The loud voice of the ghost crying wolf almost scared Zhang Zhen's soul away, and when he saw that it was the fat cook in his own store, Zhang Zhencai exhaled a long breath to stabilize his mind and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

The fat cook pointed to the shop, but he was in a hurry, but his tongue was knotted as if he couldn't say one, two, three, four. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Seeing this, Zhang Zhen simply pushed away the fat cook and trotted towards the store, still a little puzzled as he ran.

Since opening this noodle shop for more than a year, there has been basically no trouble, although the world is not peaceful nowadays, there are some chaotic armies and bandits outside, but Tongyu City is very close to the capital Hanyang after all, and the security in the city is quite stable. Zhang Zhen does his own business and is extremely duty, the protection fee of the official family's harsh taxes and gangsters has not been paid less, and he often helps the poor on weekdays, and he has a bit of a thin reputation for being kind and charitable on this Tongping Street, and his reputation is face, so few people will make trouble in his noodle shop.

As for the helpers in the shop, they are all honest people who are not bullied and treat Amitabha Buddha, let alone cause trouble.

Well? Zhang Zhen suddenly remembered someone.

Chen Buwen, a distant relative of the fat cook. That kid knows some fist and foot kung fu, fights and brawls all day long, his family sees that he has a real headache, so they begged the fat cook who is said to be good in the city to find an errand to do, the fat cook naturally found Zhang Zhen, and wanted him to stay as a handyman, and if he was in trouble, he could be regarded as half a shopkeeper.

There was a fat cook who interceded, and he also had a consideration for what happened, so Zhang Zhen kept him, and he didn't expect him to really do any work, so he was all an idler. Moreover, that kid is not a master who can work hard, he is twenty-two or three years old, full of tendons and flesh, and everyone is squinting, very wild, and he loves to ignore Zhang Zhen, a shopkeeper.

Seeing that the fat cook was anxious and couldn't understand, nine times out of ten he really caused trouble.

As soon as I arrived at the door of the store, I heard the sound of swearing coming from inside. The two helpers cowered and hid at the top of the stairs to peek upward, and when they saw Zhang Zhen coming, they immediately came over as if they had found the backbone: "Shopkeeper, just now there were two guests in the private room upstairs, and they had to drink with Xiaoqi, and they also moved their hands and feet." Xiaoqi ran out of the back door, and they made trouble, saying that they would ...... smashed the store and said he wanted to see you. ”

Zhang Zhen looked around for a week, but he didn't see Chen Buwen, and he was relieved and a little displeased. It seems that the matter was not provoked by Chen Buwen, which is a good thing, but when the store was in trouble, he didn't even come out to take care of it, so it shouldn't be. I don't expect him to really fight, it's good to stop and deter.

The girl named Xiaoqi Zhang Zhen had a little impression, as if she had just come here and was washing clothes and dishes. She looks very smart, but she is silent and shy, and she hasn't said a few words to her.

"I'm here, don't panic, do you know the guests upstairs?" Zhang Zhen asked.

"I don't know, I don't know either of them! It doesn't look like a local, but it's the first time I've come to our store anyway. ”

Zhang Zhen has a number in his heart, since he is a foreigner, it will be easy to do. If they come from other places and no one receives them, it means that they don't have too hard relationships in Tongyu City, and besides, the people who will come to eat in the small noodle restaurant should not be rich and powerful.

"Alright, don't block here, what are you supposed to do?" Zhang Zhen nodded and walked upstairs.

Entering the private room, there were two young men sitting on the edge of the mahogany round table, one strong and one thin, both dressed as boxers, as if they had been on a long journey. The strong man was a little drunk, and he kept scolding

As soon as he saw Zhang Zhen come in, the strong man stood up directly, slammed a machete wrapped in coarse cloth strips on his waist on the table, glared at them and scolded: "You are the shopkeeper here?" it, chicks! I've been waiting for you for a long time! Don't believe it or not, Lao Tzu burned down your shop with a fire! ”

Zhang Zhen hurriedly smiled on his face, and said, "The two eldest brothers are coming to the shop for the first time, please bear with me if the hospitality is not good, I don't know what the two eldest brothers are dissatisfied with?" So saying, he stepped forward to help him refill the wine.

In business, harmony is precious, and if you can not offend, you must not be offended.

