People are in Xianwu, there are small games

Chapter 32 Shangjia and Xuanshui Eighteen Rides!

The rich soup bursts into your mouth and reaches your taste buds.

Fragrant, strong.

as well as.

"It's salty."

Lu Ming spoke calmly and said this, and then heard Mi Tao laugh loudly: "It's a bit."

"I am a person with a strong mouth and like salty."

"But I don't know what's going on. Today, my mouth also wants to eat something light."

He drank the soup in one gulp and shook his head: "It doesn't taste good."

"British side?"

"Boss, I'm here."

"Go to the kitchen and ask the cook to order some light dishes."

Ying Fang glanced at Lu Ming, who was always there, and sighed slightly in his heart, but still nodded and said: "I know, boss."

He left here again.

……

Literal sword!

In a word, it is a confrontation.

The sentence "Why didn't your father live to be a hundred years old" expressed Mi Tao's psychological position: Your three-phase help Tianzhu collapsed, and you are already a grasshopper after autumn with a few days to live.

Even if you, Lu Ming, are smiling and humble, don't beat me up.

This time, no friendship, no friendship!
Lu Ming's words are salty, but they are also extremely tough! There is a sword hidden in the words!
You're a fat guy who only cares about carrots. Does Lu Yao's lifespan have anything to do with you?

At this point, this uncle and nephew are no longer commensurate with uncle and nephew.

"I heard that yesterday you killed all the people from other forces who came to join us?"

"Well, they want to rob me of Lu Ming's business, and they will never stop dying."

Lu Ming took a mouthful of vegetables and put them in his mouth. While chewing, he said vaguely, "To cut off people's wealth is to kill their parents. I, Sanxiang, have so many brothers to raise, and I'm used to being extravagant. I don't have the financial source of Heichengzhai." , the fate can be imagined.”

Mi Tao laughed immediately: "It's good that you understand this."

Lu Ming's tone slowed down: "Although I, Lu Ming, have been a bastard all my life, now that I am burdened with heavy responsibilities, I naturally understand the truth."

"Master of Mi Village."

"what."

"I don't want to talk to you about anything else. Lu Ming is bound to win this line. You can just say what you want. As long as it's not too much, I can agree to everything."

Mi Tao sneered, and swallowed his elbow meat on his own.

After a long time, he said again: "Can you agree to any conditions?"

"Yes."

"Double the price?"

"Just a little thing."

"Ha." Mi Tao said calmly: "It is said in Xuanshui City that you, Lu Ming, are just a bastard second generation ancestor, but this is obviously not the case."

Lu Ming: "Oh."

Mi Tao suddenly changed the subject: "But the problem is, you don't seem to be very smart."

Lu Ming: "Huh?"

Mi Tao slapped the table and turned up the volume.

"Is our business a matter of money?"

"Double the price?"

"What if the price of your goods is increasing tenfold!?"

"Do you know how much goods our Heicheng Village has to ship in a year? How many things have to be received in a year!? Who in the entire Zhou Kingdom dares to swallow such a large amount of goods!?"

"I just want to ask you, now that Lu Yao is dead, and you, Lu Ming, get the goods from me, who are you going to sell them to?"

"The crossbow armor is in your hands, so what's the point if you can't exchange it for silver and materials? Your Sanxiang Gang can still wear armor and hold the crossbow, so it's impossible for the Zhou kingdom to succeed?"

Lu Ming's expression didn't change, he just said softly: "Of course my Three-Phase Gang can't turn back the sky of Zhou Kingdom."

Mi Tao slapped his hands and said, "That's it."

But Lu Ming continued: "That's why I just said that doubling the price of goods is just a trivial matter..."

Mi Tao was taken aback.

"Master Mizhai, you asked me just now, I took the goods from you, who do I want to sell to?"

"Now I will give you the answer: to whom did my father give it to when he was alive, and who is it to be given to now."

Mi Tao frowned: "Do you know who Lu Yao sold the goods to before?"

Lu Ming nodded slightly: "Of course I know. After all, this matter is too involved. If anyone knows about it, except Lu Yao, it can only be me who has been pretending to be stupid."

Mi Tao asked again: "Do you still have the contact information with there?"

Lu Ming nodded again: "This line is not broken."

"Fuck your motherfucker!"

Mi Tao roared angrily, his blood was surging, and his small eyes immediately stared like copper bells!

Under Mi Tao's majestic aura, Lu Ming just sat still in all directions and said, "It's really not broken."

Mi Tao suddenly restrained his momentum, and returned to his smiling face: "Then you also know how your father died?"

Lu Ming smiled and said, "I know."

