the foot of the mountain is a small pool of water, which shines brightly in the sun, as if dotted on it.

Stars in the night sky.

“Great place!”

Lao Bai suddenly became a little sad and sighed: "Back then... I also thought that one day I would stop working and find a place like this to settle myself. Unfortunately, this business is a quagmire.

It's easy to put your foot in, but hard to pull it out. Mark Liu is extremely vicious. It's God's fault that his son can get such a result."

This man was rarely serious. I wanted to comfort him, but out of the corner of my eye, I saw several men suddenly appear from the corners of several wooden houses. I swallowed my words as soon as they came to my lips.

At first glance, these men are not good people. They are about the same age as Tenzin. They are all in their thirties and forties. They are disheveled and have dragons and tigers tattooed on their exposed chests and arms. However, they do not smell like street gangsters.

, there was an indescribable ferocity in the silence. To put it harshly, one could tell at a glance that this was a dog that didn’t bark but bit fiercely. One of them was holding a rice bowl in his hand. It was so early in the morning.

, he picked up the shiny piece of fat meat on the tip of his chopsticks and put it into his mouth. His eyes were sinister, and he could eat all the meat with a fierce glare. He was probably a rare and vicious person.

Needless to say, this should be from Tenzin and his group.

Mark Liu had many adopted sons, all of whom were collected from the market. They were young men with melons and eggs, and they were not very knowledgeable. The outstanding one among them was called the Thirteen Taibao, but most of them were dead, and only Tenzin was left.

, these estimates are the ones except Thirteen.

Wushuang didn't care at all about the gazes of these people. He jumped out of the car and smiled shyly at these people.

I noticed that this guy kept moving his fingers against the side of his legs, as if he were playing a piano. Based on my understanding of him, I knew that he was probably unhappy with these people, so I coughed lightly to signal him to be more honest.

Those people had probably never seen such a fair and tender young man as Wushuang, or they had seen someone who was bullied by them. They immediately laughed and received a few dark looks from Tenzin before they all shrank back.

Crunch!!

The door of a wooden house opened, and a little old man in his seventies walked out of it. His steps were very brisk, but he was dressed very strangely. He was already this age, and his clothes were a bit flashy, and his face was full of smiles.

His pleats were slightly dyed yellow, his T-shirt looked like that of a young man, with a big cartoon character printed on the front, his jeans had holes in them, and the sneakers on his feet were also very fashionable.

As soon as this person appeared, both Tenzin and the men guarding the wooden house instantly put away many of their emotions and guarded him in the middle with a solemn and alert look on their faces, clearly being on guard against us.

Ever since, I was a little confused.

Judging from the posture of these people, this old man is the real owner.

However, it is not consistent with the information we have.

Tenzin had obviously greeted the old man. The old man locked onto the crowd almost at a glance and grinned: "Welcome, welcome."

The voice is particularly young.

"Who are you……"

I hesitated for a moment, then asked tentatively: "Mark Liu?"

Neither Lao Bai nor Tu Xingsun could tell what this Mark Liu looked like. No one had ever seen him before, so it was extremely mysterious.

However, the age of the man in front of him is very similar to Mark Liu.

I was not quite sure what was true or false, and I couldn't help but wonder - could it be that Mark Liu had faked his death?

"Mark Liu is my father."

The old man shook his head and said calmly: "I am his son, Liu Bao, just call me baby."

The blood vessels in my forehead throbbed, and it felt like I had suddenly lost my emotions and almost burst.

"My father is indeed dead. The grave is at the back. You can go and see it."

The old man glanced at me, as if he guessed what I was thinking, and suddenly said: "I am twenty-eight this year."

"Are you sure you're not deliberately being disgusting?"

Lao Bai finally couldn't hold it back and said, "At your age, you're old enough to be my uncle, right? Still twenty-eight?"

A man behind immediately shouted: "How do you talk?"

Before he finished speaking, the "old man" named Liu Bao turned to look at him, the smile on his face disappeared without a trace in an instant, and said expressionlessly: "When is it your turn to speak? Palm Zui

!”

Tenzin rushed forward, grabbed his collar and "smacked" his mouth. The man's cheeks swelled up at a speed visible to the naked eye. He spit out blood and foam, and retreated without saying a word. There was not even a trace of resistance on his face.

Emotions are invisible.

I saw all this and made some assumptions in my mind.

Reproaching the people below you in front of customers is not a way to maintain authority. Nine times out of ten, it is a good sell.

After pondering for a while, I asked: "So, you went all the way to find me just for this? Do you think I can solve it?"

Liu Bao shook his head and said very frankly that he didn't know if I could solve this problem, but he could only find me. At the end, he added that he and I are the same person in a sense.

This was said in a subtle way, but I understood it.

Mark Liu was too bad at what he did back then, and the consequences were too big. As his son, Liu Bao almost didn’t dare to show up, and he didn’t dare to find anyone if there was a problem. He was afraid that people would turn around and deal with him, and I wouldn’t have this problem anymore.

In this sense, if I hadn't met my master and they didn't dislike me, I'd probably live my life as a single man because of our way of doing things.

Although I have not personally experienced it, according to my masters and others, if I jump out and show off, I will probably end up not good.

A master who didn't have much involvement with other people would naturally not kill Liu Bao for money.

So, from another perspective, I have gained Liu Bao's trust.

He can only look for me, and he only dares to look for me.

After figuring this out, many questions were easily answered. After a slight hesitation, I asked, "How did you do this?"

Tenzin left silently, and the people in front of the wooden house also disappeared without a trace.

"When something happened to my father back then, he was actually betrayed by the people below him. Once he was bitten by a snake, he was afraid of ropes for ten years. Therefore, most people below him also avoided matters involving me."
Chapter completed!