Text_Chapter 167 This old man belongs to me
Nine-claw hook?!
I heard that this hook is a sharp tool for catching crabs. For some experts, they can easily grab eggs more than ten meters away without breaking the eggs, which shows how powerful their methods are.
As a member of the thieves, Wang Shuai naturally knows how powerful the nine-claw hook is.
But in the burglar's door, there are not many people who can use the nine-claw hook so smoothly.
Wang Shuai sniffed it hard and then said: "It's Du Lang's breath."
Tang Long smoked his pipe and said, "How do you know?"
Wang Shuai smiled proudly and said: "Haha, to tell you the truth, boss, I have a special skill in stealing doors, called 'Thousand-mile Tracking', which can clearly identify the smell."
"Then how are you sure it's Du Lang's?" Tang Long asked curiously.
Wang Shuai snapped his fingers and said confidently: "It's simple, because Du Lang has body odor, especially when he sweats."
"Enough for one visit!" Tang Long whistled, holding the back of his head, and walked leisurely towards the villa.
Wang Shuai, who was following Tang Long, said: "Boss, are you willing to have the Red Sky Sword snatched away by Du Lang? If I were you, I would definitely catch Du Lang with my own hands and beat him up.
So that he can know why the flowers are so red."
Tang Long rolled his eyes and said, "Little fat man, you really have ulterior motives. You don't want to borrow a knife to kill someone, do you?"
"Hey, how could it be? I'm just worried about the boss's face being damaged." Wang Shuai said with a pout.
Tang Long smiled enigmatically and said: "Haha, your face is damaged? When have you ever seen your boss suffer a loss? Have you ever watched The Legend of Heaven and the Dragon Slayer?"
"The Legend of Heaven and the Dragon Sword?" Wang Shuai chased after him and asked in confusion: "Boss, what does this have to do with the Legend of the Heaven and the Dragon Sword?"
Tang Long smoked a cigarette and said in a hushed voice: "Do you still remember the episode at Green Willow Villa? It was Zhang Wuji who took the masters of the Ming Cult to Green Willow Villa, and then Zhou Dian pulled out the fake Yitian Sword, and then...hehehe.
"
"Oh?" Wang Shuai slapped his forehead and said with admiration: "The boss is really insidious, he even tampered with the fake Scarlet Sky Sword."
Snapped.
Tang Long swung his backhand and cursed angrily: "Can you speak? What does it mean to be insidious enough? Are you insulting me?"
Wang Shuai rubbed his head and said pitifully: "I'm sorry, boss, I said the wrong thing again."
Tang Long raised his eyebrows and said, "It should be called quite sinister."
After saying that, Tang Long laughed and walked away, which was really mean.
Wang Shuai's mouth twitched a few times, who are these people? Even in the robbery, there is no one who is meaner than Tang Long.
After grabbing the Red Sky Sword, Du Lang ordered the driver to drive.
Soon, the black unlicensed car drove away.
"Third uncle, is this the Red Sky Sword?" Du Jingang asked excitedly.
Du Lang laughed and said: "Haha, with this sword, I will have the opportunity to sit in the position of the master of the stealing sect."
Bah.
The Red Sky Sword was pulled out, and some white powder spurted out from it, which hit Uncle and Nephew Du Lang in the face.
The white powder smells very fragrant, like the fragrance of crispy bones. It seems that as long as you take a breath, your whole body will become weak and weak. Your whole body will be in a daze, your legs and feet will be sore and weak, and you will not be able to exert any strength at all.
"Damn it, I've been cheated!" Du Lang lay on the seat and said weakly: "Hurry...go to the hospital for gastric lavage."
Du Jingang said angrily: "Tang Long, it must be Tang Long's fault."
"Despicable, really despicable!" Du Lang gasped in anger and shouted angrily: "Tang Long, I am incompatible with you."
Early the next morning, Tang Long went to Hengrui Medicine Store.
There is no way, the system has given Tang Long a task, the task deadline is only one month, and the time is still very tight.
Although Tang Long has practiced throwing knives, he does not know how to throw money darts.
There are many hidden weapons in ancient China, and the money dart is one of the more common ones. It is made of large coins and has polished edges.
This dart is easy to make, can be carried in large quantities, used concealedly, and can attack the enemy's eyes, throat and other parts.
However, the flight posture of this dart is difficult to master, difficult to practice, and the attack range is limited.
Its biggest disadvantage is that it consumes too much. At that time, who had so many copper coins to make such money darts?
Just like last time, the wine connoisseur still slept soundly on the wicker chair with his gourd in his arms.
But Tang Long knew that the wine connoisseur had already discovered him when he walked into Hengrui Medicine Store, because Tang Long saw his ears move.
What a keen sense of perception?
He is truly worthy of being one of the Five Sanren people!
With the strength of the wine Taoist, even if he faced off against Gui Sha Li Hentian, he would not necessarily lose.
"Old man, look what is this?" Tang Long held up the roast chicken and waved it in front of the bartender's nose.
Sure enough, the wine master fell into the trap. He stood up slowly and smelled the roast chicken vigorously, his mouth watering.
It's that simple?
"Hey, it's delicious roast chicken again, but it's boring." After taking a few sips, the bartender fell asleep again and continued to snore.
There is no other way. In order to complete the task, I can only use my trump card.
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Tang Long used his trump card again, but the old man was not fooled at all. It seemed that the old man was very wary of him.
At this moment, Zhang Danfeng walked in wearing a silver windbreaker and silver boots on her legs. She was still so stunning.
In terms of aura, Zhang Danfeng is not much worse than Xia Bingyao.
When looking at Tang Long, Zhang Danfeng frowned slightly and said, "Why are you here?"
"Ha, what, actually I'm here to become a disciple." Tang Long directly expressed his intention of coming while carrying roast chicken and soju.
Apprenticeship?
Zhang Danfeng was stunned for a moment and said coldly: "Sorry, I don't have the habit of accepting disciples."
Tang Long rolled his eyes at Zhang Danfeng and said, "You're overthinking this. I want to be a disciple of the wine Taoist. I heard that the wine Taoist is good at money darts."
With that said, Tang Long pointed to the wine master on the wicker chair.
"Wine Taoist?" Zhang Danfeng sorted out the medicinal materials, shook his head and said, "You are mistaken. He is not a wine Taoist. He is just an ordinary old man. I saw that he was pitiful, so I took him in."
Tang Long squinted his eyes and said, "So he was taken in? So you have nothing to do with him?"
"No." Zhang Danfeng said with a cold face and gritted her silver teeth.
Tang Long smiled and said: "Haha, then I'm not welcome. This old man belongs to me."
puff.
Zhang Danfeng, who was drinking water, almost choked to death when she heard Tang Long's words. What does "this old man belongs to me" mean?
Before Zhang Danfeng could react, Tang Long held up the wicker chair at the door and swaggered out of the medicine shop.
"Boy, you are so damn shameless!" The bartender lying on the wicker chair almost spat out blood and said angrily: "Put me down quickly."
Tang Long shook his head and said: "I won't let you go unless you are willing to accept me as your disciple."
The wine Taoist said with a frantic look on his face: "Boy, are you okay? Hair-collecting disciple, I don't know martial arts at all, and I don't know any money darts. I'm not a wine Taoist either. I'm afraid you've got the wrong person."
Chapter completed!