MTL - Silver Overlord-Chapter 9 Grudge

Huanglong County is a large county with a larger population than Qinghe County and an area larger than Qinghe County. The economic development degree is also much stronger than that of Qinghe County. Therefore, the docks in Huanglong County are naturally more important than the docks in Qinghe County. A lot of fun.

There are no less than a hundred ships of all kinds docked at the dock in Huanglong County. Various warehouses on the dock are next to each other. The goods are delivered, and the loaders are carrying things like ants. Come to this world and see Looking at this prosperous dock, Yan Liqiang only thought that everything was very interesting.

"Oh, be careful ..."

Just when Yan Liqiang had just landed on the pier, suddenly, more than ten meters away from him, a force worker carrying something on the boat slipped on his feet somehow when he got on the boat. The marijuana bag and him fell into the river at once, exclaiming all around.

I saw that someone fell into the water and was beside him. Yan Liqiang didn't want to think about it, so he ran over to see if he could help him.

"Ah, that's a pocket of spun cotton yarn. I just picked it up, don't be soaked by the water ..." A businessman-like man almost jumped by the side of the boat, "Hurry up and get the cotton yarn ..."

People and goods fell in the water. The first thought in the businessman's head was fishing instead of people. Yan Liqiang almost wanted to scold his mother. When he saw his eyes, he saw a rope on the ground not far away. Ran over and took the rope over, ready to save people.

But one person is faster than Yan Liqiang. Just when he ran to the water with the rope, a husband next to him on a boat with his bare feet was holding a rope. A long pole of seven or eight meters in length, inserted the pole into the water, and picked it gently, and the strong and strong body flew out of the water and landed firmly on the dock.

"Cotton yarn, cotton yarn ..." The mechanic who just came out of the water couldn't care about his own safety, and shouted as soon as he landed on the ground.

The old man's struts probing into the water again, and picking again, the sack of veil flew up from the water and landed on the ground of the pier.

The old man saved the man from fishing, but it was only two seconds before and after. The whole process was neat and beautiful, and a false alarm was invisible. The people on the dock and the bed next to them couldn't help cheering, "Good work ... ... ", the husband said nothing, just like a fist around, his face calm," smile ", returned to the cabin and continued to do his own thing, like doing a trivial little thing.

Yan Liqiang holding the rope was surprised, because he could see that although the old man was holding a pole on the boat, the action of picking out people and cotton yarn from the water was marksmanship. As long as this, It can be seen from the posture of the old grandmother holding the pole that the old grandmother's right hand was holding the root of the pole and could not hold the handle. At that time, the old sentry was standing by the boat, and the bottom plate was as stable as Mount Tai, easily relaxed. I picked out hundreds of kilograms of people and dozens of kilograms of goods easily, just like he used chopsticks to stir up two bean sprouts on a vegetable dish. There is no decades of soaking in marksmanship, absolutely Less than that.

It ’s just that such a person is doing the grandfather on the boat. That ’s just one point. The old grandfather has n’t completed the foundation. Without this foundation, how the grandfather ’s gun skills are practiced is outside the door. Now it is estimated that it has reached the top. It is impossible to go any further, and as the old man's physical strength declines in the future, his hard work in marksmanship in the past few decades is still in the mirror.

Xun practicing martial arts without practicing, in the end it was empty.

Just now the businessman quickly instructed people to take out the veil in the twine and dry it. Fortunately, those veils had just fallen into the water and were not soaked by the water. The river here was clear. The veil would not be dyed to affect the quality of the veil. The loss is not significant.

"It's a pity ..." A voice suddenly sounded behind Yan Liqiang.

Qi Yan Liqiang turned around and saw a middle-aged man standing not far behind him.

It was a middle-aged man in his forties, wearing a dark red military uniform of the town government soldier, with a beautiful cowhide tiger head belt on his uniform, holding a stomach, looking like a captain. The military officer, the middle-aged man with a scum on his face, looked a little lazy and unscrupulous, and he still had a spirit of alcohol.

Every other officer's belt would be hung with swords and the like, and this person's belt was hung with a wine gourd.

严 When Yan Liqiang turned around, the man's gaze had already fallen on his face, and his gaze was complicated for a moment. The whole man muttered to himself, "Like, it's like ..."

Yan Yanqiang's gaze swept over the man's right hand, and the little finger of the man's right hand had disappeared.

"Yan Liqiang has seen Uncle Qian!" Yan Liqiang quickly saluted the man.

