"Okay—"

"Sliding shovel—"

"Circling the back—"

The crowd on Zhuangyuan Street was noisy, and a group of people shouted with red faces and red ears, directing two men to make moves.

The two people who singled out in the field, one was the master of the Hutai Street Martial Arts Hall, and the other was the 'Fanbang Envoy' who had just entered Beijing.

The people of Dayue have always been arrogant and martial, when eating in the restaurant, the master of the martial arts hall took a few more looks, never thought that the Gentile did not carry his tail to be a man, and asked, "What do you see?" And then things will take their course.

However, to the surprise of the surrounding people, this barbarian is really good, and he beat the martial arts master to defeat and retreat, and he is about to be unable to parry. The martial artist of Chang'an, Yangyang, was beaten down by a barbarian, and it was not a person's face that was lost, and the onlookers were naturally anxious, and those who had a little kung fu couldn't wait to go up by themselves.

The restaurant on the second floor of the street is in the private room facing the street. Hu Yanjie, the envoy of the White Desert Kingdom, sat on a stool in the window, looking at the battle situation below.

There were four people sitting in the private room, and the blue-eyed woman in red had a flat look in her eyes, oblivious to the scene outside.

The two men in Miao clothes next to him smiled playfully: "Chang'an is known as a million martial artists, and now it seems that it is nothing more than that, I can beat the people here by just a few Baiyue martial arts, and I don't know how the imperial court lost to Xu Lie back then." ”

'Nanyue' is the name of Dayue's side, and Baiyue, who was beaten as a lost dog, naturally cannot change the name of the country, just like the Northern Qi still calls itself Daqi.

Hu Yanjie sneered twice, and when he saw that the outcome was almost clear, he didn't have the meaning to look at it anymore, sat back at the table and said:

"The Dayue martial artists have always been above the top, thinking that my Baiyue rivers and lakes are all hidden in the ravines and ravines to rob the road, and even the Dayue court regards my Baiyue as a small country, which is that I have not suffered a loss for a long time."

The man next to him laughed twice: "If it weren't for their dogs' eyes and low eyes, where would we have the opportunity to come and cheat that reward." Just get a few pieces of fox skin ginseng, and get real money in exchange......"

Hu Yanjie raised his hand and stopped the man's words: "You can only leave Chang'an after the New Year, don't be so ostentatious if the money doesn't arrive." As he spoke, he looked at the blue-eyed woman opposite: "Zhongli Chuchu, your idea is really wonderful, I Hu Yanjie has been traveling south and north for more than ten years, and it is the first time that I know that I can earn money like this." ”

Zhong Lichu, who was covered with red veil, had a bit of sarcasm in his eyes: "Da Yue has always been like this, the officials are used to being comfortable, and they don't know how many catties and taels they have when they shout 'Heavenly Kingdom, Shangguan', Zhuya Island is thousands of miles away, they don't have the heart to verify, anyway, the emperor pays for the silver." ”

Hu Yanjie smiled: "If we come here once a year, what kind of rivers and lakes will we go, eat and drink well, load the gold and silver and put it on the car before leaving, and send someone out of the border gate, it feels like we are really an official." ”

"The officials are all hungry ghosts of the common people, what is so rare."

"That's just as well."

Hu Yanjie pondered for a while, and looked at Chang'an City, which is far more prosperous than the capital of Nanyue, which is a hundred times more prosperous: "Although the silver has been deceived, but we have more than thirty people, and there is not much down from a cent, why don't you take a job in Chang'an and make a fortune before leaving?" ”

Zhongli Chuchu snorted: "My share is indispensable, and the rest is up to you......"

While he was talking, a luxurious carriage stopped outside the restaurant, and the driver on it raised his hand to drive away the people who were blocking the road.

Hu Yanjie got up and stood at the window, raised his eyes to look, but saw the white-clothed man coming out of the carriage, peach blossom eyes, angular eyebrows, noble but elegant manners, and a vermilion wine gourd on his waist added a bit of prodigality.

"Heh—this man looks like a girl, a person who is better looking than a girl in Chuchu, it's the first time I've seen him."

Zhongli Chuchu's eyes were also attracted, and after a glance, he sneered: "Dayue's scholars are like this, they are girly, and they can't help but be weak......

"Wow-"

Before Zhongli Chuchu finished speaking, he saw the 'weak and windy' boy in white, his knees slightly bent and treaded on the edge of the car, and the four big horses pulling the car neighed at the same time, and the carriage shook visibly with the naked eye.

Then the man in white rose to the sky, forced past the bustling crowd, and smashed into the open space outside the restaurant, extremely violent but smooth, without even the slightest action to unload.

Zhongli Chuchu's words stopped abruptly, tilting his head slightly, and his green eyes were full of stunned.

Countless exclamations rang out on the streets. The two of them who fought privately were angry, and when they saw that someone was stirring up the situation, they couldn't help but say something and punched each other.

It's a pity that before the two of them raised their hands, they were pinched by the back collar of the man in white one by one, and touched it with both hands, and their heads knocked together with a muffled sound, and in an instant, quadriplegia fainted.

The man in white raised his hand and threw the two directly into the restaurant, turned around and left.

The onlookers were shocked, where did they dare to be in charge, and hurriedly made way for them.

"This guy is so arrogant, the people who beat us say let's go!"

The two men in the private room were furious and looked at Hu Yanjie, who was the leader.

Although most of the more than 30 people in their group are miscellaneous fish from the rivers and lakes that have been brought in indiscriminately, the four people sitting here are some famous masters in the rivers and lakes of South Vietnam, especially the 'blue-eyed scorpion Zhongli Chuchu', who has a high reputation among the young generation of South Vietnam, and it is naturally not bad for Hu Yanjie to be able to walk with him.

Hu Yanjie saw that his brothers were beaten, whether it was the rules of the rivers and lakes or the 'face of the envoys', it was impossible not to squeak, and when he patted the window edge of the restaurant:

"Boy, you ......"

The words are not finished.

The white-clothed man on the street didn't reply, so he threw it away.

Sa –

The sound of breaking wind was rapid.

A piece of silver pierced the sky with terrifying power and smashed directly into Hu Yanjie's door.

Hu Yanjie's pupils shrank slightly, his face changed greatly, and the scimitar behind his waist 'choked' out of the sheath to block in front of him.

I only heard a crisp sound of 'ding', and the scimitar was smashed and popped out of an arc.

Hu Yanjie's eyes were full of horror, and the whole person was shocked by the force and took three steps back before he stabilized, knocking the table behind him.

"Shhhh

There were three voices of cool air coming from the private room.

A few people turned their heads to look, and the white-clothed man untied the wine gourd on his waist, raised his head and poured a sip, jumped into the carriage while strolling, and disappeared into the carriage, not even bothering to turn his head back from beginning to end.

“……”

"Whose son is this?"

"Good handsome kung fu ......"

"What a chic......"

Whispering in the streets, watching the carriage, which was not rich or expensive, go away.

In the private room, Hu Yanjie held the silver ingot that had been smashed and deformed, cold sweat slid down his forehead, and he was relieved when the carriage disappeared from view:

"Who is this? It's unreasonable, I'm an envoy of Fanbang......"

Zhongli Chuchu stood up, poked his head out of the window and glanced at it a few times, before he snorted lightly:

"I can't mess with it."