big antique dealer

Chapter 10 Song Qian is Here
After sending Master Jingxuan, Zhou Shui bid farewell to the Living Buddha.Because the host sent Zhou Shui far away, he couldn't help thanking him, which made Zhou Shui feel embarrassed.Zhou Shui has paid a lot of money in advance in the past few days, and he can't say anything, just think about it.

Zhou Shui took a taxi and took a nap in the car.Opening his eyes, the car arrived downstairs, Zhou Shui went upstairs, he was still sleepy all the time, and he was weird, he didn't feel anything when he was busy, and he felt sleepy and tired as soon as the string was loosened.

Zhou Shui took out his dead phone and charged it.I found a set of washed clothes from the closet, with everything inside and out, packed it in a convenient bag, and went downstairs with it.There is a bathing center at the entrance of the community. Zhou Shui often takes a bath here when he is free. The waiters all know Zhou Shui and greet him one after another.Zhou Shui responded indiscriminately.

It took a full two hours to take a bath, and after the bath, I simply opened a room and slept soundly.It was already dark when I opened my eyes.Zhou Shui didn't know what time it was, and he was hungry, so he asked the waiter to order a takeaway.

I had enough sleep and had enough food.Zhou Shui put on clean clothes, put the dirty clothes in a convenience bag, and went home leisurely.Going upstairs to the door of the house, there are two shadowy people standing in the corridor.Zhou Shui didn't care, opened the door with a key, and was about to go in, but those two people squeezed suddenly, and Zhou Shui and the three of them entered Zhou Shui's house together.Zhou Shui's heart tightened, and a few thoughts quickly turned in his head, robbery?Vendetta?Who offended?Song Qian?The person behind locked the anti-theft door from the inside, and then closed and locked the inner wooden door.

There are three people in the house now.The walls of this old building are thick and the sound insulation effect is very good.Several self-help thoughts quickly turned in Zhou Shui's head, and then he denied them one by one.

At this time, Zhou Shui really admired himself a little, and various plans flashed through his head. Although none of them were feasible, it proved his calmness at the bottom line.Just at the stall where Zhou Shui was still a little complacent, there was only a "click", which was the sound of turning on the switch-the light turned on without any reason.A bald head shone brightly under the light—it was really fucking Song Qian.

Zhou Shui was really anxious, and cursed: "Fuck, is there such a joke?"

Zhou Shui twisted his body, and the bag of dirty clothes he was holding in his left hand fell on the face of the person behind him.Just for this one space, he drew Song Qian's eyes with his left hand, his shoulder with his right hand, and followed him with a stick.Put Song Qian on the ground with a "chirp" like pasting pancakes.

Just as he was about to deal with the second person, he saw a black gun barrel protruding from his cuff.Zhou Shui was startled and stopped the following movements.Song Qian got up from the ground with his teeth bared, and scolded Zhou Shui: "Don't bring someone who fell like this. Damn, it's too dark to start, what about my teeth? Hey, my teeth are gone, just Damn these two good teeth, break a pair for me."

Zhou Shui almost wanted to have fun, and he let go of his nervousness. He knew that Song Qian didn't dare to do anything to him.Looking at the barrel of the man behind him, it should be a truncated single-shot shotgun.But he didn't dare to hold fire, the barrel of the gun was shortened, so the muzzle would not gather sand.According to this three-point occupancy, more sand hit Song Qian's body than Zhou Shui.It seems that the kid at the door is just a thief.Zhou Shui packed up the scattered clothes and pointed to the sofa in the living room: "Sit down, both of you."

Song Qian rubbed his face while keeping his eyes on the ground.Zhou Shui smiled and said, "Don't look for Lao Song, you just happen to have a mouth full."

Song Qian spat out a mouthful of bloody sputum: "These two teeth are gone, and there is no place to fix them again."

The person at the back picked up the conversation: "Big, big, big brother, I, I heard that now, now, now it's popular, it's popular, planting teeth."

This man was stuttering, Zhou Shuixin said: "No wonder I didn't speak just now, I thought it was a stubborn stubble, shit."

Still stammering, Zhou Shui frowned, pointed at him and cursed: "Shut up, do you have a place for your grandson to talk? Grandpa is uncomfortable hearing your stammering, and then he squeaked again, from the window Shun you out."

The stuttering flashed behind Song Qian.He lowered his head and dared not speak.

Song Qian sat down on the sofa and stood behind him stammeringly. Zhou Shui pointed and stammered and asked Song Qian, "Where did you hire it?"

Before Song Qian could say anything, he stammered and rushed to answer: "Lao, the labor market, the market." Song Qian's face turned red and white.

Zhou Shui turned around and took two cans of Coke from the refrigerator, handed one to Stutter, and one to Song Qian.Handing the can to Stutter, Zhou Shui shook it on purpose.Stuttering and nodding, he took it and picked it up by the ring, only to hear a "squeak", half a can of iced Coke with foam was not spoiled at all, and it was all poured into Song Qian's collar on the back of his neck.With a cry, Song Qian sprang up to a height of more than one meter.Stuttering and throwing down the Coke, he slapped Song Qian vigorously. Zhou Shui couldn't help it anymore, and almost burst out laughing while covering his stomach with his hands.

