Wei Jing certainly didn't look like he was here to make friends, so everyone was not very polite to him.
"I think this little brother doesn't really know the rules here. It's fine as long as everyone is happy." The waiter who had just entertained Wei Jing was not a bad person. He saw that Wei Jing looked embarrassed and had some weird disputes with Bei Xiaolu. , and spoke to mediate.
"Let me do it. My fists haven't seen red tonight, and the knife hasn't been sharpened yet. Tomorrow I won't have enough murderous intent!" A drunken, fat man burped with wine. His fists were thick-skinned and fleshy. , kept touching his palms with his fists, and stepped forward to nudge Wei Jing with his belly. Wei Jing was pushed back several steps. Bei Xiaolu stretched out his foot from behind, tripping Wei Jing's heel, causing him to stumble and fall. Ah Xi, who was on the ground at his feet, immediately stopped in front of Wei Jing and barked at the fat man.
"Haha, murderous intent! Did you see that my murderous intent came out and the dogs sniffed it." The fat man burped several more times and said proudly.
Seeing the commotion, the men who were about to leave gathered around and pointed at Wei Jing. There were many good guys who were vying to come up and "play" with Wei Jing.
"It's bad luck for me!" Wei Jing shouted, jumped up, chased Ah Xi under the table in the distance, walked forward, bumped the fat man hard, and then jumped onto the wooden table ring with his big hands. Zhang, shouted: "I entered a black shop, who can I blame? One meal will give me a small life, come on, you all come together and beat me to death!"
"Ha, I can't see how ferocious this kid is!" "What a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers. I was like this before!" "What nonsense are you kidding about? I've told you all the rules of this black shop!" The men below started to commotion. Some clapped and praised, some threw things on the stage, and some retorted.
"Haha, don't be fooled by him, he can't be more cunning. All the elder brothers are heroic men, so he will do whatever they want, just to please them, hoping that one of the elder brothers will be merciful later; next time, he said The purpose of "entering a black shop" and so on is to lure you into arguing with him, and while you are arguing, you forget to beat him. How can I not know what tricks this monkey is going to pull?" Bei Xiaolu pointed at Wei Jing and shouted loudly. explain.
"You stinky girl only knows how to stir up trouble. Stop talking nonsense, I'm going to fight you!" Wei Jing was so angry that he gritted his teeth and felt guilty. He did rush to the wooden table out of anger, but his words also lingered in his stomach for a long time. , these words were indeed thought up based on the character of these men. If someone behind him hadn't blocked his escape, he would have run away in this situation. At this time, Bei Xiaolu said something, and became even more angry, thinking that she was deliberately trying to kill him.
"Okay, okay, I don't care what grievances you have, just treat it as if you have entered a black shop. My surname is Wu, my first name is Bu Xiu, and I am the boss here. The rules here are - after you have eaten the Overlord meal, come up to the stage. Let's I’ll also send a brother to fight with you. It doesn’t matter whether you win or lose. After the fight, we can just be friends!” The innkeeper Wu Buxiu’s words were very heroic, but he always smiled playfully when he spoke, as if he was joking. .
"My mother is a swordsman, can I use the heirloom sword?" Wei Jing did not wait for anyone to answer, took out his eight-hand knife, and assumed an exaggerated posture of a golden rooster. He glanced around the bottom and pointed at a wooden figure hanging from his waist. The man in gray robe who held the sword scolded: "What do you think, goatee, that wooden sword of yours is worthy of fighting with me? Go away and eat your shit. Whoever is carrying a sword comes up to compete with me in swordsmanship!"
The man in gray robe was stunned when he was scolded by Wei Jing. His eyes widened. The men around him burst into laughter: "Hahaha, you brat is so funny!" "The small dagger is also called the heirloom sword. Don't make everyone laugh. ”
"Be quiet, you have fallen into a trap again -" Bei Xiaolu said loudly with his hands on his hips: "The knife he stole from somewhere is extremely sharp. He saw the uncle holding a wooden sword and deliberately He makes irritating remarks, calls the knife a sword, sings like a monkey, and pretends not to understand anything. They are all lies. He wants to trick the uncle into fighting him on stage. He will sharpen your wooden sword with a small knife. Take advantage! Don’t be fooled by him, call that big-fisted uncle just now and beat up this smart kid!”
When Bei Xiaolu said this, some of the men suddenly understood, but some didn't believe it. They all talked, laughed and made noises. Some praised Wei Jing for his wit, while others rushed to beat Wei Jing.
