Situ Mingqing, who was as old as an old locust tree, was hunched over, holding a bowl of hot tea, and sat quietly by the stove.
The kettle on the stove was emitting white smoke, and the old man was sipping hot tea in his bowl leisurely.
The Yinwei faction run by Situ Mingqing has businesses in various regions, especially the mutton noodle restaurant. It looks like a restaurant on the surface, but it is actually a very famous killer distribution center in the entire underground world.
After all, Yinwei also has to support his family.
Before Situ Lingfeng recalled the hidden guards, all the hidden guards acted as middlemen for the killer...
When Ye Qingxuan walked in from the door, he brought a cool breeze along the way.
Situ Mingqing frowned slightly, without turning his head or moving his body, he said coldly, "Close the door."
Ye Qingxuan closed the door without hesitation, walked straight into the interior of this old sheep soup noodle restaurant, and sat down at a table next to the stove.
In the whole noodle shop, apart from Ye Qingxuan, there was only one shopkeeper, one waiter and one customer.
The clerk was even more carefree than Situ Mingqing, sitting at the counter with his head resting on his arm, nodding frequently, looking drowsy.
The guest is sitting in the most remote corner of the noodle shop. He is a forty-year-old man with a scar on his face. There is only a jug of old wine on the table, and there are no side dishes. On, within reach.
After Ye Qingxuan took his seat, Situ Mingqing didn't say a word, didn't even raise his head, he went forward and threw a large bowl with a bang, sprinkled a handful of oil noodles, filled a bowl of oil tea with a gurgle, turned and walked to The back kitchen began to fiddle with it, and after a while, a large bowl of mutton steamed buns was thrown in front of Ye Qingxuan, without asking any questions, he retracted back to the corner by the stove, and smoked Tobacco.
Ye Qingxuan was stunned in his heart, he thought that the Yan Shisan he pretended to be was cold enough, but he never thought that the old man Situ Mingqing was even colder than him.
When you arrive at a place, you must abide by the rules of that place.
Ye Qingxuan didn't expect that the connector would be Situ Mingqing. It seemed that Zhan Yu's death had greatly touched the old man, and he even came to Xiazhou Mansion to meet him himself.
He explained his identity, but Situ Mingqing should have already guessed it. After all, Situ Mingqing helped advise the killer's identity and appearance.
Ye Qingxuan took the job bowl, without saying a word, Siri started to eat with a snort.
Really delicious!
No wonder Situ Lingfeng, who has always had nothing outside his body, would show a nostalgic expression when he mentioned the haggis noodles and mutton steamed buns here...
Ye Qingxuan ate deliciously, and the old man was happy to see it, so he got up and went into the back kitchen, the sound of knives cutting the chopping board sounded for a while, and the old man brought out two more plates after a while, a plate of lamb head meat, a plate of haggis, and A small plate of dipping sauce, still the same, was thrown in front of Ye Qingxuan, and without saying a word, he went back to the corner to smoke a cigarette.
this old man...
Ye Qingxuan smiled and ate more happily and sweetly.
Crash!
At this time, the closed door opened again from the outside, and a gust of cold wind squeezed in along with the two figures along the crack of the door.
The originally scorching, warm temperature suddenly became extremely uncomfortable, like the most comfortable bed being lifted by someone, no matter how good-tempered a person is, he will feel a little angry at this time.
This time, not only old man Situ, but also Ye Qingxuan frowned at the same time.
"Close the door!" The two snorted coldly in unison, then looked at each other and smiled.
The guy sleeping on the counter didn't wake up, and the customer in the corner didn't speak either.
The atmosphere was terribly weird.
A cold snort came from the big bearded man who came in last, he didn't care about the order to "close the door", he pushed away the young man in front of him, and walked straight to Situ Mingqing who was squatting by the stove.
The two were obviously not in the same way. The young man who was pushed away by the big man was flushed with anger, and his right hand, which was clenched tightly on the hilt of the sword, had already turned white, and it seemed that he might draw his sword to challenge at any time.
Killing people is the most basic thing in this business, but after hesitating for a moment, the young man finally did not draw out his sword, and sighed rather self-pityingly, turned around and closed the door, and found a seat like Ye Qingxuan. Sit down quietly.
The bearded man glanced at the young man with disdain, then gave Ye Qingxuan and the man in the corner a threatening look, and said to Situ Mingqing: "Old man, I heard that you have made some big deals recently... I don't know the name of the shopkeeper." But here? Tell him that the big man who can make him a fortune is coming... "
The bearded man was very imposing, like a hand warmer thrown in under the bed, but the bed was already very comfortable, this hand warmer not only couldn't fit in here, but seemed superfluous.
"Get out!" The big man who was originally full of hope got only this response, and Situ Mingqing took a puff of cigarette, and that sentence was more like an incidental to this puff.
The big bearded man's eyeballs widened instantly, and the anger almost burst out from his eyes, and the right hand holding the handle of the knife turned white, his voice sank, and he shouted: "Old man, what did you just say?"
"Get out!" Situ Mingqing said calmly without turning his head, "No matter where you heard the news, if you want to survive, get out immediately..."
The curly-bearded man was enraged immediately, and shouted: "I am Du Sha of Zhanduanshan from Yanzhou, how dare you tell me that..."
Peng!
Before the words fell, the person had already flown out.
Except for Ye Qingxuan, no one could see how Situ Mingqing made his move.
The big bearded man with a mouth full of blood turned over and stood up again. Not only were the palm prints on his cheeks clearly visible, he opened his mouth, and even spit out several snow-white teeth.
"You, you, you..." The bearded man was shocked, and finally understood that the old man in front of him was definitely not something he could provoke.
Situ Mingqing got up slowly, walked towards the back kitchen, and said at the same time: "Go away, your ability is not as good as that kid who came in with you..."
The young man looked less than twenty years old, and in the eyes of the old man, he was indeed a child.
"What?" The bearded man was furious, he turned his head and looked at the young man who was covering his mouth and laughing.
"Zhanduanshan" Du Sha was almost dizzy with anger, and cursed: "I'm not as good as this yellow-haired boy? Are you blind, old dog? I'll kill him now and show you..."
In order to prove the old man's ignorance, Du Sha has already rushed out, clang!
A cold light flashed on the blade, and it was about to be unsheathed!
But the knife was only drawn halfway, and then stopped...
Because the young man's sword had pierced his throat!
The sword penetrates one inch and three points.
Du Sha's body began to tremble, he wasn't down yet, so he wasn't dead either.
The smile on the young man's face was still there, and he said lightly: "You are famous? What's the use of that? As a killer, but thinking about how to become famous, this is not a good thing."
Du Sha stared at him, his eyes protruding.
The young man continued: "So, you'd better die."