The three groups of people became more and more noisy, and no one could convince anyone, and suddenly there was a person with sharp eyes, who saw Wucha standing at the door, and immediately proposed loudly: "Wu Shao is here, let's ask Wu Shao to judge, who is the real number one in the world!"

As soon as everyone turned their heads, they found that the black tea rushed up one after another, and the leading young man who supported Xie Xiaofeng said: "Wu Shao, this book is what you said, you tell us, is the third young master the first in the world?"

Wucha was smiling and watching the excitement, and the spearhead suddenly turned to himself, and he was a little caught off guard.

With this hesitation, the leading young man who supported Yan Shisan also said loudly: "Wu Shao, you say, is Yan Shisan the first in the world?"

A series of forced questions, Wucha suddenly sweated like rain, the plot of the novel The Sword of the Third Young Master is like a stream, but to ask who is the number one in the world, this question is too difficult, just like a girlfriend asking herself and her mother-in-law fell into the water together, who do you save first, one does not answer well, and he will inevitably bear the anger of the other party.

Seeing that everyone's eyes were becoming more and more intense, as if they were about to come up and besiege if they couldn't say it, Wucha was in a hurry and said loudly: "Wait a minute!"

Everyone's gaze softened.

Wu Cha said: "I don't know your question, but I know who can answer this question!"

"Who?" the crowd asked.

Wucha pondered in his heart, pointed at Wang Qiushi and said: "You know, this is the boss of the teahouse, although I don't know who is the number one in the world, but he must know." ”

Wang Qiushi felt bad when Wucha said that someone knew the answer to this question, this kid probably wanted to use himself as a shield, sure enough, I saw everyone's eyes focused on himself, and the leading young man who supported Xie Xiaofeng looked at Wang Qiushi for a long time, and then turned his head and asked Wucha: "Wu Shao, you won't lie to us, right?"

Another leading young man who supported Yan Shisan also looked at Wang Qiushi suspiciously and said: "Wu Shao, although he is the owner of the teahouse, it is not him who tells the story, we only believe you, you say, who is the number one in the world?"

"Yes!"

The girl who supported Tianzun Murong Qiudi also said: "The book is what you said, we only believe you, you can say it quickly, is it the most powerful Tianzun in my family, and it is the first ...... in the world."

Everyone suddenly made an uproar again, asking Wucha for an answer.

Wucha suddenly felt that he had lifted a stone and hit his own feet, and he was in a hurry, so he opened his mouth and said directly: "Let me tell you, although this book is still what I said, it was written by our boss!"

"We won't believe it!"

The leading young man who supported Xie Xiaofeng said first.

"That's it, Wu Shao, don't try to lie to us!" The others also continued, this black tea has been talking for a few days, and everyone who has been here in the afternoon knows him, and there are few guests in the morning, everyone only knows that Wang Qiushi is the owner of the teahouse, but if you want to say that the books are all written by Wang Qiushi, they suddenly feel that the black tea is blinded to them.

Everyone, you and I said a word, chattering and arguing endlessly, and squeezed into a circle around the black tea, the black tea was speechless, and wanted to cry without tears, and finally couldn't help but shout:

"Stop!"

The world is suddenly clear!

Everyone looked at him, Wucha was silent for a while, and said seriously: "Let me tell you, in fact, I am just an apprentice in the teahouse, Boss Wang is my master, and he is also a real master, this "The Sword of the Third Young Master" was written by him, think about it, can I write this kind of book at my age?"

Wang Qiushi suddenly felt a toothache, he didn't expect that in order to get out of the encirclement, Wucha dared to say that he was his master, it was really undisciplined, if this group of people really believed it, what should they do if they besieged him, he was about to quietly retreat into the teahouse, but he heard the leading young man who supported Yan Shisan and said in disbelief: "Really?"

"Really! It's not true, I'm thundering nine times in the sky!" Wucha looked resolute and swore directly to the sky.

Everyone's eyes suddenly turned to Wang Qiushi.

The leader who supported Xie Xiaofeng said: "Boss Wang, since you wrote the book, then tell us, who is the number one in the world?" Is it Xie Xiaofeng, Yan Shisan, or Murong Qiudi?"

Wang Qiushi sighed, quietly retracted his steps, first inadvertently glanced at Wucha with a murderous look, and then said to everyone helplessly: "Xie Xiaofeng and Yan Shisan are both the best in the world, and no one can beat anyone in their martial arts!"

Everyone was immediately unconvinced, and supported Xie Xiaofeng's words: "Impossible! The third young master is the number one in the world!"

