The table was smashed directly from above, and only those who have practiced martial arts know how difficult it is. Duan He, the www.biquge.info of the pen "Fun" Pavilion, didn't expect it when he heard the shopkeeper say that the dart master collapsed in an instant, but now that he looks at it, he is really a master, not an ordinary master.

"Have you finished reading? I'm too busy to serve the food for a while. The cook said angrily.

"I'll go." Duan He shook his head slightly and returned to the first floor of the inn

I don't know if it's because of the meal, the business on the first floor is much better than before Duan He went upstairs just now. As a result, only one shopkeeper was busy, running back and forth.

"Little two." Duan He stopped him.

"What is the matter with you, guest officer?" Xiao Er replied, but he didn't dare to stop the work in his hands at all.

"What's your name?"

"Returning officer, my name is Confucian Sheng." Xiao Er replied, and immediately ran to greet the new guests.

"Confucianism?" Duan He didn't expect to get such an answer.

The shopkeeper was busy, and Duan He was embarrassed to disturb him again. I went back to my room and continued to think about things.

"There has been such a fight in this store, with such a strong internal force, could it be Xie Ze?" Thinking of what happened recently, Duan He had some speculations.

The tree outside the house rattled softly, and the autumn made the tree haggard, and many yellowed leaves fell to the ground, and it was not until next year that they could return to their original colors and return to the tree.

"I didn't expect you to be so bad." Duan He shouted outside the house.

A man jumped in from outside the house, his face wrapped in a black cloth so thin that he couldn't see anything but his eyes.

But Duan He still recognized him, his figure and the one who was at the Yuelai Inn that night were the same person.

"What do you always follow me for?" Duan He asked.

"The rivers and lakes are sinister, I have been following behind Shaoxia to protect you." The man replied.

"But I don't need protection," Duan He stood up and said, "You should know that you are not my opponent." ”

"This is natural, but someone has ordered me to protect you by your side, and I dare not disobey." The man replied.

The atmosphere in the whole room was thick and oppressive, and the masked man suddenly felt out of breath - it was the momentum from Duan He.

"I won't touch you until you do anything else to me. But tell your master, if you really want to find me something, don't do this useless work. ”

Duan He regained his momentum, and the masked man felt that his body was loose, and he was already a little paralyzed.

"Xie Shaoxia." The man finished answering and jumped out of the window again. On the ground, a piece of jade pendant slipped quietly.

Duan He picked up the jade pendant, only to see three big characters engraved on it: Tang Ting Palace.

After a few glances, Duan He put the jade pendant on his body and sat down again.

The day passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye it was late at night, and the shopkeeper prepared meals for the residents, cleaned the first floor, and began to prepare for tomorrow.

Duan He had eaten dinner and was about to go to bed early, it was already dark outside the house, and the bright moon hit the tree next to the window, and the shadows of the branches appeared on the window in a strange shape. If you listen closely, you can also hear the crows outside.

The crow's cry had always meant that something bad had happened, and even Duan He couldn't help frowning.

"What's going to happen tonight?" Duan He thought about it and lay down to sleep.

In the middle of the night, the locked door of the inn was suddenly kicked open, and a rude atmosphere spread.

"Shopkeeper, come out and pay the money, otherwise all these people you live here won't be alive."

Duan He, who lived on the second floor, woke up suddenly, he listened carefully to the footsteps downstairs, there were at least five people downstairs, and they were all big men.

"A few masters, be quiet, be quiet." The shopkeeper walked out with a quilt draped, the door was kicked open, and the cold wind blew cold in the room.

"Don't talk nonsense, if you have money, you will pay it, and if you don't have money, you will take things. If you don't have anything, I'll smash your store tonight!" ”

Many of the guests on the second floor woke up under this noise, but no one dared to move, and no one knew what was going to happen.

Confucius also woke up and quietly hid in the back room to observe every move in front of him.

There were five men who entered, and Confucius was most familiar with them. These five men are called the Black Mountain Five Tigers, and what they do on weekdays is to kill people and sell goods. Recently, I don't know how to start asking for money from door to door in the middle of the night, and as for coming to the Red Dust Inn, this is the first time.

"A few masters, the business of the small shop is not prosperous, and I hope that a few masters will be gracious. If a few people come to cheer, I don't want a penny from Tao Laohan. "The shopkeeper tried to play a round as much as possible.

But the words of this round are meant to be heard, and it is obvious that these people are no longer human. The man in the lead gestured, and the others began to smash things.

"Don't, don't." The shopkeeper screamed and tried to stop a few people, but he was punched and fell to the ground and fainted.

Duan He was standing on the second floor at this time, coldly watching everything that was happening below.

"And these people." Duan He was about to get up, but found Confucian on the first floor.

Confucius ran out quickly and shouted, "I have money, don't smash it." ”

A few people stopped, and the leader said: "That's right, your shopkeeper is too wealthy, how can you not even give up some money these days?" ”

Confucius ran to the counter, where the large pieces of silver had already been taken away, and there were still some copper plates left in the counter for change.

"If you don't dislike it, take it first." Confucian came out with a pile of copper plates.

The man looked at it, smiled contemptuously, and said, "Are you calling me Hanako?" Call me! ”

Several people immediately gathered around Confucius and looked at him viciously.

Several people threw punches at the same time to the body of the Confucian Sheng, and it could be seen that several of them were practitioners, and if a punch hit the body of the Confucian Sheng, a hole would be punched.

But Confucius was not hit.

It was not Duan He who made the shot, nor was it the so-called master who lived on the second floor.

It was Confucianism himself who made the shot.

Duan He only heard the sound of bones shattering on the second floor, followed by the screams of several big men downstairs.

Confucius looked at those people, his eyes were cold and terrifying.

"I don't want to see you in this place again." Confucian said lightly.

The men ran away in disgrace, each holding their hands, their faces full of pain.

The first floor was finally quiet, and all that was left was a door that had been kicked open.

"I'm blind." Duan He was on the second floor, his eyes were a little surprised.

The next few Duan He just now of Confucian Sheng are too familiar, they are the Shaolin School's Twelve Capture Dragons. When Duan He was under his master, he was fortunate to see a Shaolin monk playing this set of grappling punches, but he didn't have the ferocity of Confucianism just now.

"I still underestimate him." Duan He sighed and turned around to go back to his room, tonight, he can finally get a good night's sleep.

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