There are many people in the world who know Dong Zhang, but very few have actually seen him. Everyone in the world can tell a few things about those familiar battles, and they have also heard about Dong Zhang's appearance.
But those were just word-of-mouth rumors. If you were to meet in person, you might not be able to recognize them, because those who participated in those battles were all prominent figures in the world.
Xiao Xiami can only watch from a distance, just like in later concerts, where he can only see a vague figure.
Dongzhang silently turned his head and showed a warm smile to the four bearers, and walked straight to the edge of the table.
Upon seeing this, Baicao Fairy immediately stood up and squeezed onto a bench with the cook, leaving a space for Dong Zhang.
Da Ma Jin Dao stepped forward and sat down. Dongzhang picked up the wine bottle on the table and raised his head to take a few swigs. He shook the wine bottle with satisfaction. Dongzhang put his hand on the table and looked sideways. The four nervous bearers asked, "What's going on with these people?"
"You don't know about Lao Zhang's legs? Who will take care of them? This Zhongnan Mountain has a long way to go, no one can carry it?"
The chef turned to the store and ordered some new dishes, then curled his lips and hummed.
Picking up a pair of new chopsticks, he picked up the leftover chicken they had eaten without hesitation and put it into his mouth. Dongzhang shook the oil stains on his chopsticks and said happily: "That's right."
"Which sect is he from?"
"What's his name? He's from the Shenxingmen. He's very strong on his feet and can serve as Lao Zhang's bearer."
As soon as Dongzhang met them, he knew that these four people had a strong foundation in martial arts. Therefore, when he asked this question, he knew that although their group was not fast, they were not slow either. Ordinary bearers really couldn't do this. After all, for work, we have to trek through mountains and rivers every day. Even horses can't stand the difficult mountain roads, let alone ordinary people?
It's not surprising that they would look for people who are strong in martial arts.
Hearing this, he nodded indifferently, and Zhang Dong looked at his opponent, Baicao Immortal, and asked, "How is the injury of the gangster?"
"It still takes some time to rest. After all, I have injured my muscles and broken my bones. Now that I have the black jade intermittent ointment, this day can be shortened a lot."
"Um."
Grabbing the whole bowl of fish soup that still had quite a bit left, Dongzhang drank the fresh soup from the big bowl directly to his mouth, biting into pieces the fish bones, Dongzhang put down the big bowl and said with a smile: "Then let them stay longer. "
"Hey, you have the final say"
The casual exchanges between Dongzhang and a few people made the four bearers on the side tremble when they heard the casual exchanges. Their feet were weak and they almost knelt down. The good impression of Dongzhang who smiled brightly at them at first was also instantly felt. The time turned into nothingness, and there was only endless fear left in my heart at this moment.
But before they could beg for mercy, Dongzhang suddenly turned his head and looked over, showing his iconic big white teeth: "Thank you for your hard work, everyone."
Plop! !
The four of them immediately fell to the ground with their knees weak, and the older one repeatedly knocked his head on the hard blue bricks: "Master!! Please let us go!! I have an old one and a young one. I can’t die!!”
Seeing this, several young people followed suit one after another, and for a while the small tea house was filled with frightened cries of begging for mercy.
Looking at the four people who were inexplicably frightened in surprise, Dongzhang picked up the wine bottle and passed it forward: "Take a sip."
"This this."
The older Shenxing disciples carefully took the wine flask, but saw that their foreheads were now bright red, their scalps had been bruised, and there was still blood.
Staring at a few people with a smile, Dongzhang closed his palm and raised it slightly to signal them to drink.
As soon as he bit his silver teeth, the older Shenxing disciple immediately raised his head and took a big sip of wine. Perhaps he drank too quickly, and he couldn't help but cough violently after taking a sip of strong wine.
He glanced at the smiling Dongzhang in fear. The man passed the wine bottle to the side, and the other three followed suit and took a big sip.
After all four people finished drinking, Dongzhang took back the wine bottle and patted the older Shenxing disciple: "That's it. We are all our own people. What's so scary? By the way, what's your name?"
"My name is Yan Jiang."
