The Only Magician on Earth

   As night falls, the city lights up brightly, and the streets are full of traffic.

   Street, ramen restaurant.

   Very simple Lanzhou ramen, the old signboard is covered with dust, and the ramen master with a Western accent shouted loudly:

   "The one without the coriander is ready, it's steaming hot... Who wants it?"

  Some of the diners were already looking a little unsightly, but just looking at the serious face of the little master, they quickly calmed down in their hearts. Maybe the masters from ethnic minorities are not particularly proficient in Chinese...[

  Master is not rude! There is no ambiguity!

  Diners are trying to convince themselves in their hearts.

   There are several tables at the door, and one near the corner, a young man in his thirties is eating ramen with his head down.

   Even when he was eating, the dome hat on his head was not taken off, and he wore a pair of brown glasses, which made it difficult to see his appearance.

  Wow!

A chair opposite    was pulled away, and a tall and thin middle-aged man sat down, his cheeks were slightly thin, and he took off his hat, revealing the bald top of his head.

   "Master, come to a bowl of ramen, just a small bowl!"

   The person came with slender fingers, well-manicured nails, and knocked on the table, and the opening was crepe. With magnetic, very characteristic.

   "Okay! Wait a minute...pull a small bowl...with or without coriander?" The waiter greeted the ramen master loudly, and when he was halfway through, he turned to ask the bald middle-aged man.

"Can!"

  The middle-aged man just said two words.

  The waiter was stunned for a moment before he reacted. This can be... it seems to be a belt, right?

   "Pull a bowl with coriander..."

   Sure enough, finished shouting. The middle-aged man didn't refute anything, so he left with confidence. There is a table next to the guest who has just left, and the tabletop needs to be cleaned.

   "Tomorrow, it will be a tough battle." The bald-headed middle-aged man took out a few napkins and wiped the greasy tabletop.

  It's just that the quality of the napkin itself is not good, it's very lax. After this wiping, not only did the desktop not become clean, but a lot of paper scraps were left, sticking to it. Appears more disgusting.

   The bald middle-aged man frowned.

"Yo! This napkin. Is there such a waste? You don't need to pay for co-authoring, right? It's for wiping your mouth. We won't say anything if you use it to wipe your butt. What are you talking about with the table? !" The waiter was thin, but his mouth was sharp. Just happened to see what the bald middle-aged man did. He said a few words.

  Street shop. There are many such snarky waiters, and the diners around them can at most turn their heads and take a look, and no one pays much attention. [

"I'm sorry! I'm a clean freak. It's a matter of personal habits, not intentional waste. Well, I can pay a little more when I settle the bill for a while, as a small compensation." The bald middle-aged man had a low voice and a smile on his face. I sincerely apologize.

"Hey, that's not necessary. It's just that our street shop, which is not like this! What about the place to eat, how can it be less greasy? The salary is only more than 1,000 yuan a month, and it is not easy to do hard work. The guests waste napkins, and the boss also blames us for not making arrangements..."

   The skinny waiter babbled.

  The bald-headed middle-aged man has been listening with a smile, looking quiet and polite.

   Until the ramen is served, the little guy is busy with other things.

   snoring

  Across from the bald middle-aged man, the guest wearing a round hat picked up the noodles with chopsticks and ate it deliciously.

   "Why bother! In our business, we can kill people, and people can kill themselves. Since debut, I have been mentally prepared." Yuan Hat said while eating ramen.

   The voice was neither high nor low, only the two of them could hear it clearly.

"Brothers have this mental preparation, but I can't let the blood of my brothers go in vain. I am a dignified maple leaf, and I can have today's illustrious reputation, not by benevolence to convince people, but by killing. We kill Others, can! Others kill us, no! Otherwise, brothers, my heart will be chilled, and the honor of my Maple Leaf will be gone."

  The bald-headed middle-aged man's voice seemed to be slightly hoarse, but also seemed to be magnetic, low, and easy to convince.

   Although he was talking about fighting and killing, his facial expressions seemed to be casually chatting yyng.

   This kind of gentle attitude, not only did not weaken his momentum, but made him appear more attractive.

   "Then tell me, I'll do it!" The guest with the round hat said a few concise words while eating the ramen without raising his head.

"There is news that the old man will also come to the ceremony in person tomorrow. Our analysis shows that the Su family will definitely regard this as a stimulus to them, and this time it will make them crazy. Therefore, the time for them to start will definitely be It will be tomorrow." The bald middle-aged man said.

   "They dare to tear their face with that one?" The round hat guest finally raised his head.

"They shouldn't dare to tear their faces. The situation in the capital is very delicate, and it is not easy to achieve today's balance. The Su family, dare not do this. However, they will not let the prestige of the family be provoked and not fight back. So, if I If I guessed correctly, they will do it after the ceremony. In this way, it is a shame for some people.