The thin face was expressionless and had no intention of making trouble, but the strong man didn't buy it at all, pushed Zhang Zhen's hand away, and scolded: "Cover your mother, bear me!" Less! Call the woman! ”

Zhang Zhen smiled and said: "That little girl just came here to help, she is not sensible, brother, I can accompany my eldest brother to drink two glasses, the wine money is mine." ”

After speaking, Zhang Zhen turned back to the staircase and shouted, "Let's have a pot of good daughter red, and then bring two side dishes." ”

The corners of the thin boxer's mouth raised, but the strong boxer still didn't give up: "Lao Tzu sees that you are quite pleasing to the eye, so I won't bother with you, what about the woman just now?" Let the woman call her! Lao Tzu fell in love with her, and if you don't call her, it's over! ”

Zhang Zhen smiled bitterly: "Two big brothers, the small shop is doing serious business, and the little girl is a miscellaneous person, so she really can't drink with the two big brothers." If the two eldest brothers have Yaxing, there will be a Yixiang Courtyard diagonally across the door, and the girls in it are very marked, do you want to go there to see? ”

The strong boxer shook his head drunkenly and shouted, "No! Lao Tzu fell in love with that woman! If she doesn't serve Lao Tzu today, Lao Tzu won't go anywhere! Call her now! You nonsense again, believe it or not, Lao Tzu cut you! As he spoke, he slapped the machete on the table again.

Two outsiders, looking at the dress, are not rich people, and the spoofing is endless! Zhang Zhen was a little angry in his heart, wondering if he should find an excuse to go down and let the helper report to the official. He took a cup himself, poured a full glass of wine, and said with a forced smile: "Big brother, we are really doing serious business here." You see, this is a small noodle restaurant, and the girl is also the daughter of a serious family, so it is not appropriate for you to make such a request here. I'm dry with this glass of wine, you give me a face, okay? ”

After speaking, Zhang Zhen picked up the wine glass, raised his neck and drank it all, then gave the empty cup to the strong boxer, and continued to look at him with a smile.

The strong boxer knocked down the wine glass in Zhang Zhen's hand, and the white porcelain cup fell to the ground with a crisp sound and shattered. The strong boxer pointed at Zhang Zhen's nose and scolded: "Who the are you, Lao Tzu wants to give you face!" Call the woman! I've already told you three times! You don't understand human speech, do you? As he spoke, he picked up the machete on the table, stood up and flipped the table with a loud bang, and the thin boxer also stood up, flashing to the side very smartly.

Zhang Zhen looked at the mess, the smile on his face slowly faded, and his eyes became cold: "Big brother really fell for that girl, okay, big brother sit down and wait, I'll call her." With that, he turned around and prepared to go downstairs.

It seems that this thing can't be good, so I can only report to the official.

"What? This sells people? You shopkeeper, what a good deserved! As soon as Zhang Zhen walked to the staircase, he was confronted by a person.

Chen Buwen.

The young man walked upstairs step by step, but his eyes were fixed on Zhang Zhen, and his eyes flashed with fire. His face was slightly pale, his mouth was crooked, and he spoke softly, with a kind of pent-up hatred and ridicule in it.

Zhang Zhen smiled disappreciatively, but had some appreciation for his blood. Zhang Zhen stopped, stood at the end of the stairs and waited for Chen Buwen to walk in front of him, and whispered in his ear: "Look at these two people, I'll report to the official." ”

Chen Buwen was stunned for a moment, glanced at Zhang Zhen, his face softened, but his voice was still cold, and said: "You don't need to report to the official, I'll persuade them to settle the account and pay the money they should lose, and leave." ”

Saying that, Chen Buwen slowly walked to the table, stood tall with one step across, looked at the two troublesome boxers, and said lukewarmly: "Two bowls of noodles, two plates of beef, a pot of wine, plus broken household goods, a total of ......" He suddenly turned his head and asked Zhang Zhen with some embarrassment: "Shopkeeper, how much do these cost?" ”

A moment ago, Chen Buwen was still a master who was overwhelmed, and immediately became blindfolded again, and Zhang Zhen almost laughed out loud when this kind of gap made him. The corners of Zhang Zhen's mouth trembled, and he forcibly stretched out a hand and said, "Five taels of silver, it's enough." ”

"Well, five taels of silver, settle the bill for two ......" Chen Buwen didn't finish speaking, the strong boxer who had been leaning on the chair and panting for breath bounced up, and scolded with a hideous face: "I'll tie your mother's ......" A knife slashed at Chen Buwen's chest.

Chen Buwen dodged and dodged, and when the two figures were staggered, he raised his leg and kicked on the back of the strong boxer, and the strong boxer fell to the ground face down, simply and neatly.

Zhang Zhen's eyes lit up, his skills are not bad! I only thought he was a street fighting gangster, but I didn't expect him to be really kung fu.

