Mu Zifeng saw that the old shopkeeper had eaten for a long time, and there was nothing unusual, so he returned to his seat, picked up the wine glass, and began to eat the wine. Seeing the situation, Fat Jia directly poured half a plate of mutton into the bowl. Even Zhao Zichuan, the son-in-law, was very hungry and thirsty because he had been walking for a day, and he couldn't take care of the image of the eldest young master, so he feasted on it.

The three of them were eating happily, and suddenly, an old man in a black robe rushed into the lobby, he looked left and right, as if he was looking for something, and actually got under Mu Zifeng's seat at once.

"Dare to love this person is a pangolin, and he will drill when he sees a hole?" Jia Fatzi threw down the leg of mutton in his hand and looked at Mu Zifeng blankly.

Seeing that the old man got under their table, Mu Zifeng also bent down and looked at the old man, he didn't know if he didn't see it, he was startled when he saw it, this old man was actually an old man who told his fortune before, but isn't he a blind man, why are his eyes getting better again now?

"What are you ......," Mu Zifeng asked suspiciously.

"Shhh, Childe but borrow it from the bottom of the table, but after a while, the old man will definitely leave when he is out of danger." The old way is like garlic.

The old way really surprised Mu Zifeng, he thought: "Aren't you tormenting me at your age?" I just wanted to help the old man up, but I heard heavy footsteps from far and near, as if a group of people had poured into the lobby.

Sitting back on his seat, Mu Zifeng really saw seven or eight more strong men in the inn, each with a scabbard hanging from his waist, like a sharp blade, and he looked like a ruffian.

Walking in the front was the spirited, white-haired old man in clothes, who angrily pushed away the smiling face to greet the old shopkeeper, and waved his hand to the left and right men.

Seeing the old man Dongying, Mu Zifeng remembered what he had seen and heard on Sifang Street, and a spirit reacted, wasn't he the old man Dongying who bought parallel goods on Sifang Street? It must have been this old man who also sold some parallel goods to the old man Dongying, so he was chased and killed by them.

After the Dongying people made a wave of their hands, those strong men immediately jumped up and down as if they had received an order, rummaging through the boxes and cabinets in the store, and searched around. They acted very rudely, throwing the tableware and chopsticks benches in the store to the ground, and the sound of broken porcelain was loud.

The most distressing thing is the old shopkeeper, he runs up and down, in a dilemma, and shouts "Oops, oops!" "On the one hand, I feel sorry that the guys in the store have been damaged, and on the other hand, I feel that these people can't be provoked.

But those people cried out in pain to the old shopkeeper as if they hadn't heard it, and still showed a fierce and vicious look, and ignored the old shopkeeper at all.

"How can this be true? Yaxing, who dares to disturb the fat man's dinner! When Fat Jia saw Dongyingren's subordinates, he made chickens and dogs jump, and just wanted to stand up and have a seizure, but was forcibly held down by Mu Zifeng.

"Don't worry, fatty, we'll wait and see!" Mu Zifeng said in a low voice.

"Brother Feng, it's the Crocodile Gang!" At this time, Zhao Zichuan came up and pointed with his finger.

Following Zhao Zichuan's gestures, Mu Zifeng found that most of the people searching were wearing white short coats and tattoos of the Crocodile Gang on their necks, but one of them was wearing a black short coat, which was very conspicuous and looked quite familiar.

"Isn't that a 'black coat'? It's really a narrow road. Zhao Zichuan said angrily: "He used to sell people, but now he is a traitor, and he is working for Dongying people?" ”

The Crocodile Gang is bullying and dominating the market on weekdays, and now the dog is even more lawless. As soon as the shopkeeper who served the food entered the lobby, he saw such a scene, he just asked a little more, and then he was slapped twice in a "black short coat", and his face was instantly swollen like a mountain bag.

"I must have received money from Dongying people to help him do something!" Mu Zifeng "hummed" and cast a disdainful glance at the "black short coat".

In the blink of an eye, the people of the Crocodile Gang searched Mu Zifeng and their table. It just so happened that the "black short coat" recognized Zhao Zichuan, was startled at first, and then let out a sneer.

"Master Zhao, came to this barren mountain to find a girl?" The "black short coat" squinted and mocked: "In this place, there are many jackals, tigers and leopards, and they are eaten, and they can't even find the bones!" ”

"Hey, you're only allowed to come with a cheap embryo, and the master can't come?" Zhao Zichuan vividly interpreted the rogue atmosphere of Brother Gongzi: "Let me tell you, dead fat man, the master is hard, even if a ghost comes, he will eat your big black pig first!" ”

Zhao Zichuan's words aroused the anger of the "black short coat", and he forcibly pressed down his anger, because the most important thing now is to find that old way.

"I ask you, do you see an old man in his 70s, dressed as a Taoist?" "Black Short Coat" shouted viciously: "The people of Dongying want to trouble him, you have to see it, acquaintances, hurry up, or you will regret it!" ”

"Haha, I didn't see it! But something else was found! Zhao Zichuan stroked his hand and laughed at the sky.

"What's that?" "Black short coat" stared at Mu Zifeng's face and asked.

