Heritage foundry

Chapter 59 Another Fish
There is such a group of people in Yingyang City, all engaged in the lowest level of work in Yingyang City, Yingyang Grand Duke's Mansion is too lazy to pay attention to them, the Military Intelligence Bureau can't control them, there are few strong people among them, but there are many eyes and ears Like spider webs, they are densely distributed in every corner of Yingyang City.

The gang, to be precise, is the Wild Boar Gang, they are really like wild boars, no one cares about them, they just huddle together and live wildly in Yingyang City.

Zhou Mo was personally sent back to the Golden Eagle Tavern by Hogg-Yingyang. Such an incident happened today, Hogg-Yingyang didn’t have the face to keep Zhou Mo behind. What about offering the No.1 prize for watching the low-level personnel competition? Never mentioned it again.

Zhou Mo watched the carriage of Grand Duke Yingyang's mansion leave quickly, as if he could hear the urging of Hogg Yingyang in the carriage. This second son of Yingyang has a very low face, and I am afraid that he will be embarrassed to appear in his field of vision for a while guilty.

But what happened today made Zhou Mo secretly vigilant. Naris Yingyang saw the interests hidden in his hands, and other people who knew the truth might not be able to see it. At this time, only Naris Yingyang came to the door Come on, it's just that other people still can't figure out his details, so they dare not act rashly.

It is impossible for no one to be envious of the business of Rijin Qianjin.

Frowning, the fish that Zhou Mo wanted the most was not hooked, but instead hooked the Sheyuan, which he had nowhere to eat at the moment, but had to guard against being swallowed.

Do you want to let the Wild Boar Gang know something secretly?Zhou Mo walked into the Golden Eagle Tavern thinking about it, and as soon as he entered, he saw a person, a person who was hard to forget after a glance.

Unlike Ruiwen-Nalong's level of beauty, the blue and gold butterfly mask covers the face, and just a glimpse of the body, the beautiful image has been imprinted in the mind, and it will not fade for a long time. This person is unforgettable because he is very special.

Fat man, a medium-sized fat man, with short hair, the most common among citizens, with a simple and honest face, but the expression in those brown eyes was extremely wretched, and he kept coming and going with everyone in the Golden Eagle Tavern. The waitress lingered around her lower body, and at the same time her thick waist twisted slightly. She sat in front of the counter. Two words can be used to describe it very accurately, sullen, and extremely sullen.

After changing his clothes, Zhou Mo came to the counter, and the chief bartender of the Golden Eagle Tavern showed up. Immediately, a group of wine gourmets surrounded him, including many hot women who were accompanying customers in the tavern.

The Mensao Fatty took advantage of the advantage of being close to the water, and kept twisting his fat body. After a while, Zhou Mo discovered that this guy used different positions of his body to wipe the oil of different women, and each woman only took advantage once, so he switched quickly. target.

The fat man was facing the counter, and others could only see the innocent smile on his side face. Zhou Mo stood inside the counter, but he could see the changing expression in the fat man's brown eyes.

"It's so soft!" "It's so flat!" "It's so elastic!" "It's a pity that it has body odor!"...

Zhou Mo secretly admired that a person could express his own psychological thoughts vividly with not-so-big eyes, which is considered a talent.

Finally meeting the various demands put forward by the crowd, Zhou Mo came to the fat man and glanced at the wine in the oak cup. It turned out to be low-quality rum that was only sold to the insiders of the tavern. This guy did not know what method he used , and even got the bartender to serve him a glass.

"Sir, let's have a cup of Snow Mountain Roast, it's much stronger than this low-quality rum!"

With that said, Zhou Mo was about to take away the fat man's cup.

The fat big hand held down the wine glass, Zhou Mo didn't seem to react, he put his hand on the fat man's fat hand, blinked slightly, and copied the fat man's experience light cluster.

The fat man didn't speak, but looked at Zhou Mo with eyes full of refusal. Zhou Mo lowered his eyes slightly, happy in his heart, and took his hand away as if nothing had happened.

"Excuse me, sir, please go ahead, sir."

Turning around and leaving in front of the fat man, a smile hung on the corner of Zhou Mo's mouth, and the wild boar couldn't help this group of people.

However, this sullen fat man turned out to be a genuine black iron life, which surprised Zhou Mo a little. The Wild Boar Gang, the gang formed by the lowest level people in Yingyang City, among them, the black iron life must be the decision-making layer !

Thinking of this, Zhou Mo raised his head slightly, and his eyes swept over the bartenders and waitresses who were shuttling back and forth in the tavern. There were actually five people staring at him with flickering eyes. When they saw him look up, they all pretended to be busy.

