The door was pushed open, and a man walked in. The man was dressed in black and wearing a large bamboo hat. His body was covered with sand. It looked like he had traveled a long distance.
He walked straight into the lobby. Everyone was looking at him. Everyone was surprised that this man didn't have any weapons in his hands. Logically speaking, it would be someone who came here with such clothes. , should not be without weapons.
The man in black kept his head lowered, as if he didn't notice the gazes of the people around him. He walked forward, neither fast nor slow, and his steps were neither light nor heavy.
He walked straight to a table and sat down. There was nothing special about that table, but when he sat down, everyone stood up because that table was the only empty one in the Jiange lobby. table.
It was empty not because no one sat there, but because no one dared to sit there.
The man in black didn't seem to notice the changes around him. He took off his bamboo hat and called the waiter:
"Waiter, ten pounds of wine."
The sound is neither plague nor fire.
However, the waiter on the side was extremely nervous and said in a trembling voice:
"Hero, why don't you change positions."
Under the bamboo hat, there is a bronze face with profound and handsome features.
Although his face is handsome, it is not perfect. One right eye is missing from his face. He has a black eyepatch on his right eye, and his left eye is as blue as the sea. His handsome face looks around. road:
"There doesn't seem to be any other place here."
"You can't sit here if there's no other place!"
The speaker was a big man at the next table. He had a unibrow, a sinewy face, a muscular back, and a green tiger tattooed on his chest. At first glance, he looked extremely scary.
Everyone in the hall knew that this was Wu Yuanxiu, the "Hengbrowed Tiger" who had been famous in Chudi for more than twenty years. However, the one-eyed boy had a blank look on his face. It was obvious that he did not know Wu Yuanxiu. He said leisurely:
"Why can't you sit down?"
As soon as he said these words, the one-eyed boy realized that the table he was sitting on was indeed different.
In terms of material, this table is no different from other tables, and is even much older than other tables, but its location is in the middle of the Jiange lobby.
The design of the Jiange is very peculiar. The first floor is the lobby. There is a door on each side of the lobby. The four doors lead to four different places on the second floor. The table where the one-eyed boy is sitting, no matter where he is sitting, You can see a door facing you.
This table is not only the center of the lobby on the first floor, but also the center of the entire Jiange.
The one-eyed boy could see clearly, and there was indeed no change in his expression.
Wuyuan Xiudao:
"To sit in this seat, if you are not a lunatic, then you must be a very capable person."
The one-eyed boy said:
"How do you know I'm incompetent?"
Wu Yuanxiu smiled and said:
"Are you capable? Look around you. These people are either great heroes across the world, wealthy businessmen, or princes and generals from all over the world.
They are all very capable, but none of them dare to sit in that position. Who are you to be able to sit in that position? "
Wu Yuanxiu looked rough, but his words were not rude. Although he was not rude, his tone was full of contempt.
He fixed his eyes on the one-eyed boy, waiting only for him to reveal his identity.
The one-eyed boy said:
"Who am I? Who am I? Who am I?"
The one-eyed boy's eyes were suddenly filled with desolation, and his blue eyes were like a deep ocean, filled with unspeakable sadness.
He is young, but there are already less than half of the white hair on his head. Those white hairs are mixed with the black hair, seeming to write the vicissitudes of life.
Wu Yuanxiu looked at the young man in front of him who seemed to be joking, and said seriously:
"Boy, no wonder I didn't remind you. If you don't leave this seat, your life may be in danger."
The one-eyed boy raised his head and looked around. Everyone around him glared at him. Some of them even held the hilt of their swords and were ready to attack. However, his eyes just glanced past, as if he didn't see those people. .
During this sweep, the one-eyed boy did not notice any of these people, but he only noticed a person by the gate. The man was in ragged clothes and looked like a beggar.
He was looking inside the door. The one-eyed boy wanted to take a closer look at him, but his sight was quickly blocked by the crowd. He looked at the group of fierce people around him, sighed helplessly, and waved. Waving his hand and saying:
"Don't be so serious."