The look on the man's face has recovered. He looked at Yan Liqiang, glanced over the rope that Yan Liqiang was still holding, with a smile on his face, "Are you going to save someone?"

Yan Liqiang dropped the rope a little embarrassed, "Human life is off, you must not be indifferent ..."

"Ha ha ha, it ’s so bad to be alone!" The middle-aged man laughed, reached out and patted Yan Liqiang, "Let ’s go, in this Huanglong County, I guarantee you a better life than in Qinghe County ... ... "

After I met on the pier, the man left Yan Qiao with Yan Liqiang and came to the side of the road not far from the pier.

的 The road here is bustling and the traffic is crowded, which is a little more than in Qinghe County.

The wharf is a place for the distribution of passengers and goods. Therefore, there are many ox carts and carriages parked on the roadside outside the wharf.

When Yan Liqiang wondered if this man named Uncle Qian was going to call a car, he didn't even need to say hello to the man. A car parked not far away and the specially-carrying carriage had already rushed forward. Stopping in front of the two men, the driver on the carriage jumped out of the car flexibly and nodded and greeted the man.

"Qian Ye, take my car, take my car ..."

"Hahaha, just your kid's eyes, OK, give you face, take your car ..."

The driver of the driver smiled and took the initiative to help Yan Liqiang and the man pull the door open. "I don't know where Master Qian wants me to take you. The drunk incense tower is still Yixiang Hospital. Girl, are you waiting for Grandpa? "

"Ahem ..." The man named Qian glanced at Yan Liqiang and waved his hand, "Less nonsense, go back to the artisan camp ..."

"Okay, okay ..."

Two people got on the carriage, and the driver closed the door and climbed to the front, shaking the reins, and the horse pulling the carriage began to run.

The two-wheeled carriage ran up briskly, and the compartment was also much more private. Except for some shaking in the carriage, the curtains on the windows were closed, and the movement inside the compartment was basically invisible.

Yan Liqiang, who got into the car, had already had doubts.

At this time, his father was able to entrust him to the man with the surname Qian to take care of it, which shows that his father absolutely trusted this man. The relationship between the two was not ordinary, but it was strange that when he was young, In these years, he never heard his father tell him that he still had such a friend in Huanglong County. The man named Qian had never been to his house before. Such a relationship is really hard to understand.

The carriage shook slightly, and the man named Qian was sitting opposite Yan Liqiang. He looked at Yan Liqiang's face, and a complex look flashed in his eyes again, "Your father has told me about you. You Qinghe County is a tyrant, but a family that has not produced a samurai for three generations. Now the claws are no longer reachable in Huanglong County. Even if they can reach out, I can chop the claws and let the Hong family eat. If you ca n’t walk around, just listen to my plan, and rest assured! ”

"Thank you Uncle Qian!"

对 "Yes, has your father ever talked to you about me before?"

"No!" Yan Liqiang shook his head.

"Hmm!" The man named Qian snorted coldly, and seemed to be dissatisfied. "My name is Qian Su. It is your father's younger brother. The two of us were taught by a master ..."

"Master?" Yan Liqiang glanced at Qian Su with a doubt.

Qian Su seemed to know what Yan Liqiang was thinking. He picked up the wine gourd hanging on his waist, opened it, and took a sip of wine. "I and your father learned the art of iron making, not martial arts. Later ... One thing I quarreled with your father, and fell out, and haven't been with each other in these years. I know your father is in Liuhe Town, and your father also knows that I am in Huanglong County. No one can pull his face and take the initiative to find each other. I didn't expect your dad to come to me last night ... "

"Is it because you and my father ... was it because of my mother?" Yan Liqiang asked calmly.

When Qian Su was about to drink a second sip, his hand stopped in the air. He looked at Yan Liqiang with a stunned expression, surprised that Yan Liqiang's mind was actually so keen, "Did your father tell you?"

"No, I guess!" Yan Liqiang shook his head.

Men and men can fall apart. In most cases, it will only be because of two things, either money or women. This is the experience and life sentiment summarized by Yan Liqiang in his last life. Although this is a bit vulgar, it is the truth. From the point of view of Qian Su's complex face when he saw Qian Su, his relationship with his father, and his father's character, it can make them fall out, probably because it is related to the emotional aspect. The reason.

