In a liquor store on Changsheng Street, a bustling crowd of people rushed to the warm fire inside. Xiao Er in the store bypassed a man who was in a hurry to get in to keep warm, the soju in his hand was slightly tilted, and a few drops of warm liquor spilled on the tray. He glanced at the man, cursed to himself, and slowly walked forward again. He cautiously held the wine vessel with his hand, for fear of being spilled again.

But the more he was afraid of something, the more he came. A huge black figure in front of him suddenly stood up from his seat and walked forward, his extremely tall figure almost covering the entire shopkeeper. The person who came suddenly shook the folds on his sleeves and went straight through Xiao Er, but Xiao Er only cared about the extremely heavy anger of this person, and his feet suddenly walked away, and the soju he was holding in his hand was scattered all over the ground.

The old man in the big hat glanced back, then walked towards the counter. And the shopkeeper's mood was like being slapped in the face, and he hurriedly knelt down to pick up the broken dregs, and his back clip was already wet.

"That's how you kid serves wine?" The big man who was getting closer and closer stomped on Xiao Er's head and pressed it to the ground.

"Guest...... Sir! Xiao Er's face was covered with porcelain slag when he was pressed to the ground, and the blood had already spilled and scattered, "Master...... This man! Not small...... It's not a small one! ”

The noisy people suddenly froze, their eyes intentionally or unintentionally glanced at the shopkeeper who was lying on the ground, and their eyes were more excited, because they had a lively scene to watch. The shopkeeper standing at the counter was already scared stupid, he had never seen the world, and running a wine shop was only a temporary lack of enthusiasm, and this kind of small wine shop could not withstand this kind of toss.

"I guess this kid is going to die......" someone lowered his voice.

"No...... He won't, he's a slippery loach. Someone scoffed.

Dahan raised his foot slightly, giving Xiao Er a chance to speak, "You didn't do it?" Tell me about it...... Who is it? ”

"This ......" Xiao Er's voice choked, trembling and pointing to the old man standing by the counter, "It's him...... It was he who hit me. ”

Everyone's eyes followed the direction that Xiao Er pointed, staring at the two people there, the extremely tall old man who was dressed in a big coat, and the boy who was smiling. It's a pair that feels extremely inappropriate. The big man looked at the two of them for a long time, and slowly retracted the foot that was stepping on the head of the shopkeeper.

"It's clever, but it's to survive...... That's what they do. An idler who was drinking looked at it and took a sip of phlegm.

"Old man, are you delaying Lao Tzu's drinking?" The big man looked the old man up and down, but he couldn't see any clues, which made him a little weird, and there was a slight chill on his back.

"Don't you have eyes?" The smiling boy squinted at him, and the folding fan in his hand closed together with a "swish".

"You!" The big man was stunned for a moment, and slammed his fist on the desk, the wooden platform that had been in disrepair for a long time was already rotten, and with just one blow, it was heavily dented, "I am looking for ...... death"

The shopkeeper shrank in the innermost place, trying to find someone to report to the official outside, and he suddenly regretted opening such a wine shop, and the spare money saved should have bought a real piece of land to plant.

"Your Excellency...... How do you want to solve it? The old man spoke coldly, his voice like the deep roar of a beast.

The big man took another closer look at the old man, and as soon as he met his eyes, he looked away in a hurry. He was amazed at the eyes that he dared not look at directly, like the fangs of a beast buried deep in them, ready to pounce and tear him to pieces.

"Since it's not the reason for the two," he hissed, "I won't disturb the two of you yet." ”

"Please." The old man turned his head away without looking at him, and the boy next to him was still laughing, as if he was looking at a pariah......

The big man put his hands behind his back and slowly retreated. But at this time, a man who was drinking roared, and then shut up, and it was the big man who glared at him. Something came out of the dim candle flame.

"Give me death!" In an instant, the retreating big man suddenly jumped up, and the short knife buried in his waist was pulled out by him and stabbed the old man's neck, "In this wine shop, there are not many people who dare to disrespect me, you are the first!" ”

Brother Gongzi suddenly stopped smiling, and his eyes changed from contempt to pathetic. The big man's jumping figure was stunned, he couldn't guess what this boy's expression meant, and he didn't have a chance to guess.

There was a terrible sound of the scabbard being opened, and the old man suddenly spread the big sheath on his waist, and from the moment he held the saber, he was the hunter! In just a moment, the big man's head was in a different place.

"Boy, get paid for the drink." He shook off the blood stains on the blade, the whites of his ivory eyes rolled, and he glanced at Brother Gongzi lightly.

"Am I buying for you old man again?" Brother Gongzi was stunned for a moment, and put the ten gold baht on the desk with a bitter face.

Everyone looked at the dead villain in front of them in a daze, no one moved up, they were still reminiscing about the reality of the knife just now, and the majestic knife momentum hidden. I don't know who gasped, but everyone reacted, and hurriedly stepped over the table and chairs to clean up the body of the wicked man, lest the follow-up officials come and blame them. The people who have been here all the year round are not upright people, but they are all idlers who have nothing to do and black and white infernal people.

When they approached the counter, they found that the shopkeeper was also dead, and a knife in his neck had fiercely cut his neck vein, and the blood gushing out of the uneven ground was overflowing, and they were shocked to see the almost perfect flat incision, and there was no sound for a long time. And the frightening old and young have already left the wine shop.

"I told you, this guy is a slippery loach."

"But he's dead now." I don't know who muttered.

Everyone wondered where this master came from and stayed in this alley. Thinking about it like this, I was relieved that this villain, who was once quite a head and face, was killed. Nature, I like to watch the lively idlers, chattering and whispering, this wicked man died unjustly! It's not unjust to die......

Yongran turned around and glanced at the wine shop that was drifting away, and he was a little unsatisfied.

"Ten gold baht, will it be too little?"

"For them, these ten gold baht are enough," the old man said, covering his hood, and his voice was cold, "Incompetent shopkeepers don't deserve more money." ”

"That money will be divided, right?"

"No, it won't be cleaned," the old man glanced at Yongran, "it's being swallowed alone." The villain is the head and face of this wine shop, he is dead, and the rest of the people are without shackles, and they will only fight like a brainless beast. In the end, there was only one person left. ”

Yongran opened the folding fan again, and slowly watched the lights of the street in front of him. Changsheng Street is not so boring. Gradually, he laughed again, for he saw a beautiful woman in the small building not far away, with picturesque eyes. The heat in his heart burned again, and his pace quickened a little. Since ancient times, he has been a talented man, and he is a suave prince, how can he not love beauties?

"We've got to go back." The old man said suddenly.

Yongran was stunned in place, "Where to go back?" ”

"Yong'an, there's someone we have to meet there."

"What are you doing in that place!" Yongran was shocked, but forgot to look at the beauty in his picture again.

"Yan Yitu's way, I can't guess it slowly, maybe we are just chess pieces." The old man's voice was low, "So I need to raise my identity to the chess player again and hold him firmly in the palm of my hand!" ”

"So...... When we go back to the place where we are enemies, what kind of people are we going to meet? Yongran was a little confused.

"A tiger."

"Tigers?" Yongran paused, thoughtful, as if he had guessed something.