As soon as I saw someone fighting in the restaurant, the whole building was in chaos.

"Bang~!" "Bang~!" Huang Xiaohao saw with his own eyes that as soon as the diners at the tables next to him saw someone fighting, they immediately pushed all the dishes and dishes on their table to the ground, and ran out of the restaurant with a smoke. It was a skillful stance, and it was obviously not the first time he had done something like this.

Huang Xiaohao didn't have time to think deeply, so he pushed the empty plates and plates on his table to the ground, and ran out of the restaurant behind everyone.

That's right, Huang Xiaohao escaped. He only has thirteen taels of silver on him, and it's just a few days' food money, so he can't escape the bill.

But looking at the circle of escape accomplices, he thought that he was not eating a bully meal. If a person evades the bill and does not pay the bill, he will naturally eat the overlord meal. But if a group of people evade the bill, it will not be called eating the overlord meal, because there must be a big wrongdoer to pay the general account.

This wronged boss is naturally one of the groups of people who are still fighting in the restaurant.

"I knew that Young Master Zan would be eating at this restaurant today, how about it? Listen to me! A well-fed diner picked his teeth and said triumphantly to his companions, "I've saved another meal." ”

"That's also people praise the young master's family for having money, what's the matter with you?" The companion next to him replied.

"In short, with Ryazan, the loser, we will be blessed."

"Shhhh The other pointed to the three people who were covered in scars and helped each other out of the restaurant.

Hearing this, a group of onlookers who fled orders also dispersed.

Huang Xiaohao stood not far from the restaurant with great interest and watched the excitement, only to see the three men who were beaten and injured out of the door of the restaurant, and a servant dressed as a swollen face and a red nose chased him out. A group of four people muttered not far from the door, and then the servant took a piece of silver to the three who were beaten, and waved them away.

"Alas, I lost money this time, and I don't know if I can buy bone-setting wine with this amount of money."

"What else do you say? Who told you to jump from the second floor? When the three injured people walked past Huang Xiaohao, they also let out a whining.

"Hmph, loser!" Not far from Huang Xiaohao's side, a middle-aged uncle with a red nose and a pockmarked face said uncomfortably.

Huang Xiaohao turned his head and saw the uncle using iron tongs to pinch a brick from the red-hot stove and dip it in cold water.

"Huh~!" With a bang, the uncle picked up the brittle brick and strode over to the servant.

Huang Xiaohao took a few steps closer, watched the uncle perform a one-handed "iron sand palm" kung fu of splitting bricks in front of the servant, and then threatened to go in to duel with the young master Ryazan inside, which frightened the servant and immediately took out money to buy the uncle.

After some bargaining, the "Iron Sand Palm" uncle successfully deceived five taels of silver from the servant.

Huang Xiaohao, who witnessed everything from beginning to end, couldn't help but feel sad for the young master Ryazan who had not yet been seen in the restaurant, and there was no one who was wronged by so many people.

After an unsightly transaction, the servant entered the restaurant to serve the young master who was dining, and the "Iron Sand Palm" uncle was happy to receive five taels of silver, and left the restaurant with a smile on his face.

Just as the uncle passed by Huang Xiaohao, he stretched out his hand and grabbed the uncle.

Huang Xiaohao casually picked up a brick from the ground and threw it into the arms of this puzzled uncle.

"Wait a minute, uncle, please see if there is anything wrong with this brick." Huang Xiaohao smiled and said kindly.

"What do you mean, Chief?" The uncle tried the brick in his hand and knew that the brick had not been manipulated as he had performed.

"There's no problem, right? Look closely. Seeing that the uncle had checked the performance props, Huang Xiaohao reached out and took the brick back into his hand.

"Drink~!" Learning from the uncle's posture of bluffing just now, Huang Xiaohao also performed a one-handed brick splitting in front of the uncle.

The stiff brick was broken into two under Huang Xiaohao's palm.

In the uncle's stunned expression, Huang Xiaohao put his reddened right hand behind his back with a light face.