Those who support Yan 13 also said: "Yan 13 is invincible in the world!"

Those who supported Tianzun Murong Qiudi even said, "Why do you say that our Murong is not as good as the two of them?"

Wang Qiushi stretched out his hand and said loudly: "Stop!"

Everyone stopped, looked at him, Wang Qiushi said: "You can discuss this issue later, today I have invited you a master, he is the prototype of the iron tiger in the novel, do you want to get to know it?"

Everyone was suddenly surprised, and someone said: "Boss, are you talking about the Iron Tiger, the prototype of the Fengyun Thunder Tiger Thunder Earthquake?"

Wang Qiushi nodded with a smile.

Shi Yong and Wucha were quite surprised at first, but after thinking about it, their eyes turned around on Wang Tong, who was still at a loss, and they immediately understood that Boss Wang was going to pull this martial arts master as a shield!

Wang Tong hadn't read the novel, and naturally he didn't know who Tiehu was, he just stood on the side and watched the excitement, thinking in his heart: It seems that this teahouse is really not simple, and this novel is not simple, there are so many book fans!

Wang Qiushi nodded, and everyone suddenly started arguing again, and they all said:

"Boss, where's it?

"I want to see Iron Tiger, I want to see real people!"

"Boss, you won't lie to us......"

There were all kinds of voices, Wang Qiushi waited for them to call for a while, and then stretched out his hand and pointed to Wang Daodao on the side: "Haven't you noticed yet? This is the prototype of the Iron Tiger, the head of the contemporary Xiaohong Fist Sect, Wang Tong Daxia!"

Wang Tong was stunned and didn't react.

Everyone's eyes were shining with stars, and they had already looked at it together, and some people had already begun to judge: "The face is rough and the body is burly, and it is indeed quite in line with the image of the iron tiger......"

Someone said: "Look at Wang Daxia's hands, the muscles are rough, it must be caused by practicing external skills all year round......"

Someone has already shouted: "Needless to say, it must be Wang Daxia, Wang Daxia, can you have a string of whip skills?"

……

Wang Tong was obviously frightened by the enthusiastic crowd, subconsciously took a step back, glared at Wang Qiushi and asked in a low voice: "Boss Wang, what do you mean by what you tell them?

Wang Qiushi whispered: "Master Wang, you cooperate, you will do whatever I tell you to do later, so that we can write off the matter of you smashing one of my tables!"

Wang Tong was speechless.

Shi Yong and Wucha are also sweating profusely, why didn't they find out that Boss Wang still has a careful eye.

Listening to everyone's voices, Wang Qiushi introduced with a smile: "Wang Daxia is a real martial arts master, and he is alone in the world with his fist, do you want to see it?"

The crowd became more enthusiastic and shouted:

"Yes!"

"Show your hands!"

"We want to see the real kung fu of the Iron Tiger!"

Wang Tong looked at everyone vigilantly, and whispered to Wang Qiushi: "Don't you want me to be a street performer in front of so many people, playing a set of Hong boxing, I am also the head of the faction, and I also want to save face." ”

Wang Qiushi pursed his lips and said to Wucha: "Go in and get a table and come out!"

Wucha understood, went in, and after a while, a small wooden table was moved out and placed in front of everyone, Wang Qiushi walked to Wang Tong's side, and whispered: "You show your hands and really do it, shake them, and this matter is over!"

"Really?" Wang Tong doubted.

"Really, it's more real than real gold!" Wang Qiushi also swore an oath.

Wang Tong reluctantly believed it, walked to the table, spread his feet slightly, took a deep breath, and his tall figure suddenly seemed to be a little burly, and everyone exclaimed:

"Look! like this, it's really an iron tiger!"

"Is this going to break the table with your bare hands? Don't block my view......"

"Real Kung Fu! Definitely Real Kung Fu ......"

Hearing a deep shout, Wang Tong slapped his palm, and the wooden table suddenly fell apart, and it looked more powerful than what Wang Qiushi and they saw in the morning, obviously it was just unintentional in the morning, and now it is a real effort.

The table shattered, and everyone rushed up excitedly, some went to touch Wang Tong's hand, and shouted in their mouths: "Iron Tiger Hero, let me see if your hand can really split rocks?"

Some went to pull Wang Tong's clothes, and shouted in their mouths: "Iron hero, take me as an apprentice!"

Wang Tong, as a martial arts master, was so frightened that he retreated again and again, but Wang Qiushi stood up, coughed, stopped everyone, and said: "Okay, the time for storytelling has come, Wang Daxia wants to listen to the story, and those you want to listen to come in together!" (ask for recommendation votes)