Chen Buwen picked up the machete dropped by the strong boxer, walked up and stepped on his back, patted his nosebleed face with the face of the machete, and said in a lukewarm tone: "Five taels of silver, settle the bill." ”

The strong boxer swept away the previous flying and domineering, and the smell of alcohol on his body also subsided cleanly, and he begged for mercy in a very flattering voice: "Big brother! Eldest brother! There is something to say, the little brother has eyes and doesn't know Mount Tai, and he collided with you, and the little brother apologized to you! You see that we are all martial arts practitioners, please spare me. ”

"Smack!" Chen Buwen's knife slapped on the face of the strong boxer again, as if he didn't hear what he was saying, and still said lukewarmly: "Five taels of silver." ”

Half of the strong boxer's face was red, and the corners of his eyes trembled: "Big brother, I was wrong!" Big brother, I didn't bring so much money, I just have dozens of dollars, can I give it all to you. ”

"Smack!" It's still a knife face, and it's still a lukewarm sentence: "Five taels of silver." Chen Buwen's eyes didn't flicker at all, like a cold-blooded madman. Zhang Zhen watched from the sidelines and felt that this madness was quite happy.

The strong boxer seemed to suddenly give birth to the fierceness of the fish dying and the net was broken, and his body struggled up violently a few times, but Chen Buwen's feet were extremely stable. Seeing that the struggle was fruitless, the strong boxer scolded: "There is a kind of you who killed Lao Tzu!" Lao Tzu is a member of the Black Tiger Gang! You definitely died worse than Lao Tzu! Come on! Do it! Hack me! ”

Zhang Zhen laughed, this strong boxer jumped off the wall in a hurry, and even the Black Tiger Gang was pulled out. The Black Tiger Gang is indeed a very powerful gang in Tongyu City, and Zhang Zhen's noodle restaurant is the territory of the Black Tiger Gang. Zhang Zhen, a member of the Black Tiger Gang, has seen a lot, and even the gang leader Zhao Laohu has had a few encounters, but he has really never heard of this one in front of him.

"Smack!" "Five taels of silver."

The strong boxer completely collapsed, and a big man with a very strong figure actually cried, occasionally mixed with the sound of snot, and howled miserably: "Brother! I was really wrong! You don't want to fight, can you......"

Chen Buwen swung the machete again.

"Did you have a good fight?" A lazy voice rang out.

Zhang Zhen followed the sound and looked over and saw the thin boxer slowly getting up from the chair. Since Zhang Zhen went up to the second floor, he hasn't spoken, and he didn't interfere at all in the previous fight, just sat quietly on the chair like a bystander, making it easy to ignore his existence.

The thin boxer looks white and clean, and his height is also very ordinary, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and he has a kind of temperament. He didn't pay any attention to his companion who was screaming and crying like a pig, and just looked at Chen Buwen quietly.

Chen Buwen also looked at him and frowned slightly.

"Isn't it cool?" The thin boxer asked again, and continued with a smile: "If it's cool, let's discuss how to solve this matter." My brother really doesn't look like words, even if he scolds, he still slaps the table and smashes the bench, you see the beef, and the wine, it's all wasted, what a pity! It really should be hit. But...... What are the conditions you proposed~ patted his conscience and said, five taels of silver, not to slander people, is worth this money. ”

As he spoke, he squatted down and stared at the table that had fallen to the ground, smacking his lips and saying, "Look at the staggered texture of the wood, the fine and uniform structure, well, there is a clear aroma when you smell it, this is rosewood, right?" The shopkeeper is a kind man, and five taels of silver will be less. ”

"It's just five taels." Chen Buwen looked at him coldly, still saying in a lukewarm tone.

The thin boxer sighed lightly, but his expression was still lazy, and said, "To tell you the truth, we don't have so much money, and we have stripped our bodies all over our bodies, and thirty dollars are worth the sky." If you don't see if this will work, you can pay me five taels of silver, and then call the chick just now and play with me for two days. Originally, you insisted on five taels, I want you to give five taels of silver and it's over, but that chick is really handsome, like a cabbage, I haven't read a book, and I don't know how to describe it, it's handsome! Unforgettable at first sight! I'll take it out for two days, and I'll pay you back when the time comes. ”

After speaking, he didn't pay attention to Chen Buwen anymore, turned his head and waited for Zhang Zhen's reply very sincerely, no joke at all.

"Sick!" Chen Buwen squeezed out two words from his mouth, grabbed the machete and nailed it to the ground, slightly arched his body and rushed towards the thin boxer, kicking horizontally.

The skinny boxer seemed to panic, hurriedly raised his left arm to block, and stumbled and almost fell. He stood up again, dusted off his sleeves, looked at Chen Buwen with gloomy eyes, and praised: "Not bad, yes, a good seedling." ”

Chen Buwen was suddenly enraged and scolded "looking for death"! Rush up again.

But Chen Buwen only took the first step to seize the opportunity, and the offensive and defensive sides immediately reversed. The thin boxer put away his hippie smile, and his body suddenly burst out with a domineering momentum, and after using his left elbow to resist Chen Buwen's right fist, his right hand catapulted out almost at the same time, instantly hitting Chen Buwen's chest, and Zhang Zhen immediately heard Chen Buwen let out a muffled snort.

