"Save me, wait, Manager Su, I am an old man in the mansion, how can I do such a thing that is harmful to heaven!"

"It's not what I did! No! Give me your life!"

The Luoyueqintai, outside the small building near the lake, the shopkeeper of the Luoyue Business House was pressed on the chair by several servants. Behind him, there was a man holding a stick.

Manager Su, who was diagnosed and treated Qingqing that day, always smiled and treated others kindly, but today his face was full of chill.

He twisted his beard and stood in front of the shopkeeper who was howling like a pig, and he said coldly:

"He is in charge, I ask you again, where has Miss Qingqing gone?"

"I don't know!"

The fat manager was so scared that he was almost gone. He struggled and screamed:

"I saw Miss Qingqing walk out the door..."

"well."

Manager Su shook his head.

He took a step back and said to the two stick-holding men beside him:

"Manager He was frightened and was a little lost. Please help him wake up... Don't beat him to death, Miss Yaoqin is still waiting to reply."

"yes."

The two men walked forward, just like a man in the public wing, raised his stick and hit Manager He's back and buttocks.

The manager was about to howl when another servant stuffed walnuts into his mouth.

His body trembled, but he could only make a whimpering sound.

The main family of Luoyue Shangfang, the Su family has been a wealthy merchant in Suzhou for generations, and was also an imperial merchant in the previous dynasty. The family is big and the business is big, and the mansion has its own set of rules.

Qingqing disappeared in her own rouge shop. This was a slap in Luoyue Shangfang's face, not to mention the owner of the Shangfang, the girl Yaoqin and Qingqing were like sisters.

This matter has been a big deal.

Although the news was blocked, the search has begun this morning.

Manager He was not the first to be lynched. All the guys in the shop had already experienced the taste of the sticks of the Su Mansion.

Linhu Xiaozhuli, Yaoqin sat on a chair with a veil, her eyes full of coldness.

This girl who is in charge of the entire Luoyueqintai is waiting for news.

If you can manage such a large industry in an orderly manner and be united, the girl Yaoqin is naturally not just smart, she just looks delicate, but she also has her own means.

This shopping mall is like a battlefield, and she will not show mercy when she should be cruel.

And in the corner of the room, Shen Qiu was sitting there.

His face was pale, his eyes were red and dull, his hair was scattered on his face, and he was holding the Yanling Knife tightly in his hand, like an angry beast, which would show his minions at any time.

"Senior Brother Shen Qiu, you haven't been sleeping all night, go and rest first."

Yaoqin said softly:

"If there is news, I will notify you immediately."

"I can't sleep."

Shen Qiu's voice was haggard and hoarse, he said:

"Before my master died, I asked me to protect her...I also promised that Taihang old friend would protect her. I broke my trust. I lost Qingqing..."

Shen Qiu's fists were clenched, and the sounds made by the joints were clearly audible.

The experiences of the girls who were abducted by human traffickers in their previous lives and the tragic situations of the women they saw in the killing of Zhou Qishi were rumbling in Shen Qiu's mind over and over again.

How could he sleep?

"It's not your fault, Senior Brother Shen Qiu."

Yaoqin sighed, and her heart was like a knife. She forced herself to cheer up and said to Shen Qiu:

"I have invited the old manager of the Suzhou Beggars' Sect to search on the shopping streets. This matter is strange, so don't worry."

"Beggars' Sect?"

Chen Qiu turned around and looked at Yaoqin, and he said with murderous aura:

"You suspect that it was made by those beggars?"

"No, not them."

Yaoqin explained:

"I have always had a good relationship with the Suzhou Beggars' Sect. The old manager here has an old age with my father. He also participated in Lin'an affairs back then. He is a loyal and righteous man and a trustworthy person.

I have sent someone to ask him, and he assured me that Qingqing's disappearance has nothing to do with the local Beggars' Sect."

"Um."

Chen Qiu nodded.

He recalled the rumors about the Beggars' Sect that Qingqing told him.

This Beggars' Sect has nothing to do with the great sects in martial arts dramas in Shen Qiu's memory.

It's more like a loose social organization.

There are officials in charge of beggars in a city. They occasionally cooperate with the government to find some murderers who have committed crimes, but more often, they restrict the gang members and do not do anything illegal to avoid implicating other beggars.

They also care about the "common things" with the heroes of the world.

Just like Old Man Liu's friend was kidnapped before, he invited the Beggars' Sect to come forward and talk to the bandits in the mountains to make peace.

The city foxes, clubs and rats in this city, and the sluts are not able to deal with it, and it is often the beggars who come forward to deal with it. Anyway, the beggars don’t care about their faces, so many things are easy to say.

The Beggar's Sects of all dynasties have been like this, all of which are poor people who have no livelihoods. Even if they have a bigger momentum, they will only be able to make ends meet.

But after this generation of Beggar Gang's leader took over, some subtle changes took place.

After that big leader came to power, he began to let the Beggars' Gang spread all over the world to carry out another business.

Collect, circulate, sell news.

Which other force is more suitable for this than the Beggars' Sect?

So in recent years, the Beggars' Gang has become more and more powerful by relying on the business of buying and selling news among all forces.

According to the description of Qingqing Girl, if this continues, within ten years, the beggars of the Beggars who had no one paid attention to will definitely become an important force in the world.

"Miss, the leader of the Beggar Gang is here."

Soon, a maid entered the room and reported to Yaoqin.

"Please!"

Yaoqin waved her hand, and after a moment, an old beggar wearing a ragged long gown, leaning on a stick, and a broken gourd hanging around her waist was invited in.

He didn't even wear shoes and was just barefoot.

Although he didn't smell bad on his body, he was undoubtedly from the Beggars' Sect.

The old man's face was withered, and he looked like he had been malnourished for a long time, but his eyes were quite sharp and bright. When he entered the house, he bent down and made a robin bow, and then said to Yaoqin:

"Miss Yaoqin, I have already seen the street and have some speculations. Let me report it."

"Uncle Song said it, there is no need to hide it."

Yaoqin said:

"Is Chen Qiu the senior brother Qingqing, who is in love with brothers and sisters, or..."

"I know the disciple of Lao Lutou."

The beggar Song looked back at Xiao Se Chen Qiu. He leaned on a crutch and let out a strange laugh. He said:

"If the old roadmaster is still there, how could such a thing happen? You young hero is not good at learning skills and lose your junior sister, and you are a person in the world. Didn't your master teach you the rules of the secret door of the world during his lifetime?"

"Not taught!"

Chen Qiu was in a bad mood, so he replied:

"Why don't I know that my master has a beggar friend?"

"You yellow-mouthed child doesn't know much."

Beggar Song was not polite. He snorted, took out a few pieces of paper from his ragged sleeves, and threw it to Chen Qiu. He said:

"This is found by my elder brother next to the wall of your escort agency and the dark alleys on the streets. Let's take a look!"

Chen Qiu picked up the paper and took a look. He found that there were some ancient and strange marks on the paper, just like graffiti.

"Miss Yaoqin, this missing thing was done by people in the world."

Beggar Song ignored Chen Qiu, and turned his head to Yaoqin and said:

"These marks are all marks of the secret doors of the rivers and lakes. I have identified them. The first few were left behind half a month ago. The thieves have already set their sights on Miss Qingqing."

He glanced at Chen Qiu and said:
To be continued...