City Marshal

The white paper fan was assassinated in the bathroom!

This news quickly swept through the entire Hesheng Hall. Countless hall masters at all levels who were waiting in the Grand Theater were stunned on the spot. No one thought that the white paper fan would die at this time. In their imagination, the Three Kings Even the Hongmen Banquet shouldn't be today, the conflict is too... intense.

In any case, Yuan Bolang's old department will feel ashamed, and thousands of people present will immediately overturn the theater. The irrational lunatics will not pay attention to whether there is any evidence of the killing of the three kings. The white paper fan died at the meeting held by the three kings, that is Iron proof, unless the Three Kings can defend themselves.

Self-certification absolutely did not kill the white paper fan, and at the same time point out who the murderer is.

"Fair! Fair! Fair"

"Murderer! Murderer! Murderer"

I don’t know which old department of Yuan Bolang shouted, and then the surrounding companions echoed the noise, and then it spread to the entire auditorium. Not long after, the Shakespeare Theater of Nuoda University made waves one after another, and nearly a thousand Yuan Bolang’s old department uttered He roared loudly: "Give justice to Military Admiral Bai! Give justice to the eight ministers!"

"Hand over the murderer! Hand over the murderer!"

They didn't lose their minds to attack the Three Kings and their cronies, and they didn't lead the elite to chase down the fleeing murderer. They believed that the peripheral brothers had already done something, at least the newly emerged frog would bite the attacker, so they just sat on the chair Shout out to the Three Kings: "Fairness! Justice! Murderer! Murderer!"

Although more than a thousand of the three kings remained quiet and alert, the aura erupted by the old Yuan's troops still made them frown. Will be overwhelmed by these irrational people.

Therefore, they secretly sent an order to their subordinates: alert.

There was no violent conflict, except that these hall masters were all leaders with status and quality. More importantly, they didn't want to gamble their lives. After all, the two sides fought in the theater, and they were likely to die in the riot. That would have cost too much.

So they only need the three kings to give an explanation for the time being. If the three kings can't satisfy them and convince them, then they will attack together after they go back. He Shengtang is completely divided into two camps. Shan waited for his brothers to seek justice.

"Hand over the murderer!"

The sound swept the venue like a stormy wave, and when they saw the figure of the three kings, it boiled to the peak and the peak, and the brothers outside could hear the roar inside. In this turbulent crowd, all the Hesheng cousins In high tension, only two people looked calm.

That was Butler Fu in the VIP room on the second floor, and Chu Tian.

In front of the large floor-to-ceiling windows of the theatre, Chu Tian shook the red wine in his hand and looked at the crowd downstairs calmly. It was as calm as hearing the news of the death of the white paper fan.

When the news of the killing of the white paper fan reached the VIP room, Steward Fu jumped up from his seat like a dog whose tail had been trampled on, and even dropped the goblet in his hand to the ground. The expression on his face was unbelievably shocked, and he shouted again and again: "What did you say?"

"How could this be a mistake?"

The two leaders of both sides who were in charge of the protection work lowered their heads in shame, not daring to answer, nor did they have the face to answer, and their silent attitude actually represented the answer. Then, Butler Fu became a little relieved, but very Quickly shouted hysterically again: "Where's the murderer? Have you caught the murderer? Who ordered it?"

The several emotional changes on his face just showed his entangled attitude. Once Bai Zhifan died, he would naturally not be able to become the King of Nan. This relieved Butler Fu, but he soon realized that once Bai Zhifan died, his chips and strength were great. If the range is weakened, he will have to stand up and fight.

Against... Chutian.

Steward Fu, who has always been calm and composed, is the second time he has shown a rare gaffe in front of everyone. It looks like a gambler who placed all the bets when he knew he would win. During the card opening, the croupier hinted that he was about to lose this round.

This is quite uncomfortable.

The leader in charge of security lowered his head and added in a low voice: "The murderer ran away, but a mafia member died outside. I heard that it was the body left by the elite of the Three Kings fighting with the murderer, but the other party was still driving a van Run away, and the frog and the rest of the brothers are driving in pursuit."

"The specific answer is estimated to emerge soon."

Butler Fu's expression froze: "Mafia?"

After the head of security and the three kings went out to appease Yuan Bolang's old department, Fu Butler thought for a while and looked at Chu Tian. He seemed to have figured out something, and sighed softly: "Young commander, what do you think of the death of the white paper fan?" ? You wouldn’t answer that I was killed by the Mafia, would you?”