After he washed the meridian and cut the marrow in the Creation Pool, he had already reached the limit of a mortal's physique, and his strength was almost twice that of an ordinary person, so splitting bricks with one hand was naturally not a problem. The only thing Huang Xiaohao didn't expect was that the effect of force was relative, and his palm that split bricks was now hot and painful. As a special soldier who has trained countless people, this pain is not a problem, but an otaku like Huang Xiaohao really has to grit his teeth to not show his stuff in front of others.

"Poor Dao is the thirty-seventh generation descendant of the Iron Master, I just saw it very clearly, you guy is pretending to be our Iron Master's person to cheat and make money there." Huang Xiaohao pretended to be angry and said to the frightened uncle.

"The Taoist chief is angry, and the Taoist is angry." Uncle was really. The name of the heir of the iron sand palm was frightened, and he reached out and took out the five taels of silver from his arms, and held it in both hands and sent it to Huang Xiaohao, "The little one doesn't know the real person in person, and he is offended for a while." This silver was taken as an apology, and he also asked the Taoist chief to forgive his sins and forgive the little one for his confusion this time. ”

"Hmph~! Forget it this time. Huang Xiaohao immediately took the ingot of silver and put it in his pocket, and then said with a serious face, "Next time, if you bump into you using the name of the iron sand palm to deceive people, don't blame me for being ruthless." ”

"Understand, the little ones don't dare anymore." The uncle bowed to Huang Xiaohao again, and seeing that he had no intention of stopping, he turned around and ran. Without the name of "Iron Sand Palm", he still has other tricks such as "Iron Finger Skill" and "Iron Leg Skill", there is no need to entangle Huang Xiaohao for this matter. Descendants of Iron Sand Palm". Anyway, in Foshan, there are so many fools like Ryazan that he doesn't have to worry about having no way to make money.

"Hey~! I got another five taels of silver, it seems that it was quite easy to make money in ancient times! Huang Xiaohao looked at the back of the fleeing uncle, and thought proudly in his heart, "Anyway, there is nothing to do now, just wait here and see, see what the loser Ryazan looks like in other people's mouths, maybe I can make a few more days of food money from him." ”

Thinking like this, Huang Xiaohao stood not far from the door of the restaurant, waiting for that Ryazan, while thinking about how to make a few silver from him.

No way, Huang Xiaohao didn't want to be such a philistine. In the original world, he never had to worry about food money. Relying on compensation and rent alone, Huang Xiaohao's small life was peaceful and stable. After crossing, at first I thought that I would worship under the long gate of Yimei Dao and pass on the magic of heavenly immortals, and since then I have become a carefree immortal who regards money as dung.

Unexpectedly, fate made people, and he wore it again and again, and when he arrived in this small world, he left the power of the division, and Huang Xiaohao, who was alone, had to try his best to plan for three meals a day. After all, he is still a mortal, and he can't not eat the grains of the world like an immortal.

"Come out, let Poor Dao see what this mallet looks like?" Seeing the servant before walking out of the restaurant behind a young man, Huang Xiaohao knew that the main owner had appeared.

"Poof~! Isn't that a meta mark? This is the loser Ryazan in the mouth of everyone? Watching a young man with Zhang Wu's star face come out, Huang Xiaohao was a little dumbfounded.

At the same time as he was surprised, a series of clues kept flashing from his mind, one by one. Lin Zhengying's face drama troupe Liang Erdi, Yuan Biao's face of the loser Liang Zan, and the location of Foshan in the Qing Dynasty.

"Isn't this the early kung fu movie "The Loser" on Hong Kong Island? Why in the real world, there are characters in movies. Huang Xiaohao has recalled the plot of that long-ago movie and understands that what just happened is the beginning of the movie.

"System, what the hell is going on? Don't tell me that Yuan Biao is also a ghost and immortal clone, where are so many immortals in this world? Huang Xiaohao immediately asked the mobile phone system in his mind.

"There are indeed a lot of immortals, and there are about 890 million registered immortals. There are countless other heaven, earth, man and ghost systems. The mobile phone text message replied to Huang Xiaohao in seconds, "But the Ryazan in front of you is indeed not a ghost and immortal clone, he is just a native of this world." ”

"Then why does he look like a martial arts star in my original world, and now that I think about it, what just happened is exactly the same as the plot of the movie, how do you explain this?" Huang Xiaohao then asked about the mobile phone system.