Chapter 93 Wandering around Pigeon City - "Traveling through 60 and working as a security guard with space"

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Wang Ye didn't say anything, just looked towards the yard.Huang Feilong saw the look in Wang Ye's eyes and knew that he wouldn't believe it, but since he was his elder brother here, he was not afraid of what Wang Ye would do.There was silence for a few seconds before Wang Ye spoke first: "Qiangzi is my junior brother's business now, does Brother Long know?"

Huang Feilong nodded: "I know, Qiangzi said it, and he also said that Brother Wang Ye is very powerful."

Wang Ye looked at Cao Qiang, turned around and asked expressionlessly: "This kid has a bad mind. Don't you think of him as a thug?"

As soon as he heard this and looked at Wang Ye's expression, which he had only seen in people of his father's generation, he suddenly started sweating on his back: "How could it be possible? My old man and Uncle Cao are brothers in life and death. If I dare to use Qiangzi as a thug, my old man will have to break my legs."

This kind of thing is simply unavoidable. In a group, there is such a person who is not very smart and has high force value.As time goes by, it will inevitably become a knife in the hands of some people. When he was young, he might still have brotherly loyalty. After a few years, the hierarchy will become clearer, and Cao Qiang will definitely not be able to escape the fate of being a thug.

Wang Ye was not familiar with their circle, but in later generations, he had never heard of any vicious incidents among his lower class.There are only two possibilities, one is that the information is strictly blocked, and the other is that this circle has its own rules.

The former one is unlikely. In the era of information explosion, any big thing can make a big fuss, let alone such explosive news.The only explanation is that they have their own rules, but I don't know if they have such rules now.

If not, with Qiangzi's mind, he would be in trouble sooner or later.Wang Ye didn't want to give a lunch box to this silly junior brother, but Huang Feilong had brains and means. At that party, he vaguely felt that he was the third person in the group.

Now they both grew up together, and within three to five years, they would fall in love with each other, but when he tasted the taste of power, he didn't know what would happen.If it were Wang Ye before his business trip and encountered this kind of problem, his first thought would be to let Cao Qiang gradually leave the group.

But things are different now. Wang Ye wants to face all this. He doesn't want to live a life of humiliation with a cheat.What he wants is to be free and live his own life.This goal may seem small, but the degree of freedom is the key.If he just thinks about his wife and children, he can do it now.

But it is difficult to prevent some troubles from coming to you. This is why Wang Ye just asked with a cold face and did not define it.He wanted to give Huang Feilong the impression that he could deal with him at any time. Of course, this impression was only for Huang Feilong personally. If he faced the Huang family, Wang Ye would be a scumbag if he didn't rely on others.

Wang Ye smiled slightly: "Brother Long, that's what I'm asking. I don't mean anything else. You and Qiangzi are just kids. I believe you won't let him suffer, right?"

Huang Feilong: "Absolutely, definitely."

Wang Ye stood up: "Brother Long, I don't have anything else to do. You are a busy man. I feel sorry for delaying you for so long. I will be the host another day and we will keep in touch with each other."

Huang Feilong was eager to send this plague god away as soon as possible. This guy was too soft to eat now.He can't beat him again and again, but he has a lot of backers for his tricks.Wang Ye left the yard and began to wander around the pigeon market. The place was still the same as before.There is nothing special about the entire Pigeon City.

Wang Ye turned around and found that there were more old people and young people in the group, and they all had their heads stabbed.Wang Ye walked to a stall and squatted down. He didn't know whether the items on this stall were real or fake, but he needed these things very much. The place was filled with pens, ink, paper and inkstones.

Wang Ye looked at it for a while and asked: "Uncle, how do you sell these things?"

The old man didn't even raise his head: "These are antiques, not ordinary Four Treasures of the Study. Can you afford them?"

Wang Ye heard the old man's arrogant tone and asked back: "Uncle, you know the price of antiques nowadays, right? To put it bluntly, few of you can buy these things in this pigeon market. You can't even eat enough. Who is in the mood to cultivate their sentiments?"

The old man sighed after listening to Wang Ye's words: "Oh, what the little brother said is right, but these are also my favorites. I won't sell them if the price is low."

Wang Ye: "If the price is high or the price is low, you have to decide the price."

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