"The murderer is the Mafia."

Chu Tian came out from the corner of the floor-to-ceiling glass, shook the red wine in the glass and said with a smile: "The white paper fan was killed by the mafia! Butler Fu, I hope you can remember this, and I also hope that you will go out later to appease the old man." Yuan Jiubu, I don't want to see conflict or bloodshed."

"I don't even want to see the Hesheng Hall fall apart."

Fu Butler let go of the respect and flattery of the past few days, and a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Young commander, I can tell from your tone that today's murder was designed by you?" Then he let out a hearty laugh : "This frame-up is not bad, but unfortunately it's not the time."

Speaking of this, he raised his finger: "Although you killed the white paper fan without a trace, the brothers downstairs will not allow you to quibble, they will not try to find evidence to crucify you, but want you to find evidence Show evidence to prove your innocence, otherwise they will overthrow this place and start a civil war."

"When the game doesn't matter, it's good to achieve the goal."

Chu Tian took a sip of the fragrant red wine, shrugged his shoulders and responded: "Mr. Bai is dead, and Yuan Bolang's old army will be leaderless! The internal crisis of Heshengtang will also be relieved. As long as the three kings and elites catch the murderer back, Fu Butler, if you reassure people, the overall situation will be certain."

Chu Tian looked at Steward Fu: "Haven't you been influencing Old Yuan's department?"

"Young Marshal is really extraordinary."

A hint of admiration flashed across Fu Butler's face, and then he smiled lightly: "It seems that you have seen through my intentions, so you gave me a gun with bullets that evening!" Then he frowned: "No, you know my intentions!" I approached you on purpose, and knew that I installed a bug."

"That's right!"

Chu Tian nodded honestly, took a step forward and said, "At first I really thought you were being hunted down, but when I saw you sleeping soundly the next day, I saw you wearing a brand new Tang suit and As soon as you have a clean pair of leather shoes, I know you are definitely not a fugitive."

"What does this mean?"

Butler Fu was taken aback for a moment, narrowed his eyes and responded, "I oversleep, maybe because I'm too tired and sleepy, and because I love cleanliness too much in new clothes and shoes, and I also want to present a new image to the young marshal, so that you think I'm not good enough." It would be too depressing and decadent, after all, I am also a proud person."

"It's normal to have a little more respect for your own image."

Chu Tian nodded lightly again, took up the topic and replied: "You are very reasonable, but you are a hunted person, and you did not carry important correspondence lists, important documents, but new clothes New shoes, Steward Fu, don't you think this is absurd?"

When Steward Fu was shocked, Chu Tian added lightly: "I asked the three kings, they didn't prepare new clothes for you, and you didn't ask your brothers to buy them for you privately. These clothes are in your bag. Old Fu, you have time to pack your expensive clothes and shoes."

"Why don't you take the confidential address book with you?"

A trace of helplessness flashed across Fu Steward's face, he patted his clothes and sighed: "The young commander is really a man of genius. He can find clues from his clothes and shoes. From this point of view, you stand still, force me to kill people, and make Laobai the capital of the Southern King. It's a game, the real purpose is to get rid of the white paper fan."

Chu Tian smiled: "Old Bai must die, his hands are stained with too many brothers' blood." Then he raised his finger, and responded in a calm voice: "He is dead now, it's your turn to play! Steward Fu, Just use your prestige and influence to calm them down."

"Can I calm down?"

Butler Fu asked playfully, "I have this ability?"

Chu Tian nodded solemnly, and his eyes fell on Steward Fu's old face: "Of course you have this ability! Liucheng Yuan's old department will give you face, after all, many of them are from Hong Kong, so they will respect you Three points, otherwise the white paper fan won't be annoyed."

He seemed to know everything: "If you hadn't instigated them to fight against the white paper fan yesterday and prevented him from coming to London to hold a gang meeting, how could Lao Bai be so angry that he gave up his status as a military adviser? It was the first time that Yuan Laoji appeared. Disharmony? And you don't want the white paper fan to attend the meeting because you are afraid that he will become the King of the South."

Butler Fu bit his lips lightly, but didn't speak.

Chu Tian picked up the red wine, took a sip and added: "Although I don't know how to divide up the interests between you, I know that if the white paper fan is really the king of the south, you, the person who went to danger alone and approached me, will look forward to it." Benefits, even if I don't find out that you intend to approach me."

