Chapter 1659 That Is Indeed Too Pitiful

The two of them were talking a little loudly, and the patrolling strong man not far away came over here.

Fu Zihan quickly bent his back and covered his mouth with his hands to hide.

The strong man held the handle of the knife and came over to ask vigilantly: "What's wrong?"

Fu Zihan coughed and explained in a vicissitudes of life tone: "A small misunderstanding."

The strong man frowned and looked at Zhong Ziyu and Wei Chou again.

Wei Chou quietly hid behind Zhong Ziyu for a while, and his frightened look was very suspicious. The strong man became more suspicious and walked around to the other side, pointing at Wei Chou and asked: "What do you want to buy?"

Wei Chou shrank his neck pitifully and looked at Zhong Ziyu secretly.

Zhong Ziyu glanced at him coldly and ignored him. He knew that Wei Chou was pretending. This man used to travel around the world and killed countless people. How could he be scared by this small black market? He acted like it was real. Isn't it just two words, playful!

Sure enough, Wei Chou saw Zhong Ziyu ignoring him, and pouted his lips in grievance, then said to the strong man: "Buy someone."

"What person?" The strong man asked again.

Wei Chou grabbed the strong man's hand and suddenly said with tears in his eyes: "Buy a wife for my son. Brother, you don't know that my son, the one standing next to you, is born impotent, with kidney deficiency and qi deficiency. He has lived for more than 30 years and has never tasted the taste of being a man. Brother, are you the manager of this place? That's perfect. Do you know if anyone has a young widow for sale? It's best if she has given birth to a child. There is no other way. My son is destined to be childless. Buying a wife and a son is just a double happiness."

The strong man obviously didn't expect that the father and son had such a pitiful life experience. The suspicious look suddenly dissipated, replaced by full of sympathy. He looked at the pale young man standing next to him, stared at his skinny body for a while, and finally fixed his eyes on his crotch.

He looked quite normal, how could he have such a problem? It's pitiful.

Even Fu Zihan, who was still pretending to be hunchbacked, believed it. He stared at Zhong Ziyu hesitantly, thinking that it was no wonder that his face was so pale. It turned out that he was sick, but he was born impotent? In other words, he had never masturbated in his thirty years of life? That was really pitiful.

Being looked at back and forth by two pairs of meaningful eyes, Zhong Ziyu was so angry that he was about to smoke. He clenched his fists, his face was ashen, and he stared at Wei Chou, wishing to cut him into pieces.

Wei Chou pretended not to see it, and was sure that Zhong Ziyu would not dare to do it, so he was not afraid, and he talked about family matters with the strong man and Fu Zihan with a sincere face, talking about the old stories of "his son" who had been weak and weak since childhood due to the loss of yang energy and suffered from bullying by children of the same age.

The strong man was fascinated by what he heard, and he comforted him while listening, saying that they had all kinds of sources in the black market and would definitely help him keep an eye out for beautiful young widows.

Wei Chou was so moved that he wiped his tears and thanked him. It was a drama.

Then he turned around and found that Zhong Ziyu was shaking with anger. He was shaking so much that his shadow was out of focus.

Fearing that Zhong Ziyu would really be angry to death, Wei Chou finally restrained himself and persuaded the strong man to leave with a few words. When the strong man left, he looked at Zhong Ziyu with a sigh, obviously moved by his tragic life.

Fu Zihan also spoke at this time. His expression was a little unnatural. He scratched his face and said obscurely: "The gangster just now knows a lot of people. Next time I see him, I will ask him if there is a young widow."

Zhong Ziyu's face turned pale again, and Wei Chou thanked him sincerely: "Then I'll trouble you, brother."

Fu Zihan said "yes", with a stubble on his face and a hunched back, he went to find another seller.

As soon as there was no one around, Zhong Ziyu revealed the iron wire hidden in his sleeves. He quickly wrapped the silk thread around Wei Chou's wrist, and the position where the silk thread was stuck was exactly Wei Chou's pulse gate.

"Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah..." Wei Chou screamed twice, and then asked curiously: "Hey, why did it become iron wire, where is your gold thread?"

The gold thread was seen by Liu Wei and taken away. Later, he learned to be smart and prepared iron wire.

