Chapter 12 Xiyue Noodle House

"Is what you two said true?"

Hearing the conversation at the adjacent table, Jing Ru suddenly jumped up from the chair, came to the adjacent table, and asked in surprise.

But the two didn't pay attention. Jing Ru asked again, and after a while, one of the prime men pushed the straw hat up with his hand, tilted his head slightly, raised an eyebrow, and looked at Jing Ru with disdain.

This look made Dongfang Mu very unhappy, he gently put down his chopsticks and stared at this prime man angrily.

And the man didn't care, and said in an extremely slanderous tone: "What is the truth, what is the fake, what does it have to do with you?"

"I'm looking for the whereabouts of the artifact, please tell me, Your Excellency. Jing Ru still said calmly.

The man laughed maniacally, leaning forward and leaning back, slapping his thigh. People kept passing through the aisles, and Xiao Er was overwhelmed with greeting customers, probably dozens of bowls of noodles, and the laughter finally stopped.

"It's all said that it has nothing to do with you. You old immortal, don't you understand the words?"

The prime man said again. What was revealed in his tone was not the scorn just now, but the vicious insult.

"Pay attention to the tone. Don't be rude. The prime man on the opposite side reprimanded the prime man, but did not raise his head.

"A cripple, he can't walk well, and he has to find eight artifacts, it's really a praise for his father, which makes people laugh and be generous!"

But he didn't listen to the opinion, and once again spoke out insultingly. Dongfang Mu finally couldn't hold back and slammed the table.

There was a loud bang, and others thought it was an earthquake, and all the bowls on the table were shaken, and the soup was scattered on the table.

Countless eyeballs in the Xiyue noodle restaurant were attracted by this thunderous loud noise, some people were already shocked, and some people were watching the excitement with a little relief.

These two people in the prime of life often come here to eat noodles, and the other regulars have long been tired of their arrogance and unreasonableness, but out of fear, no one dares to really trouble them, and today they finally waited for the person who did the right thing for heaven.

Dongfang Mu walked up to the man, jumped on the table, and angrily grabbed the neck of the young man, and lifted him up little by little. The people around were stunned, this young man who was less than six feet actually lifted up a strong man with a body of eight feet with only one hand.

At this time, another prime man wanted to fight back, but as soon as he stood up, he was easily knocked away by Dongfang Mu's punch. Poured directly under the counter dozens of meters away.

The middle-aged man who was choked by the neck had already left the ground, his body hanging in the air, and his hands and feet were thrown wildly. His eyes were glared in extreme pain, his mouth was wide open, his tongue was sticking out, and his expression was exaggerated.

In fact, it didn't hurt that much, but he wanted to pretend to hurt more so that Dongfang Mu would let him go.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry, my lord, I'm wrong, I'm sorry! Let me go, my lord!"

"Answer my master's question. ”

"I, I, I...... I don't know...... I'm hearsay, too, so please let me go, sir!"

"Who is the old immortal?"

"I, I, I, I ......"

"Who is the lame man who walks badly?"

"I, I, I...... I'm ......."

With a bang, Dongfang Mu threw the strong man on the chair, his hands clenched around his neck, coughing constantly, his face was already red, and he was in pain.

By this time, another prime man had risen from the ground.

"Chivalry-Pig Sudden Bravery!"

The young man suddenly got up, but did not stand up straight, half hunched over, and rushed straight over. The pig totem on the white robe behind him flashed with white light, the pig's nostrils spewed white steam, and an extremely turbid air flow shrouded his huge body, and the tables on the road were all overturned by the strong air current.

He exerted all his strength, crossed his eyebrows and glared, and rushed towards Dongfang Mu with a hideous face.

There was a bang, another scream. A mouthful of blood spilled on his shoulder, and he gasped and sneered.

But when he looked up, he found that his companion was already bleeding from his mouth, grinning his teeth, trembling all over, and moaning in pain.

When the prime man looked back, Dongfang Mu's figure turned out to be an illusion, and he used all his chivalrous skills to pass through his phantom and crash into his companion.

Before he could react, a pair of chopsticks suddenly reached out in the afterglow.

"You're too weak to be my opponent. ”

Dongfang Mu Zhen appeared behind the prime of life, holding a pair of chopsticks. In a tone that was even more slanderous than the prime man just now, he said. With a slight press of the thumb, the chopsticks were folded in half, revealing sharp wooden teeth and pointing straight at the strong man's neck.

In the midst of the stunned, there were bursts of cheers and scolding from the noodle shop.