"You won't do much in Heshengtang, and this is something you absolutely cannot allow."

A faint smile curled up at the corner of Chu Tian's mouth, and he stroked the glass with his fingers: "I have been busy for so long and risked my life but got nothing, while the white paper fan killed people and set fire but got the title of King of the South, how could you be reconciled? ?You must therefore prevent him from coming to London."

"Young Marshal's analysis really impresses the old man."

Butler Fu breathed out a long breath, and sighed softly: "You keep praising the white paper fan in front of me, and you are trying to make him the King of the South, so you just made me jealous and let the cooperation between me and the white paper fan appear. Crack, the Young Commander's move is really good, but it's too risky."

"In case I have no selfish intentions..."

Butler Fu stared at Chu Tian, ​​and said with piercing eyes: "I have always believed in the white paper fan, are you going to miscalculate? For example, the white paper fan and I took advantage of the opportunity to win the Southern King's position, and then justifiably expanded our power, waiting for the full wings When the time comes to rebel again, the young marshal is about to cry."

"I know you are an ambitious man."

There was a sneer in Chu Tian's eyes, and he took up the topic with a chuckle: "Old Fu, when I saw the Tang suit on you that day, I knew you were an ambitious person. With such a great opportunity now, it is natural that we will not be content with mediocrity.”

"Tang suit?"

Butler Fu took a deep breath: "What's wrong with my Tang suit?"

Chu Tian took a sip of the red wine in his glass, then put the glass on the table and responded: "Your Tang suit is exactly the same as Mr. Yuan's, which means that you imagined sitting in the position of Mr. Yuan; just like in ancient times, one who is not the emperor's How do you feel when people wear dragon robes?"

"rebel!"

Butler Fu sighed softly, nodded and smiled wryly: "Mr. Yuan is indeed a role model in my mind, and I have always wanted to be like him. I always thought that my ambitions were hidden well enough, but unexpectedly I was defeated by him." As for the Tang suit, it was specially made by me."

"It is customized according to Yuan Lao's style, and I want to remind myself of my rise."

Having said that, he looked at Chu Tian peacefully: "Who knows, it has become a big flaw." He showed a touch of admiration to Chu Tian, ​​and then raised his head high: "Young Commander, although you observe carefully, you may act ruthlessly. Yes, but it is still a big mistake for you to kill Lao Bai today, "

"It destroys all your previous efforts!"

Butler Fu stretched out his hand and patted his chest, with a look of righteousness on his face, he said, "Although I have a gap with Lao Bai...but I can still raise my arms and call for justice for him. I believe the old department of Shiwan Yuan will definitely respond." I appeal to fight to the end with the young commander and the three kings."

"Of course, you can kill me, but things will be more serious."

Chu Tian laughed, waving his fingers lightly and said: "Of course I won't kill you at this time, killing you like this, all my previous efforts will be in vain, I will ask you to calm down the anger on the scene, and I also believe that you will help this Busy, because Steward Fu, you are a person who knows the current affairs."

Steward Fu put his hands behind his back and smiled at the situation where the three kings could not calm down: "After these days, especially the tragic death of the white paper fan, I already know that dealing with the young commander is tantamount to seeking skin from a tiger. I helped you calm down the situation. You will definitely cross the river and tear down the bridge to kill me!"

"Let's make a condition."

Chu Tian sat down on the sofa: "You have been tossing around for so long, you should have your own ideas."

Butler Fu didn't have too much hypocrisy, and responded after thinking for a while: "It's very simple! Give me one billion! Then allow me to lead Yuan Laojiu to set up my own family, that's right! I don't want to stay in Heshengtang anymore. After all, it's too easy for you to find an excuse to get rid of my housekeeper."

"this is not OK!"

Chu Tian pointed his finger: "No one can split He Sheng Tang."

Butler Fu raised his head high: "Then you kill me."

Obviously, he saw that Chutian didn't dare to kill him and caused bad things, so he put on a posture that there was no room for peace, but Chutian remained calm, and then threw out a few words in a flat tone: "Butler Fu, then Are a few Shakespeares good? Do those sting?"

Butler Fu's body shook, with surprise on his face: "You!"

He raised his middle finger covered with tape, and a shocked light shot out of his eyes: "How many thorns on the book did you put there?" Bugs, so tampering with the book is understandable."

