In the afternoon of the next day, Wushuang had officially joined the company, not only registering, but also having clothes and swords.

In the lobby, Wushuang changed into a brown and yellow fast-catching costume, stood in front of everyone, and then turned around.

"How?"

Of course, Chu Nan knew what answer she wanted to hear, and smiled: "I think it's pretty good." The rest of the people also had no conscience, and reluctantly smiled and echoed a few times.

"What the hell is going on? Don't be polite to me if you have anything to say!"

In the end, it was more intimate to be a senior brother, and he immediately began to comfort: "Wushuang, don't worry, it's okay to be ugly! If you can't get married, senior brother will take care of you for a lifetime, okay?"

Although Wushuang was a little displeased, her big grinning temperament was destined not to care too much about other people's eyes.

"Hmph, ugly is ugly! Since I'm determined to be a fast catcher, I will definitely work hard to do it well! None of you want to hold me back!"

At this time, Yan Xiaoliu entered the door, and he was full of praise for Wushuang's consciousness: "Okay! Well said! Young man, I am optimistic about you for your ambition!" Then he turned around and arched his hand to the diners in the store: "All eat and drink! Drink and eat! The country and the people are safe, and the people live and work in peace and contentment." ”

"My mother, Lao Xing is up!"

Lao Bai's words immediately caused several people to burst into laughter.

But Wushuang stood firmly behind Xiao Liu, and then pulled out his saber, "Help me take care of my eldest brother's fiancée's sister-in-law!"

"What's wrong?"

"Xiaoliu is up?"

"It's not a top, it's just a clone!"

Wushuang turned a deaf ear to the ridicule of several people, but instead suppressed his throat, gritted his teeth and said: "If anyone of you dares to talk nonsense in the future, Hugh blames Wushuang for turning his face and not recognizing people!" After speaking, he smiled at Xiao Liu: "Yan Zhutou, that's what you mean, right?"

Yan Xiaoliu sat on the side, stroked his non-existent beard, and said wistfully: "Okay, very good! Seeing you, it seems that I vaguely see the shadow of my youth, alas, it is really unforgiving!"

"Hey, hey, hey, by a question, are you old this year?"

"After my birthday, I will be twenty-nine this year! Another year will be the year of thirty!"

When everyone heard this, they laughed again.

"Little Liu, you really didn't do it in vain, and you learned to lie?"

The shopkeeper said this, and Wushuang pulled out the knife again, "Help me take care of my eldest brother and his fiancée's sister-in-law!"

Lao Bai looked at it, he was in a hurry, it didn't matter if you took a knife at him, but Tong Xiangyu was his heart, in case he bumped and hurt her, Lao Bai would have to work hard.

"You're crazy, aren't you, put the knife down for me!"

"During the official performance of this catcher, I only listened to Yan Catcher!"

Yan Xiaoliu slapped the table and stood up: "Okay! Very, very, very good! I predict that in less than seventy years, you will definitely be the next head catcher of Seven Heroes Town!"

"Really?"

When Wushuang heard that he could raise his head, he was overjoyed.

Chu Nan didn't know what she was happy about, seventy years? How many people present would still be alive in another seventy years? In this era, "life is rare for seventy years" is not an empty word, ordinary people can call themselves old husbands after thirty, and those who can live to ninety years are either skilled or have a way of maintaining health.

“.... My master also told me the same thing back then, and within a year, I would become a head catcher. ”

Chu Nan was speechless, and couldn't help but retort: "That's your master's bad luck, and he entered the beggar gang by mistake, otherwise it would be your turn?"

"That's it!"

Hearing that everyone was disagreeing with Xiao Liu again, Wushuang pulled out the knife again: "Help me take care of my senior brother's ......"

Chu Nan pushed it backhandedly and directly returned the knife to the sheath: "What are you doing!

"In the future, if anyone dares to interject when Yan Zhutou speaks, once he slaps his mouth, cuts his legs twice, and makes you a ghost under the knife three times!"

"Oh, okay, okay... I can't afford to provoke it, and I can't hide. ”

After speaking, everyone dispersed in a hurry.

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At this time, outside the inn, Millet was sleeping in the corner of the wall, and two people came in front of him, tall and thin in front, holding a gorgeous sword in his hand, followed by a short and fat old hat.

The Humpty Dumpty man looked at the millet in the corner of the wall, and couldn't help but feel disgusted: "Zhantang (surname Zhan, Mingtang, real identity: Jinyiwei), it seems that the local officials here do not have a strong sense of environmental protection!"

"What did Master Bao say?"

When Mr. Bao (real name: Bao Daren) heard this, he immediately looked at it cautiously, and found that there was nothing to do, so he reprimanded in a low voice: "How many times have I told you, don't call me Mr. Bao outside, it's important to be a low-key person." ”

Zhan Tang bowed his head and arched his hand: "Zhan Tang knows that he is wrong. ”

"A person, it's not shameful to make mistakes occasionally, write them down...."The exhibition hall next to him reluctantly took out a booklet, and took out a pen and began to make records, "It's a shame that I know that I am wrong and I am wrong again and again...... Hey, what's that?"

"Seven hundred and sixty-five!"

"Okay, if you have enough of a thousand, I'll publish a copy of Bao Shilang's "Xingshi Hengyan", let's go!"

The two of them turned around to leave, but Millet suddenly stood up, "Hey, wait! You two have been standing here with me for a long time?

"Presumptuous! Do you know who he is?"

Master Bao immediately pretended to laugh modestly: "Hey, low-key and low-key, hehehe.... Come, come, silver, take it and spend it. ”

Saying that, the adult really took out a piece of broken silver from the money bag and threw it to Xiaomi. When Xiaomi saw it, it was a windfall, and she quickly bit it with her teeth: "Hey!

"Of course! Not enough!" said that, Master Bao took out the money bag, but this time there seemed to be no loose silver, and his hand was also retracted, "I'm sorry, not this time, next time, next time!

"Hey, don't you go next time! I'll find you when you go.... Otherwise, give it all to me!"

Look at Xiaomi actually grabbed the money, Lord Bao hurriedly protected the money bag, and tore it with Xiaomi, the exhibition hall next to him held back a smile, and after watching the excitement for a while, he pulled out his sword and pointed at Xiaomi's neck.

"Don't get out of here!"

Looking at the speed of the sword in this exhibition hall, Xiaomi knew that he was kicking the iron plate, and immediately hugged his head and ran away.

Seeing that Xiaomi was deserted and fled, Lord Bao took the shelf again, as if it was not him who was fighting with the beggar just now.

"Oh, Zhantang, my Shang Fang sword, officials below the seventh rank can cut it first and then play it! You are good, use it to kill beggars! With such a little enlightenment, how can you ask Lord Ben to promote you in the future!"

"Wow! You called me? Did you make a mistake, big guy! Why did you call me? You are the Ministry of Rites, I am the Six Doors (Bright Identity), transfer me, hell!"