"A dog!" Zhao Zichuan picked up a chopstick, pointed to the "black short coat" and said with a smile: "A black dog with human power!" ”

"Grandma, you dare to scold grandpa like this, it's really Tai Sui's head breaking ground!" The "black short coat" couldn't hold back any longer, he was going to think about taking the opportunity to teach Zhao Zichuan and the others a lesson, but he didn't expect to be insulted by them, he was angry, and took advantage of the Dongying people's order in his hand, so he raised his arms and directly knocked down Mu Zifeng's dining table.

In the eyes of the "black short coat", the Dongying people are a powerful force, and the government of the Republic of China does not dare to provoke them easily, so what do Zhao Zichuan and others dare to do?

"Oops, so you're here, old thing." After the table was overturned, the trembling old man appeared in front of the "black short coat", and the "black short coat" had a long temper, as if he had found evidence. He showed his black and yellow teeth at Zhao Zichuan and the others: "You really harbor the old way, see how we will clean you up later!" ”

After speaking, the "black short coat" stretched out his left hand to lift the old road up, but he was cold and unprepared, and a more powerful big hand pressed the left arm of the "black short coat".

"You didn't eat well yet, so you dared to flip the table, I think you ate the bear's heart and leopard gall." Jia Fatzi saw that the "black short coat" overturned the table, and immediately became angry, and gently used the stunt of wrestling - the flying ape crossed the mountain, only to see that one hand grabbed the shoulder of the "black short coat", bent over slightly, and a giant ape bent his spine, and threw the "black short coat" out with strength.

"Boom", with a loud bang, the "black short coat" smashed on a table like a boulder, and the table was instantly crushed. The "black short coat" even broke his head and bled out, humming on the ground.

"Oh, ancestors, don't fight anymore, the small shop has a small profit, and it can't stand the toss!" When the old shopkeeper saw that he had destroyed another table, he stomped his feet in distress.

"You are not as fat as a fat man, and you are even weaker than you are weak!" Jia Fatzi clapped his hands neatly, didn't listen to the old shopkeeper's complaints at all, and cursed disdainfully at the "black short coat".

Those "white short coats" saw that the 'black short coats' had fallen strong and suffered a big loss, so they all pulled out a white dangling Dongying knife from the scabbard on their waists, and slashed towards the Tianling cover of Mu Zifeng and the others.

"Fatty, good." Mu Zifeng shouted praise at Jia Fatzi's origin, and before the words fell, he sideways dodged the head-on slash of a Dongying knife. The man slashed into the air, and the force made him unable to hold back his steps, and rushed straight behind Mu Zifeng.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Mu Zifeng turned around and made a roundabout kick, hitting the back of the man's head, only to hear a muffled snort, and the man planted straight forward with a knife.

"To deal with these thieves, the fat man is too lazy to use his gun." Seeing that Mu Zifeng had knocked down another person, Jia Fatzi was not afraid of the large number of them, picked up the bench, and smashed the heads and legs of these ruffians one by one.

"Fatty, the bench is so good!" Mu Zifeng also picked up the bench, which was more than three feet three inches long, especially the forked legs, which just resisted the sharp Dongying knife. Because the Toei knife is often cut over, sometimes it gets stuck on the wooden board of the bench, and it can't be pulled out.

And taking advantage of the opportunity, Mu Zifeng flew up and gave them a leg, let them float in the air for a while, and then land freely, sleeping with the furniture that was wilfully smashed by them before.

While smashing, Mu Zifeng recited some words in his mouth: "Be a dogleg to the Dongying people, do you remember your ancestors, the knife is used to kill the Dongying people who bully my Chinese people, you actually dare to knife your own people, you deserve to be served by the master's bench!" ”

Seeing Mu Zifeng and Jia Fatzi smashing happily, Zhao Zichuan also learned to dance on the bench. Mu Zifeng and Jia Fatzi have been practicing martial arts since they were children, and they don't talk about it anymore, Zhao Zichuan has no martial arts, so he naturally fights very bluntly.

"Brother Chuan, you come closer to me." Mu Zifeng beckoned Zhao Zichuan to come over, so that he could take care of him.

But Zhao Zichuan's danger had already happened, and a Dongying knife was inserted into the bench that Zhao Zichuan had picked up, and it was about to stab Zhao Zichuan in the chest.

"Brother Chuan......" Mu Zifeng shouted, trying his best to protect Zhao Zichuan, but it was too late.

At that critical moment, I could only hear a series of screams of "ahhhhh

The first scream was "white short coat", and the second scream was the old shopkeeper, who thought his head had fallen off, but in fact his head was still there.

The Dongying knife was nailed to the wooden door of the lobby.

Zhao Zichuan let out a long sigh, just now thanks to Jia Fatzi's timely rescue, there was no blood staining the lobby, and he was not injured in the slightest.

"Thank you, fat man." Zhao Zichuan arched his hand and showed rare politeness.

"Young Master Chuan, you don't have to make a move, with my fat master here, I will protect you." After speaking, Jia Fatzi roared, jumped up directly on the ground, a hungry tiger pounced, and smashed the bench on the head of a "white short coat", the bench was broken in half, and the head of the "white short coat" also bloomed, and the blood flowed.

Within a quarter of an hour, all the horses of the Crocodile Gang were lying on the ground crying and calling for their fathers.