Yesterday he heard that Chutian was going to ask his servant to clean up the study room. He was afraid that someone would find out that he had installed bugs in the books, so he slipped in while Chutian was away. But when he got to the bookcase, he was immediately dumbfounded. There were a few more books on it. Exactly the same Shakespeare, confused with the original one.

In desperation, he could only read one by one.

He didn't know whether it was because the book was too new or the pages were sharp. His fingers were pricked four or five times. When he found the bug, his middle finger became red and swollen. I went to the room and gave some medicine to the injured, but I didn't take it to heart.

Who knows, this is a conspiracy by Chutian.

"These paper thorns are poisonous."

Chu Tian said honestly: "It won't let you die immediately, but you don't have to think about finding a doctor to crack it. Only by taking the antidote in my hand can you live intact, otherwise you will die in 49 days." It will fester all over and die like a syphilis sufferer."

"you"

Butler Fu's face turned pale, and after a long time he said, "Chutian, you are so despicable."

"Go, go and appease them."

Chu Tian poured a small glass of red wine again, and responded in a calm tone: "As long as you suppress the anger of Yuan Laoji, I will give you the antidote; don't think that I have to suppress the incident for you, wait three days later. If Wang Jingrui catches the murderer, I can still resolve this crisis..."

"Although it is not thorough, there will be no conflict for the time being."

Having said that, he pointed at Steward Fu: "And your life is worthless." Then he threw out another piece of candy: "Butler Fu, if you calm down this incident, although I can't let you stand on your own, but I can let you replace the white paper fan and become the Southern King of Heshengtang."

"You have prestige and ambition, but I want stability and unity."

Chu Tian stood up, walked to Steward Fu and said with a smile, "We each get what we need. Originally, all the benefits of the white paper fan belong to you. You are earning a lot of money. Of course, I understand your safety concerns." , Chu Tian can swear in front of everyone that he will never deal with you."

"I kill people like hemp, but I still have some credibility."

When Steward Fu's eyes flashed with fierce thoughts of struggle, Chu Tian patted him on the shoulder again and said: "Go, go down and tell them! The white paper fan has cooperation interests with the Italian mafia, and Luciano is dissatisfied with him accepting the South Korean mafia. The throne of king, so I shot and killed the white paper fan."

Butler Fu clenched his fist: "Chutian, you are really poisonous." The white paper fan was assassinated in the bathroom!

This news quickly swept through the entire Hesheng Hall. Countless hall masters at all levels who were waiting in the Grand Theater were stunned on the spot. No one thought that the white paper fan would die at this time. In their imagination, the Three Kings Even the Hongmen Banquet shouldn't be today, the conflict is too... intense.

In any case, Yuan Bolang's old department will feel ashamed, and thousands of people present will immediately overturn the theater. The irrational lunatics will not pay attention to whether there is any evidence of the killing of the three kings. The white paper fan died at the meeting held by the three kings, that is Iron proof, unless the Three Kings can defend themselves.

Self-certification absolutely did not kill the white paper fan, and at the same time point out who the murderer is.

"Fair! Fair! Fair"

"Murderer! Murderer! Murderer"

I don’t know which old department of Yuan Bolang shouted, and then the surrounding companions echoed the noise, and then it spread to the entire auditorium. Not long after, the Shakespeare Theater of Nuoda University made waves one after another, and nearly a thousand Yuan Bolang’s old department uttered He roared loudly: "Give justice to Military Admiral Bai! Give justice to the eight ministers!"

"Hand over the murderer! Hand over the murderer!"

They didn't lose their minds to attack the Three Kings and their cronies, and they didn't lead the elite to chase down the fleeing murderer. They believed that the peripheral brothers had already done something, at least the newly emerged frog would bite the attacker, so they just sat on the chair Shout out to the Three Kings: "Fairness! Justice! Murderer! Murderer!"

Although more than a thousand of the three kings remained quiet and alert, the aura erupted by the old Yuan's troops still made them frown. Will be overwhelmed by these irrational people.

Therefore, they secretly sent an order to their subordinates: alert.

There was no violent conflict, except that these hall masters were all leaders with status and quality. More importantly, they didn't want to gamble their lives. After all, the two sides fought in the theater, and they were likely to die in the riot. That would have cost too much.

So they only need the three kings to give an explanation for the time being. If the three kings can't satisfy them and convince them, then they will attack together after they go back. He Shengtang is completely divided into two camps. Shan waited for his brothers to seek justice.

"Hand over the murderer!"

