In the small courtyard at the end of Jiaozhuang Village, the night wind was bleak.
After Ouyang Feng said these words with unknown meaning, the atmosphere on the small wooden table instantly became solemn. The Baituoshan clan headed by Yang Guo had quietly held his hand on the handle of the knife. They looked at the people at the table and the cook with vigilant eyes, wary of possible conflicts.
On the other hand, Dong Zhang didn't have much sense. He was still doing what he was supposed to do, as if he didn't know what nervousness was.
"Hahahahaha, they are just rough guys and wild people who have never seen the world. These brothers of mine rarely travel around this river and lake. We are used to being ignorant and ignorant. Suddenly, when we meet a famous master like you, we are suddenly shocked. I've offended you, teacher. You have a big heart, so don't take it personally."
Dongzhang, who was sitting on the main seat, laughed loudly when he heard this. He held a pot in one hand and filled a bowl of fruit wine for Ouyang Feng himself, followed by a respectful gesture from afar: "Done."
After finishing his words, before Ouyang Feng could raise the bowl, he had already drank the fruit wine in the bowl in two or three gulps.
"Ah"
Seeing this, Ouyang Feng had no choice but to raise his bowl and drink. Why couldn't he tell that Dongzhang's perfunctory attitude meant that he was asking for forgiveness, but in fact, he didn't take it to heart at all. He just watched the show when the cook challenged him. Just attitude.
Not only him, but everyone sitting there, including Yanbo Diaosou, all chuckled. It was obvious at a glance that this group of people was by no means a good-natured person.
"Bold! How dare you be so bold in front of the owner of the village! I think you are tired of living, fat man!!"
The attitude of the human cook and others immediately angered all the White Camel Mountain guards. A middle-aged man who looked like the leader immediately stepped out of the queue. He held the handle of the knife with his right hand and was about to draw the knife and slash at the human cook whose back was turned to him.
Zheng! ! !
The scimitar was not within two inches of being unsheathed when a sharp sound broke through the air. The middle-aged man seemed to be frozen in place, and drops of cold sweat instantly appeared on his forehead and fell down.
"Boy, do you have the right to interrupt what I'm saying? Take that gadget of yours back. If not, I'll give you a hand."
The rich voice of the human cook sounded from time to time. He was still facing away from the White Camel Mountain crowd, but at some point a fat hand had been placed on the middle-aged man's wrist, forcing him to unsheath his sword.
And he stepped on the dark kitchen knife, which was making a buzzing sound.
Above the main table, two red silk threads crossed everyone's heads. Two slender silver needles were inserted directly into the middle-aged man's eyebrows on both sides. The silver needles were as long as one finger and were making a trembling sound. This was when the middle-aged man stopped. The main reason for timidity.
His eyes looked at the tight red line in horror, and he felt the movement on his eyebrows. The middle-aged man had no doubt that if he acted rashly, these two silver needles would instantly weaken the two muscles on his forehead. burst.
But Baicao Xian also took action. At the moment when the man held the knife handle, he moved his hand at the same time as the cook.
Glancing at the red line still trembling in the air and the buzzing sound of the kitchen knife on the waist of the cook next to him, Ouyang Feng retracted his gaze and said calmly: "Dongzhang, are you challenging my limits?"
With his eyesight, he could tell that if these two weirdos attacked at the same time, his men would stop breathing forever with just one breath.
"Hahahahahaha, what are you talking about? It's just for fun, take this guy away." Looking at Ouyang Feng, who looked uncertain, Dongzhang suddenly said with a smile.
After saying that, the chef turned around and continued to bite the leg of lamb, while Baicao Xian also opened it with two fingers. The two almost transparent red threads immediately bounced back with a swishing sound. In the blink of an eye, they were put into his sleeves, and he lowered his head to drink. It was as if the terrifying scene just now had never happened at all.
Naturally, Dong Zhang was secretly giving instructions for his two moves. The purpose was to test Ouyang Feng's purpose. To be more precise, it was to distinguish between friends and foes.
One-on-three is quite stressful for him. If Ouyang Feng comes again, Dongzhang will not dare to arrogantly say that he can handle it. Zhang Yimeng and others are even better at this.
Now, it's just a matter of testing his attitude. Although the test just now was only for a moment, it was actually all between the thoughts of Ouyang Feng and Dong Zhang. Whether this middle-aged man would live or die, it all depended on it. The focus was on Dong Zhang and Ouyang Feng.
If Ouyang Feng suddenly strikes, then this man will undoubtedly die. If he chooses to remain silent, the man will survive.
In fact, Ouyang Feng's move was not a sign of bad intentions, it was his attitude, because as far as this courtyard is concerned, it is Dongzhang's home court. With Ouyang Feng's character, if he can tolerate it to this extent, it is already considered a gift. It is enough for the master Dongzhang's face.
So, to put it another way, he didn't come with any malicious intent, so Dongzhang told people to stop.
"Hmph! You're not weak at all, boy. This kitchen knife of yours must be made of black iron."
Ouyang Feng was not a stingy person. He was a master after all. He still had some respect for this. He just pretended that the incident had never happened and just drank from the bowl.
"Hehe, old man Ouyang has good eyesight. Unfortunately, it is made of black iron."