As soon as he finished speaking, the boy's figure suddenly disappeared from everyone's eyes. Everyone was shocked. How did the one-eyed boy escape after being surrounded by them?
Before anyone could think clearly about this question, they heard a childish voice outside the door.
"Oh, let me go, let me go."
Everyone turned around and found that the one-eyed boy was standing outside the door at some point. He was holding a petite beggar in his hand, and the voice came from that beggar.
The one-eyed boy didn't seem to pay attention to the looks of the people in the door, and just kept grabbing the wine and meat in the hands of the little beggar. The little beggar desperately protected the food with his hands, and kept yelling curses. .
The one-eyed boy said while grabbing:
"Okay, I saw something was wrong with you just now. You actually took advantage of the chaos to come to Jiange to steal food. Forget about stealing food, you also dared to steal wine. Don't you know that I love drinking the most in my life..."
Everyone looked at the scene in front of them and were speechless. Wu Yuanxiu even shook his head and sighed, looking a little helpless.
The little beggar was no match for the one-eyed boy. The wine in his hand was quickly snatched away. The one-eyed boy got the wine, opened the flask, and poured a sip into his mouth.
He squinted his eyes and let out a long sigh of relief. He tasted it for a long time as if he had drank some fairy dew before he opened his eyes with satisfaction and said comfortably:
"Good wine, good wine!"
While he was doing this series of actions, the little beggar kept beating his chest.
The little beggar's face was very dirty, like a piece of black coal, but he had a pair of big and bright eyes, full of unwillingness and resentment.
"Give it back to me, you bad guy!"
The one-eyed boy suddenly picked up the little beggar, jumped back a few meters and stood there. The little beggar said angrily:
"What are you doing!"
The one-eyed boy ignored him and just pointed to where they were standing.
The little beggar looked in the direction of his finger and fell silent for a moment.
I saw a few extra thin silver needles appearing on the ground. The silver needles were inserted into the ground at an angle. If the one-eyed boy hadn't pulled the little beggar out of the way just now, the needles would have been inserted into their bodies now. .
The air suddenly became heavy.
"What a heavy murderous aura, what a quick needle."
The one-eyed boy chanted silently.
Seeing this scene, everyone drew their swords and knives one after another, intending to kill the one-eyed boy and then quickly.
The one-eyed boy slowly took a few steps back, and at the same time pushed the little beggar forward, and said with an awkward smile:
"Look, I helped catch a thief who stole something, so you can't let me go?"
However, there was a sudden change in the crowd. Everyone seemed to be giving way. Soon, a middle-aged man slowly walked out.
The man wears a colorful crown of blue and green on his head, dark green brocade clothes, a green jade belt around his waist, and black cloud shoes on his feet. At first glance, he looks like a man of great wealth.
The man's face was as green as bronze, and his eyes were as cold as ice. He growled:
"The beggar who steals food will have his tongue cut out at most, but the crime you committed will not be enough even if you die ten thousand times."
The one-eyed boy just wanted to sit at an unoccupied table. These people were making too much fuss, but seeing the group of people approaching step by step, he raised his feet and was about to run away. Suddenly, he saw the frightened man standing on the spot next to him. The trembling little beggar said anxiously:
"Why don't you run!"
The little beggar trembled and said:
"My, my legs are weak."
The one-eyed boy looked helplessly at the little beggar, then at the gang of vicious men, shook his head and said helplessly:
"Hey, why did I end up with a little bastard like you?"
He slowly walked up to the little beggar and sighed:
"Let's make an agreement first. If we start fighting later, I can't control your life or death."
He didn't look back when he said this, so the little beggar didn't see his face. The little beggar just felt that the person in front of him suddenly became so tall, so tall that he needed to look up.
The one-eyed boy looked ahead, his blue left eye emitting light that was breathtaking.