   If Fourth Master Su heard the words of the bald-headed middle-aged man here, he would definitely be shocked.

  Because it was so consistent with his thinking, and with his whole plan.

   "Fox, as expected of a fox!" The round hat guest was silent for a while, his tone was flat, and he could not tell what his attitude was.

   "Fox, it will always be a fox. A poisonous snake will always be that poisonous snake!" The bald middle-aged man said in a low voice.

  Fox, the famous think tank of Maple Leaf, he completed the collection and distribution of a lot of news, as well as the planning of important assassination plans. [

  Viper, the famous killer of Maple Leaf, shot to death, making people terrified, mentioning his name is more terrifying than mentioning the viper.

"The Su family wants to shoot, and we have to shoot too. Gu Feng, tomorrow is dead. The key to the problem is not to let him die in the hands of the Su family. We kill people professionally. If we can't grab the amateurs, everyone just go home. I have to sell cabbage. I'm a fox, I can't afford to lose that person!" The fox was still in that low tone, speaking very slowly.

   snoring

  The viper continued to gorge on the noodles as if he didn't hear what he said yyng.

"This is your new identity, take a good look at it. With it, you will be able to sneak into the ceremony scene tomorrow. It's hard to tell if you approach the old man, but it should be no problem to approach the ancient style. The organization has also arranged for other people to meet along the way, as long as If you succeed, it will not be a problem to retreat safely. I only have one request, it must be before the Su family. The honor of Maple Leaf depends on you!"

   The fox's slender fingers tapped a few times on the table. Handed over a portfolio.

   Then, without looking at the snake's answer, he stood up. From start to finish, the bowl of ramen in front of him remained motionless.

   "Man, check out!"

   "Okay! Two servings of ramen, one large and one small, are 11 yuan in total!" The thin waiter came over and glanced at the bowl on the table.

   "Okay! It's twenty, so don't look for it. The rest of the money is compensation for the gift I just gave! Personal life hobby, I'm really sorry!"

  The fox seems to have a smiling face, which is easy to give people a good impression.

   "Hi! What are you polite!"

   The little waiter said that, but the money was collected.

   At the same time, he turned around to see if anyone else was paying attention. Obviously, the extra nine dollars was ready to be collected by himself.

   "However, I have already compensated for my fault. Should you be punished for your rude words to me?" the fox said slowly.

"Um?"

   The little waiter was about to turn around and leave, but when he heard this, he turned his head.

"Ha ha!"

   Fox reached out and patted the skinny waiter on the shoulder.

  Invisible, those slender fingers, like the slits between the fingers, a small silver needle with cow hair, between the fingers, the silver needle has disappeared behind the waiter's ear and disappeared.

Snapped!

   The waiter reached out and patted the back of his ear, "This season, where are the mosquitoes?"

   looked up again, the bald middle-aged man was gone.

   "It's really inexplicable! This person is sick!"

   The skinny waiter muttered a few words and went to do his own thing.

   Zi Yo Yo

  The viper picked up the big bowl, drank the soup in one gulp, wiped his mouth, stood up with a face full of mny, and turned to leave.

   Just as he had just walked out not too far, he heard a "pop", but the thin waiter who was cleaning the table behind him slumped and fell to the ground, foaming at the mouth and convulsing all over.

   "Ouch! What's the matter? Does this person have horns?"

   "Hurry up and save people!"

   "Hit 120!"

  “…”

  In the small shop, busy making a group.

   The viper's complexion remained unchanged. He knew that the waiter had no shofar wind at all.

   Those who offend foxes will not end well.

   A little waiter who made unkind words to the fox must be dead. Fox has never been an open-minded person.

  …

  The sun rises in the east, and the entire mountain top is shrouded in the glow of the morning sun, which is extremely beautiful.

   Parking lot, casual clothes in ancient style, free and easy.

   In front of him, dozens of people stood densely.

"Gu Shao, they have all been promoted successfully now, but because the time is too short, they only have internal strength, and the moves are weak. I only have time to teach them the first move in the Soul Breaker, and it's just a fancy way of practicing. ." Jiang Yiyan faced the ancient style, bowed slightly, respectfully.

   However, this time the bald head and others saw it, but there was no contempt.

   In this week's training, Jiang Yiyan's second-rate ancient martial artist's ability is real, not only his internal strength, but his moves, etc., have been practiced for more than 20 years.

   Just showing it a little, let the bald head and others admire the five bodies to the ground.

   Looking at Jiang Yiyan's appearance at this time, of course they would not regard Jiang Yiyan as a flattering sycophant, but admired the ancient style even more. I think the ancient style is simply too capable. Haven't you seen that such a good person as instructor Jiang is obedient? (To be continued...)