"You don't say …"
Hearing Wang Ye's words, Constable Zhao said, "Don't look at Second Wu's foolishness. This child, compared to him, is really …"
"Stronger by more than just a little bit?"
Hearing this, Wang Ye opened his mouth and asked.
"His son is better than his father!"
At this moment, Constable Zhao shook his head and said, "Good fellow, a seven year old child isn't young anymore. It's as if he doesn't have a brain!"
"When I asked him what he saw last night, the child said that he saw a group of men in black flying on the roof."
"He kept saying the same thing over and over again. If we asked too many questions, he would get angry with us …"
"In my opinion, in less than two years, Jin Ling City will have another idiot named Wu San!"
Men in black?
Flying on the roof?
Hearing Constable Zhao's words, Wang Ye was slightly taken aback.
Although Constable Zhao treated this matter as a joke, he did not treat it as a joke.
Foolishness was not foolishness. On the contrary, most of them were stubborn and reckless.
This Second Wu's child was young and came from an ordinary family. He did not know that qinggong existed in this world.
When the assassin flew over the roof, his speed was very fast. From afar, it looked like he was flying on the roof.
Could it be that something happened in Jin Ling City?
However, thinking of this, Wang Ye's thoughts changed and he was relieved.
Who cares if it was an assassin or a thief? What does it have to do with me?
The most important thing now is to hand this manuscript to Mister Guo and let Old Zhu's name spread throughout Jin Ling City!
Thinking of this, Wang Ye and Constable Zhao laughed and went straight to Mister Guo's house.
Mister Guo lived in a corner of Jin Ling City.
Although this place was a little remote, it was quiet. Mister Guo would not disturb too many people when he cultivated.
Entering Mister Guo's house.
Wang Ye looked up and saw Mister Guo sitting in the courtyard with a frown on his face.
There was a table in front of him, covered with half-written papers.
It was obvious that Mister Guo was thinking of a new manuscript.
"Mister Guo …"
Seeing this scene, Wang Ye opened his mouth and shouted.
"Oh, Shopkeeper Wang?"
Hearing Wang Ye's call, Mister Guo raised his head and hurriedly said, "What brings you here?"
"Mr. Guo, you look like you're writing a new manuscript again?"
Wang Ye asked with a smile.
"Hey, that's right!"
Hearing this, Mister Guo sighed and said, "The Saint of the Demonic Sect's script needs to be changed. Otherwise, we won't be able to write it!"
"Hmm?"
As soon as Mister Guo said this, Wang Ye was slightly taken aback. He asked in confusion, "What happened?"
"Hey, it's all because of that Old Zhu bastard!"
Hearing Wang Ye's words, Mister Guo slapped his thigh and said, "This old bastard gave me some silver to sell his deer antler, tiger penis, and ginseng wine. He asked me to write down the reason for the saint's death as the overflowing of his primordial Yang caused his cultivation to slip …"
"In the end, as soon as I finished speaking, someone was unhappy!"
？？？
Is someone unhappy?
Upon hearing this, Wang Ye froze.
Is there anyone else in this world who is unhappy?
"Someone disagreed?"
Thinking about this, Wang Ye pretended to ask, "Why? Did the saint visit me in my dreams?"
"Hey, Shopkeeper Wang, don't tease me!"
Hearing Wang Ye's words, Mister Guo said, "The saint died a long time ago. Why would he visit me in my dreams?"
"The shopkeeper of Tian Shun Pawnshop disagreed!"
"The shopkeeper of Tian Shun Pawnshop?"
At this moment, Wang Ye was also confused, "What does this have to do with him?"
At the same time, Wang Ye's heart raised a trace of vigilance.
Could it be that Tian Shun Pawnshop was backed by the Demonic Sect?
"Maybe it's because the ending is not up to standard …"
Hearing this, Mister Guo shook his head and said, "He even said that I had to change it or else I wouldn't get a single word of the reward!"
"If I knew this would happen, I wouldn't have listened to that Old Zhu bastard's nonsense!"
Hmm?
Hearing Mister Guo's words, Wang Ye's heart skipped a beat.
It seems like Mister Guo is also unhappy with Doctor Zhu's actions.
"That's great. Two days ago, someone came to drink at my place and gave me a manuscript. I wanted to show it to you, but it seems like it's just right!"
As he spoke, Wang Ye passed Constable Zhao's letter to Mister Guo.
Mister Guo took the draft from Wang Ye and glanced at it. His face blushed a little.
"Old Zhu bastard fought against three barbarian women …"
At this moment, Mister Guo was very excited, "This is a top notch book. Teaching Old Zhu a lesson is a piece of cake …"
"If such a dirty book were to be split into three sections and sent to Pine Wind Restaurant, the reward would definitely be a lot!"
"Shopkeeper Wang, I'll buy this manuscript for twenty-five taels of silver!"
As he spoke, Mister Guo spoke with a heroic spirit.
"Hey, Mister Guo, that's not very nice of you!"
Hearing Mister Guo's words, Wang Ye said, "I treat you as an expert, but you can't treat me like a fool!"
"Selling this book for twenty-five taels of silver is a huge loss. Even if I agree, the person who wrote this manuscript won't."
"If you want to do it, let's split the profits. You get sixty and I get forty. How about that?"
"Shopkeeper Wang, you're the one who loses out!"
Hearing this, Mister Guo smiled and said, "How many taels of silver did I get in that round?
You didn't get much money! "
"Although this book is good, Old Zhu bastard can't keep it for long. If you want to split the profits, that's a huge loss!"
Although Mister Guo's face was full of sincerity, his eyes were filled with cunning.
"Oh?"
Hearing Mister Guo's words, Wang Ye raised his eyebrows and said, "Blackie Guo, do you really think I'm an idiot?"
"You don't get much money in one round, but you've been to every teahouse in Jinling City. You can complain about the quality of this book at least a hundred times!"
"As for Old Zhu bastard, that's even more nonsense!"
"If he finds you, he will definitely pay you money. You can change your name and say the same thing. You can still earn money!"
Wang Ye's face was full of disdain.
"Fine, fine, fine …"
Hearing Wang Ye's words, Mister Guo shook his head with a bitter smile and said, "Shopkeeper Wang, oh Shopkeeper Wang, you really are a famous money-grubber in Jinling City!"
"This little abacus is so f * cking stupid. He even calculated this point clearly!"
"Fine, we'll do as you say. Forty to sixty!"
"That's the way!"
Hearing this, Wang Ye revealed a mischievous smile and said, "Right now, our common enemy is Old Zhu …"
"This grandson has been selling Tiger Whip Wine all this time. He has earned a lot of money. You better start talking quickly!"
"Don't worry!"
Hearing Wang Ye's words, Mister Guo chuckled and said, "Tonight, Pine Wind Restaurant will put on a show of Doctor Zhu fighting three barbarian women!"