Just a quick calculation, you are a fugitive!

A group of young people were quickly beheaded.

Su Chen also let go of his restraints on them.

The leader then walked up to the old man and gave a respectful military salute.

Lin Jingyu and Chai Guowei looked at each other and stared.

The two of them looked at Su Chen again, who had already sat down, poured himself a cup of tea and drank it in one gulp.

Lin Jingyu: "..."

The old man waved his hand: "Take the person away quickly."

After the car drove away, a strong man hurried over with a few young people.

"Old Song, Old Song, are you okay?"

Seeing him come in, the old man smiled and said, "What can I do?" He pointed at Su Chen and said, "Xiao Kun, this little Taoist wants to set up a stall in front of my store, so don't make it difficult for you."

When the strong man saw Su Chen, he stepped forward with a smile and stretched out his right hand.

"Zhao Yukun, what do you call the little Taoist Priest?"

"Su Chen."

Su Chen introduced him to Lin Jingyu and Chai Guowei.

Zhao Yukun shook hands with them one by one and asked the young people who came to recognize them.

Then he pointed to the table at the door: "Old Song, I think this table is broken. Can I take it to the factory to repair it for you?"

"Okay, tell me how much you want to pay later."

"How much does that cost?" Zhao Yukun asked the young man to clean up the store and waited for the tables to be moved away. Then he smiled at Song Shishi: "Sister Shishi, the lipstick you talked about last time..."

The old man frowned: "Shishi, you still asked Xiaokun to buy lipstick for you?"

Song Shishi shrank her neck.

"Brother Kun doesn't have a wife~ He doesn't even have so much money to keep..."

Use it!

I didn't dare to say the last words.

Under the old man's almost cannibalistic gaze, she quietly hid behind Zhao Yukun.

Su Chen looked at Zhao Yukun carefully.

She has a Chinese character face, and her face is a bit hairy.

He has thick eyebrows and deep eyes, a high nose bridge, and looks to be about thirty-five years old. There is a scar at the corner of his eye, which adds a bit of fierceness.

But now the corners of his mouth were raised, and his facial features were much softer.

At the same time, three images rushed into Su Chen's mind.

Seeing Su Chen looking at him again, Zhao Yukun smiled at him.

Then he saw Su Chen frowning.

He was stunned.

Su Chen: "Brother Kun, what are you doing tonight?"

Upon hearing this, the old man immediately looked towards Zhao Yukun: "Are you going to start a group fight?"

Zhao Yukun's eyes averted for a moment, and he smiled dryly and waved his hands: "No, no~"

"Xiao Kun, I am old and I am not blind."

Zhao Yukun fell silent and bowed his head obediently.

Those young people did not dare to say anything.

Instead, Song Shishi quietly poked her head out.

"Grandpa, you can't blame Brother Kun for this. If he doesn't fight, he will be bullied."

"Then how can Brother Kun protect our streets?"

"Last time Aunt Liu's shop was smashed and she was seriously injured and sent to the hospital. Have you forgotten that?"

Zhao Yukun pulled Song Shishi and reminded: "Stop talking!"

"Why can't you tell me? He knows how to play chess and chess all day long. If it weren't for Brother Kun and you guys protecting him, the pavilion would have been smashed. He only wants to enjoy himself and doesn't consider your situation. He also claims that he is not blind."

"Shishi..."

"Huh," Song Shishi walked up to Zhao Yukun, "Old man, if you can, just protect these streets by yourself. If you don't, don't make any noise."

Chai Guowei's eyes lit up again.

"Jingyu, look, you are so brave!"

"You dare to come forward like this."

Lin Jingyu: "..."

Wake up.

People really look down on you.

It's useless to think about it.

The old man was stabbed by Song Shishi's words, and veins appeared on his forehead.

Xiao Liuer hurried over: "Grandpa, don't be angry. My sister didn't mean to say that. She just likes it..."

Before she could finish her words, Song Shishi pulled her over and covered her mouth.

"Like it?" Chai Guowei looked at Lin Jingyu blankly.

Seeing the latter nodding, he frowned and looked at Zhao Yukun carefully.

No, this guy doesn’t look very good either!

Still a gangster!

No matter what I do, I am better than him.

Why do you like him and not me?

He was depressed, and so was the old man.

The Demonic City is very big, and in recent years it has become a mixture of three religions and nine streams.

Fighting and killing is not the right path after all.

But he also knew that Zhao Yukun was harmed and his family was destroyed. He had fought hard in the past few years not only to protect these streets, but also to take revenge.

What does this girl Shishi know?

While deep in thought, Su Chen spoke.

"Is there someone named Shi Fei under Brother Kun?"

Zhao Yukun blurted out: "How do you know?"

Thinking of the identity of the other Taoist priest, he suddenly said: "Taoist priest Su, did you figure it out?"

"Saw it."

"……look?"

Su Chen: "He was hired by another club."

Zhao Yukun narrowed his eyes.

Several young people following behind kept saying it was impossible.

"How could Brother Fei be a spy? He blocked the knife for me last time."

"Yes, when my mother got sick before, he still provided money and help. I don't believe it."

"We have been to Fei Ge's house several times, and we all know his family members."

…

Then they all glared at Su Chen.

Apparently he was regarded as a dissenting person.

Zhao Yukun felt a little relieved when he heard this.

Shi Fei has indeed behaved himself since he joined.

He always takes the lead in everything, so he quickly became a core member.

Will...

His eyes turned to the old man again and he quickly denied it.

Although Old Song has no desires, his vision is always accurate.

He said he was a young Taoist priest, so he must have real skills.

Thinking of this, Zhao Yukun gently scolded: "Shut up!"

The young man behind him who was talking all the time shut up aggrievedly.

Su Chen smiled at him and reminded: "There are two societies behind him."

Zhao Yukun: "!!!"

Taking a deep breath, he bowed: "Thank you Taoist priest Su for reminding me."

After the people left, Lin Jingyu whispered: "Three surnames of slaves?"

Song Shishi stepped forward and looked at Su Chen carefully: "Have you seen Brother Fei before?"

She still didn't believe that Su Chen could tell fortunes.

Maybe, maybe... I just knew it because I hypnotized Brother Kun quietly just now?

But Brother Kun didn't mention Brother Fei.

The old man glared at her: "Did you wash your clothes?"

"Clothes? That's not Xiao Liu'er... Oh!"

Seeing her leave, Xiao Liu'er followed her.

The old man then apologized: "I'm sorry, Taoist Su, I spoiled this child and he's a bit lawless."

"It's okay!" Su Chen smiled, "After all, he's someone else's child, it's hard for you to control him."

The old man was stunned and laughed dryly: "Taoist Su has a good eye."

Su Chen drank another sip of water.

"I'm more curious, why did you let their fate lines connect."

The old man's hand trembled, and some tea spilled on his pants.

He was full of disbelief.

Lin Jingyu Chai Guowei: "???"

"Xiao Liu'er has a disability in her legs and kidney disease. If the fate lines are connected, Song Shishi's legs will often be injured and her kidneys will often be uncomfortable."

"But the most important thing is... she will die young."

"The fate lines are connected, so you want Song Shishi to follow you in half a year? Have a companion on the road to the underworld?"

"Pah!"

The old man loosened his hand, and the teacup fell to the ground and broke.

Su Chen looked at him suspiciously: "You don't know?"