On weekdays, fighting at the Bawang Inn does not involve using weapons, but at this time, everyone did not take the young man seriously and thought it was just fun, and no one stopped Wei Jing from flashing the knife.
The big man with big fists pulled down two men who were trying to climb onto the table. He patted his chest and said, "Didn't I tell you to deal with this kid? Don't worry, I'm so kind, how could I beat him to death? I just want him to eat it." Just spit out the rice."
"I'll do it!" A loud laugh accompanied the voice, and the man in gray robe who had just been scolded by Wei Jing jumped up and jumped onto the wooden table ring first.
"Wang Taoist, whatever you do, I'll tell you I'm here!" The big-fisted man was unconvinced and yelled about going up to beat someone. A group of men held him down and held him down, cursing: "You're a drunk guy." If it’s serious, you’ll really beat someone to death if you go up there!”
"Boy, if you want me to play with you, I'll come up and play with you. I'm the only one here who wields a sword. Your mother is a swordsman. What's her name? Is the knife in your hand really a sharp treasure? I'd like to see it." The gray-robed Taoist King, who had a beard, raised his wooden sword, pointed at Wei Jing's eight-handed knife and said, "Come here, see if you can cut off my wooden sword."
"I can also shoot meteor bombs, can you catch them?" Wei Jing took out a few small stones from his pocket, shook them twice, and suddenly threw one towards Taoist Wang.
"Don't worry, just let go, I can catch it." When Taoist Wang said this, he was already holding the pebbles thrown by Wei Jing.
"Hahaha, this little bastard can also use hidden weapons!" "He is indeed a meteor bomb that kills people without blinking an eye!" The men below laughed even louder, and Bei Xiaolu shouted: "Be careful, he must be doing this in a deceitful way! "
Taoist Wang jumped forward and slashed Wei Jing's leg with his wooden sword. Wei Jing knew that Taoist Wang was full of confidence and was sure to take away his eight hands, so he held the knife with both hands, held it tightly, and slashed randomly with the sharpness of his eight hands.
Taoist Wang had an elegant figure and exchanged a few moves with Wei Jing with a smile. Wei Jing gradually calmed down, knowing that although Taoist Wang was much better than him in swordsmanship, he was not as good as Man Quanli. In addition to the situation at this time , Taoist Wang would naturally not fight with him with all his strength, so he felt more at ease and threw two stones casually, allowing Taoist Wang to catch them.
Taoist Wang caught the stones and stabbed Wei Jingxu a few times. Then he turned around and made a playful expression on the men below, threw the stones to them, and said with a smile: "Be careful, this is my little brother's invincible hidden weapon, the meteor bomb." .”
Wei Jing suddenly let out a "wow" sound, turned around and ran back.
"Brother, do you want to run away?" Taoist Wang took a long stride and quickly caught up with him. However, he saw Wei Jing suddenly turning around, but the knife in his hand was pointing downwards, and a piece of it sprouted out of nowhere at the upward end.
When Taoist Wang instantly realized that the extra length was a slingshot, Wei Jing had already let go of the tendon, and the stones flew towards him.
The flying stones were not very fast. Taoist Wang, who had quick eyes and quick hands, still grabbed the stones at this critical moment.
But Wei Jing's slingshot had two tendons. While releasing the first stone, the second tendon suddenly pulled back a little, and then released again!
The second stone shot faster and hit Taoist Wang right in the nose.
"Wow!" Taoist Wang jumped back, covered his nose, and glared at Wei Jing. He finally understood that Wei Jing had thrown rocks with his hands earlier to make him think that the "meteor bomb" was only at this speed. After he got used to it, Suddenly it becomes much more difficult to catch the powerful stones shot by a slingshot. However, Taoist Wang still caught the first one, but the two tendons flew stones in a row, and the second stone flew faster, which was beyond his ability.
"Hey!" Bei Xiaolu jumped up, pointed at Wei Jing's eight hands and yelled: "So there are so many weird and treacherous guys in that guy of yours!"
"That's right, you treacherous boy." Taoist Wang was slightly angry, and he rushed toward Wei Jing, stabbing Wei Jing's right wrist with his long sword.
"If you want to grab my eight hands, I'll give them to you." Wei Jing said while throwing his eight hands straight up.
"Uh!" Taoist Wang had already rushed to Wei Jing and was shocked again when he saw his behavior. Instinctively, he looked to see where the Eight Hands would fall, and whether it would fall on top of his head. After noticing the falling position of the Eight Hands, he swept the Eight Hands away with his wooden sword.
