South Market, Bagua Street, Fuxian Tea House
Half of the tea was poured down and the purple clay teapot was completely cold. Niederu picked up the teapot and said with a low eyebrow:
"Liugege'er, the tea has cooled down, I'll refill it for you~"
New Delu finally found the opportunity. How could he miss such a good opportunity? He bowed briefly and was about to exit the elegant room in the blink of an eye.
"Hey, Niudelu, you've finished listening to the Zhezi. Is there anything else you need to do in Liugege?"
Eunuch Sun pinched Orchid's fingers, his old face was full of cunning, and he had no good intentions at first glance.
After all, he still couldn't escape, Nudero sighed: "But it depends on Gege's orders!"
Eunuch Sun poked the air and made random gestures:
"The new story is good, but after all, it tells the secrets of the Northern Clan. Why don't you remove the excerpt and replace it with a book next to it? I think you, Boss Niu, are so talented that you don't lack this one. I don't know what you think. How about the next one?"
"this?"
If you ask me to change it, I will change it. It’s so easy for me, New Delu, to turn around with new and new discounts!
Looking at the current scene, he realized that Liu Gege was drunk and crazy. He kept doing nothing and knelt down with a bang:
"Gege, your family is very rich and powerful, but you have to be considerate and considerate of the younger ones. I rely entirely on this book to support the tea house. If the new book is withdrawn, I will have to take the whole family to jump on the Longjiang River."
"You have a lot of it, so be good and treat me like a fart."
Niudelu burst into tears as he spoke, and even an old man like Eunuch Sun couldn't tell it was fake.
"Boss Niu, please don't give me a toast or drink as a penalty. Liugege considers it all for the sake of the Bei clan. I'll give you a chance to speak. Just listen to your father-in-law's advice and get rid of the new one. There won't be any more in the future." People will come to trouble you again.”
What Eunuch Sun said was very clear. If he didn't lie, this kind of clearing and booing would happen again in the future. Once it became the norm, it would be impossible for customers to come even if they wanted to. This would be a big blow to his teahouse business.
It seemed that Liu Gege was deliberately not letting him have an easy time.
"Liu Gege, you have listened to the book, please go back, my teahouse will be doing business tomorrow!"
"Okay, just think about it clearly. Be polite before fighting. This is what you said."
Liu Gege's thin lips parted slightly: "Smash it."
As soon as these words came out, the thugs stood up and started smashing the place without delay.
These people are all specially trained thugs, and they will tear down wherever they look good.
Suddenly, the seats in the cabin were missing corners and the screens were broken.
Wherever the balustrades were decorated, they would be scratched even if they were scraped with a knife. Teapots and cups would be smashed to the ground like firecrackers set off during a festival.
This is all the wealth he earned from scratch, brick by brick.
Niudelu's heart was bleeding when he saw it, and he really dared to go up and stop him. With the brutality of these thugs, he was afraid that his ribs would not be broken on the spot.
He looked at his middle-aged and fat figure and immediately gave up the idea of fighting with these people.
Fusheng, Fusheng, if you don’t come back, my store will be really destroyed!
"You guys go to the lower hall. Since people don't drink fine wine for toasts, then don't be lenient."
Good guy, if it was smashed in the hall, it could still be repaired while doing business. But if it was smashed in the lower hall, it would have to close down. Seeing this, New Delu quickly stopped at the stairs and refused to let them go down.
"Niudelu, we have no grievances against you. If you take the initiative to get out of the way, we won't hurt you. If you dare to stop us again, we will beat you as well."
The leading martial artist in black coat had a stern face and his triangular eyes looked extremely sinister.
Niudelu looked at this strong warrior. If he took another step back, his teahouse would definitely be severely damaged.
Faced with such an aggressive old tribe, Niudelu was heartbroken and puffed up his chest: "No!"
Bang!
Before he could finish his words, Wufu kicked him in the air. Nudero felt a pain in his heart and rolled down the stairs like a rubber ball.
"Ouch~"
"Hitting people, there is no king's law, the old people don't behave like human beings."
Niudelu yelled at the entrance of the restaurant like a riot, and passers-by immediately came smelling the excitement and stood in front of the teahouse and pointed!
When the warrior saw New Delu scolding his master, he jumped down from the corner of the stairs and kicked New Delu directly in the heart. If he was kicked in the air, the middle-aged man would definitely be dead.
Niudelu couldn't get up from the pain. When he saw Wu Fu kicking him from upstairs, he panicked and ducked backwards.
The ordinary people's bastard boxing style avoidance was of no use. Seeing the attack of legs and feet, he closed his eyes in despair.
"Crack!"
He didn't wait for Wo Xin to kick him, he only heard the sound of bones breaking. He looked up and saw that the martial artist's ankle was grabbed by Yue Guanchao, and the bones were broken.
Wufu immediately felt pain, and the veins on his forehead bulged again and again. He tried to break free but was unable to exert force. Yue Guanchao looked at him with cold eyes and angrily:
"A martial artist who practices martial arts is supposed to be a chivalrous and righteous man. You not only bully the defenseless people, but you also act like a hawk and dog. I'll screw you."
After he finished speaking, he exerted force on his wrist, and the martial artist's ankle was completely torn apart. He threw him out of the hall with his arm, and he was holding his ankle in pain, and he dared not take the next step.
"Oh, Lord-in-law, you are finally here. If you don't come, I will go and play the Qingtian Drum."
When the other thugs saw that Wu Fu was eliminated with one move, their fear of Yue Guanchao was already shown on their faces, and they did not dare to step forward in Kong Zha's posture.
"What's going on? Why did you stop? Hurry and hit me?"
"Which of you dares?"
Yue Guanchao struck up his fists and feet, his eyes were as fierce as a wolf, and his murderous aura spread all over his body, so that all the martial artists present did not dare to act rashly!
They are scared!