The Wild Boar Gang looks inconspicuous, but it is the one with the most eyeliner and tentacles in Yingyang City. Even the military intelligence bureau has members of the Wild Boar Gang among them.

Mensao Fatty seemed to drink endlessly from a glass of low-quality rum. When Zhou Mo came to Fatty for the second time, the liquid in his glass dropped only a little.

Zhou Mo took a look and left, as if he was really concerned about whether the customer had finished drinking the wine in the cup. Fatty Mensao was observing Zhou Mo, so why wasn't Zhou Mo observing Fatty Mensao?
The passenger flow in the tavern reached its climax, and the bartenders and waitresses became more and more busy. One of the bartenders, holding a glass of low-quality rum, came to the fat man. In the tray, one side said:
"Boss, the brothers who have errands in various noble mansions called back, and they all said that they had never seen Zhou Mo, but the brother who had been guarding the door came in and said that Zhou Mo was sent by the carriage of Duke Yingyang Manor today. of."

In a word, the voice was kept to the lowest level, and he finished speaking quickly and clearly when changing the wine glass. The whole process was natural and flawless. If Zhou Mo hadn't been secretly watching the fat man, in the noisy environment of the tavern, it might not have happened. Can detect the small movements of the two.

There are indeed many talents in the wild boar gang.

The fat man didn't seem to have heard the words of his subordinates, his wretched eyes were still staring at the sensitive parts of the waitresses, his thick waist twisted unnaturally more and more frequently, he really looked like a wild boar in heat.

The wall clock in the tavern reached eleven o'clock, and the fat man's eyes showed vivid reluctance and regret, as if it was a pity that he didn't hook up with a waitress at this time.

He took out a gold pocket watch with exquisite workmanship and aristocratic family crest from his pocket, and looked at it pretendingly. The fat man stood up, slapped the counter with his big fat hand, and shouted loudly with a doggy expression:
"Who is Zhou Mo, come out to pick up the guests!"

The sound of receiving customers made the whole tavern quiet for a moment, and then the burst of laughter almost toppled the roof of the tavern.

Zhou Mo also turned dark. He thought about how this fat man would attract his attention and how he would interact with him, but he really didn't expect him to do such a trick.

Resisting the urge to throw out the wine bottle in his palm and blast the fat man's head, Zhou Mo walked out of the counter with a sullen face, scanning the tavern with his eyes, a silent but extremely cold murderous aura escaped.

The tavern was quiet again. Although everyone didn't know that Zhou Mo was a black iron life, if the chief bartender had a real murderous aura, he couldn't fake it. A person with this aura didn't have dozens of lives in his hands, right? possible.

Suppressing the restlessness in the tavern, Zhou Mo looked coldly at the fat man with his mouth open and innocent surprise on his face, and asked:
"I'm Zhou Mo, what can you do with me?"

Hearing Zhou Mo's words, a chrysanthemum burst into a smile on the fat man's fat face, and his rather huge body trotted to Zhou Mo's side in small steps. He started and said:
"Hey, Your Excellency Zhou Mo, the younger one is Baron Nice's retinue."

As he spoke, he shook the gold pocket watch in front of Zhou Mo's eyes, representing the family crest of Baron Nice, to prove his identity.

"Today is Mrs. Nice's birthday. The Baron of Nice is holding a banquet for his wife tonight to celebrate her birthday. He wants to invite His Excellency Zhou Mo to make a glass of fine wine for his wife at the banquet."

After talking about his purpose, the fat man took out a flat box from his pocket. The box was made of metal, not the pure metal commonly used nowadays, but a blue-gold alloy box with a balance pattern printed on it.

The fat man opened the box, revealing a copper plate and gold ticket, on which there were nine images of white whales touching the air, and there was a pleasant whale cry.

The gold notes issued by Elephant Whale Bank are equivalent to the real amount of gold coins of the same number. The number 1000 is written on the gold notes in aristocratic fancy style, representing the denomination of one thousand gold coins.

Zhou Mo gently slid his finger over the gold ticket to identify the bank's gold ticket. Phil Noah could smell the production date, bank, equivalent amount, and authenticity of each golden ticket with his nose.

Zhou Mo didn't realize Phil Noah's experience light group, so he didn't have Phil Noah's ability, but it didn't prevent Zhou Mo from knowing how to identify the authenticity of the golden ticket.

Swiping the golden ticket with your finger, it was clean and neat without a trace of unevenness. It was the special-grade copper paper that banks like to use most, but Zhou Mo knew that although this golden ticket was lifelike, a fake is a fake.

There are really all kinds of talents in the wild boar gang, Zhou Mo sighed in his heart, took the box containing the gold tickets from the fat man, and said:
"Report to Baron Nice, Zhou Mo will be there on time."

　Thank you Shuanglu Zhanyi for your big reward!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)