Li Yundong shook his head like a rattle: "no, I'm a teahouse, not a temple Taoist temple. Where do I charge for incense? I laughed at your kindness, but I can't accept the money."

Seeing that Li Yundong refused very decisively, Xi jiongqing husband was greatly disappointed. For a moment, he couldn't help but bow his head and look depressed. But the little brother beside him was a little clever and whispered something to him. Xi jiongqing husband was immediately overjoyed and gave him an appreciative look. He only looked at the little brother as if he had eaten ginseng fruit, and his bones were light.

Xijiongqingfu looked at Li Yundong and said, "Emperor Ming, if you don't accept our donation, at least... Let's have a few cups of tea and burn some incense?"

After listening to Ziyuan's translation, Li Yundong hesitated for a time. Although he didn't like little Japan's virtue of flattering the upper and the lower, as the saying goes, he didn't hit the smiling face. In front of him, Xi jiongqing was a great figure in the local area. Now he was so careful to accompany himself with the smiling face, he was a hundred unwilling in his heart, and he couldn't say it.

Li Yundong thought a little and said in his heart: shouldn't it be nothing to come in and have a cup of tea? People come from afar. Although they are gangsters, they are pious... They can't shut people down. Go back and say I don't have a tolerant heart?

Thinking of this, Li Yundong gently nodded and agreed with Xi jiongqing's words. He turned his head and whispered a few words to the little foxes, asking them to prepare tea sets, boil water and prepare tea to receive guests.

These little foxes were elated when they saw their leader being held by others as a God. They turned around and looked at Han Zhen and Jim, who had long been numb, and went to work one by one.

Han Zhen and Jim saw Xi jiongqing's hand waved and chattered. These little brothers who knelt at the door and blocked the pedestrian street stood up with a hula, and rushed into the ground Sanxian teahouse, cramming it upstairs and downstairs full of people!

Xijiongqingfu himself had no place to sit. He couldn't help looking at Han Zhen and Jim. He tentatively said to them in very difficult English: "can I sit here and have tea with you?"

He thought they were Li Yundong's friends, so he was very polite and didn't dare to offend.

After he said these words, Jim was ok, but Han Zhen suddenly looked very wonderful. Jim's family was white, and he himself was a dandy with developed limbs and simple mind. He didn't understand the power of the Yamaguchi group deeply, but Han Zhen's own family was a gangster. Where didn't he know the truth of the famous Yamaguchi group?

Although his family is also a gangster, compared with the Yamaguchi group, those people in his family are really a group of good men and women who eat fast and chant Buddhism. They want to ask Washington and the United Nations for a peace and Friendship Award to deserve their identity.

At present, although this is only the leader of Sakaki group in Osaka, it is not someone like him who dares to offend easily. If ordinary people want to sit down in front of him and have a table with him, they may kick out with one kick, but now Xi jiongqing is going to sit down. Where dare he stop?