"Not only do I know how my father died, I also know why so many people want me, the second generation ancestor, to die."

He picked up the sea bowl slowly, and took another sip of the thick soup: "It's our family that has a problem."

"Someone in the state of Zhou doesn't want to see my family continue to stockpile crossbow armor."

"Some people even want to replace the home and become the buyer themselves."

"To put it bluntly, your Heicheng Walled City is a white glove, and my Sanxiang Gang is also a white glove. Now that the people above are going to change, these gloves must naturally be replaced with new ones."

"So on this line, anyone who might have a relationship with the original buyer will die without discussion."

"That's Lu Yao, and me, Lu Yao's only son."

Mi Tao asked softly, "Then why don't you run away?"

Lu Ming asked back, "Why should I run?"

Mi Tao laughed ferociously: "Because you are going to die."

"Because the people at the top say, if you fall down, it's a mountain! It can crush you to death! You can't even hide! Isn't that how your father died?"

Lu Ming raised his brows: "But I'm not dead. Master Mi, didn't you find the most critical part of this matter?"

He patted himself on the chest: "I'm not dead yet, Lu Yao has to kill the whole family, but as Lu Yao's only son, I'm not dead yet!!"

After Lu Ming paused, he smiled and said, "Can you understand the meaning of this?"

Mi Tao finally fell silent this time.

He closed his eyes and opened them again after a long time.

"Someone protects you, otherwise you should die the day Lu Yao dies..."

"Yes."

"So the thread is really not broken."

Lu Ming smiled and said, "As I said just now, this line is indeed not broken."

"And if this line is not broken, my backer will not fall, and our business will still have to be done."

"What it was before will be what it will be in the future. It's just that Lu Yao has become me. We have been cooperating for more than ten years. Master Mi Zhai, you don't want to just change the counterparty, right? After all, this business is very stable. Everything matters."

After a long silence, Mi Tao let out a long sigh.

"Stability is indeed important, and our cooperation over the past ten years can be regarded as a happy one. That is... is your backer really stable?"

Lu Ming's tone also softened a bit.

"To be honest, I don't know."

"The struggle above is still going on, who wins and who loses, and whether my backer will win or not, I don't know."

He suddenly sneered.

"After all, how can we servants know what's going on above?"

When mentioning this, Mi Tao stopped talking.

……

Ying Fang walked into the house in good time.

He felt there was some silence in the atmosphere and clapped his hands.

As a result, various light dishes were served on the table.

Mi Tao slowly stretched out his chopsticks, took a bite of plain cucumber, tasted it, but spat it on the ground with a bah.

"Light, so fucking light!"

He laughed again.

"It's still delicious."

Lu Ming also took a sip of the thick soup, and said with a smile: "Taste carefully, but my nephew also thinks this salty soup is quite delicious."

Looking at each other, the two laughed loudly.

Until Ying Fang laughed so puzzled, Mi Tao suddenly said in a deep voice: "One month, I have to use a month to observe the situation in Xuanshui City. After all, there is no need for me to get involved in this incident."

"But I promise, I won't see anyone in this month."

"Next month, on the day of the joint meeting, I will talk about business matters again. This time, you don't want to kill everyone again."

"However, if your family is stable, then this business is still yours, and no one else can interfere."

Lu Ming nodded directly: "Uncle Xie Mi, this condition is the purpose of my coming here today."

"Also, I need help."

Mi Tao shook his head seriously: "I, Heichengzhai, will not participate in the affairs of Xuanshui City. This is an absolute dead end. You can't find help from me."

Lu Ming smiled faintly: "Uncle Mi, you know who I'm talking about."

Then Mi Tao and Lu Ming looked at Ying Fang.

Mi Tao said in a deep voice: "This is the last escape route your father left for you. Eighteen loyal heroes, I will send you to Tieshan City of Liangguo in case of accident."

After saying that, Mi Tao repeated in an accentuated tone: "But it's just a delivery. There's more than I can do."

Lu Ming's eyes were firm and he simply shook his head: "No need, because I won't leave."

"Have you made up your mind?"

"I've already thought about it."

Mi Tao smiled lightly.

"Smart choice."

He looked at Ying Fang and said softly, "Did you hear that?"

Ying Fang nodded calmly, first looked at Mi Tao, cupped his hands and said, "Thank you for the cultivation and care of the village master over the years."

Mi Tao waved his chubby hands, and saw Ying Fang kneeling on one knee in front of Lu Ming.

"Xuan Shui Eighteen Riders, Ying Fang, met the Young Master."

Lu Ming smiled gently.

"One, the title is wrong, it's the gang leader."

"Second, you should go home too, Yingbo, he misses you very much."

(End of this chapter)