It took a while before Zhou Shui stopped laughing, took out 200 yuan from his pocket, and handed it to Stutter: "Okay, okay, your work is over, get out."

Stuttering and bowing, he took the money, glanced at Song Qian, turned around and walked out.Just as he was about to open the door, Zhou Shui called out to him: "Hey, throw down the half of the iron pipe in your sleeve, it's dark outside, if you fall, the half of the iron pipe is no joke."

Stuttering, he took half of the iron pipe out of his cuff, placed it in the corner, and walked out of the room with a bent waist.

Zhou Shui poured hot tea for Song Qian. Song Qian's shirt had been taken off, his back was bare, and he was smoking one by one. Zhou Shui was very clear about Song Qian's purpose.In this case, Zhou Shui suddenly had another idea - Song Qian came for the seal.It now appears that the seal should have been returned to Song Qian.That being the case, then my opportunity to Zhou Shui has come.However, Song Qian is also a person who has seen the world, so he must be given a strong medicine.

Song Qian was still smoking, his head hidden in the white mist.Zhou Shui opened the window, and the cool night breeze rushed into the house from the outside.It seems that there is still a little drizzle, which is a little cool on the face.

Zhou Shui sat back opposite him.Song Qian didn't look at Zhou Shui, and lowered his head. Under the light, the top of Song Qian's head was oily, as if it had been coated with wax.

Song Qian took a deep breath, squeezed the cigarette butt into the ashtray, and said, "A good man doesn't block the way of making money, isn't it a bit too dark to play like this? Do you know what Master Song is doing? Master Song is playing tricks At that time, the **** still had a runny nose."

Zhou Shui just looked at Song Qian with a faint smile. It seemed to people that he was both confident and indifferent.

Song Qian sat in prison.When he was young, he fought with old customers from the south in the northeast.When he came out of the prison, just as the antique business was booming, Song Qian entered the business.Song Qian paid homage to the wharf and sequenced the family tree.In their line, he is still a senior with a seat.Because of this, other shopkeepers in the market are somewhat afraid of him.Song Qian did have a few friends who were in the shadows.

This time Song Qian did not regard Zhou Shui as a conflict between the enemy and ourselves.Just afraid of a disagreement, I raised my hands.Just hired a stutter from the labor market.He took a fancy to the stuttering mouth, this kid couldn't even speak a complete sentence, if it involved sensitive topics with Zhou Shui, the secrecy would be higher.

The city is not big, and the news circle is small.The relationship between Zhou Shui and the chief of public security has been deeply interpreted in the market.There are also rumors in the Liukong Bridge market, and Song Qian doesn't want to touch this bad luck.I didn't contact social figures this time, which has a lot to do with it.

Song Qian had just knocked out two teeth, and his words were a bit revealing. He said, "You are not a person of the Tao, and I don't need the rules of the Tao to deal with it. You order it, and I will accompany you." Zhou Shui still smiled and remained silent. .

In fact, Song Qian also had a guilty conscience, and the first sentence had already ruled out the social nature of the contradiction.Song Qian went on to say: "Men also let the waves go, rolling nail boards, going up the mountain of knives, spending money in the oil pan, and changing the living. The men sequenced the family tree. Put the eagle on the top of your head, and your hair is still young."

It was the first time Zhou Shui heard of these incisions in the rivers and lakes, and it was a bit novel.Having said that, Song Qian didn't go any further, he probably felt that the seasoning was enough.He squinted at Zhou Shui from the corner of his eyes, and Zhou Shui opened the can of Coke in front of Song Qian, and pushed it in front of Song Qian: "Old Song, you should defeat the fire first, the weather is so boring, it's annoying It will be emotional. Just now I let you somersault is a clear proof. Brother, I apologize to you first, you think, in the middle of the night, you come here, don’t be timid, and don’t defecate.”

Song Qian said: "The words sound good. Fuck it, this stupid stutterer is not shameful enough, and he even has an iron pipe in his mouth. Hey, this iron pipe is not my idea."

Zhou Shui smiled and said, "In front of a sensible person, I don't say anything stupid, just two words, 'seal', right?"

Song Qian sneered: "Just understand. I like to go straight. To put it bluntly, money doesn't matter. If you have it, you don't have much. If you don't have it, you don't have a lot. You are still a part of the six-hole bridge."

Zhou Shui still smiled, and said calmly, "A friend from the Public Security Bureau came over with this stamp that day."

Song Qian interjected: "You don't have to hide it, Zhang Kejian, I know that."

Zhou Shui said: "Okay. I don't want to hide it. I took that thing and took a look at it, and told him directly: it's a fake."

Song Qian slapped the table with a slap, and the water glass almost fell over: "That's what you say, dare to do it, you are a man. Go on."

Zhou Shui smiled: "No, that's all."

Song Qian sneered: "Is this the end? You take the man as a reminder, don't sleep in the middle of the night, and send me away when it's over?"

Zhou Shui was silent for a while, the room was eerily quiet, and the breathing of the two came one after another.This is exactly the scene that Zhou Shui premeditated. Only when this kind of depression is produced can the dramatic effect be extended.

(End of this chapter)