"This sword crane dream was created by Zhuo Gong!"
Zhuo Yanfei looked at the full-length mirror in the room, smiled slightly, and groaned, the joy in his eyes almost overflowing.
Dang Dang Dang.
"cough."
Suddenly there was a knock on the door. Zhuo Yanfei quickly returned to sit on the chair and said softly, "Please come in, the door is unlocked."
"Lao Zhuo."
As soon as the door opened, Senior Li and several people from the competition committee entered. Everyone's face was red, and the momentum was very different from before the competition.
Senior Li changed into a particularly bright outfit, with a new hat and boots, and looked very energetic, "This year our No. 1 pick in Anbang Dingguo, ah, is now called the champion, and the championship bonus has been changed to two thousand taels of gold, which is a full two thousand taels!"
This price is much higher than in previous years!
But considering everyone’s hard work this year, it seems that everyone deserves this money.
"Not only the champions, but also the subsidies for other warriors in our country have also been greatly increased."
"Of course, it's just given privately, and the bonus on the surface is still the same as in previous years."
"After all, the second place is Mu Luosheng. Just thinking about it makes me angry. If Boss Shen hadn't wanted to save face, I would have cut off the official bonus. Anyway, the warriors in our country won't mind."
Senior Li snorted.
He is so petty!
"Don't be angry. We have already discussed it. It doesn't matter if we don't have time this year. After this year, our children will be free and form a team to go to the Three Islands Country to kill him without leaving a trace."
How many warriors are there in the Three Islands Kingdom?
Not even a fraction of the Ming Dynasty.
At most, the Three Islands Country only dared to send a dozen warriors in to disrupt the situation, and that was when they were troubled by things over the restricted area.
"Bah, you are brave enough to compete with us. How many warriors has he sent this year? Have you counted them from various places? Fourteen, right? Next year we will have one hundred and forty young masters."
"Didn't they come second in our Anbang Dingguo Competition this year?"
"The biggest youth competition in the Mishima Country is called the Junior Hero Tournament. Next year, let's make sure that the top 140 in the Junior Hero List are not from the Mishima Country!"
Before the dust settled, Senior Li was so bad-tempered that he didn't even have the nerve to say filial piety.
He was worried about putting too much pressure on his children. If something happened to Mu Luosheng this time, and Senior Li had made too much trouble earlier, the children would be even more miserable.
"The Mishima Nation has the nerve to call this battle unfair, calling them dead and being beaten. Oh, how dare he, a man who seeks truth, come to our domestic entertainment competition, and he is quite particular about fairness?"
"cough."
Zhuo Yanfei quickly interrupted.
Even if it is an entertainment competition, it is difficult to talk about it in person.
The old guys here are chatting.
Mu Qingyun has been drinking with Chen Yi and the others for the third round.
Of course, Mu Qingyun didn't need to drink.
Chen Yi was like an old hen guarding her chicks, guarding the wine table firmly, and no one was allowed to give Mu Qingyun half a drink.
She was only allowed to drink barley tea prepared by the stall owner and a little wine she brought with her.
The group did not eat in the hotel.
During the competition, I ate in the hotel all day long, and every dish was strictly controlled. The ingredients were of course first-class, but the heads of the families, the masters, and the brothers demanded that they eat healthily.
….Any condiments that may cause gastrointestinal discomfort or increase physical burden are not allowed.
But everything that tastes delicious has to be a little bit unhealthy!
"I can only eat boiled shrimp!"
When the young disciples mentioned these days, their eyes were filled with sadness.
"It's all worth it."
Chen Yi smiled.
All the brothers eat meat in large quantities. The meat requires rich red sauce and lots of chili peppers.
There are definitely not many people willing to eat the vegetables, but you can have a few plates of fruits.
Made at a stall
The food is not as exquisite as the hotel chef's cooking, but there is a stove next to it. Large pieces of meat are tumbling in the iron pot, and the white smoke is scattered, carrying the fragrance of human fireworks.
Mu Qingyun felt like his spirit was soaked in a milk-like hot spring.
Even she seemed to smell the soothing fragrance emanating from the depths of her spirit, and it seemed that a layer of restraint had been shed from the inside out.
"stop!"
As soon as Chen Yi took a piece of tender meat from the fish belly to Mu Qingyun, mixed it with the soup, and then put it in her bowl, she heard a burst of messy footsteps and shouts behind her.
While everyone was eating, they looked over at the sound and saw seven or eight men in black running towards the end of the street.
It seemed like someone was chasing me from behind.
Each of these people was carrying weapons, including axes, maces, and some were carrying kitchen knives.
"Ouch, black-faced old man!"
The stall owner turned pale. He grabbed the money basket from his stall, put it in his arms and hid aside. While hiding, he shouted: "Guest, leave quickly. Hurry up."
In an instant, the nearby vendors disappeared.
Mu Qingyun ate the meat and looked around confusedly. When he took a closer look, the people chasing behind these seven or eight people were clearly officials from the county government.
The officer held a loudspeaker and said loudly: "Lei Laosi, something happened to you, I will arrest you immediately!"
The sound is like ocean waves, one after another.
Chen Yi wondered: "The officials caught a few thieves, why are you running away?"
The two senior brothers next to them were much more experienced. They immediately speeded up to grab the food on the table and said, "Eat quickly, we won't be able to save the plate if we fight for a while."
"It seems that Zhaocheng is really different from our Yuncheng. Their thieves actually dare to fight with the officials in the street."
"My third uncle lives in Zhaocheng. He said that one time when officials caught a thief, seven or eight people from both sides fought in the street, and then they both started calling for reinforcements."
"The official first called a dozen more people. The thieves saw that it was not good, so they quickly called more than 20 people. The official was furious and called again. In the end, there were more than a hundred people from all parties, and the street was almost demolished. into pieces."
While eating and drinking, chatting and drinking for half a round, the man in black finally came closer.
The men in black looked a little embarrassed and had impatient expressions on their faces. When they saw Mu Qingyun and others, they immediately became happy.
"Quick, there are some *** over there."
"Take two of them and use them as hostages. Damn it, chase us. You know how to chase us. Don't think we are ghosts."
Three men in black swooped towards Mu Qingyun and his party.
Mu Qingyun looked at them in surprise.
Then I noticed that everyone around me was very surprised. .
Mu Qingyun is the youngest. Today he wears two braids. At first glance, he looks like a doll.
The men in black obviously felt that she was easy to bully, and one of them reached out to grab her arm.
Mu Qingyun blinked and held a chicken leg in his mouth obediently. While protecting the dish that was almost knocked off, he slowly tied the person into a strip and stuffed it under the empty table.
Two minutes later.
Mu Qingyun, Chen Yi and the others were eating and drinking. More than a dozen official officials arrived and looked blankly at the young men who were slightly drunk and had slightly red faces, but they still looked elegant and handsome.
Chen Yi smiled, stretched out his long legs and kicked the table next to him a little, revealing the man in black who had been squeezed out of shape.
"Excuse me, is this the thief you lost?"
Official: "..."
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The Snow Emperor