Before the remaining people could tell their names, Zhang Dong said cheerfully: "Lao Yan, I didn't call you wrong."
"No, no. I called you right."
"Okay, Lao Yan, my brother has some inconvenience in his legs and feet now. I have to trouble him a lot these days. Isn't it difficult?"
"It's not difficult, it's not difficult."
Several people responded in unison, but as soon as they replied, they noticed something was wrong, but Dongzhang didn't give them a chance to say anything, and said: "That's good."
At this time, the new dishes were on the table, the waiter was diligently collecting the leftovers, and Dongzhang was already eating with chopsticks with gusto, but he no longer had any intention of paying attention to those people.
"Sir, if we take good care of Mr. Zhang, can we let us live?"
In the end, Yanjiang mustered up the courage to beg for mercy from Dongzhang, who was leisurely eating vegetables. They were not stupid, and it was this sunny-looking young man in black who knew what weird people in this business were talking about.
"Where did the old saying come from? You are free. You can leave whenever you want. No one will stop you."
Turning his eyes at the frightened Yan Jiang, Dongzhang's mouth turned up slightly.
Even so, no one among them could laugh, let's go? They wouldn't even dare to give them another hundred courages.
Because they have been poisoned by Baicao Immortal for a long time, and no one can cure them without Baicao Immortal, they can only wait for death. No matter how stupid this time, they know that their lives are firmly determined by this poison at this moment. dish on young people.
In order to please him, there is a chance of survival. As the saying goes, accompanying a king is like accompanying a tiger. Although Dongzhang is not a king, his title as the number one demon king is truly well-deserved.
Although he always smiled and seemed to be very talkative, he always gave people the feeling of walking on thin ice, as if he would turn against him and kill someone the next second. Dongzhang's smile was as chilling as a devil's smile in their eyes.
Resting on his stomach, Dongzhang immediately put down his chopsticks and raised his hand to signal the people at the table to get up: "The person next to me is my close friend and relative. Only when he gets better will I get better. Don't worry, I, Dongzhang, am not a bad person. Reasonable people, the day he recovers is when you return home, I say.”
He looked at Baicao Xian across the square table in surprise, and saw that the other party had no intention of refuting. Yan Jiang immediately took the lead and knelt down to thank Dong Zhang. Just as he was about to bend down, he found that his elbow was caught by a pair of chopsticks, and he could do whatever he wanted. It can't be shaken even by force.
This discovery shocked Yan Jiang inexplicably. You know that even a child can break a pair of small wooden chopsticks, but now he can control himself with his own inner strength. How can it not be shocking?
"Don't fix those nonsense, taking care of my brother is better than anything else."
Taking back his wooden chopsticks, Dong Zhang said with a smile.
At this moment, a term suddenly flashed in their minds, that is, both good and evil.
Although these people were kidnapped by the cooks, Dongzhang, as the boss of the armed group, still had to express his due attitude. Moreover, Dongzhang’s words were not false. Zhang Yimeng had a life-long friendship with him, so he should do what he said. If the scene is sufficient, Dongzhang will not be stingy at all.
After all, he had to take care of Zhang Yimeng for a month. It was nothing to keep people in a state of panic.
After appeasing several people, Dongzhang took out a severely bent iron sword, threw it on the table and said with a smile, "Do you know where there is a blacksmith shop?"
This iron sword was bent by Hong Qigong at the Beggar Clan's main rudder that day. If it hadn't been blessed by Dong Zhang's internal force, it would have broken long ago.
"You don't have this broken sword, just buy another one."
When the chef saw this, he immediately laughed out loud.
"Qi, how can those rags compare to it?"
As soon as he said this, everyone couldn't help but look at the rusty iron sword on the table. They all felt that Dong Zhang was a bit stubborn.
After a moment of silence, Master Shengyin suddenly pointed towards West Street: "There is a craftsman's shop across the alley."
"Thanks."
Picking up the curved iron sword, Dong Zhang stood up and walked straight past Zhang Yimeng, who was sleeping soundly on the soft sedan. Dong Zhang's voice came quietly from behind.
"You go up the mountain first, have fun as you please, have a great time and make a big fuss, no matter life or death."
(End of chapter)
