"It's so awesome!"

A majestic voice sounded from nowhere, but it was covered by noise in one go.

Young Master Yang was stunned at first, and immediately remembered who the owner of the familiar voice was. He trembled and half bent his knees, and he didn't know which direction he was going to kneel down: "General... General, you... Uh..."

As soon as he spoke, Young Master Yang's face suddenly turned pale, and then he bleeded in his seven orifices, vomiting blood. The fragments of the organs also poured out with the blood in his mouth, which made everyone so shocked that they dodged away, fearing that they would get some things.

"The Tang family's secret skills are as they wish, and they change all the poisons!"

I don’t know who called out, and the onlookers immediately knew what happened to Mr. Yang.

The Meng family and the Tang family are two major martial arts families in Yangzhou City.

The Meng family is good at tools, while the Tang family is good at poisoning.

It is rumored that the inner disciples of the Tang family used some kind of poison as their guide, and that medicine is the guide, which is also the code name for the Tang family disciples.

From this, the disciples of the Tang sect used various poisonous weeds and insects to mix them into them, and the effects of the poisons obtained were not the same. This is called ever-changing; they would also let the poisoned person die with the effect they wanted according to their needs, which is called as they wish.

However, the more this poison goes, the harder it is to get out. Therefore, it will not be easily used unless it reaches a critical moment. Moreover, because the efficacy of the medicine is complicated and the antidote is also very complicated, some people have no solution to the poison.

Everyone only saw Mr. Yang having contact with the pretty boy.

But just now, the boy and the top loli were gone, and there was no chance to find someone to get the antidote...

But after a few thoughts, Mr. Yang had already collapsed on the ground, turning into a pool of blood like snow meeting the sun.

In the compartment, Boss Ye lay lazily on the railing and ordered: "Send Mr. Yang back to his house."

Several people came in to clean up the pool of things on the ground, sprinkled spices to cover the traces, and then placed a few flower pots to occupy the space.

Just because the guests think that nothing is gone, they should chat and drink, and they will get used to it. After seeing too many things about life and death, they will become accustomed to it.

"Boss Ye, last night..."

Had Thirteen finished speaking? The cute little boy walked in and whispered to Boss Ye's ear.

"Thirteen, I have some urgent matters here. You can play slowly and order whatever you want. But this time it's not what I did. Don't dislike it." Boss Ye said a few words, then got up and left.

"...Is there something happening in the city?" Thirteen finally said it after holding it in his throat for a long time. Thinking about it, he simply didn't play the puzzle, and asked directly, "Boss Ye, I want to find a woman with golden eyes, who is a kind of martial arts, who should be quite powerful."

"I don't know where the person you are looking for is, but I can give you some advice." Boss Ye smiled mysteriously, "—Lingyu Mahjong Hall."

"oh……"

Thirteen looked helplessly at Boss Ye’s charming figure leaving, his eyebrows were about to squeeze together.

This is the only thing that free information is bad. You can only get the thread. If you want to find the source, you have to peel off the thread and use your brain to think about it.

Using your brain is more physically exhausted than using your hands. Thirteen raised his hand and ordered another steak.

Only when you are full can you have the energy to do things...

...

If it were normal, Boss Ye would chat with Thirteen. It would be very hard to always greet guests with a smile on his face. Occasionally, he would find a few people who can talk casually, which would be considered relaxing.

But the little boy came over to inform her that someone who called himself an "old friend" came to find her.

Boss Ye is very strange. She knows that many people in Yangzhou City, and many people in Yangzhou City know her, but no one calls herself an "old friend".

This title... sometimes sounds strange.

Boss Ye came to the living room, and a big bald man sat there with his back to her, looking at his movements as if he was eating something.

The maid who had been waiting for a long time came to Boss Ye and whispered: "Miss, he went to the kitchen first as soon as he arrived and fryed all the steaks... we couldn't stop him."

I can't stop it, I dare not stop it, this light

The aggressive aura of his head scared everyone as soon as he entered the door.

People who work in occasions like Mantingfang must develop a pair of wise eyes to see that those people are pretending to be pigs and eating tigers, otherwise they may not end up easily if they annoy anyone.

Boss Ye frowned his beautiful eyebrows and waved his back: "It's okay, you go down first."

"boring."

When someone heard someone calling his name, the big bald man turned around. After seeing the person coming, he picked up a scarf and wiped his smooth mouth: "Oh~ Aye, it's been a long time since I've been traveling around the world for so many years, I still think the beef in your store is the most authentic."

This person was the great monk whom Thirteen met deep in the alley that night - the boring master.

"Just remember to pay."

"Hahaha."

In a blink of an eye, the dozen or so steaks on the table were eaten up by boredom, while Boss Ye was drinking tea without saying a word.

"Huh, it's so good." Bored holding his stomach, "Aye, the steak in your store is so delicious, customers must order it often, right?"

Boss Ye greeted the maid to tea: "When did you come to Yangzhou?"

"I've been here for a long time, it's been several months." Bored picked up the teacup and smelled the fragrance of Ming. His short eyebrows were raised happily, and he drank most of them in one sip.

"Why don't you tell me in advance so that you can help you with the air and dust."

“I have always done a good job of confidentiality.”

"What are you doing in Yangzhou?" Given the background of this old friend, Boss Ye simply asked without going around in circles, "Forget it, just say what to do with me."

"Hahaha, it's more convenient to talk to old friends, so don't blame so many twists." Bored laughed, "Actually, I have also invested in the diet industry recently. You are a veteran in this area, so I want to come to you to talk about cooperation."

"Tell the truth." Since he is an old acquaintance, Boss Ye must be nonsense when he knows that investing in the diet industry.

Bored, he touched Chengliang's big bald head: "Hahaha, it's actually not a serious dietary industry, it's just a small barbecue stall."

"Barbecue stall?" Boss Ye knew it was boring and delicious, but apart from making it for himself, he had never seen him open a store.

"But the money my barbecue stall earns every day is no less than your huge Mantingfang."

Boss Ye was interested: "Oh~ Interesting. Tell me, where is the delicious food you baked?"

Bored whispered: "In fact, it is not the baked goods that are delicious, but the seasonings added."

"What seasoning can be used on steak?" Boss Ye loves delicious food and is very interested in things that can increase the delicious food.

"That seasoning is to grind the magic boy into powder, which looks similar to pepper, so it's absolutely fine to put it on the steak."

Boss Ye slammed the table and stood up: "Devil boy! Do you actually dare to sell the Devil boy?"

"Yes, is there any problem?" Bored and indifferent.

Boss Ye clenched his teeth: "How many people have separated their wives and children because of drugs, and their families have died. Moreover, the court is now catching drugs, so they dare to touch that line!"

"What are you afraid of? I have someone above."

Boss Ye sat down with his sleeves. His nature had disappeared just now. He put on his official face and said indifferently: "You came to me just to sell the devil's child in my store?"

"Of course not, just sell the seasonings to you, put them in the steak, so that everyone wants to eat them again."

Bored, crossing his legs and spreading his hands, saying, "The market competition is very high now. When you first opened a Mantingfang, you were the only steak restaurant in Yangzhou City. Everyone came to your store to have some fresh food. In the past few years, are there few steak restaurants in Yangzhou City?"

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!