When several stalls with "flavor" flags saw the lady holding down the flags for sesame cakes, the Chuangtianmen gang changed their targets and walked towards them. They also pulled up the "flavor" flags one after another. Some apologized to the three Niu brothers, and some Then he complained in a low voice: "Lao Niu also said he would protect us, but it didn't work at all!"
Niu Da was still silent, watching He Wen's every move;
Niu Er was playing with his fingers, pouting and wondering what he was thinking, and was in a daze; Niu San kept pacing angrily, but seeing that the eldest and second brothers were silent, he did not dare to say anything.
"Boss, I want a bowl of beef noodles!" Bei Xiaolu ran to the noodle stall who admitted that he was not a good cook and shouted loudly.
"Little girl, you didn't hear him say that he's not a good cook. Do you dare to eat the noodles he cooked?" Several followers around He Wen shouted loudly at Bei Xiaolu.
Bei Xiaolu replied: "Why don't you dare to eat it? I'm not good at cooking. I didn't know until I ate it. It really tastes so bad. I just don't come to eat here next time! Is the road paved by your family?"
"Why are you here to join in the fun, you stinky girl?", "Get out!", "The road is where we break into the Tianmen shop. Who here is not afraid of us breaking into the Tianmen shop!" Several followers around He Wen shouted loudly.
The noodle stall owner also looked at He Wen in embarrassment, then looked at Bei Xiaolu and said, "Little sister, I'm closing today. The noodles I made are not delicious...it's not delicious..."
"Boss, this little girl wants to eat the noodles you cooked. Just make them for her and see if she can eat them." He Wen said with a smile and winked at several followers.
The owner of the noodle stall was still hesitant, but one of the waiters strode over, slapped the stall with his palm, and shouted: "I'll do it if you want!"
The noodle stall owner quickly cooked a bowl of noodles. I don't know if he was dissatisfied or something, but he made this bowl of noodles with special care. He fished out more beef and chopped the green onions evenly.
Bei Xiaolu paid for the noodles and took them to a table. He grabbed a piece of beef and ate it. He praised loudly: "Oh, I think it's delicious! Although it's not as delicious as some of the noodles from Big Brother Niu, it's still good." Not bad, someone has a problem with his tongue."
"Really?" He Wen smiled slightly, put his head over and coughed, spitting a mouthful of phlegm into Bei Xiaolu's bowl, and said with a smile: "Try it now, does it taste better..."
Wei Jing held up the soup bowl and walked up behind He Wen. When he saw him spitting again, without saying a word, he hit him on the head with the bowl and cursed: "I'll make you spit all day long!"
"Wow!" He Wen felt a sharp pain in his head and had not yet recovered.
"Blow the seeds in your head!" Bei Xiaolu also picked up the noodles that made He Wen spit, smashed them in his face, and chuckled: "You will know if it tastes good after you try it!"
"Ah!" He Wen covered his face and bent down. Hot soup and oily noodles spilled all over his face. He shouted angrily: "Who——Who?"
Wei Jing did not wait for help from the Chuangtian people to gather around him, and pulled out the sword from He Wen's waist. He couldn't help but praise: "Good sword." Then he put it on He Wen's neck and laughed and said: "You turtle bastard, I actually fished out the sword, but the bastard Man Quanli took my sword away, so I had no choice but to use your sword to counter it."
"Ah, it's you brat!" He Wen was shocked and angry.
"You're the stinky bastard!" Wei Jing put his sword on He Wen's neck and punched him in the head several times with his fists. All the bad energy he had suffered from Chuang Tianmen before was now released.
He Wen knew how sharp his sword was, and there were blood marks on his neck. Although he was angry, he did not dare to move. He Wen's minions and claws around him did not dare to get close and could only curse from a distance.
At this time, all the vendors setting up stalls around had packed up their things and ran away with their stalls. No one wanted to get involved.
He heard that one of the followers saw Ah Xi in the corner and shouted: "That's the stinky boy's dog. Go catch it and threaten the stinky boy to let Brother He go!" As he said this, he and several followers rushed up and grabbed the dog. Want to catch Ah Xi.
"Ah, you can imagine that you really respect your elder brother! If you dare to touch a hair of my Ah Xi, I will chop off one of your elder brother's fingers!" Wei Jing laughed loudly, tapping He Wen's head every time. After knocking once, he cursed: "Why did you break into the fucking heaven, and the little bastards inside are more stupid than the other? Answer me!"
"Ah, my hand hurts so much..." Wei Jing swung his hand away, hitting his own hand until it hurt.
Bei Xiaolu picked up a bowl on the ground and handed it to Wei Jing. Wei Jing groaned, took the bowl, and laughed: "This is the first time I want to praise you!" Then he hit He Wen on the head again, laughing. Said: "It's very convenient!"
He Wen's tears were brought to Wei Jing's eyes. The men around him scolded him, but there was nothing he could do.
