Chapter 689

Wu Haiping swaggers and is very confident. As long as he wins the robbery, the other two gods are not afraid. This will also be his famous work!

"Uncle Haiping, if you meet a widow, isn't it..." Lu Yu frowned and worried. He always plans ahead and considers defeat before victory.

"You smelly boy, what are widows doing out in the middle of the night? Are you looking for a man?"

Before Wu Haiping answered, Qi Yongjie said to Lu Yu. His face was a little gloomy. Before he started fighting the three evil spirits, the boy was worried about failure. Isn't this a curse for me.

"Brother Yong, Lu Yu is also kind, but this is a commercial street, and the time to repair the door beam is at midnight. At that time, let alone a widow, there is no personal shadow."

It seems that Qi Yong is a little bad looking. Wu Haiping helps Lu Yu say a word and explains why he is safe.

"I'm worried."

"I wish uncle two and uncle Haiping peace and good luck!"

Lu Yu wanted to continue persuasion, but seeing their stubborn expressions, he couldn't listen. He simply didn't waste his energy.

"Thank you, little brother."

Qi Yongke's way, but he doesn't think so. He thinks Lu Yu is too careful. He won't worry about this little thing at all.

"Second uncle, can you give me this square block? Just want to go back and learn wood carving. "

Lu Yu looked down and saw a square wooden block, which should be the leftover corner waste from cutting the roof beam.

"Take it, take it quickly."

Qi Yong quickly waved and looked impatient. He was busy customizing the Countermeasures for fighting three evil spirits. The boy always added chaos.

Lu Yu took a piece of wood, secretly blessed the decision to eliminate disasters and ward off evil spirits, and then threw it near the door of the store.

At this time, Qi Fangfei finished calling and said to Lu Yu with a reassuring look:

"Lu Yu, don't worry. I called Grandpa. The second uncle is most afraid of Grandpa."

Sure enough, Qi Yong's phone rang, looked at the call, Qi Yong's face changed, glared at Qi Fangfei, smiled carefully and said to the phone:

"Dad, don't worry, you must be safe,..., huh? OK, OK, OK, listen to you. Don't be angry. Can't you open it? Sell the shop tomorrow, OK. "

Qi Yong hung up the phone, his face suddenly sank, snapped on the table and broke his mobile phone!

The veins on his forehead burst and he pointed to Lu Yu and roared:

"Are you satisfied now? What good is it to you to ruin my fortune? I won't open the shop. Now, get out of here! "

"Second uncle, Lu... Mr. Lu is for you."

Hearing that Qi Yong gave up opening a shop, Qi Fangfei was obviously relieved and quickly helped Lu Yu explain that Lu Yu was scolded by her second uncle for her sake.

"All right, don't say it. You all go. I'm annoyed to see you. Good things will make you mix yellow!"

Qi Yong waved his hand, turned and entered the house, slammed the door.

Qi Fangfei said that he was a little sad, but fortunately, the second uncle had given up opening a shop. Even if he was angry, he would be fine in a few days.

Lu Yu still frowned. He didn't believe Qi Yong would let go so easily.

At midnight, that is, one o'clock in the morning, the streets were empty and there was no human shadow. A curved moon was thin and sharp, like the sickle of death waiting to harvest the greedy soul.

The door of the shop opened gently, and five or six people rushed out. Qi Yong was the leader. He looked around, waved his hand, and the workers began to work.

As Lu Yu expected, he would never give up.

The decoration workers behind Qi Yong acted quickly.

They were a little surprised at the employer's request to repair the door beam in the middle of the night, but as long as the salary doubled, everything else was nothing.

Workers move door beams, pliers, hammers, electric welding and other tools from the house to the door.