Mo Wen was bowing his head and pondering, when a noisy sound suddenly came from downstairs of the restaurant.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, a big man with a full face walked up with five or six of his men guys, and everywhere they passed, the faces of those guests changed one after another, and they all ducked, and many of them even lowered their bodies and tried to get under the seats.

The owner of the restaurant also smiled and greeted him, and he was not ashamed, and the man in his forties immediately flattered him.

"Nan Daxia, which gust of wind blew over your old man, hasn't you already paid this month's money?"

The big man's face is cross-cheeked, hanging eyes, naked and upegi, he is not a good person at first glance, and those subordinates are also thieves and rats, probing their brains, and they are not good people.

I saw that he listened to the boss's words, but he grinned and glanced at him.

"What? Not welcome? ”

The little boss secretly smiled bitterly in his heart, and said in his heart that there is no one in the whole city of Suzhou who welcomes you bastards, but he said, "How can it? Xiao'er shouldn't take Nan Daxia to dinner soon, and serve me carefully! ”

However, the Nan Daxia ignored him, but looked around, as if he was looking for someone.

"Boss, it's this kid, I watched him reward a shopkeeper with gold, he is definitely a fat sheep!"

At this time, I saw a thin ruffian pointing at Mo Wen and saying to the big man, his voice did not shy away from Mo Wen at all.

The big man immediately looked in this direction, looking at Mo Wen's clothes made of medium fabrics, as well as the jade pendant hanging from his waist. The eyes are just bright.

The boss secretly said that it was not good, he knew what kind of people these people were, and hurriedly stopped: "Nan Daxia." That's a customer of a small shop, you can't do business with this little shop! ”

The Nan man pushed him away, and immediately walked over to Mo Wen, slapped the table and shouted angrily: "Boy, is it your kid who injured Chen Er?" Don't you know that he is Lao Tzu's person? I see that you kid is tired of living, so go with Lao Tzu happily, otherwise you will suffer a little bit of flesh and skin! ”

Mo Wen gently closed the paper fan in his hand. Looking up and down, there are not no strongmen who covet Mo Wen's wealth along the way, and most of them are taken care of by Mo Wen. But it's the first time I've seen this kind of person who doesn't know martial arts.

After carefully looking at this cheeked man, convinced that this was an ordinary person who didn't understand martial arts, Mo Wen asked, "Are your robbers in Suzhou so ugly?" Who is Chen Er? Never heard of it. ”

The man was not nervous when he saw that his identity was drunk, so he simply threatened directly: "Boy." Now that I know what the uncle does. It's best to be honest with me, go with my uncle obediently, and ask your family to send money over when the time comes, and everyone will be fine. Otherwise, you will suffer from your flesh and skin! ――”

Mo Wen was a little curious, "In broad daylight, under the bright sky, aren't you afraid of the government when you do this?" And the martial arts decency on the land of Suzhou doesn't care? ”

Listened to Mo Wen's words. A few people just burst out laughing.

"- The government? Standing behind the gentlemen are the people of the government! The cheeky man said with a smile. And after you finish your vote, you think I'm still here. With your own line, one vote is enough for a few brothers to be prosperous and wealthy in the second half of their lives, and the government has to find talents! As for martial arts? ――”

There was a ruffian next to him and said: "Our Nan brother is the first master of Suzhou martial arts, and the hard skills of an iron cloth shirt are unmatched, invulnerable, crushing bluestones, carrying a sledgehammer or something, you better be honest, otherwise you will feel good!" ”

On the side, a few ruffians took out their knives and pointed them at Mo Wen clearly.

Mo Wen was also a little crying and laughing at this time, crushing bluestone and carrying a sledgehammer? This is a street trick, okay, how did he become a martial arts master, and he is still the number one master in Suzhou, it is difficult for him or Murong Fu?

But after thinking about it, Mo Wen understood, Suzhou is the territory of Nan Murong, plus it is an important town of the imperial court, and there are several sects that dare to come here to make trouble, it is estimated that these ruffians have never seen a real master in their lives, and they actually took the trick of street performance seriously.

