Although we have not seen Yamamoto Miyamura in person, we have memorized the appearance of Yamamoto Miyamura through photos in the past few days.

The person who came in was none other than Yamamoto Miyamura!

At this moment, we didn't care about Lao Yang and Lin Yi, and immediately pulled out the gun, and the other party's reaction was also very fast, and he also pulled out the gun in an uproar. Confront us in the air.

We stood in the shed, and they stood in the snow.

We had three guns, four men, and the other had seven guns, eight men.

All three of our guns were aimed at Yamamoto Miyamura, while the other side's seven guns were scattered and aimed at our different people. For a while, no one fired a shot, and they confronted each other so quietly, so quiet that they could hear the sound of snow outside.

No one dares to shoot, and once they do, they don't know how many casualties they will have.

Yamamoto Miyamura, who was standing under the umbrella, was quite angry, and looked at me with a pair of eyes like fire, but his tone was still calm: "Mr. Zuo Fei, are you still finished?"

I've been pushed to this point by you, ready to leave all the property here behind and return to the East. As far as I know, there doesn't seem to be any deep hatred between us? Or is it that the General League doesn't like me?"

I was straight out of it.

Obviously, Yamamoto Miyamura's information is not smooth enough, and he doesn't even know who the person next to me is, thinking that the enemy is only the Shogun Alliance. I said Mr. Yamamoto, in fact, it's not that the General Alliance doesn't like you, the Sun family in Dragon City doesn't look at you very well like the overlord imperial power.

For example, the one next to me is Sun Gusheng, the current head of the Sun family, and the one next to me is Huang Jie, the leader of the overlord's imperial power......

Before I finished speaking, Zheng Wu had already jumped out, puffed out his chest and said: "I am the number one heads-up king in Dragon City, Zheng Wu! Yamamoto dog, let me tell you, you provoked four very big people, this time you are dead!"

Yamamoto Miyamura looked at us back and forth, his eyes full of incredulity, and he said loudly, "Okay. It turned out that the three major forces came out together, but I didn't expect you to come together. But it's not necessarily who lives and who dies, right? We have seven guns on our side!"

I was even happier: "Mr. Yamamoto, it's not the first day you've come out to break into the rivers and lakes, when will the winner be decided by who has the most guns?"

"That's it!" Zheng Wu once again straightened his chest: "The winner is decided by me! Whoever I am on the side, whoever wins!"

Zheng Wu's self-confidence is simply bursting.

Yamamoto Miyamura glanced at Zheng Wu, obviously puzzled by his appearance in a black leather jacket and leather pants, especially when he was wearing sunglasses on this snowy day, which made people feel even more weird.

But. Yamamoto Miyamura was only puzzled for a moment, and did not pay attention to Zheng Wu, but continued to say to me: "Mr. Zuo Fei, I am willing to give up the territory, just for myself to return to the East ...... safely."

"Hey!" Before he could finish his words, Zheng Wu interrupted him and said loudly: "I talked to you, didn't you hear?!"

Yamamoto Miyamura frowned: "Mr. Zuo Fei, can you discipline your subordinates?"

"Who do you say is the subordinate?!"

Zheng Wu was furious, strode over directly, and grabbed Yamamoto Miyamura's collar. All of them. Including us, we were all frightened, and the opposite side pointed their guns at Zheng Wu's head and shouted: "Let go of our boss!"

And a few of us shouted, "Don't touch him!"

And Zheng Wu didn't care about anyone, he still grabbed Yamamoto Miyamura's collar, and his face was hideous: "Who do you say is the subordinate?! Let me tell you, we are brothers, brothers!"

Yamamoto Miyamura also looked angry, probably he had never been caught like this in his life, and he suddenly pushed Zheng Wu violently. Zheng Wu's big man was pushed back several steps by him, and the pistols of the people opposite also followed him. Spare time to carry.

Zheng Wu rubbed his chest and said, "Hey, good boy, there are two hits, let's practice!" and made a gesture to pounce again, but was stopped by a few of us. It really scared us just now, and Zheng Wu was so stupid and bold.

At this moment, Zheng Wu whispered: "Try it out, this kid Yamamoto is very powerful, above me." ”

A few of us frowned.

Yamamoto, who was on the other side, straightened his clothes and said seriously: "Mr. Zuo Fei, it seems that a bloody battle is inevitable?"

I nodded and said, "Either you die, or I live!"

Although this is no different, Yamamoto Miyamura did not hear the mystery, but said: "I put up with it step by step, but you are aggressive - well, then let's fight to the death and see whose body will be buried under this heavy snow!"

A few of us looked serious and continued to point guns at each other, but the other party also remained motionless, and both sides were ready to attack.

At this time, the slightest movement will open up a shootout that is either dead or alive! Both sides stared at each other tightly, and their fingers pressed on the trigger.

The other party was still standing in the snow, except for Yamamoto Miyamura, who had an umbrella above his head, and everyone else was basically covered by the heavy snow.

