"Now that the world is in chaos, people like Xiao Lao'er don't know who is good and who is evil. They can't say whether they are good today or evil tomorrow, or whether they are good during the day and evil at night. Who can guarantee that? ?”
"The boss is really wise and far-sighted. Xin really wants to be your friend."
"The Fourteenth Young Master is joking. If I can win the Young Master's praise, my little restaurant will be prosperous in the future. In this case, I still got the benefit of those swords to kill the god. In this way, the little old man will not be able to If you dare to get out of the way, how can you let someone kill my God of Wealth?"
At this time, Kong Bokang's face was as dark as water, thinking that he was a descendant of the Kong family and a master in the realm of spiritual cultivation. First he was blocked by this little boss, but now Mr. Xin Shisi and the boss actually ignored him and talked and laughed as if no one else was around. . It's true that my uncle can't bear it, but my aunt can't.
"It's just too much!" Kong Bokang said sternly, a three-foot-long judge's pen appeared in his hand, and he swiped at the restaurant owner. The attack was fierce, going straight to the restaurant owner's throat.
But the restaurant owner was not in a hurry. Even though he was fat, he did not move slowly. He avoided Kong Bokang's pen at the last moment.
Then he yelled, "A decent person from a well-known family is killing innocent people, killing people! Killing people."
While shouting, he dodged Kong Bokang's attack.
Kong Bokang is a descendant of the ancient Kong family. Although he does not have the true inheritance of the Kong family, he cannot be underestimated. He is also a master in the realm of spiritual cultivation. It can be said that he has entered the door of cultivation.
But no matter how fierce the attack with the Judge's Pen in his hand was, or how sophisticated his moves were, the restaurant owner was always able to dodge it with narrowly missed attacks.
While avoiding, he was still shouting, "Kong's children killed people! Help! Oh my god, you scared me to death!" and other words, which made Kong Bokang furious, but there was nothing he could do about him.
At this time, he also saw that this restaurant owner was not an ordinary person, he was probably an expert hidden in the market.
Although Kong Bokang was confident in his own cultivation, no matter how he attacked at this time, the restaurant owner was able to dodge and never left the stairs, which was really frightening.
Next to him, He Kaijia's expression also changed at this time. He didn't expect that he was just a small restaurant owner, but he had such abilities. However, the treasure was right in front of him, so he couldn't give up.
Then he shouted loudly, "Let's all come together. There are only two of them. How can two fists be stronger than four hands?" As he said that, he attacked the 14th Young Master Xin with his sword.
He originally thought that with this shout, everyone would follow him up to his shoulders, but when he reached the Fourteenth Young Master Xin, he looked back and saw that everyone was standing still, and he was so angry that he almost vomited blood.
But at this time, he was already in front of Xin Shishi, so he had no choice but to stab him with his sword.
The Fourteenth Young Master Xin did not expect that this restaurant owner would be so powerful. He was enjoying watching the play. He did not expect that He Kaijia would attack in front of him and disturb him from watching the play. At that moment, a trace of murderous intent flashed across his handsome face, and then he held a folding fan in his hand. As soon as he showed it, it turned out that the folding fan made of paper blocked the sword thrust by He Kaijia, a master in the realm of spiritual cultivation.
Then he closed the folding fan and waved it outward, and He Kaijia flew out with his sword.
Before he could stand firm, the Fourteenth Young Master Xin folded his fan and clapped his palms, stepped forward, and continued to attack He Kaijia with the fan bone.
He Kaijia was in so much pain that he had no choice but to stretch out his sword to block, but every time he blocked, the tiger's mouth was shocked and painful.
The frame of the folding fan in the hand of Young Master Xin is just made of ordinary bamboo sticks, but it is so powerful. This shows that Young Master Xin's skill is far superior to his.
The two of them exchanged thirty moves in the blink of an eye, and the air waves generated between the attacks lifted the seats in the restaurant everywhere.
While avoiding Kong Bokang's attack, the restaurant owner shouted, "Young Master Fourteenth, be careful, don't break my tables and chairs!"
"Hey, be careful with my bowl and my wine flask. They are very expensive."
Kong Bokang was so angry that his head was smoking. The fat man was fighting with him while still paying attention to his pots and pans. It was really hateful.
"Haoran Sword Qi!" Kong Bokang made a stroke with the judge's pen in his hand, and a golden sword Qi rushed out, exuding an extremely sharp murderous aura.
The restaurant owner was so frightened that he yelled "Oh! Oh my god!" and rolled to the ground like a gourd rolling on the ground. He even avoided it. The sword energy spread out and instantly shattered the wall behind him.
The boss stood up quickly, glanced at the empty wall behind him, changed his fat face that had always been smiling, and said with an angry look, "Old man, you pay for the wall." As he said that, he picked up the abacus on the front desk and said, With a "squeeze" sound, the abacus beads shot toward Kong Bokang like pear blossom needles.
Kong Bokang was shocked when he saw this, and waved the judge's pen to try to stop it, but the abacus beads seemed to be endless, coming like raindrops. Even the innate Qi he had cultivated could not resist it. He only persisted for a while, and there were three or four of them. The abacus bead hit him and knocked him away. He was instantly seriously injured and found it difficult to even get up.
At this time, the boss put away his abacus, walked to the corner of the ruined wall, picked up a brick and howled, "My wall, my restaurant!"
At this time, everyone in the restaurant was shocked by the boss's methods and became speechless. They were used to being domineering and domineering. Who would have thought that they would encounter such a master in this small restaurant. That Kong Bokang was in the state of spiritual cultivation. Master, he has already stepped into the door of cultivation, and such a master was seriously injured by his abacus.
Thinking about how I had been so aggressive and used high-sounding excuses to force this boss, it was like a birthday man hanging himself because he thought his life was too long.
At this time, everyone felt regretful. Although the treasure was good, it had to be enjoyed with life. Now even the rightful owner didn't take action, and it ended up like this. Everyone in the restaurant was silent for a while.
Only the sound of the fight between the Fourteenth Young Master Xin and He Kaijia could be heard, as well as the howling of the restaurant owner. Kong Bokang, who flew out, didn't even scream. He didn't know whether he was dead or unconscious.
He Kaijia was also riding a tiger and was unable to get off. The folding fan in the hand of the Fourteenth Young Master Xin was not unfolded, so he was knocking on it one after another. There was no move at all, but every time he knocked, he had to block it. At this time, there was already a sword on it. It's full of chips and could break at any time.
At this moment, seeing Kong Bokang being beaten out, he felt panicked, and was hit on the shoulder by Young Master Xin. There was only a click sound, and his entire left shoulder collapsed.
The long sword in his hand also flew out. He wanted to turn around and escape, but at this moment a long sword came from the second floor. Before He Kaijia had time to react, he was nailed to the ground by the long sword. On the table.
Seeing this, the Fourteenth Young Master Xin looked up and saw a handsome young man walking down slowly, with a small six-legged snake wrapped around his arm. He ran up to him and said, "Hey, you kid is not interesting enough. I'm here fighting for life and death, and then you come to pick peaches. Do you want to save some face?"
Qingyang looked at the handsome and gentle face in front of him and wanted to punch him. What could a man do with such good looks?
