At the dining table, Da Hei saw the thin-faced monkey coming out of nowhere to grab its buns, hurriedly put his two front paws on the table, stretched out his long tongue and quickly licked the remaining buns in this drawer one by one.

The thin-faced monkey frowned slightly, grabbed another bun, rubbed it on the cuffs in disgust, and was about to stuff it into his mouth. Mu Tu suddenly said: "My dog has eaten, and he licked the bun again, you can't wipe it clean like that, you should peel off the skin and eat it again." ”

"Vomit, vomit......"

The skinny-faced monkey was holding the bun, and his face was swollen and flushed.

"You, you!"

He swept the table viciously, knocking over the drawer of buns stained with big black saliva and hitting the ground.

The owner of the steamed bun shop heard the movement and hurriedly put down the work at hand and rushed over.

"Big brother, don't make trouble, this is the example money of this week's filial piety to the Blood River Gang in the bun shop, you quickly collect it and say hello to your boss for me."

The owner of the bun shop grabbed the skinny monkey and stuffed the money bag into his arms.

After the thin-faced monkey saw the money, he temporarily suppressed his anger, sat opposite the wooden slaughter like a leper, counted the fifty silver coins in the money bag, and then glared at the boss and reprimanded: "Get out of the way, it's none of your business here." ”

The boss lowered his eyebrows and smiled pleasing to the side: "Brother of the Blood River Gang, you are angry, I will give you a drawer of the best steamed buns when you are hungry, you must not make trouble for customers anymore, otherwise Xiao Lao'er's business is not good, and he will not be able to pay the example money next week." ”

"Don't fucking cry miserably, this is no longer a matter of buns or buns."

The skinny-faced monkey stared at Mu Tu and leaned forward: "Since you kid deliberately disgusted uncle, then I still have to eat your buns today." ”

As he spoke, he reached out to pull the steamed bun in front of Mutu, and when he found that everyone was watching him, his heart became even stronger, and he felt more faced.

Mu Tu's face turned cold, and he pressed the hand stretched out by the thin-faced monkey, and grabbed a chopstick in his right hand.

Fast, ruthless, steady!

The force of 500 catties makes the tip of the bamboo chopsticks pass through the palm of the hand and submerge into the table.

"Ah!!h

The screams were sharp and piercing, and could be heard across the street within a radius of dozens of meters.

The skinny monkey stood up from the bench violently, wanting to withdraw his hand, but he pulled the bamboo chopsticks, and instantly gasped in pain, not daring to move.

"Tick, tick!"

Bright red blood dripped from the table, splashing red flowers on the ground.

Seeing the lively diners scattering in panic, the boss drove away the wooden slaughter with a panicked face. "Young man, hurry up, don't come to Qingshi Town in the near future, otherwise you will be thrown into the river by the Blood River Gang to feed the fish."

Mu Tu waved his hand indifferently, glanced back at the thin-faced monkey with a smile, made a neck-cutting gesture at him, and then walked out of the bun shop with Da Hei without hurry.

Since his adventure, Mu Tu's temper has grown.

When you encounter some cats and dogs, you no longer have to be willing to suffer losses as before.

In the main market, Mu Tu found a tooth and paid him some commission, and rented a courtyard in the southern part of the town for eight gold coins a month.

This house, about 100 square meters, the master bedroom and the guest room occupy half of the area, with a small kitchen of more than ten square meters on the side, there is a path in the middle leading to the door, and on the other side of the path is a vegetable garden overgrown with wild grass, and he was pleasantly surprised that there is a pressure well next to it.

Mu Tu paid half a year's rent at one time, cleaned the weeds and washed the walls in the afternoon, and then went out to buy furniture, which cost a dozen gold coins scattered and scattered.

In the evening, Mu Tu stretched out, closed the gate and took a shower directly in the courtyard.

I changed into my newly bought clothes, dried my hair with a towel, and let go of my voice and shouted, "Dahei, Dahei, I'm back, go down to the restaurant." ”

In the afternoon, Mu Tu was busy cleaning up his new home, and Da Hei was not idle, urinating around the corner of the road within a radius of 100 meters, looking around for any young and beautiful female dogs around.

Originally, because he didn't smell the smell of the and was listless, but when he heard that the master was going to take it down to the restaurant, he instantly had a spirit, and he ran over with two "Wang" sounds.

Qingshi Town is mainly divided into four districts: east, west, north and south, plus a middle market.

The Lingwu Academy that Mu Tu had in mind was actually not in the downtown area of the town, but was located at the foot of Tiannan Mountain on the periphery of the Southern District.

The location of his new home is good, you can come to Lingwu Academy in half an hour to the north, and you can reach the downtown area in the south in 20 minutes to the south.

With Da Hei, I casually found a barbecue restaurant to sit down, and directly ordered a roast chicken and ten catties of beef.

While eating, Mu Tu found that there was a dwarf sneaking outside the door, always glancing at this side from time to time, and raising his vigilance at the moment.

Ten catties of beef and a roast chicken cost Mu Tu a total of three gold coins, which made him have the urge to open a restaurant.

Waiting for Da Hei to lick the last bit of beef residue, Mu Tu's eyes were cold, and he walked towards home quietly.

"Did you really keep up? Look for death! ”

Mu Tu asked Da Hei to go to the front, and he fished the stalker behind him without being fast or slow.

Strangely, until he closed the door, the dwarf did not show up to find fault.

"Hey! Looks like I'm going to have a hard night's sleep. ”

As the sun sets, the sky is half red like a fire.

Gradually, the night closes, and the frogs chirp.

When it was completely dark, Mu Tu turned into a couch, took out his revolver, and stared at the door.

He knew that there would be guests coming to the door tonight, so he only left the wooden door open.

After more than ten minutes, Dahei walked around restlessly and shouted at the wall.

Mu Tu stood up, looked at the few black shadows on the wall and said, "Brother? The door is unlocked. ”

The leading man seemed to be a little surprised, jumped off the wall, and pushed the door back in.

By the dim light of the fire, Mu Tu found the skinny monkey in the crowd.

There were three of them, the first of them was a strong man, and the other was a short man who followed him in the evening.

Casually shooting and breaking one of the legs of the thin-faced monkey, Mu Tu pointed the muzzle of the gun at the sturdy man again, and said in a gentle voice: "I don't know if this good man came to visit late at night, what advice do you have?" ”

Seeing the thin-faced monkey fall to the ground and howl in pain, the man crouched down and gave him a hand knife in the neck.

In the darkness, he slowly raised his head, looked at the wooden butcher dressed as a green grass monster, and said sonorously: "Your gun...... Doesn't hit me. ”

Mu Tu's heart suddenly changed, and he immediately regained his calm: "Then you can try." ”

The sturdy man stood up and said unusually calmly: "This time I blame my subordinates for being clumsy and offending the nobles, but I think you are at most in the spirit gathering realm, even if you have a gun in your hand, you can't beat me." ”

"Huh!" Mu Tu sneered, and the gun in his hand tightened.

"Don't believe it, I'm not afraid of you, I'm just in awe of your background energy."

The sturdy man turned to leave, and the dwarf followed closely behind the fainted skinny monkey.

Not everyone can own a pistol, and there are only a handful of people in Bluestone Town who are qualified to wear it.

The hardcover man has made up many possibilities in his brain, but no matter what, it is not something that he, a person who messes around in the mud, can provoke at will.