The men who caught the dog were really stupid. They didn't expect that the boss was being held against him with a sword. They really thought that by catching A Xi, they could threaten Wei Jing and let He Wen go.
Ah Xi jumped left and right and fled behind Niu San.
Several of He Wen's followers chased after him, but Ah Xi escaped around Niu San. One of the followers raised his hand and slapped Niu Sanyi, yelling: "Silly man, what are you doing here? Help catch the dog!" "
With a bang, follower He Wen, who had slapped the cow three times, flew out and hit a pile of debris in the far corner.
"Be patient, be patient...brother, I can't bear it anymore!" Niu San roared and slapped another follower away.
"Xiao Niu, you're rebelling!" Niu Er scolded at the other end, jumped up, knocked down one of He Wen's followers with a slap, and stepped on him.
"Big brother told you not to do anything, didn't you hear? Dad told you to listen to big brother!" Niu Er scolded sharply.
"Second brother...you stepped on him..." Niu San pointed at Niu Er's feet, and the follower screamed indiscriminately.
"What?" Niu put his hands on his hips and talked angrily about the ancestral teachings of their Niu family.
"Second brother! There is someone under your right foot!" Niu San shouted.
Niu Er chattered and continued to talk about the ancestral teachings of the Niu family angrily.
At this end, Wei Jing felt He Wen's body was limp and was startled. He let go of his hand and put him down. He couldn't help being startled. He stretched out his hand to touch He Wen's breath and murmured, "Ah! Did I kill him?" ?”
"Be careful!" Bei Xiaolu saw He Wen suddenly reaching for a broken bowl on the ground and warned him, but it was too late.
He Wen suddenly opened his eyes and used all his strength to pull Wei Jing, who was squatting next to him, to the ground. He turned over and sat on Wei Jing's body, angrily held up the broken bowl and thrust it into Wei Jing's face.
"Hmm!" He Wen suddenly bounced away from Wei Jing's body and touched his face with hot noodles.
"Everyone, help!" More than a dozen gang members rushed forward. Some wanted to grab Wei Jing's sword, and some wanted to save He Wen. Suddenly they were shouting, wiping their faces and jumping around. Their faces were all covered with heat. Hot noodles.
"Brother, let's do it! Let's - fight!" Niu Er screamed in surprise, rolling around like a crazy duck, and landed in a group of followers.
"Haha! Finally I don't have to be patient anymore!" Niu San wiped his sweat and turned around to move the big iron kettle.
I saw Niu Er's hands as fast as lightning, poking or tapping. Each of the followers was touched by Niu Er, and they immediately fell down, covering the place where they were hit and wailing.
Niu strode out of the noodle stall with a rolling pin in one hand, and several of his followers drew their weapons and surrounded him.
Niu Da roared like a tiger, his muscles bulging all over his body, and he assumed a mighty posture. He knocked down all his followers to the ground with a rumble. This was similar to Fan Jun's hard-body skills.
He Wen was beaten to the ground by Bei Xiaolu throwing broken bowl fragments with darts.
Wei Jing stood up, raised his long sword, and subdued He Wen again.
"I'm so angry. It turns out you're still pretending to die!" Wei Jing breathed out, but when he saw that He Wen's face was covered with blood, he couldn't hit him anymore. He just sat on top of him and scolded him for breaking through the Tianmen.
Niu San turned around with the iron kettle on his shoulder and was about to join the battle, but saw that none of He Wen's minions were left standing. He had to shout angrily twice, put down the kettle, and cursed: "Big brother, second brother, you are too old." You won’t let Mavericks do it!”
Niu Da remained silent and walked towards He Wen, who was being held down by Wei Jing.
Wei Jing quickly stood up and stepped aside with Bei Xiaolu. Niu Da glanced at them and nodded towards them.
"Let me go...Brother Niu...let me go...please..." He Wen said weakly.
Niu Da suddenly knelt down, kowtowed to He Wen three times, and said loudly: "I, Niu Da, did not discipline me well, and I kowtow to you to admit my mistake.
Brother He, please go back and tell Gang Leader Li, the Eighth Elder, all the halls, and your Deputy Hall Leader Man that the three Niu brothers will no longer sell noodles on the street, but they will never have anything to do with Chuang Tianmen. Please be noble and let us three brothers go.
If you really can't resolve this grudge, say something to me. You can do whatever you want with me, Niu Da, but please let my two younger brothers go. Otherwise, Niu Da will risk his life and take off the heads of several big characters who broke into the Tianmen. . "
"Brother, why are you doing this!", "They are inhumane, they will definitely trick you to die first, and then come to bully me and Mavericks!" Niu San and Niu Er rushed forward to pull Niu Da up, and the three brothers turned and walked away.
"Yes...yes..." He Wen kept kowtowing and finally fainted.
"Let's go..." Wei Jing and Bei Xiaolu looked at each other, shook their heads, and continued to go back and forth. Wei Jing was still holding He Wen's long sword in his hand, and he had already planned to take it as his own.
