In a shabby thatched house at the end of the village on the east side of Shizi Mountain in Nanzhou County, the head of Niubei Mountain was sitting in a haystack, looking at the two people who had just returned.

"Thin monkey, have you found out?"

The young man who was called Skinny Monkey was thin, dark, and short. He answered, "I found out that the boss and his men are all imprisoned in the Nanzhou County government office."

"Did you tell me how to deal with it?"

"I will be executed in the future."

“Brother…” the head of the family cried.

"Is there any news about Lao Bo?" The head of the family wiped away his tears. It was all Lao Bo's fault.

"Yes, they were locked up together." Skinny Monkey said with hatred on his face, "I heard from the brothers inside that Lao Yu and the others were found in a shop beside the official road."

"Which shop?" The boss was so angry that he and his brothers planned for two months and waited in the city for half a month before they finally succeeded.

It was actually destroyed by a small shop owner, and the brothers were imprisoned.

"I heard that a woman put drugs in the water of the shop in Huanghualing and knocked Lao Yu and the others unconscious."

"Damn it, avenge our brothers."

"Yes, revenge..., revenge..."

The six people in the thatched hut lowered their voices and growled fiercely.

Huanghualing is on the south side of Lion Mountain. The head of the family and his brothers arrived at the shop in half an hour.

An independent shop stands beside the official road.

No need to ask, it's this one, because there is only this one shop here.

The door of the shop was wide open, and when the owner went in, he felt even colder.

Stupid boss, how can you do business in such a deserted shop?

The head of the household wrapped his cotton coat tightly around himself with dissatisfaction and sat down.

"Sir, what would you like to eat?" Zhao Yongqiang looked happy. Business was good today and customers came as soon as the store opened.

"One bowl of noodles per person." The boss said as he looked around the shop.

It’s no wonder that the old man was not alert in such a bad shop. Who would have thought that he would fall into such trouble here.

“Yes…” Zhao Yongqiang replied happily.

"Cuihong, Cuihong, go and cook noodles." Zhao Yongqiang rushed towards the lounge. When there was no business, Cuihong was reluctant to get up and liked to stay on the bed in the lounge.

"Xiaojuan, go help your mother."

Cuihong? The boss thought to himself that it must be the stinky woman who drugged the old man.

The brothers looked fierce, and the boss pressed his hand on the table, signaling everyone not to act rashly. After all, they were still wanted criminals.

When the noodles were served on the table, the chef took a bite and almost vomited.

"Damn, it's so disgusting." The skinny monkey sitting opposite the boss cursed.

Cuihong looked impatient, "If you like it, eat it. If you don't want to eat it, forget it."

In the past few days, customers who came to the store all complained that their food was unpalatable, saying that there was no oil in the noodles and that they were reluctant to even put salt in them.

I definitely wouldn’t want to let it go, as I don’t have to spend money to buy oil and salt.

Even if Zhao Xiaojuan added too much oil and salt, Cuihong would scold her.

No matter how bad the noodles taste, they are made of white flour at least. The boss and his friends have been hungry ever since they escaped last time.

Although they said they were disgusted, they quickly ate up all the noodles.

"Ten cents a bowl, sixty cents in total." Zhao Yongqiang said when he saw the guests had finished eating.

"Damn it, you charge ten cents for a bowl of such disgusting noodles."

The skinny monkey threw the bowl, stood up, and looked at Zhao Yongqiang fiercely.

Zhao Yongqiang is a bully at home and a cunning person.

But he didn't dare to fight the ruthless man with real guns and swords.

"It's...it's unpalatable, but you guys have finished eating it." Zhao Yongqiang suppressed his fear and said stutteringly.