Just as Mo Wen was about to show his hands or two to drive these nasty flies away, a very obscene-looking ruffian suddenly said: "Brother Nan, look at this kid's fine skin and tender meat, why don't you let me try it before exchanging money?" ”

Look at the small eyes and go straight to Mo Wen, and the eyes are full of obscenity.

"It's-it's okay, sixth, don't play people to death!" The so-called Brother Nan groaned slightly, and his heart said that he would tear up the ticket if he got money anyway, as long as the person didn't play to death, he immediately nodded and agreed. But I didn't expect that because of one sentence, I had already brought a catastrophe to myself.

Seeing that opposite him, Mo Wen's face was already gloomy.

The big man didn't care when he saw Mo Wen's reaction, but when he was frightened, as soon as he stretched out his big hand, he shouted strangely: "Boy, come over to me!" ”

But at this moment, there was a sudden sound outside the window, and a delicate and innocent, joyful and heartwarming singing voice came.

"The fragrance is ten acres long, and the sister-in-law is greedy for lotus picking. Late to get the water on the bow beach, laughing and taking off the red skirt and wrapping the duck. ”

As soon as his feet moved, Mo Wen, who shook the strong man's grasp, moved in his heart, turned his head and looked out the window.

A small boat floated on the green waves on the lake, a green cedar girl held a double oar, slowly paddling the water, the song came from the mouth of the girl, and on the boat sat a son of about twenty-seven or eight, light yellow light shirt, waist hanging long sword, floating away, chic and elegant.

Abi, Murong Fu!

Mo Wen's eyes lit up, and when he looked back at the ruffians, he turned over and jumped under the window, his body only flickered, and he went straight to his carriage.

"It's not good, Brother Nan, that kid ran away." A ruffian is in a hurry.

"Brother Nan, Brother Nan!"

He stretched out his hand and pulled the strong man, but he didn't want the strong man to pull it down and fall to the ground at once.

"Brother Nan!" The ruffian's eyes shrank, and he saw a chopstick stuck in the strong man's chest, and blood continued to flow from there.

The iron cloth shirt, which is known as invulnerable, was stabbed with chopsticks silently.

"Sixth!" Another ruffian's scream, and the lewd man also had a chopstick stuck in his forehead at this time and fell.

"Hell!" Those ordinary ruffians have never seen this kind of method, and they have escaped from the restaurant with a ghost.

On the shore of Taihu Lake, Murong Fu boarded the shore from a small boat, although he was handsome and extraordinary, there was a trace of sorrow between his eyebrows.

He looked at the beautiful scenery by the Taihu Lake, and said to himself in his heart: "This country is so beautiful, but it is not owned by my Murong family, no matter how beautiful it is, so what, in the end, my great cause of restoring the country of Dayan is still far away." ”

"Although I mixed into the Xixia Yipintang under the pseudonym Li Yanzong, the Helian Tieshu still didn't trust me, and the sad breeze only gave me the antidote, but never let me touch a copy of the poison, if it wasn't for the fact that it could be used to gain fame in the martial arts, it would have almost no effect. Alas, what should I do next? ”

Looking at her son-in-law's sad face, the maid behind her was distressed, but she knew how much sweat her son had paid for the great cause of restoring the country, but unfortunately God did not bless her, and she still achieved nothing.

But then her eyes lit up.

"Childe, Brother Deng, they're here."

On the dock, four big men walked over from the crowd.

The first one was dressed in a blue robe, holding a sword in his hand, with a long breath between his steps, and he had made good achievements in his internal skills, and he was followed by a man in his fifties, wearing an iron blue Confucian scarf, and drinking wine by himself with a wine gourd, and the third was a middle-aged man with an unusually ugly appearance, but it was difficult to hide his vigorous and heroic spirit, with a very tall figure, but with a stubborn and stubborn look on his face, and the last one was slightly younger, about thirty years old, with disheveled hair, unkempt, and wearing a black robe.

"I've seen Childe!" The four of them came to Murong Fu's side and hugged their fists in unison.

"Hmm." Murong Fu nodded, and just wanted to say something, but heard a voice on the shore howling loudly.

"Mo Wen in the Xia Yao Sect, I have seen Murong Gongzi!" (To be continued......)

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