Dingmiao: "..."

That's it, this action is really fast!

He hasn't even arrived yet.

Everything is over.

Just about to speak, Feng Chenglin suddenly grabbed his arm: "Go back and talk about it."

Dingmiao: "..."

This movement, this intensity, made him full of doubts.

Subconsciously looked at the third floor: "That..."

"go back!"

This guy. Did you find something?

Otherwise, it would not be such a reaction.

The old bustard was about to go out. Seeing that the two came back abruptly, he immediately turned around and sat back, the pleats on his smiling face were blooming.

"Two masters, is there anything else I want to ask? If not, I'm going to be busy. You see that the candles over there are about to burn out. Our flower cards are about to be drawn. Why..."

Before he finished his words, Feng Chenglin slapped him on the table.

"What are you in a hurry?"

This abrupt voice is very unfriendly.

The old bustard was taken aback, didn't dare to talk nonsense any more, and sat down obediently.

"No, two masters, just say what you have, but what you ask must be something I know... You say, that old bald man is the first time I have seen me, what do I know? I know him. He's a man in his fifties. I don't know anything else..."

Feng Chenglin gave her an uncomfortable look: "Nonsense! Lao Tzu's eyes are not blind. Is he a man? How old is Lao Tzu?"

The old bustard: "...then you can't ask those...what I don't know?!"

This is a bit too difficult.

"Don't worry, don't ask what you don't know this time," Feng Chenglin sat down again and tapped his finger on the tabletop: "I'll ask you, where is the old customer with a knife?"

Dingmiao: "..."

What is this stimulus?

So straightforward? !

The old madam was stunned for a moment: "Old man with a knife?"

Before she could speak again, Feng Chenglin slapped the table again.

"Don't tell me, you don't know this person, and ask you two questions in a row. If you don't know, then I'm very upset!!"

The old bustard pursed his mouth and laughed, his eyes turned sharply, but he didn't speak.

This expression made Dingmiao raise his brows instantly: "Do you know this person?!"

Otherwise, she would not have such an expression.

The old bustard nodded, chattering, and lowered his voice: "I know this person, but..."

"...But what?" Feng Chenglin slapped again: "To be honest!"

"...Since the two of you inquired about him, you must also know that this person is very evil. If he knows about him, I betrayed him and sold the news to the two, then... I am afraid it is not just me. I can't save my life, the girls on my boat are also worried about their lives..."

Without saying anything, Feng Chenglin's hand was a gold brick. The surprised old bustard stood up instantly, staring at the gold brick without blinking.

"This, this, this..."

How much gold does this have to be to melt into such a big piece? !

Not to mention anything else, just this one piece of gold is enough for her whole boat, plus the girl.

At the moment, no matter how evil the old customer is, he immediately sat down with a serious face.

"Two masters, it's not that I boast. If you know about the old man with a knife, except me, no one knows this person better than me. I took it many years ago..."

After a pause, he changed his words immediately.

"Contacted him..."