The sound swept the venue like a stormy wave, and when they saw the figure of the three kings, it boiled to the peak and the peak, and the brothers outside could hear the roar inside. In this turbulent crowd, all the Hesheng cousins In high tension, only two people looked calm.

That was Butler Fu in the VIP room on the second floor, and Chu Tian.

In front of the large floor-to-ceiling windows of the theatre, Chu Tian shook the red wine in his hand and looked at the crowd downstairs calmly. It was as calm as hearing the news of the death of the white paper fan.

When the news of the killing of the white paper fan reached the VIP room, Steward Fu jumped up from his seat like a dog whose tail had been trampled on, and even dropped the goblet in his hand to the ground. The expression on his face was unbelievably shocked, and he shouted again and again: "What did you say?"

"How could this be a mistake?"

The two leaders of both sides who were in charge of the protection work lowered their heads in shame, not daring to answer, nor did they have the face to answer, and their silent attitude actually represented the answer. Then, Butler Fu became a little relieved, but very Quickly shouted hysterically again: "Where's the murderer? Have you caught the murderer? Who ordered it?"

The several emotional changes on his face just showed his entangled attitude. Once Bai Zhifan died, he would naturally not be able to become the King of Nan. This relieved Butler Fu, but he soon realized that once Bai Zhifan died, his chips and strength were great. If the range is weakened, he will have to stand up and fight.

Against... Chutian.

Steward Fu, who has always been calm and composed, is the second time he has shown a rare gaffe in front of everyone. It looks like a gambler who placed all the bets when he knew he would win. During the card opening, the croupier hinted that he was about to lose this round.

This is quite uncomfortable.

The leader in charge of security lowered his head and added in a low voice: "The murderer ran away, but a mafia member died outside. I heard that it was the body left by the elite of the Three Kings fighting with the murderer, but the other party was still driving a van Run away, and the frog and the rest of the brothers are driving in pursuit."

"The specific answer is estimated to emerge soon."

Butler Fu's expression froze: "Mafia?"

After the head of security and the three kings went out to appease Yuan Bolang's old department, Fu Butler thought for a while and looked at Chu Tian. He seemed to have figured out something, and sighed softly: "Young commander, what do you think of the death of the white paper fan?" ? You wouldn’t answer that I was killed by the Mafia, would you?”

"The murderer is the Mafia."

Chu Tian came out from the corner of the floor-to-ceiling glass, shook the red wine in the glass and said with a smile: "The white paper fan was killed by the mafia! Butler Fu, I hope you can remember this, and I also hope that you will go out later to appease the old man." Yuan Jiubu, I don't want to see conflict or bloodshed."

"I don't even want to see the Hesheng Hall fall apart."

Fu Butler let go of the respect and flattery of the past few days, and a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Young commander, I can tell from your tone that today's murder was designed by you?" Then he let out a hearty laugh : "This frame-up is not bad, but unfortunately it's not the time."

Speaking of this, he raised his finger: "Although you killed the white paper fan without a trace, the brothers downstairs will not allow you to quibble, they will not try to find evidence to crucify you, but want you to find evidence Show evidence to prove your innocence, otherwise they will overthrow this place and start a civil war."

"When the game doesn't matter, it's good to achieve the goal."

Chu Tian took a sip of the fragrant red wine, shrugged his shoulders and responded: "Mr. Bai is dead, and Yuan Bolang's old army will be leaderless! The internal crisis of Heshengtang will also be relieved. As long as the three kings and elites catch the murderer back, Fu Butler, if you reassure people, the overall situation will be certain."

Chu Tian looked at Steward Fu: "Haven't you been influencing Old Yuan's department?"

"Young Marshal is really extraordinary."

A hint of admiration flashed across Fu Butler's face, and then he smiled lightly: "It seems that you have seen through my intentions, so you gave me a gun with bullets that evening!" Then he frowned: "No, you know my intentions!" I approached you on purpose, and knew that I installed a bug."

"That's right!"

Chu Tian nodded honestly, took a step forward and said, "At first I really thought you were being hunted down, but when I saw you sleeping soundly the next day, I saw you wearing a brand new Tang suit and As soon as you have a clean pair of leather shoes, I know you are definitely not a fugitive."

"What does this mean?"

Butler Fu was taken aback for a moment, narrowed his eyes and responded, "I oversleep, maybe because I'm too tired and sleepy, and because I love cleanliness too much in new clothes and shoes, and I also want to present a new image to the young marshal, so that you think I'm not good enough." It would be too depressing and decadent, after all, I am also a proud person."

