Super Crazy Son-in-Law

"Brother Alin, we don't know each other. When you see your adult, you must try your best to get benefits. Your adult attaches great importance to alpha uranium. As long as your conditions are not too much, you should agree."

Lin Xiao said with a smile, "boss, are you sure to let the messenger take us to adults?"

The boss patted his chest and promised, "my relationship with Lao Liang for decades, as long as I give him a little benefit, I promise you will get what you want."

"The benefits will not be less. As long as we have a relationship with adults this time, we will have a lot of opportunities to cooperate in the future." Lin Xiao said.

"Yes, yes..." the boss hurried up to make tea and said, "Lao Liang will arrive in a minute. I'll talk to him first, and then determine the follow-up plan."

He made a pot of superior Longjing. The boss respectfully brought it to Lin Xiao and even forgot Fang Qing's existence.

In the eyes of the boss, Lin Xiao is the principal. Later, he will also focus on introducing Lin Xiao to the messenger Lao Liang.

"Hum!" Fang Qing hugged her chest with both hands, as if she was angry.

Seeing that they were chatting and ignored her, Fang Qing turned and walked to the door.

A few minutes later, there was a fight and scream outside the shop.

"Ah!"

"Smelly woman, what are you doing? Ah..."

"Die, you..."

"Lying trough!"

After the sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling, the whole world seemed to be quiet.

The boss looked at the door suspiciously, "what's the situation?"

"It's all right. She has menopause. Don't worry about her!" Lin Xiao drank tea leisurely.

Fang Qing punched and kicked all the twelve Octopus masters, threw them into the corner like garbage, and stared at them fiercely, "who asked you to monitor me?"

"Smelly women, what do you mean by shooting at us for no reason?" A figure who looked like a senior brother struggled to stand up and shouted angrily.

Fang Qing's eyes showed a dangerous look. "What do you mean? I want to ask you this sentence. What do you mean by sneaking behind me?"

"Bah! Who do you think you are? The best beauty in the world? We are with you? We think too much of ourselves." An eight pole sect disciple roared.

With a cold face, Fang Qing rushed directly to pick him up and beat him again.

Bang bang!

The man was beaten into a panda's eye in the blink of an eye.

Fang Qing is fiercer than a man in her rage. Twelve silver level warriors are as weak as children in her hands.

"Where on earth did these women come from?"

"That's great. Which sect?"

"Too much!"

"We must report to the deputy leader!"

A group of people were beaten black eyed and screamed one after another.

Fang Qing caught a key word, the vice leader.

"I'll count three and disappear from my eyes immediately, otherwise I'll make you look good!" Fang Qing angrily said.

With the idea that the hero would not suffer the loss in front of him, they ran away in spite of physical pain and spiritual humiliation, and soon disappeared.

Those wretched figures nearby hid quietly after discovering that Fang Qing was so fierce.

"Hum!" Fang Qing glanced around indifferently and said loudly, "if anyone hides in the dark again, I must chop you alive."

No one responded to her.

Fang Qing was arrogant for a while, and Yu Qi went back to the antique shop.

Lin Xiao seems to be familiar with the boss. They have a good talk.

Seeing her return, Lin Xiao suddenly asked with a smile, "have you found out from those boys? I guess it shouldn't be the idea of a madman, right? It should mean a deputy door of the eight pole gate."

Fang Qing was a little crazy. She found that she couldn't understand Lin Xiao more and more. She shouted angrily, "how do you know I'm going to inquire about the news? Why can't I just beat people to vent my anger?"

"Your goal is very clear. Beating people is just a process. It's easy to see." Lin Xiao said to the old God.

Fang Qing bit her lips and asked angrily, "how do you know that the Deputy sect leader of the eight pole sect is playing tricks? How do you speculate? I doubt if your head is different from others? Will you spy on others' minds?"

Lin Xiao shook his head as if he were an expert, "the reason why I know..."

Fang Qing pricks up her ears and listens carefully. It's amazing that she knows what happened when Lin Xiao is not at the scene.

She was very eager to understand from which trace Lin Xiao inferred the real behind the scenes of the other party.

Lin Xiao suddenly pointed to the boss and said with a smile, "because the boss just told me. Dongfang Xuan, deputy head of the Baji sect, promised benefits and gave him 10% after grabbing alpha uranium. Naturally, those Baji sect disciples were ordered by Dongfang Xuan."

Fang Qing was stunned. Suddenly, she felt insulted by her IQ. She couldn't help looking up and sighing, "okay!"

The fat boss couldn't help laughing.

Just now he has told the whole story about the transaction between Dongfang Xuan and him.

The reason why he was so frank was that he found that Lin Xiao was more suitable for this cooperation than Dongfang Xuan, and had a greater chance of success.

Originally wanted to rob halfway, but the robbed people took the initiative to cooperate, wouldn't the effect and efficiency be better?

Weipang boss is not a fool. He naturally knows what it means to judge the situation and what it means to know current affairs as a hero.

Beep!

Suddenly, outside the door came a clear ring of bicycles.

The boss stood up and said with a smile, "Lao Liang is coming."

Lin Xiao and Fang Qing looked at each other and felt a little strange.

The three walked out of the antique shop side by side.

I saw a half old man riding an old white pigeon bicycle, wearing an old wrinkled light green Zhongshan suit and a green postal pocket on his shoulder.

"Lao Liang." The boss was not curious about the dress. "You're early today."

Lao Liang, with a beard and a pair of reading glasses, listlessly jumped out of the car and said with a smile, "I rode a little fast today!"

Lin Xiao's expression is very strange. This messenger is really a messenger

This messenger is a very ordinary postman, but modern postmen ride electric motorcycles, while this old Liang rides an old white pigeon bicycle. The bicycle looks like an antique, but he can barely ride it.

"Put down your car and let's talk in it." Weipang's boss didn't directly introduce the two sides, but took Lao Liang and walked quickly to the house.

Lao Liang glanced at Lin Xiao and Fang Qing and quietly followed behind the fat boss.

"We'll go in, too." Lin Xiao whispered.

He found that the messenger looked old but hale and hearty, with stable steps and solid roots. He must be a master.

As the fifth person in the world who transmits information in the secular world, it should not be a simple role.

Moreover, according to weipang's boss, the messenger is not only responsible for message transmission and letter collection in Zhennan, but also responsible for relevant tasks in several surrounding cities.

The messenger Lao Liang obviously only rode on this broken bicycle. No matter what his purpose, his toughness and endurance alone are beyond people's reach.

Using this way to transmit messages seems ancient and inefficient, but it has a considerable degree of confidentiality. As long as the postman is reliable and strong, the authenticity of the information will be guaranteed.

Lin Xiao and he had just walked in for a few minutes when they heard an impatient cry from the inner hall.