Starting with the flesh-based stimulant

Jiang Qi's uncle had a gentle voice and a friendly smile.

But Zhou He, who was being stared at by his eyes, felt his heart pounding, and vaguely felt as if he were being watched by something cold.

pressure.

Unfounded pressure.

It wasn't the official arrogance that came with a high position, nor the sense of crisis that a powerful person could take his life at any time.

It's more like the very existence of the person in front of you represents pressure.

This feeling is hard to describe.

Zhou He frowned, feeling somewhat uneasy.

But she quickly realized what she had done, forced a smile, and carefully said:

"Mr. Jiang, this is Zhou He. I do need your help with a small matter, but..."

He hesitated for a moment when he said this.

Meanwhile, Jiang Qi's uncle on the other side seemed to have noticed Zhou He's state and smiled, saying:

"Don't be nervous. You're Jiang Qi's friend, so you're a friend of the Jiang family. Just tell us what you need, and we'll do our best to help."

Zhou He realized that Jiang Qi's uncle was emphasizing that he was Jiang Qi's friend and had brought up the Jiang family again.

It's clearly implying that if it's just a small favor between friends, then there's room for discussion; but if it's not troublesome, I'm always willing to help.

But if you really try to climb the social ladder by being a "friend" and say or think things you shouldn't, the other person can pull the ladder away at any time.

That's the problem.

Zhou He didn't know how much the word "friend" was really worth.

But since things have come to this point, we should say what needs to be said.

It's just a matter of being rejected; you'll just have to find another way.

Having figured things out, Zhou He was no longer nervous. Calming himself slightly, he suppressed the pressure he felt and slowly began to speak:

"I need a friend who works in the hairdressing industry to help me stop a driver. He doesn't need to do anything else, just stop him and tell him not to drive away."

Jiang Qi's uncle smiled gently, nodded, and asked:

"What level is this cart driver profession?"

"The 'Night Scout' who has passed four levels."

The information about the four passes was told to Zhou He by Boss Liu, while the name "Night Scout" was retrieved from Old Man Ma's memory.

Uncle Jiang Qi nodded:

"Not a night shift? That's certainly not a high-ranking position... Qian Wansun, do you think this job is difficult?"

The burly man, who had been obediently waiting behind Jiang Qi's uncle, listening attentively with his head bowed, raised his head upon hearing this. He first gave Jiang Qi's uncle, Jiang Qi, and Yao Yao beside Jiang Qi a fawning smile before lowering his voice and saying:

"In reply to Mr. Jiang, if it's just about obstruction, it's not a difficult matter."

After saying that, he lowered his head obediently and didn't say another word.

Zhou He pondered to himself, realizing that the Jiang family's status was even higher than he had imagined.

A scissor who can stop the night watchmen at four checkpoints must be a "strongman" at least at three checkpoints.

In addition, this profession is originally inhabited by unruly and rebellious people.

The fact that Qian Wansun bowed and listened attentively in front of Jiang Qi's uncle showed no sign of arrogance, which could only mean that the Jiang family's background must be extremely deep.

He recalled the inexplicable pressure he had felt earlier, and his brows furrowed again.

For some reason, he always had a vague feeling of unease.

It's as if your body is resisting this pressure.

Or rather...

A strange thought arose in Zhou's mind.

If I had to describe it, it's like an emperor seeing a country landowner swaggering around in front of him, and feeling offended and displeased.

"Mr. Zhou, since Qian Wansun said it's no problem, let him handle things for you first. Does that seem appropriate?"

Jiang Qi's uncle's voice interrupted Zhou He's thoughts.

His tone was gentle as he asked if it was appropriate, but Zhou He clearly sensed the unquestionable authority behind it.

Suppressing his displeasure, he smiled, nodded, and gave his seat to Jiang Qi and his uncle to talk, while he led Qian Wansun outside the pavilion to talk.

"Mr. Qian, I've already booked a spot at the Jincheng Mine tomorrow night. The driver will definitely come looking for me, so I'll have to trouble you to hide and block him when he comes out."

Qian Wansun nodded, snorted, and said nothing.

She was completely different from the well-behaved girl she was in the pavilion.

But strangely, this person didn't show any respect in front of me.

But I didn't feel offended like I had just felt.

After Jiang Qi and his uncle finished talking, Qian Wansun was left to follow Zhou He. Before leaving, Jiang Qi's uncle specifically instructed Qian Wansun to focus on helping Zhou He and to listen to Zhou He in all matters.

This person is meticulous in everything they do.

They didn't act arrogantly at all.

After greeting Jiang Qi, Yao Yao, and the others, Zhou He led Qian Wansun and Ga Gouwa back to Yongqiang Guesthouse.

After settling Qian Wansun to rest, Zhou He pulled Ga Gouwa aside and whispered to him:

"Little Gouwa, there's something else I need your help with."

Ga Gouwa carefully patted the top hat clean and put it in a drawer under the counter before raising his head to answer.

He didn't ask Zhou what he needed to do.

Zhou He still slowly explained the plans for tomorrow night to Ga Gouwa.

The next day, after finishing their meal, the three of them gathered together again to make arrangements for their actions that night, and then waited for nightfall in Jincheng.

it's dark.

The number of pedestrians on the street gradually decreased.

The scorching sun of the day was gone, and Zhou He led the two to the Jincheng Mine.

Zhou knocked on the door to let Liu know, but Liu was still cursing and swearing. He didn't say much, found a chair, pulled it outside, jumped up and sat down, closed his eyes and pretended to sleep while waiting.

Qian Wansun, on the other hand, hid in the distance.

No one knew what technique he used, but even though the entire field of loess was completely exposed, once he hid well, Zhou He couldn't see him at all.

This is normal, though; if passersby see bandits ahead, they will definitely take a detour.

It's only natural to resort to such methods in order to earn more business.

Zhou He and Ga Gouwa stood silently in the courtyard below the cave dwelling, waiting for Wang Zhankui to arrive.

Ta-da-ta-da...

The sound of horses' hooves was cheerful.

A porter with red lips and white teeth came from afar, his four slender wooden legs striding diligently, even leaping as he walked.

"Young man, did your grandfather tell you to bring me the method within three days?"

Wang Zhankui, the porter, laughed heartily, revealing two rows of gleaming white teeth. His question sounded more like a joke than a scolding.

But Zhou He knew he wasn't joking.

This person is unpredictable; he might just whip you on the head at any moment.

He took a deep breath and slowly bent down, saying:

"Replying to Master Tuozi, I asked Boss Liu for help, but he can't leave this Jincheng Mine. There's nothing I can do but wait here for you to come, Master Tuozi."

"Antidote: the poison in the flesh!"