Qian Su took a sip of wine again, and his bearded face showed a loneliness of loneliness. "Your mother is the daughter of our master. My father and I like your mother, but your mother likes you. father……"

"Uncle Qian, my mother is no longer, you and my father are both affectionate people, the past is over ..." Yan Liqiang sighed.

"Oh, you're right, the past is over. To be honest, your father can come to me, I'm very happy!" Qian Su long exhaled, looked at Yan Liqiang again, and suddenly laughed, "You Dad said that you have n’t been far away before. You used to practice martial arts every day. You ’re also introverted. You do n’t have a heart. You do n’t talk to people. You do n’t talk. Look away ... "

What Yan Liqiang can say, he just widened his eyes and looked at the man in front of him with pure and immaculate eyes. The expression on his face was like those two-dimensional pink wearing a beautiful pupil for selfies. Girl.

The next drink of Qian Su was almost choked by Yan Liqiang's expression, and he coughed violently in the carriage ...

Uh ...

严 When Yan Liqiang arrived in Huanglong County, in a study room in the backyard of the Hong Family Courtyard in Liuhe Town, the old grandfather of the Hong family, that is, Hong Tao's grandfather, frowned slightly, listening to a report from a supervisor at home.

The old lady of the Hong family, Hong Chengshou, looks a bit rich. He is in his sixties and is wearing a gorgeous indigo blue satin gown with meticulous hair. He is sitting on a master chair with a few iron galls in his hand. According to the report, the smile on Old Hong's face gradually converged, but his eyes slowly sharpened.

"You said that Liu Tuhu saw the Hong family going to the county this morning. Only Yan Dechang came back by himself, but Yan Liqiang did not follow him back."

"Yes!" The supervisor who talked to Mrs. Hong nodded. "I thought Yan Dechang sent his son to the hospital for treatment, but in the afternoon I asked people to go to several hospitals in the county to see it again. No one found Yan Liqiang! "

"Does anyone know where Yan Liqiang went?"

"No one has yet known where Yan Liqiang is going!" The manager whispered, and then remembered something, "Yes, when I came home last night I met the Yan family father and son, the Yan family father and son still refused to bow their heads, that Yan Liqiang seemed to behave a little differently from the previous days, and seemed to be not so unkind ... ", the supervisor then reiterated what happened to Yan Liqiang last night, especially those words that Yan Liqiang said, and he did not miss a word Repeated it to Old Hong.

Listening to Yan Liqiang's words recounted by the steward, Mrs. Hong's eyes narrowed, and the iron gall that was turning in her hand stopped suddenly, and after two seconds, she resumed her rotation. Youyou said, "Yan Liqiang's former Mu Na, maybe his father asked him to pretend it, so that we wouldn't notice him, but this time in the first trial of Chinese art, the father and son of the Yan family saw our Hong family do something to them, so there is no need to install it again ... With that said, UU read the book www.uukanshu.com, and Mr. Hong sneered. "But at this time, they can't help them anymore. You have to arrange for a man to inquire about the whereabouts of Yan Liqiang. Even if we have no samurai in the third generation of the Hong family, However, this Liuhe town is still our Liuhe town in Hong's family. We cannot tolerate the son of a blacksmith ... "

"Yes!"

The steward left the study, and after a secret door in the study, came out again.

The man was thin and slightly green, with a pair of unpleasant triangular eyes, and a black mole on the cheek on the left, a bit vicious, and he smiled, "Master Hong, I said that the best thing to do was a few days ago, as long as I touched their house at night, I could break his spine with one palm, and he would be a waste of his life. He could only spend his time in a wheelchair, where can I practice? Wu, where can it be like this and make it so troublesome? "

"A few days ago, we have n’t tested the national arts yet. At that time, we had to do something with Yan Liqiang. The traces were too obvious. It was not good to attract attention and attention. As long as Taoer can defeat Yan Liqiang on the court, it proves the strength of our Hong family. No matter what happens to the son of a blacksmith, no one will doubt our Hong family anymore. I originally wanted you to do this for the past two days. I never thought that the father and son of the Yan family were so alert ... "Grandma Hong sighed and shook Shake his head.

"I ca n’t help finding people. Father Hong invited me here, but he did n’t come to look for someone. Father Hong just told me where he was. I left Pingxi County when I was done. It ’s just that I ’m at the Hong family these days. The delay is another price ... "The man grinned, licked his lips, and there was a hint of greed in his eyes.

"Rest assured, our Hong family can still afford this money ..."

"That's good!"

Uh ...