The dining hall was silent for a moment, and then the black and white snakes laughed loudly.

It seems that when I heard the funniest joke of the year, the tears and snot of laughter came out together, the distorted faces were squeezed together, and the mouths just couldn't close.

Their laughter was shrill and piercing, as ugly as fingernails scraping glass.

Cheng Ming frowned, shook his head, grabbed the big pipe with his backhand and swung it out directly.

The big pipe arcs towards a huge baseball bat and rushes towards the target with a strong wind.

The bat stopped suddenly, the wind screamed, and the large plates and dishes were swept out like pieces of paper, slamming into the wall, shattering and smashing into a honeycomb hole in the plank.

The clothes of the black and white snakes were so messy that the cloak was torn off, revealing the dark and slippery tight-fitting clothes inside.

The sudden stop of the attack was because there was suddenly one more person under Cheng Ming's big pipe, a lone wolf with a straight body, his whole body was lonely and wild, and he seemed to be ready to fight at any time. And the most striking thing is the sword stuck in his waist.

"Is your head worth fifty taels of silver?"

The onlookers had panic and incredulity in their eyes, the eyes of the black and white snakes were angry and incredulous, and the tall Cheng Ming confronted him with a big pipe, his heavy blade in his hand without a trace of trembling, and a trace of disdain in his eyes. Behind him are a middle-aged man with bright eyes and a bearded man.

In the middle was a small boy of thin stature, wild and stubborn, with a sword, his eyes fixed on the black and white snakes, and he paid no attention to the large pipe that stopped next to his head.

The white snake looked at Cheng Ming angrily, looked at the young man again, and sneered: "You want to buy my head? Or do you want to grab a package with your piece of iron? ”

The young man said, "I'm going to sell you fifty taels of your head!"

"Sell it to me?"

"That's right, because I don't want a package, I don't want a head."

"So you're here to compete with me?"

The boy said, "Yes." ”

Cheng Ming shook his head, according to their way of speaking, it would not be finished for a while.

He suddenly withdrew his big pipe and slammed it on the ground, but without much force, the ground still shattered like a spider's web, and with a bang, everyone felt their feet tremble.

Cheng Ming said: "Leave the silver, get out and fight!" ”

Everyone looked at the ground in surprise, the black and white snakes were frightened in their eyes, and the middle-aged man was a little stunned, and a touch of surprise flashed in the young man's eyes.

The young man turned around and looked at Cheng Ming.

Cheng Ming didn't pay attention to it, frowned and said, "This is the third time I've said, leave the silver and go out to fight!" ”

The black and white snakes were furious, and the two of them drew their swords at the same time, and their bodies slid forward, besieging them left and right like two snakes.

Bite!

The two swords crossed and slashed at Cheng Ming's necks on both sides, and apart from making a metallic sound, even Bai Dao'er didn't cut out one.

Facing the surprised faces of the two, Cheng Ming twisted his neck and said with a cruel smile: "Sure enough, no one will listen to you if you talk well in this plane!" ”

Two big hands reached out at the same time, grabbed the neck of the black and white snake together, and twisted it slightly, and the neck had already become a strange shape.

Grabbing his neck, he shook it up and down twice, and a money bag rolled out of everyone's arms and fell to the ground.

Cheng Ming waved his backhand, and the two corpses, like meteors, flew out of the door curtain and landed in the snow fifty meters away, and disappeared.

No one spoke in the cafeteria, and everyone was cautious, for fear that Cheng Ming would call the police again.

The young man didn't say a word, his eyes stared at Cheng Ming tightly.

The bearded man stood in front of the middle-aged man with vigilance in his eyes.

Pick up two money bags with your toes, throw them all to the shopkeeper who is shrunk under the table, and say: "In addition to the compensation here, the rest will be given to me to eat, wine, meat and food are not taboo, when the flowing water table is served, don't let the cook rest!" Little Er, come and clean up for me! ”

Xiao Er jumped up, promised to get the dustpan, hugged the things on Cheng Ming's table, and wiped them with a burlap repeatedly, before giving up.

"Hey, it turns out that the two soft swords also fell."

There were also two soft swords at his feet, and he picked them up casually, touched them, and sure enough, they were soft iron, and holding the hilt of the sword felt similar to holding a tape measure.

With a flick of his fingers, the sword body snapped, and it was directly broken in half, and the stubble was uneven.

"What!"

Cheng Ming picked up the broken sword, nested it in a ball, pinched it twice in his hand, and threw it out of the door.

And the rest of the white software will be destroyed.

The middle-aged man suddenly pressed his hand on the sword and sighed: "The sword of the Blue Blood Twin Snake is the only two soft swords in the rivers and lakes, each sword is worth at least a thousand taels of silver, wouldn't it be a pity to destroy it?" ”

Cheng Ming said: "You don't use a sword, it's a pity!" ”

"I don't need it, but someone can use it."

"Okay, I've got you!"

The middle-aged man was slightly stunned, nodded and said, "Okay, then I'll ask for it, I'll invite you to drink!" ”

The two guys passed by with a bitter face carrying Zhuge Lei's body with a door panel, Cheng Ming looked at the yellow cloth bag on the table, threw it on the corpse casually, and said, "Bury this garbage piece!" ”

The guy agreed, and his eyes lit up.

With so many people robbing it, there may be something good inside, and if Seong loses his horse, he doesn't know if it's a blessing.

Many people's eyes moved with the yellow cloth bag, and when they saw the guy going out, they actually hulala and went out several times.

"It's priceless, and you just threw it away?"

"It's not mine, what are you looking for him?" Cheng Ming said as a matter of course.

The middle-aged man was silent.

Suddenly, he said behind him, "You robbed me of fifty taels of silver." ”

Cheng Ming didn't look back, but said lightly: "Business will inevitably fail, just get used to it." ”

"I said okay, invite someone else to drink. When you say it, you have to do it. ”

"It's my business!"

The young man walked over, stared at Cheng Ming tightly, and said, "Then is your head worth fifty taels of silver?" ”

Cheng Ming was dumbfounded: "What a coincidence, my head is worth fifty taels of silver, you help me cut off my head, and I will give you fifty taels." ”

"Good!"

The good word has not fallen, and the sword has been unsheathed.

The sword that was originally inserted in his waist suddenly hit Cheng Ming's neck, and the sword body had bent and became a bow, but the tip of the sword was not inserted at all.

Cheng Ming smiled: "Is your strength too small, or is it that you have found the wrong position and will give you another chance?" ”

The young man's hand shook, and the tip of the sword pierced Cheng Ming's eyeball, and the bow shape was even more exaggerated, but Cheng Ming's black pupils were still staring at him, and there seemed to be mockery in his eyes.

The middle-aged man was taken aback, and then said with a wry smile: "Ah Fei, don't try it, unless your sword suddenly turns into a divine sword that cuts gold and jade, you won't be able to earn these fifty taels of silver today." ”