coobybook Chapter 132: People are squeezed dry and bones are boiled into soup
Chapter 132: People are squeezed dry and bones are boiled into soup
"We can talk about it another day if there's anything. I won't run away."
Mo Shan pulled the man to a corner and whispered to him. He had his back to Mo Gong and a look of embarrassment on his face.
He tried his best to say nice things, hoping that these people would leave first.
"We've already delayed your delivery by half a month to give Miss Guan some face. If you continue like this, will we still be able to do business with you?"
The scarred man sneered and brushed away Mo Shan's hand and retorted.
"Today, either give me money or..."
That malicious look showed that the person had bad intentions.
"What do you do?"
Mo Gong couldn't help but ask, and from the suspended tone he knew he had to muster up the courage to speak.
"It's just a small matter, don't worry."
Mo Shan didn't want Mo Gong to get involved, so he forced a smile.
"Junior brother, you guys go back first. I will consider what you just said."
Mo Shan, who knew where these people came from, didn't want to implicate his junior fellow apprentice.
Mo Gong is just socially anxious, not incapable of thinking.
Seeing how his senior brother was suppressing his anger, how could Mo Gong just walk away?
"What on earth do you do?"
He asked in a raised voice, standing beside Mo Shan with his neck stiff to show his support.
"What's up with you kid?"
Unexpectedly, the scarred man looked Mo Gong up and down and said this with a sneer.
"Why, are you going to help him pay back the money?"
The scarred man walked up to Mo Gong. His height, which was half a head taller than his, was quite intimidating.
The distance between the two is very close.
Mo Gong, who almost got close to a stranger, turned pale and couldn't utter another word.
So close, I want to run.
Ying Ying Ying.
【One time of initiative will lead to a lifetime of introversion. 】
This is Mo Gong’s current situation.
"I said I would pay the money back. This is between you and me. Don't involve other people!"
Mo Shan's strong arm was placed across Mo Gong's body, separating the two of them.
Mo Gong took a deep breath, his lips turned white.
"Brother, what money?"
Gambling? Loan sharking? Human life?
Otherwise, why would someone come to your home to collect debts?
A bunch of guesses flashed through Mo Gong's mind. If it really didn't work out, he would drag his senior brother to travel around the world together.
The city is too scary, he wants to go back to the countryside.
"Oh, you didn't tell your junior brother."
"Do you know where this place is?"
The scarred man pointed at the ground beneath his feet and asked Mo Gong, and then continued without waiting for Mo Gong to answer.
"This is Taiping Street, the most prosperous commercial street at the foot of the imperial city. The land here is very valuable, and the shops here make a fortune every day."
"How much do you think the rent for a store here should be?"
"We rented this shop to you out of respect for Miss Guan. Now it's time to pay the rent."
"Either pay me or get out."
The scarred man pushed several sickles on the table to the ground, making a loud noise.
"I advise you to leave as soon as possible. This is not a place for people like you to stay."
"He's just a rubbish blacksmith. How can he be so confident as to covet Miss Guan?"
The extremely derogatory words made people blush.
Mo Shan didn't dare to look at the other people's expressions. He gritted his teeth and held on.
"I told you I'll pay you later..."
"Where did you get the money?"
The scarred man exposed Mo Shan's embarrassment: "If I remember correctly, your store has not been open for a month, right?"
"Money, are you going to rob money?"
"Anyway, today is the last day. Make your own choice. Don't force me to choose for you."
The scarred man lowered his voice and threatened Mo Shan.
"Brother Qian, he didn't mean it, just wait a little longer."
Just when Mo Shan was beginning to be unable to bear the pressure brought by the scarred man, a dissuading voice appeared at the door of the shop.
There stood a slim girl, with a delicate face and dressed very elegantly.
There were people following her, and when they saw these small blacksmith shops, they looked at her with contempt.
But the woman seemed to be blind to her maid's contempt for Mo Shan and walked in.
She stood in front of Brother Qian and protected Mo Shan behind her.
It should have been a gesture of protection, but when Guan Zhi did it, it looked more like a performance.
Behind her, Mo Shan had a complicated look in his eyes.
"Heh, what does it mean that you, a grown man, always hide around women?"
"But Miss Guan has already pleaded for you. I'll give Miss Guan face and wait here."
Brother Qian strode to the corner, folded his hands across his chest and shut up.
But it's hard to ignore his sturdy figure standing there.
Occasionally, people passing by might want to come in and take a look at the goods, but Brother Qian would glare at them and walk away without looking back.
"Thank you."
Guan Zhi smiled gently and turned to look at Mo Shan and others.
"Brother Mo, are they your friends? Am I here at the wrong time?"
"I'm sorry to bother you."
The girl said apologetically, but her movements did not show any discomfort. Instead, she looked at Lin Yao with caution.
After seeing Ji Qionghua in Lin Yao's arms, he curled his lips slightly.
[She thinks I am her sister-in-law's child, and thinks a woman who has given birth to a child can't snatch it from her, right?]
[The people were squeezed dry, and the bodies were kept to make soup, leaving nothing for others. ]
"This is my junior fellow apprentice, and this is his... friend."
As Mo Shan introduced, he looked at Guan Zhi, the emotion in his eyes was so strong that it could not be dissolved.
"Junior brother? This is the first time I know that you, Brother Mo, have a junior brother. Is he from the Mo family like you?"
Guan Zhi's tone became enthusiastic, he walked up to Mo Gong and smiled at him.
"Hello, I'm Guan Zhi, a friend of Brother Mo."
The word "friend" always carries an ambiguous meaning.
"……Yes."
Mo Shan responded, and then pulled away Mo Gong, whose face turned pale, and said, "I'm sorry, Miss Guan, my junior brother is not used to communicating with strangers, he is a little shy."
"Just now, thank you very much."
Mo Shan rubbed his eyebrows, with fatigue in his eyes.
"Brother Mo, this is where you should be. I believe you can solve the problem."
Guan Zhi cheered Mo Shan up.
The sweet smile is as alluring as honey.
【Wow, good tea, good tea. 】
Actually, she is the first woman who makes good use of her looks.
Compared to her, all the palace fighters have to admit defeat.
[But if you are really sorry, just give me the money.]
[You took so many drawings of Moshan. The money you earned could buy a few shops like this. Why don't you show any appreciation?]
[Now they have set their sights on Mo Gong. They also want to plunder Mo Gong completely. ]
Guan Zhi saw the value of Mo Gong and wanted to use the same trick again.
But people with social phobia don't buy it.
Lin Yao couldn't care less about Guan Zhi's little thoughts, but if he was trying to snatch someone from her, she couldn't tolerate that.
She quickly had an idea.
"Mr. Moshan, if it's a matter of money, I can solve it now."
"Just consider it as... a deposit for hiring you two."
Lin Yao took out a token from her arms.
"This is the token of Tianxia Bank. With this token, you can take money as you like."
She placed the token in front of Mo Shan.