The human cook bit off the mutton on his leg in two bites, and then swung the bone stick back, hitting the middle-aged guard behind him directly. Seeing this, the latter's face showed shame and anger. In the past, he always bullied others. When has it been your turn to be humiliated like this again?
But after thinking about it, I finally suppressed my anger. There was nothing I could do. After all, their fists were bigger than yours, so you had to lower your head. If Ouyang Feng hadn't come forward just now, his life would have been in danger. This is so powerful. He still knows.
Then he silently returned to the queue.
But the chef didn't take it seriously. He wiped his greasy hands on his clothes and followed Ouyang Feng, who was holding a bowl in both hands, and said with a smile: "Mr. Ouyang, this junior is just like a mountain of mud. I'm used to being vulgar." , if I have offended anything, I hope you will forgive me."
Ouyang Feng was unmoved by this. When the sharp-eyed Zhang Yimeng saw this, he immediately stood up and walked to Ouyang Feng's side. When Yang Guo saw him, he immediately crossed half of his body to block him, but his eyes were blurred. Zhang Yimeng had already flashed out of nowhere. Afterwards.
He turned around hastily and saw a bright smile. The gold pendant on the young man's left ear was emitting bursts of golden light under the light of the fire, which was extremely dazzling.
"Little brother, don't be nervous, I just want to pour a bowl of wine for the senior."
Grinning at Yang Guo, who was a little stunned, Zhang Yimeng leaned over and filled Ouyang Feng's empty wine bowl with fruit wine. The cook was straightforward and did not know how to see clearly. It was not that Ouyang Feng did not want to drink with him, but The bowl is empty.
Zhang Yimeng and Dong Zhang were both aware of this, but as the boss of the armed group, Dong Zhang usually had nothing to do with their teachers and students, but now the two sides represented the two camps, and there was a hint of unpleasantness just now.
At this stall, there is no such thing as a big boss pouring wine for another big boss. Isn’t that just changing his direction and bowing his head? Naturally, he will not be allowed to move, so Zhang Yimeng stepped forward.
In fact, Dongzhang didn't care about this. He was still a junior after all, but now that Zhang Yimeng had come forward, he was happy to watch him take care of things. He could be said to be a heartless and hands-off shopkeeper.
"God's actions are ever-changing."
Glancing at the bright and elegant young man next to him, Ouyang Feng's eyes flashed with admiration, and he couldn't help but tell the story of the kung fu that Zhang Yimeng had just used.
"Hey, it's a trivial trick, but it makes you laugh at me, junior. Come on, junior, if you dare, follow me too. Senior's name is very popular. Juniors and juniors like you have long wanted to see your face. Today, I can see you. What a blessing.”
Hearing this, Zhang Yimeng waved his hands repeatedly, then picked up the wine bowl on the table. Finally, he glanced at the stupid cook and kicked him over: "Why are you standing still? Come on, drink this wine with your seniors." .”
The latter staggered after being kicked, and then he angrily continued to raise his bowl and bump it with Ouyang Feng. Seeing this, Ouyang Feng couldn't help but look at Zhang Yimeng next to him, and the admiration in his eyes became more and more obvious. obvious.
"Hahahahaha, Zhang Dong, it's a good day today. It's rare for Senior Ouyang to be in front of you, so I have to do it without getting drunk."
After drinking all the wine in one gulp, Zhang Yimeng laughed loudly.
Follow and walk back to your original position.
"What a talented person." Ouyang Feng looked directly at the smiling Zhang Yimeng, and Ouyang Feng couldn't help but praise him in his heart.
"Dongzhang, these friends of yours are very interesting. I like them."
"Oh, these are just jokes to make the teacher laugh."
Shaking his head, Ouyang Feng couldn't help but look at Zhang Yimeng, who looked like a boy next door, and said with a smile: "Are you the Wheel King Zhang Yimeng who fought Hong Qi for more than three hundred rounds before being captured?"
"Eh" Hearing this, Zhang Yimeng was startled and scratched his head: "You don't dare to fight fiercely, you just try to survive in a crack."
Although Zhang Yimeng didn't say much, how could Ouyang Feng not know the danger? How many people in this world can fight against Wu Jue? What's more, under the siege of nearly a thousand people from the Beggar Clan's leader, he couldn't help but defeat this little girl Huang Rong, and even killed several Beggar Clan elders during the siege. If Hong Qigong hadn't personally taken action, the Beggar Clan would have I really can't keep this young man who looks like sunshine.
This boy's strength should not be underestimated. I don't know where Dongzhang found these crouching tigers, hidden dragons.
Ouyang Feng now really has a love for talents and wants to win over this young man to work for him. He is brave and resourceful, and is not afraid of honor or disgrace. He is a great talent.
But he also knew that it was difficult to talk about this matter in this situation, so he suppressed his inner thoughts and said: "Come on, get some wine."
Ouyang Feng had a strong temper, but he was not used to drinking this mild fruit wine, so he ordered his men to go out and buy wine.
After finishing speaking, Ouyang Feng turned to look at Xiao Longnu, who was sitting next to Dong Zhang, as calm as water. His eyebrows suddenly raised, and he grinned and said: "You little kid is very impressed. You can start a swordsmanship." Come on, come and have a bowl with me."
"Don't drink." (End of chapter)