"Hey......" An old voice sounded: "You want to fight in my territory, have you got my consent?" Next to the fire, Lao Yang, who was full of wrinkles, slowly stood up, while Lin Yi, who was also standing on the side, lowered his head slightly.

At this moment, Lao Yang's whole aura was different, and his whole body seemed to exude ten thousand golden lights, like a high king, and Lin Yi was a small servant serving beside him.

Lao Yang walked among us, walked to the surrounded by guns, looked at us, and then looked at Yamamoto Miyamura and his party, and then said slowly: "Are you here to drink mutton soup, or are you here to fight?"

Yamamoto Miyamura said: "Mr. Yang, I'm here to drink mutton soup. Truth be told, I'm going to leave Dragon City, because there's no place for me here, and I want to drink another bowl of mutton soup you made before leaving. But as you can see, they won't let me go, and they want my life. ”

Lao Yang looked at us again: "Do you have to fight?"

The monkey nodded: "You have to fight." ”

Lao Yang pondered for a moment and said, "Then can you let Mr. Yamamoto drink my mutton soup and fight again?" He is my guest. ”

The monkey thought for a moment and said, "Yes." ”

"Mr. Yamamoto, please be seated. ”

"Thank you. ”

Yamamoto Miyamura walked in slowly, and seven of his men followed, but their guns were still pointed at us, and ours were pointed at them, and the two sides were still tense, as if one was not careful and would start a shootout.

Lao Yang suddenly laughed: "How can you drink mutton soup with peace of mind like this? It's better to hand over all the guns to me, and it will be better to compete with pure force later, and it will save my little shop from being beaten by you!"

As soon as Lao Yang's words came out, both of us looked at each other.

"How?" said Yang, looking at us.

"I don't have a big deal...... "this is your territory." ”

"Good. Lao Yang looked at Yamamoto Miyamura and the others again.

"I can too. Yamamoto Miyamura said seriously.

The two sides reached a consensus, but I frequently glanced at the monkey, because I was still thinking about the note that Lin Yi had just written to me, and I was worried that Lao Yang was not a good thing, so how could I hand over the pistol to him?

The monkey ignored it and left the gun on the table.

I thought to myself that the monkey probably had his plan, so I also put the gun on the table, and so did Huang Jie.

Lao Yang waved his hand, and Lin Yi went to Yamamoto Palace Village and took away all seven of their guns, and Lao Yang also took away our guns. I looked at the monkey suspiciously, but the monkey cast a determined look at me, which reassured me a little.

With the monkeys around, it's definitely fine.

After the guns were taken away, they were placed under the counter next to the fire by Lao Yang. Lao Yang stood next to the fire and said with a smile: "You guys eat first and then fight, even if you lose, it's not a pity to drink my mutton soup and then go on the road." ”

Yamamoto Miyamura and his party sat at the table across from us, five or six meters apart. Even if there is no gun, everyone's eyes are still in the air, and they can kill people fiercely.

Yamamoto Miyamura took off his hat and coat, and hung it all on the hook on the wall.

After a while, Lao Yang made the mutton soup, and there were a total of twelve people on the scene, so he made twelve bowls of mutton soup, which was served by Lin Yi one bowl at a time. Yamamoto Miyamura said, "Old Mr. Yang, when did you recruit a buddy?"

Lao Yang smiled: "It's not a buddy, it's the son of an old man." ”

"Which old man, do I recognize?" said Yamamoto Miyamura, who seemed to be planning to break the casserole and ask to the end.

"Hehe, he is Lin Wuyi's son. ”

Lao Yang's tone was very indifferent when he said this, and Lin Yi was also very numb, still slowly holding the mutton soup, as if the words "Lin Wuyi's son" had nothing to do with him.

"Is he Lin Yi?!"

Yamamoto Miyamura looked surprised, stared at Lin Yi who was covered in filth and said, "You are not dead yet, the enemy who killed your father and took away your family's property is right in front of you, why are you indifferent?!"

Yamamoto Miyamura was talking about me, and my eyes were on fire.

But Lin Yi didn't react, still numbly holding the mutton soup.

Lao Yang said with a smile: "He has jumped out of the Three Realms and is not in the Five Elements." He is not Lin Yi now, but the second son - the second son who helps me with chores. ”

Yamamoto Miyamura shook his head, as if with an unacceptable look.

Twelve bowls of mutton soup, Lin Yi served it for a long time. When it was brought to our side, Lin Yi turned his back to Lao Yang, showing an anxious expression at me, and his frowning brows were full of worry, as if reminding me to run, run......

My heart suddenly lifted again.

Lin Yi finished serving the mutton soup, returned to his insensitive state, and limped back to the fire.

"Alright, I don't have anything to do with you going back beforehand. Old Yang waved at him.

Lin Yi walked to the innermost room of the tent, step by step, very slowly.