The thin boxer didn't give Chen Buwen a chance to breathe, and drove sideways along Chen Buwen's middle road, and swept Chen Buwen's head with a horizontal swing of his right elbow. Chen Buwen subconsciously shrank his neck and wanted to use the top of his head to meet the right elbow of the thin boxer, but who expected that the guy's left fist went up from where Chen Buwen's eyes couldn't reach, and hit Chen Buwen's soft abdomen, which was strong and heavy. Chen Buwen Dengden took two steps back, his upper body shrunk, his throat let out a retching sound, and his face was a little pale.

Before Chen Buwen could take two breaths, the thin boxer deceived him again, and his shot was still extremely fast, and he punched Chen Buwen in the face. Chen Buwen leaned back to dodge, but the thin boxer instantly turned his fist into a palm and slapped him in the chest.

The thin boxer's hands or palms or fists were like a storm, Chen Buwen retreated again and again, and was finally slapped down by a palm, and blood mist spewed out from his mouth.

At this time, the strong boxer who was lying on the ground stood up, wiped the blood on his face, took a breath and complained to the thin boxer: "Dongzi, you can fucking die if you shoot earlier, Lao Tzu was beaten so badly." ”

The thin boxer who called Dongzi ignored his companion's complaints, but raised his chin towards Chen Buwen and said lazily: "Eh! Brat! You okay? To be fair, you are quite resistant to beating, and you have a good body, you are really a good seedling, but it's a pity. Why don't you worship me as a teacher? After 180 years of training under my tutelage, I may be able to practice some way. ”

Chen Buwen spat bloodshot saliva, the look of cruelty in his eyes was even stronger, and he stood up.

But his body still couldn't help shaking, and then he coughed violently, and after he forcibly held his mouth back, blood spurted out of his nose. He reached out and wiped it off, clenching his fists and preparing to push it up again.

"Enough! Step! Let's stop it! Zhang Zhen, who was standing at the top of the stairs, shouted, and the blind could see that Chen Buwen was not a little bit worse than the thin boxer, and then it was tantamount to looking for death.

Chen Buwen stared at the lazy thin boxer in his eyes, as if he hadn't heard Zhang Zhen's words at all, maybe he hadn't taken Zhang Zhen, the shopkeeper, seriously all along.

The skinny boxer grinned, sticking out his scarlet tongue and licking his lower lip.

Chen Buwen snorted and waved his fist and rushed forward, but his movements were much slower than before. The thin boxer casually blocked Chen Buwen, grabbed his hair, and forcibly pressed his head down. Looking at the back of Chen Buwen's exposed neck, a trace of coldness flashed on the face of the thin boxer Hang'er Langdang, and his right hand was raised, standing like a knife.

Just as he was about to cut the knife, he suddenly noticed that something was wrong, and subconsciously stretched out his right hand to block. A figure rushed out of the spurs, grabbed him by the waist, and pushed him all the way out, knocking over the screen of flowers and birds in the private room, all the way to the wall.

Chen Buwen, who had escaped death, raised his head and looked at the shopkeeper Zhang, who was honest and harmless to people and animals on weekdays, like a mad tiger at this time, and his mouth was not only shouting, but he put the invincible thin boxer on the wall with a posture of dying together.

Chen Buwen's mouth opened slightly, and his face was incredulous.

He once practiced a little long boxing with a master, walked two rounds under the hands of the thin boxer, and also figured out the path of the thin boxer. The thin boxer makes what appears to be an extremely explosive close-quarters short fight, mixed with some grappling, and the fist never leaves the middle of the lane. Chen Buwen learned his fists and feet in general, but among his group of country brothers, he was famous for resisting fighting, but he didn't expect to fight with the thin boxer for only a moment, and at this moment he already felt stuffy in his chest, his intestines seemed to be twisted together, and the whole person couldn't stand steadily.

The power of the thin boxer's fists and feet can be seen.

Chen Buwen looked at Zhang Zhen, he didn't know how this mediocre man who had always been happy could suddenly burst out with such great strength, but he knew that fighting with a person of the level of a thin boxer was really sending him to death.

Chen Buwen took a breath, suppressed the smell of blood in his mouth, and wanted to rush up to help.

"Let's go! Hurry up and report to the police! Zhang Zhen put his head on the side of the thin boxer and shouted at Chen Buwen, with undoubted majesty in his tone.

Chen Buwen hesitated.

"If you don't want me to die, hurry up!" Zhang Zhen shouted again, and he could already feel a little out of strength in his voice.

The thin boxer's face began to show anger, and he twisted his body, changing his face from the side face against the wall to leaning back against the wall, facing Zhang Zhen's bowed back, and then raised his elbow and slashed down......

Chen Buwen gritted his teeth, ran a step and jumped directly from the staircase.