"It's normal to have a little more respect for your own image."

Chu Tian nodded lightly again, took up the topic and replied: "You are very reasonable, but you are a hunted person, and you did not carry important correspondence lists, important documents, but new clothes New shoes, Steward Fu, don't you think this is absurd?"

When Steward Fu was shocked, Chu Tian added lightly: "I asked the three kings, they didn't prepare new clothes for you, and you didn't ask your brothers to buy them for you privately. These clothes are in your bag. Old Fu, you have time to pack your expensive clothes and shoes."

"Why don't you take the confidential address book with you?"

A trace of helplessness flashed across Fu Steward's face, he patted his clothes and sighed: "The young commander is really a man of genius. He can find clues from his clothes and shoes. From this point of view, you stand still, force me to kill people, and make Laobai the capital of the Southern King. It's a game, the real purpose is to get rid of the white paper fan."

Chu Tian smiled: "Old Bai must die, his hands are stained with too many brothers' blood." Then he raised his finger, and responded in a calm voice: "He is dead now, it's your turn to play! Steward Fu, Just use your prestige and influence to calm them down."

"Can I calm down?"

Butler Fu asked playfully, "I have this ability?"

Chu Tian nodded solemnly, and his eyes fell on Steward Fu's old face: "Of course you have this ability! Liucheng Yuan's old department will give you face, after all, many of them are from Hong Kong, so they will respect you Three points, otherwise the white paper fan won't be annoyed."

He seemed to know everything: "If you hadn't instigated them to fight against the white paper fan yesterday and prevented him from coming to London to hold a gang meeting, how could Lao Bai be so angry that he gave up his status as a military adviser? It was the first time that Yuan Laoji appeared. Disharmony? And you don't want the white paper fan to attend the meeting because you are afraid that he will become the King of the South."

Butler Fu bit his lips lightly, but didn't speak.

Chu Tian picked up the red wine, took a sip and added: "Although I don't know how to divide up the interests between you, I know that if the white paper fan is really the king of the south, you, the person who went to danger alone and approached me, will look forward to it." Benefits, even if I don't find out that you intend to approach me."

"You won't do much in Heshengtang, and this is something you absolutely cannot allow."

A faint smile curled up at the corner of Chu Tian's mouth, and he stroked the glass with his fingers: "I have been busy for so long and risked my life but got nothing, while the white paper fan killed people and set fire but got the title of King of the South, how could you be reconciled? ?You must therefore prevent him from coming to London."

"Young Marshal's analysis really impresses the old man."

Butler Fu breathed out a long breath, and sighed softly: "You keep praising the white paper fan in front of me, and you are trying to make him the King of the South, so you just made me jealous and let the cooperation between me and the white paper fan appear. Crack, the Young Commander's move is really good, but it's too risky."

"In case I have no selfish intentions..."

Butler Fu stared at Chu Tian, ​​and said with piercing eyes: "I have always believed in the white paper fan, are you going to miscalculate? For example, the white paper fan and I took advantage of the opportunity to win the Southern King's position, and then justifiably expanded our power, waiting for the full wings When the time comes to rebel again, the young marshal is about to cry."

"I know you are an ambitious man."

There was a sneer in Chu Tian's eyes, and he took up the topic with a chuckle: "Old Fu, when I saw the Tang suit on you that day, I knew you were an ambitious person. With such a great opportunity now, it is natural that we will not be content with mediocrity.”

"Tang suit?"

Butler Fu took a deep breath: "What's wrong with my Tang suit?"

Chu Tian took a sip of the red wine in his glass, then put the glass on the table and responded: "Your Tang suit is exactly the same as Mr. Yuan's, which means that you imagined sitting in the position of Mr. Yuan; just like in ancient times, one who is not the emperor's How do you feel when people wear dragon robes?"

"rebel!"

Butler Fu sighed softly, nodded and smiled wryly: "Mr. Yuan is indeed a role model in my mind, and I have always wanted to be like him. I always thought that my ambitions were hidden well enough, but unexpectedly I was defeated by him." As for the Tang suit, it was specially made by me."

"It is customized according to Yuan Lao's style, and I want to remind myself of my rise."

Having said that, he looked at Chu Tian peacefully: "Who knows, it has become a big flaw." He showed a touch of admiration to Chu Tian, ​​and then raised his head high: "Young Commander, although you observe carefully, you may act ruthlessly. Yes, but it is still a big mistake for you to kill Lao Bai today, "

"It destroys all your previous efforts!"

