On this day, there was a gentle breeze by the Qingyi River, causing the green wine flags on the roadside to flutter in the wind. It was supposed to be a lazy and leisurely summer afternoon, but there were waves of yelling and cursing coming from the wine shop.
"We, the Polang Gang, are not ranked high in the world. We still know this, but your Jin Cha Club has become famous all over the world?" I saw a man in well-dressed clothes yelling at the other party with a red face.
"I didn't say that, but with your three-legged cat's stick skills, you still want to get a share of the "Ten Thousand Warriors Return to Hidden"? Everyone here to comment, can you not laugh out loud after hearing this? ?" The person who was arguing with the man from the Polang Gang just now was a dark-skinned man dressed as a fisherman.
Although this man from the Golden Cha Society wants others to judge, he said that "everyone here" will fight when they see two big men. Also, when they hear the names of the Polang Gang and the Golden Cha Society, they have already fled away, only in the corner. A young traveler was minding his own business eating the fried peanuts that had just been served. The owner of the restaurant and his family could only stand at a distance, secretly praying to the two grown men to be gentler.
At this time, both of them had stood up. Po Lang patted the table for the man and said, "The wave-turning stick is about to learn your master's clever move!"
He followed the long stick and got into a stance on the spot. Not to be outdone, the man from the Golden Cha Club also took out his fork and said, "Okay! Let's see whether you make waves or make splashes!"
The man from the Polang Gang didn't even talk. He swung his stick like an oar over the waves. The man from the Golden Cha Club didn't dare to take it hard. He dodged sideways and then stabbed him. Just like that, you came and I went back and forth, and the weapon didn't say anything. When it comes to the other party, the tables and chairs in the restaurant are in a mess, either with a few transparent holes or a few broken legs.
Seeing that the stick was about to greet his table, the young man grabbed the long sword beside him with his right hand, picked up the plate of peanuts with his left hand, jumped back, and sure enough, the table was smashed out of the restaurant with the next stick.
At this time, the fierce fight between the two had smashed all the tables and chairs, and the boss's heart was completely cold. The little daughter on the side was crying loudly. The young man standing aside glanced at the daughter, and then said It's a peanut to eat.
At this time, the man from the Polang Gang suddenly turned around and said to the young man: "Little brother, just now I pushed the stick forward a few inches, and he was already lying on the ground gasping for air. That was my mercy, why did he have the shamelessness to refuse?" Admit defeat?" Then he glared at the Jin Chahui man.
The man from Jin Cha Hui loudly said: "Fuck you! If my move of 'Cloud Piercer' had been to the left, you would have lost all your moves. I don't want to ruin someone's life. Do you really think I can't stab you?" Arrive?" After saying that, without waiting for the young man to speak, he crossed over again.
Seeing the two of them fighting again, the young man frowned and thought: "These two reckless men didn't want to listen at all, so why bother asking me?"
The man from the Polang Gang had rules for both offense and defense, and every swing of his stick carried a faint sound of wind. The man from the Jin Chahui took more than a dozen sticks forcefully, but felt his hands were numb, and he would not be able to get better if he continued to hit him. He was about to apply oil on the soles of his feet. , but heard someone shout "Hey!"
At the same time, there was a "open" sound, and the Jin Chahui man didn't know what was happening, but the sharp sword had already stabbed in front of his eyes. The man was shocked and raised his sword to block it. Then he felt a chill on his shoulders, but nothing blocked him. The tip of the sword had stopped in front of the nose. At this time, there was another "knock" sound. The two reckless men looked to the ground. That was the sound of the scabbard falling to the ground.
The man from the Jin Cha Society took a closer look and saw that the young man was pointing a sword at him and holding a plate of peanuts in his left hand. The man could only say: "You... you..."
The young man said: "Why do you want to run away after smashing someone's shop? At least you can leave some money to buy tables and chairs for others." When the man from Jin Chahui saw the Kuai Jian just now, he would have been scared out of his wits. If the other party hadn't left some room, he would More than just two rags were cut off?
The man from the Jin Cha Society said: "Who is your honor? How dare you... dare to interfere with the affairs of the Jin Cha Society?" Even though his words were strong, his trembling voice was leaking out.
The young man said: "I will pay you if I ask you to pay. Why are there so many problems?" Then he pushed the tip of the sword forward. The Jin Chahui man could no longer hold on, so he finally took off his money bag from his waist, gingerly showed it to the owner of the wine shop, and asked, "Are these enough?"
The young man thought to himself that the more the two of them fought, the more fierce they became. If they asked them to stop and pay money in a good manner, no one would be willing to listen. If they were worse, they might draw the blame on themselves. Therefore, the quick sword attack would be the first to seize the opponent. The two knew how powerful they were, so they had no choice but to obey.
How dare the boss provoke these evil stars? He just said without even looking at it: "That's enough...that's enough..."
Following the Jin Chahui man, he escaped from the wine shop without looking back, and the young man did not stop him.
The man from the Polang Gang looked at the boss's daughter who was crying and looked quite guilty. Before the young man could speak, he also took a bag of money to the boss, and then went on his own.
The young man sheathed his sword and turned to the boss and said, "The road is not peaceful this year. The boss should be more open-minded. If you see these ghosts and monsters, you may not be in trouble if you do less business."
As he spoke, he looked towards the messy wine shop.
The boss smiled bitterly and said: "Thank you, young hero, for the rescue. There are always customers with weapons these days, and they are all for the "The Return of Ten Thousand Warriors"."
The young man nodded and said: "This year's gathering is held in Nanjing City, but the people in this area will suffer. It will definitely not do any good if a group of warriors gather together."
The boss said: "I don't know what to call the young hero? Are you going there to join in the fun on this trip?" At this time, the boss looked at the young man carefully and saw that he was wearing a green shirt, about 20 years old, with a narrow forehead and a narrow nose. He is broad, has sharp eyes, is neither tall nor strong, but has a cheerful expression. If he hadn't seen the sharp sword with his own eyes, the boss would have thought that this person would be more suitable for carrying a bamboo basket full of books.
The young man said: "I'm really going there. It's a great experience." The young man answered the second question, but never revealed his name.
At this time, the boss's daughter also pulled on the young man's clothes and asked: "Big brother, what is your name?" The young man finally squatted down and smiled: "My name is Wei Jing, the guard's Wei, Li Jing's Jing. Little sister, you Woolen cloth?"
The boss's daughter said: "Everyone calls me Qing'er!" Wei Jing continued: "Qing'er is good, what we were talking about just now is about the Polang Gang and the Golden Cha Society. Don't tell it to people you don't know. Those people are very bad. , if you hear other people talking about them behind your back and break your tables and chairs when you get angry, that would be terrible!" I also say this to my boss. Qing'er hurriedly said: "I...I won't tell!"
"That's right. Thank you for your concern, Mr. Wei Shaoxia!" After the boss said this, he was still worried. He probably thought that after passing the first level, he would not be able to pass the second level.
Seeing the boss's expression, Wei Jing pondered for a while and then said: "Well, if you can't avoid it no matter what, just say, 'The second head of the Sima family sent Tan wine to the shop. It's not a big deal for the guests to smash the shop. It's a big deal.' The hotel can't afford this, so maybe the other party can give me some thin noodles."
The boss was not from the martial arts world, and he didn't know who the "Second Head of the Sima Family" was, but he still had an extra layer of protection, so he still thanked him.
Wei Jing smiled and said, "You're welcome! Your fried peanuts are so delicious, it would be a pity if we don't have them anymore. I'll take my leave now."
After that, he put some copper coins on the table and walked north.
