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Han Xiaodong threw the cockroach aside, and then asked again: "Did you come to look for me?"

Brother Huangmao nodded desperately: "Yes, I'm here to find you."

"Do I know you?" Han Xiaodong looked at Brother Huangmao and asked.

"I don't know, we've never met before." Daoist Huangmao was frightened by the cockroach, but he spoke honestly.

"Then why are you bothering me? Tell the truth!" Han Xiaodong exerted a little more strength on his feet.

The yellow-haired Taoist brother instantly felt as if his chest had been hit with a hammer, and quickly begged for mercy:

"I said, I said, I said, take it easy, someone wants me to deal with you, 500 yuan, and get you out of this store."

Daoist Huangmao didn't dare to speak nonsense now, and spit out everything he knew.

"What do you mean get me out of this store?" Han Xiaodong asked puzzled.

"It means let the boss fire you, and we will find trouble with you, beat you up, smash the store, and then let go, as long as you are in this store, we will see you smash the store every time in the future, and the boss will open you if he is afraid. That's right, that's how we planned." Huang Mao didn't need to ask, he recruited all the plans by himself.

"Who hired you?" Han Xiaodong asked.

"I don't know. The person who was looking for me added me on WeChat in the Internet cafe. It's very fun to send money. It's good to say that the matter is done. I really don't know who it is!" Huang Maodao said at the end and waved his hand anxiously.

Han Xiaodong couldn't tell the truth from what he said for a while, so he could only call Little K in his mind: "Is it the truth?"

Little K had been prepared for a long time, and replied directly: "What you said is true. After checking their chat records, the WeChat ID used by the client is fake."

"Fake?" Han Xiaodong was a little confused: "Now WeChat and bank cards are all registered with mobile phones, and the mobile phone is a real name, how can it be fake?"

"The mobile phone number registered on WeChat was activated with a non-local ID card. After cross-comparison, it shows that it is not the owner of the phone. The WeChat transfer is a transfer using a non-local bank card. After searching, no person directly related to you was found to participate. It was a well-planned attack." Little K directly determined the nature of the incident.

This result made Han Xiaodong very depressed. He is not a big shot, so why should he be so mysterious?Regardless of the level of recruiting thugs, this employer can be said to be different from a blind man, but he really has a way of concealing his identity. Anyone who is not a spy or an agent is inferior.

Han Xiaodong finished verifying Daoist Huang Mao's words, looked up at Grandpa Lu, saw Grandpa Lu nodded at him, and then let go of his feet.

"Get out! Don't let me see you again!" Han Xiaodong was so angry at being messed up by these oolong gangsters, he didn't say anything about the store being destroyed, and finally he didn't even ask who was behind the scenes.

The fat man and the black skinny man who were lying on the ground got up and ran out of the noodle restaurant like a gust of wind. Seeing that Han Xiaodong loosened his feet, Daoist Huang Mao stood up quickly, but he didn't want to be stopped by Mr. Qiu:
"stop!"

Brother Huang Mao was really frightened by Han Xiaodong's hand feeding the cockroaches just now, so he stood obediently where he was.

"I won't let you pay for the tables, chairs, benches, and the seasoning, but you have to pay for it, and the bowl was smashed, so the total..."

Before Old Man Qiu finished speaking, Huang Mao took out a red ticket from his pocket and threw it on the table, turned around and ran, shouting as he ran, "Don't look for it, it's a tip!"

Old Man Qiu looked at Brother Huang Mao's back and shouted: "Come again next time!"

He turned his head and saw that the blue hair was still shaking with the seasoning box.

Mr. Qiu picked up the bottle opener as if he was about to throw it over, Lan Mao quickly lifted the seasoning box, and raised a piece of chili noodles.

"What are you waiting for me to call a car to take you off? Run!" Mr. Qiu was delighted to see him like this, and pointed outside the door in the direction where Brother Huangmao was escaping.

Only then did Lan Mao react, and Sa Yazi ran out.

Seeing how fast he was running, Mr. Qiu quickly shouted again: "Put down the seasoning box!"