Butler Fu stretched out his hand and patted his chest, with a look of righteousness on his face, he said, "Although I have a gap with Lao Bai...but I can still raise my arms and call for justice for him. I believe the old department of Shiwan Yuan will definitely respond." I appeal to fight to the end with the young commander and the three kings."

"Of course, you can kill me, but things will be more serious."

Chu Tian laughed, waving his fingers lightly and said: "Of course I won't kill you at this time, killing you like this, all my previous efforts will be in vain, I will ask you to calm down the anger on the scene, and I also believe that you will help this Busy, because Steward Fu, you are a person who knows the current affairs."

Steward Fu put his hands behind his back and smiled at the situation where the three kings could not calm down: "After these days, especially the tragic death of the white paper fan, I already know that dealing with the young commander is tantamount to seeking skin from a tiger. I helped you calm down the situation. You will definitely cross the river and tear down the bridge to kill me!"

"Let's make a condition."

Chu Tian sat down on the sofa: "You have been tossing around for so long, you should have your own ideas."

Butler Fu didn't have too much hypocrisy, and responded after thinking for a while: "It's very simple! Give me one billion! Then allow me to lead Yuan Laojiu to set up my own family, that's right! I don't want to stay in Heshengtang anymore. After all, it's too easy for you to find an excuse to get rid of my housekeeper."

"this is not OK!"

Chu Tian pointed his finger: "No one can split He Sheng Tang."

Butler Fu raised his head high: "Then you kill me."

Obviously, he saw that Chutian didn't dare to kill him and caused bad things, so he put on a posture that there was no room for peace, but Chutian remained calm, and then threw out a few words in a flat tone: "Butler Fu, then Are a few Shakespeares good? Do those sting?"

Butler Fu's body shook, with surprise on his face: "You!"

He raised his middle finger covered with tape, and a shocked light shot out of his eyes: "How many thorns on the book did you put there?" Bugs, so tampering with the book is understandable."

Yesterday he heard that Chutian was going to ask his servant to clean up the study room. He was afraid that someone would find out that he had installed bugs in the books, so he slipped in while Chutian was away. But when he got to the bookcase, he was immediately dumbfounded. There were a few more books on it. Exactly the same Shakespeare, confused with the original one.

In desperation, he could only read one by one.

He didn't know whether it was because the book was too new or the pages were sharp. His fingers were pricked four or five times. When he found the bug, his middle finger became red and swollen. I went to the room and gave some medicine to the injured, but I didn't take it to heart.

Who knows, this is a conspiracy by Chutian.

"These paper thorns are poisonous."

Chu Tian said honestly: "It won't let you die immediately, but you don't have to think about finding a doctor to crack it. Only by taking the antidote in my hand can you live intact, otherwise you will die in 49 days." It will fester all over and die like a syphilis sufferer."

"you"

Butler Fu's face turned pale, and after a long time he said, "Chutian, you are so despicable."

"Go, go and appease them."

Chu Tian poured a small glass of red wine again, and responded in a calm tone: "As long as you suppress the anger of Yuan Laoji, I will give you the antidote; don't think that I have to suppress the incident for you, wait three days later. If Wang Jingrui catches the murderer, I can still resolve this crisis..."

"Although it is not thorough, there will be no conflict for the time being."

Having said that, he pointed at Steward Fu: "And your life is worthless." Then he threw out another piece of candy: "Butler Fu, if you calm down this incident, although I can't let you stand on your own, but I can let you replace the white paper fan and become the Southern King of Heshengtang."

"You have prestige and ambition, but I want stability and unity."

Chu Tian stood up, walked to Steward Fu and said with a smile, "We each get what we need. Originally, all the benefits of the white paper fan belong to you. You are earning a lot of money. Of course, I understand your safety concerns." , Chu Tian can swear in front of everyone that he will never deal with you."

"I kill people like hemp, but I still have some credibility."

When Steward Fu's eyes flashed with fierce thoughts of struggle, Chu Tian patted him on the shoulder again and said: "Go, go down and tell them! The white paper fan has cooperation interests with the Italian mafia, and Luciano is dissatisfied with him accepting the South Korean mafia. The throne of king, so I shot and killed the white paper fan."

Butler Fu clenched his fist: "Chutian, you are really poisonous."