However, the lethality is almost the same as that of the gold thread.

Zhong Ziyu strangled Wei Chou again, almost cutting Wei Chou's hand in half. This time Wei Chou finally reacted. He accumulated his internal strength and poured it all into his wrist. Then Zhong Ziyu felt that his strength was blocked and he couldn't strangle him no matter how he strangled.

Wei Chou looked at him innocently and smiled: "Wrong, wrong, I admit my mistake."

Zhong Ziyu was annoyed, but he couldn't beat him. He put away the wire angrily and cursed: "I shouldn't have let you go ashore with me!"

Wei Chou was happy and didn't take it seriously. He followed Zhong Ziyu leisurely, strolling in the hall and eavesdropping on others doing business.

The two didn't buy anything in the end and left easily. It stands to reason that if you enter the black market and leave without something in your hand, you will look suspicious, but the patrolling strong men all know the life experience of the father and son. Therefore, seeing them return empty-handed, not only did they not feel suspicious, but also felt very sympathetic. Some people even came to comfort them with humanitarianism: "It doesn't matter if you didn't find a suitable one this time, you will find one next time, don't be discouraged." As he said that, he secretly stuffed a bottle of aphrodisiac pills into Wei Chou and whispered: "The child is still young, try again, maybe there is still a chance."

Wei Chou was very moved and said goodbye to the strong men one after another, and they were reluctant to leave when they left.

After leaving Xianghe Pawnshop, Zhong Ziyu couldn't wait to leave as soon as possible, but after just two steps, he saw Yue Dansheng coming from the street.

After hesitating for a while, he finally stopped and stood there waiting for Yue Dansheng.

Yue Dansheng also saw Zhong Ziyu and Wei Chou. He frowned and when he came over, he heard Zhong Ziyu calling him softly: "Brother Yue."

He didn't say anything, but asked, "Have you finished the check?"

Zhong Ziyu nodded and took the initiative to say, "We have finished the check. Among the twelve shops, three are..."

"Don't tell me." Yue Dansheng interrupted him coldly, looking over the sign behind them, which read "Xianghe Pawnshop".

Zhong Ziyu said again, "There is indeed something strange about this shop. It is a pawnshop outside and a black market inside. We have gone in to take a look. Brother Yue, don't go in. It is strictly guarded inside. There are many patrols, all with weapons. There are also mechanisms in the house. It is not safe to go in rashly."

Yue Dansheng raised his eyebrows and asked, "Did you go in?"

"Yes." Zhong Ziyu said, "I have memorized the layout of the furnishings inside. I will draw it out when I go back. Brother Yue, don't take risks."

Yue Dansheng didn't say anything. When he lowered his eyes, he accidentally saw that Wei Chou was holding a bottle in his hand. There was a small label on the bottle with four words "Golden Gun Never Falls".

Yue Dansheng: "..."

Zhong Ziyu noticed his gaze and blushed. He quickly explained: "This, this is not mine, it belongs to Wei Chou, Wei Chou bought it... This black market, no, it's not good to come out without buying something, it's, it's his..."

"What's mine?" Wei Chou reacted quickly. Fearing that he would be labeled as impotent, he stuffed the small bottle directly into Zhong Ziyu's arms and raised his chin and said: "It's obviously yours, don't quibble, isn't it? Why are you panicking if it's not? Why are you stuttering?"

Zhong Ziyu wanted to kill Wei Chou.

Yue Dansheng frowned and said coldly: "No need to explain to me." Although he said that he didn't need to explain, his eyes subtly swept over Zhong Ziyu.

Zhong Ziyu almost cried out.

Just at this time, another person came out of the pawnshop. The man had a hunched back, a full beard, and his head was buried very low, but he walked very fast.

Yue Shansheng glanced at the man and didn't care at first, but when he looked away, he was stunned for a moment and then narrowed his eyes.

Zhong Ziyu recognized that this was the hunchback from before. Seeing that Yue Shansheng's eyes were not right, he asked carefully: "What, what's the matter?"

Yue Shansheng said with a straight face: "Official boots."

"Ah?"

"He's wearing official boots."

It's impossible for a commoner to wear official boots?

Before Zhong Ziyu could react, Yue Shansheng had already quickly hidden and followed the hunchback.