Liu frowned slightly, and was blocked three times and twice to change who was not angry, but Jiang Wei did not attack, but asked politely: "Who booked it?"

Not to mention that Jingu Garden is located in Beizhen, now Qingquan Town Central Daomen is dominant, and Jiang Wei's identity has been recognized, if it is not a special circumstance, she will not be blocked from using the central private room at all, even if someone makes a reservation.

"Miss Hui, he is the young master of the Autumn Mountain Hall of Longbo City, although he has overworked for a day, we dare not offend, so we can only leave this private room empty for three days in order to wait for him to arrive. Today's neglect of the young lady, our big shopkeeper will come to the door in person to make amends. ”

Regarding the power of Longbo City, Jiang Wei also knows a little, Qiushantang is not among the first-class, but it is definitely not a ring knife gate that can be provoked, although there is a teenager standing next to her who can make Longbo City shake a few points by stomping her feet, but she is not the kind of person who is pretending to be a tiger and domineering.

With Qiushan Hall on one side and Zhang Mochen on the other, Jiang Wei suddenly became difficult. However, at this moment, Zhang Mochen's laughter sounded, because of Shen Lian, he had a somewhat good impression of Qiu Shan Tang, if Qiu Tong really came, he might be able to become a friend in the old days.

"Shopkeeper, you said that he has been working out for a day, and it is estimated that he will not come again, it won't take long for us to have a meal, and you can clean up this place when we leave?"

"We're in a hurry, and we really don't have any other space, so you can be accommodating. Jiang Wei then said, and at the same time handed over a money bag, seeing that the amount was enough for a thousand gold.

Holding the money bag in both hands, the middle-aged shopkeeper had a bitter face, for him, Akiyamatang could not be offended, and the ring knife door could not be provoked, but Akiyamatang overtimed first, plus the heavy money bag in his hand, after a while, he still loosened his mouth and said: "Please sit down, you two, I will greet the wine and food." Miss Jiang, please don't take today's events to heart. ”

"You have a problem, go down. Jiang Wei replied with a smile, and at the same time stepped into the private room with Zhang Mochen.

After some tossing, Jiang Wei finally took a seat, and said bitterly: "I'm sorry Brother Mochen, I have wronged you." ”

"What kind of grievance is this, besides, good things are grinding. If you want to come to this restaurant, the food must be very delicious. Zhang Mochen laughed and replied.

Jiang Wei smiled with relief, and then asked, "Brother Mochen, why do you want that piece of broken iron?"

For Jiang Wei, Zhang Mochen didn't need to hide anything, and then replied frankly: "I don't know what it is, I bought it by feeling." ”

"By feeling, does Brother Mochen also look at his mood when he buys things?" her big eyes flickered, Jiang Wei stared at Zhang Mochen puzzled and asked, that look was extremely cute.

"Yes, if you like it, you can buy it. Zhang Mochen laughed, "But it's your Nizi who impresses me, and there are a lot of careful eyes." ”

Playfully sticking out her tongue, Jiang Wei said: "I didn't expect that such a powerful person as Brother Mochen would be wronged. ”

"Wronged?"

"That's right, if you directly say what you like, those guys on Qiankun Street will immediately sit on the ground and start the price, 10,000 will sell for 20,000, and 20,000 will sell for 40,000. The normal price of the gravel leg exercise is only about 100,000 gold. Jiang Wei said indignantly, as if she felt a little distressed about the 200,000.

"Well, I'm really wronged. Zhang Mochen smiled and nodded, "By the way, who is Jiang Xiangyu?"

"My grandfather, though, has been dead for many years. Jiang Wei replied solemnly, and then continued: "Brother Mochen don't worry too much, that old man is probably putting gold on his face. ”

Zhang Mochen nodded seriously, if the old man really has a relationship with Grandpa Jiang Wei, I am afraid that he is also a strong general, and Qiankun Street is really a place where Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon.

After chatting for a while, the wine and food were served, because of the previous slackness, it was not an ordinary guy who delivered the food, but the middle-aged shopkeeper before.

"Miss, you've got all the food and drink. ”

"Thank you!"

The middle-aged shopkeeper finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Jiang Wei had not been angry from beginning to end, but when he withdrew from the private room with a smiling face, the whole person froze at the door.

A strong wind blew in, and the gate of the Golden Valley Garden shook slightly, and along with the strong wind, there were a group of people, all with arrogant faces, and the eyes that swept the hall were full of disdain and arrogance.

The middle-aged shopkeeper's face was pale, but he still forced a smile to greet him.

"Young Master Qiutong, you, you're here!"

There were about ten of them, and the youngest of them was about twenty years old, and although he was the youngest, he was the most arrogant, and his every move was full of contempt.

There are no less than ten forces like Qiushantang in Longbo City, and in front of the four major sects, their helms dare not speak out, not to mention those young masters and young ladies? In order to find a sense of superiority and existence, some young masters and young ladies will go to the surrounding small places to show off their might, and in this regard, their sects not only do not oppose it, but on the contrary, they will vigorously support it, because this is also a means of establishing authority, and Qingquan Town is one of the places where they show off.

