Xiaoqin continued to pack his coins without looking back.
The four people at the table next to him immediately started laughing.
"Yu Laoer, it seems that the name of your Yi'an Hall is not very easy to use!"
"I'm afraid this short-sighted boy has never heard of Ngee Antang. Why don't you give him some color?"
The man named Yu Laoer lost his dignity. He suddenly slapped his hand on the table and shouted:
"Are you deaf? Can I speak to you?"
"Now kneel down and kowtow to me three times, and I will give you three pieces of silver!"
Xiaoqin collected the last coin and still didn't look back at the man.
He tied the mouth of the gray cloth bag tightly and carefully put it into his arms.
He turned around silently with the coffin on his back and was about to leave when Li Chenan suddenly said something.
I said it to the boss’s wife:
"I'll give him the two taels of silver."
Xiao Baozi immediately took out a stack of banknotes from his arms, searched for them, found one worth ten taels and photographed it in front of the landlady.
"No need to look for the rest. Give him the best wine and the best food."
Yu Laoer turned his head and looked at Li Chenan fiercely, "Young master is nosy, are you tired of living?"
Li Chenan didn't look at him either, he still looked at Xiaoqin.
Upon hearing this, Xiaoqin stopped, turned around, raised her head, and looked at Li Chenan.
There was some joy in his eyes, but more of it was gratitude:
"I'm not a beggar."
Li Chenan nodded:
"I know."
Xiaoqin: "Then I owe you ten taels of silver...I will pay you back."
After a pause, as if to guarantee this sentence, he added: "Tomorrow, tomorrow night... no need for tomorrow night, I can pay it back roughly after noon."
This sentence is somewhat interesting.
Tomorrow will be Zhou Dashan's sixtieth birthday. At noon, the birthday party will be held.
"good."
The waiter turned his head and looked at the fat proprietress. The fat proprietress still seemed to be struggling in her heart.
Only once.
Her eyes kept falling on the ten-tael silver note.
Then she raised her head, looked at the waiter, and nodded.
The waiter took Xiaoqin to the woodshed in the backyard.
He just took two steps!
The man who just humiliated him was even more angry now, because no one paid attention to him, which made him feel that he was worse than a dog!
He pulled out the knife with a clang.
He kicked the stool aside with a bang, and took a fierce step forward...
"I'm talking to you, you don't know what to say..."
His knife struck at the approaching Xiaoqin.
The distance between the two is only ten feet.
The knife he used was two feet seven inches long.
His name is Yu Laoer, and he is an incense owner at Yi'an Hall.
People in the world of martial arts call him the second son of a quick knife.
Everyone thought that the young man carrying the coffin would definitely die under the quick knife of the second brother!
Because the young man would be clumsy when carrying a coffin, and because Yu Laoer struck first, the young man had not yet drawn his sword when the sword was struck.
It was too late for him to draw the sword.
But.
In everyone's sight, the knife struck by the second brother was only a few feet away from the young man's face.
Xiaoqin took out a knife.
Yu Laoer was clearly the first to attack.
His knife had already struck Xiaoqin before the evil word was uttered.
At this moment, the word "bad" still remains unspoken.
He never uttered the last word until his death.
Xiaoqin's hands fell on her waist.
Draw the knife.
Draw the knife.
kill.
Sheath the knife.
This series of actions is no longer as simple as being done in one go, but very few of the dozens of people present can see it clearly.
What most people saw was a flash of silver light.
Then a line of blood flew up.
Then, the knife in Yu Lao's hand suddenly fell off, and his arm fell off too!
His hand still held the knife.
Before his hand and knife hit the ground, his man had stopped and then slowly fell backwards.
He lay on the ground.
Those eyes were still open.
It was as if I could still see the brilliance of that knife from his eyes.
he died.
Didn't Xiaoqin strike out with a knife at that moment?
But two swords!
The first knife cut off his arm!
The second knife split open his chest and abdomen!
Kuai Dao Yu Laoer struck out first, but didn't even touch the boy's hair, but the boy actually struck out twice!
How fast are these two knives?
Everyone took a breath and swallowed hard. No one looked at Yu Laoer who was dead on the ground. All their eyes fell on the young man.
There was silence again.
Xiaoqin never looked at Yu Laoer from beginning to end.
At this moment he still didn't look.
He didn't even look at the martial arts masters who were watching.
I don't know if he doesn't want to see it, or if he doesn't bother to see it.
His sword was sheathed with blood.
His expression did not change at all because of the murder.
Still carrying the dark coffin, he said to the frightened waiter who had stopped in front of him: "Take me to the woodshed."
"……Ah good!"
The two of them walked through the lobby under everyone's shocked gaze and arrived at the moon door leading to the backyard.
The moon gate is not high, so Xiaoqin carefully bent down, as if she was afraid that the coffin would collide with the wall.
The fat landlady watched Xiaoqin and the coffin on his back disappear behind the Moon Gate.
Her fat face suddenly smiled.
She seemed to be used to the fighting between people in this arena.
She withdrew her gaze, glanced at the body on the ground, and suddenly sighed:
"unlucky!"
"Aniu, Aniu, come and collect the body first...throw it to Zhoushan to feed the wolves!"
The diners in the lobby seemed to be used to this.
Some people continued to drink in silence.
Someone was whispering judgment about the young man's knife.
Some people got up, gave up a table full of good wine and food, and left in a hurry.
"He...didn't he break the rules set by Zhou Dashan?"
The oppressive atmosphere disappeared. When Li Chenan and others arrived on the second floor, the words of those in the world came from below.
"He is Xiaoqin!"
"Since he is Xiaoqin, why would he care about Zhou Dashan's rules?"
"But... this is Zhou Dashan's territory after all. If Zhou Dashan said a word, Zhouzhuang would probably have tens of thousands of Jianghu people gathered."
"I admit that he can draw the sword very fast, but no matter how fast he is, can he be defeated by ten thousand people?"
"What's more, among the masters who came to celebrate their birthday, even if there is no great master, there are only two masters of the first level."
"Which two are the masters of the first realm?"
"One is Mr. Chang Baishu Chang, who is at the lower level of the first level. The other is Beima Xiaoxifeng Wei Changhe, the leader of the Daqi Gang, who is also at the lower level of the first level."
"Oh... this kid will definitely go to Zhou Garden tomorrow, and he will definitely die."
"Of course, didn't he bring his own coffin?"
"Who will put him in that coffin after he dies? I'm afraid he will be thrown away to feed the wild dogs."
…
…
Li Chenan smiled slightly and was about to enter the second east room when he was suddenly pulled by Xiao Baozi.
He was dragged to the second room in the east.
Butler Liu and Mr. Su looked at it and followed Amu and others into the east room.
He originally planned to take Second Young Master Su back to Pingjiang, but now he changed his mind——
The people of Yinmen Peach Blossom Island paid ten taels of silver for the young man named Xiaoqin. This news will definitely fall into the ears of Zhou Dashan.
In Zhou Dashan's view, he would regard the five of them as Xiaoqin's group.
Butler Liu was very worried.
Because Zhou Dashan is not kind!
He also has a resounding name——
His name is the Black-Hearted King of Hell!