The blue-haired man had already run out of the door. Hearing the old man's shout, he ran back quickly, put the seasoning box on the table, and then ran away again.

Han Xiaodong looked at the backs of the people running outside the door, shook his head and sighed: "What kind of quality is this gangster now? Why does it look like he came out of kindergarten?"

Mr. Qiu was amused when he heard the words, and waved his hand at Han Xiaodong: "Don't talk about others, you should clean up the shop first, it's a mess."

"It's not me..." Han Xiaodong wanted to say that he didn't do it.

Unexpectedly, Grandpa Qiu stared: "Who told you to let them go."

After turning back, I went under the kitchen.

Han Xiaodong rearranged all the tables, chairs and benches in the store. In fact, there was no loss. It was nothing more than knocking over two boxes of seasonings and breaking a bowl. The money given by Brother Huang Maodao was enough to compensate.

After everything was tidied up, Han Xiaodong went to the kitchen to report: "Grandpa Qiu, I won't eat tonight, go home quickly, I should be anxious if my mother comes back later and won't see me."

"Just go like this?" Old Man Qiu asked casually without even raising his eyelids.

"Ah... uh... the store... Is there anything wrong with me?" Han Xiaodong was taken aback by his question, and couldn't remember what else he had forgotten.

"Kneel down." Mr. Qiu uttered two words leisurely while chewing the noodles.

"Ah?" Han Xiaodong didn't realize it all at once, and subconsciously let out an ah.

"Kneel down!" Old Man Qiu repeated loudly, but his eyes widened.

Seeing Mr. Qiu stare, Han Xiaodong let out a groan, quickly fell to his knees, and muttered, "I was wrong, don't be angry, I caused the trouble today, and I won't cause you any more trouble."

"Okay, okay, who asked you to say this." Mr. Qiu waved his chopsticks impatiently: "Call Master."

This time Han Xiaodong understood that he was going to be apprenticed to him, so why did he think about asking him to apprentice him just after the fight?Does it mean that you want to charge yourself as an apprentice to pay for the shop?But nothing was lost in the store.

Besides, what do you learn from a teacher?Want to learn how to make noodles?I was looking for this job just to earn some money to apply for self-examination.

Later, I planned to take the university entrance examination, and it would be good to earn some tuition fees together, so I stayed and continued to work, but I never thought about opening a noodle restaurant in the future.

Seeing that Han Xiaodong hesitated, Mr. Qiu smacked his lips: "What's the matter? You still don't like the old man's ability, do you? Let me tell you, boy, I didn't pass on the old man's ability when someone spent millions of dollars to be a teacher. Let's see it today. You kid is destined to accept you as a closed disciple, if you don’t learn how to get there, we won’t have this shop after passing this village.”

Hearing what the old man said, Han Xiaodong gritted his teeth and kowtowed three times, not forgetting to shout: "Master is on me, and I will be worshiped by my disciple!"

Han Xiaodong doesn't have many relatives in this world, and there are only a few people who are kind to him. Although he hasn't been with Grandpa Qiu for long, Han Xiaodong can feel that Grandpa Qiu likes him very much and takes good care of him.

This is really a special feeling for Han Xiaodong, who has never enjoyed the treatment of "children in the next generation", so he doesn't want the old man to be unhappy about it, so he thinks about what he learns and accepts it first Besides.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Qiu was very happy to see him kowtow, but when he heard him calling for his apprentice to bow, his brows frowned: "You monkey bastard, why do you take me as a Tang monk? And accept my apprentice's bow. If you want to learn the scriptures yourself Go, old man, I don't have time for that."

Han Xiaodong also blushed, Grandpa Qiu asked him to apprentice, and this line was the first thing that popped into his head.

"Okay, I won't be pretentious with you anymore." Mr. Qiu waved his hand, indicating that he didn't have the same knowledge as him, and continued: "From now on, you will be the 128th generation successor of Shadow Fist. I will give you a name, and you will be called..."

When it came to giving the name, old man Qiu suddenly got stuck, thought for a while before saying:
"You can still be called Han Xiaodong!"