Lingling found that Mr. Du Yong hadn't come back for a long time, so she asked, "Brother Yang, where is the young master?"

Yang Jin explained: "His stomach hurts a little, so I'll go back first, let's continue watching."

"stomachache?"

Lingling and Qingyao both frowned, and Dahei and He Laosan also looked concerned.

Yang Jin smiled and said, "I just saw it. It's okay, just sleep more."

Lingling and Qingyao were still worried and had to go back to take care of Du Yong.

Yang Jin grabbed them: "Young Master won't let you go back, because this kind of scene is rare, so you should continue watching! He is not a delicate young master, it's okay."

Lingling and Qingyao had no choice but to give up.

Not long after, Pei Ming's confidant came over, greeted Yang Jin first, glanced at him, and said puzzledly: "Brother Yang, where is your young master?"

Yang Jin was polite at first, and then replied: "I was there just now, but suddenly my stomach hurts, so I went back first. I wanted to send him away, but he stopped him and said that it was just a sequelae of strength loss, and it should be nothing serious."

Pei Ming's confidant said, "That's it, then I'll go see Mr. Du?"

Yang Jin stopped him: "Young Master said that he wants to go to bed early tonight, it's useless for you to go there. Let's talk about it tomorrow morning. Let's find a place to have a good drink tonight. I'm familiar with the buildings in Qianzhou City."

Pei Ming's confidant laughed and said, "It's okay!"

After a while, Pei Huo's confidant also came over. Yang Jin had to say it again and invited him to visit the building.

It was not until midnight that the crocodile was processed, marinated with spices and salt, put them in brand new wooden barrels, and stored in the warehouse.

The onlookers dispersed and went to the shop to have a midnight snack.

Yang Jin, Liang He, Da Hei, He Laosan, Gao Qian, took Pei Ming and Pei Huo's confidants to the brothel in the north of the city, chatting and laughing, and making an appointment to play until dawn.

Lingling and Qingyao went home together and immediately came to Du Yong's room. They lay at the door and listened, but there was no movement inside.

Dongdong!

Lingling couldn't help knocking on the door.

"Come in!"

Du Yong's voice rang.

Lingling and Qingyao breathed a sigh of relief, pushed the door and found Du Yong meditating: "Young master, does your stomach still hurt?"

Du Yong shook his head: "It's already much better. I want to meditate until dawn. It's not advisable to disturb me, so you all go to bed."

Lingling and Qingyao responded obediently: "The young man slept well and asked us if there was anything. Brother Yang and the others went to the north of the city and said they wanted to play all night."

"Play all night?"

Du Yong's eyes lit up and he got off the bed: "I'd better go to the secret room to meditate. You both snort when you sleep."

"You're just snoring!"

Lingling and Qingyao were both a little angry when they heard this and made a move to beat Du Yong.

Du Yong wisely flashed over and rushed to the secret room, and once again reminded: "Remember, don't disturb me, just to avoid getting into a devil."

Lingling and Qingyao were both amused and laughed and went back to their rooms.

After seeing them back to the room, Du Yong slowly walked into the secret room and closed the door.

Instead of meditating, I picked up a big axe.

Of course, it is not about practicing axes now, but about... chopping big crocodiles and chopping them into small pieces.

In fact, that night... not only were sixteen big crocodiles killed, but eighteen.

Du Yong was in the pool, judging two gaps, hiding them from everyone, and secretly hid two of them, just hiding them in the auxiliary warehouse, thanks to the darkness around him at that time.
Chapter completed!