"Well, where is my position?" Qiu Tong asked lightly, and when he saw the two figures in the central private room, his handsome but domineering face suddenly darkened.

His heart sank violently, and the middle-aged shopkeeper replied tremblingly: "Young Master Qiutong, we, we thought you weren't coming, so, so ......."

'Smack!'

A crisp slap silenced the noise of the audience, and everyone's eyes turned to it.

Covering his face, how dare the middle-aged shopkeeper have a trace of anger, and nodded again and again to apologize, but at this moment, a burly man stood up from the hall, red from his head to the base of his neck, and he didn't drink less at a glance.

"Damn, where did the little scraps come from, dare to disturb your old man's wine!"

The burly man picked up the wine jug and smashed it on the ground, and the big knife that was standing against the side of the pillar was violently clenched, and the aura of the middle-level master suddenly exploded, however, the big knife was shocked into two before it could be put on a posture.

Looking at the sword around his neck in horror, the burly man suddenly wilted, and he had no intention of drinking, and he clearly saw that when his scolding had not landed, a black shadow flew out of the crowd opposite, and he didn't have time to react.

"Great, my lord, I, I have eyes and I don't know Tarzan. ”

"It's late!"

The sword in his hand fell, blood beads spurted, and there were originally some reckless men who were carried away by alcohol, but now they were all completely sobered up with fright.

The audience was silent, killing the middle-level Yuan Master with one move, this kind of means was by no means ordinary.

Zhang Mochen took a glass of wine and drank it all, although he didn't look at it squarely, judging from the breath fluctuations in the air, the person holding the sword should be a high-level master. Because of Zhang Mochen's calmness, Jiang Wei did not show too much anxiety.

"Autumn, Master Qiutong, it's us, what we did is wrong, please ......"

His legs were trembling, and the middle-aged shopkeeper almost knelt down and begged for mercy, but his low three and four did not exchange for Qiu Tong's understanding, and a more crisp slap sounded again.

Pushing the middle-aged shopkeeper away, Qiu Tong walked straight to the central private room, and behind him, a group of Yuan Shi followed, their breath surging and their faces cold.

The eyes of the audience also fell on the two small figures in the private room with the movement of Qiu Tong and others, and some clear-eyed people recognized Jiang Wei, but they didn't know anything about the young man who was still drinking by himself, and they had no sympathy for the weak, and most of them had the mentality of watching the excitement.

The middle-aged shopkeeper stood indignantly, even if he was begging for a life of sending him off and greeting him with a smile, but how could he not be angry when he was so humiliated?

The hollow carved screen was viciously overturned, and the figures of Zhang Mochen and Jiang Wei were completely exposed in the hall, and next to them, Qiu Tong stood with cold eyes, and the rest of the Yuan Shi surrounded the two.

Surprisingly, Qiu Tong did not go crazy, and on his handsome and domineering face, a wicked smile broke the coldness.

"Little sister, have a drink with my brother?"

Completely ignoring Zhang Mochen, Qiu Tong's gaze staring at Jiang Wei moved up and down, and the ruthlessness seemed to be touching it with his hands.

Liu frowned slightly, Jiang Wei's delicate body leaned to the side in disgust, but she underestimated Qiu Tong's face, and the space vacated on the chair was just for the latter to sit on, but Qiu Tong's ass had not yet fallen, and a cold voice sounded.

"If you don't want to die, sit down!"

As if he had just discovered Zhang Mochen, Qiu Tong looked sideways slightly, looking even more cold and poisonous because he had been provoked.

The corners of his mouth let out a disdainful scold, Qiu Tong looked directly at Zhang Mochen, and then slowly sat down with his body 'stubbornly', however, just when his ass just touched the bench, an exclamation sounded.

"Young Master, be careful!"

The exclamation was followed by a dull loud noise, and Qiu Tong found that the sword-wielding man was in front of him at some point, but this time he didn't raise the sword and fall, and the two of them fell back top of each other, until they hit the wall more than ten meters away before they stabilized their retreat.

One punch, an understatement punch, the two Yuan Shi were blown away by more than ten meters, the process was too fast and too unexpected.

Where did the remaining Akiyamado Yuan Shi still have a little bit of arrogance, the blades in their hands became ornaments, and their bodies froze in place.

Although those who didn't think it was a big deal to see the excitement remained silent, but this time it was because of consternation, they looked at the embarrassed Qiu Tong and the two, and then looked at the black-clothed young man who didn't know when he picked up a glass of wine and drank it all, his throat couldn't help but tremble, and some people with a slightly higher status were slowly frightened, a few days ago, in front of the ring knife door, there was also a young man with divine power, it is said that he punched the two generals of the Liuyun Sect, and he was also dressed in black.

He was not directly attacked, but the huge inertia made Qiu Tong's eyes dizzy between the wall and the strong man, and he almost spewed out a mouthful of heat, however, when he got up angrily and was about to give the order to kill, the blood hole in the chest of the sword-wielding master immediately made him sober up.

Qiu Tong is a gentleman, but he is not a fool, and he knows whether the idea is hard or not.