0057 Fierce Horse

And just as the two were talking, outside the door of the Tongfu Inn. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

A man dressed in a golden flower glazed suit, riding a tall black horse, surrounded by several retinues, came to the stable where the mount was placed outside.

Originally, the stable outside the door was small, at most five horses were parked, but now there is only one vacancy, and it just so happens that the horse physique of this person is very large, it is a different breed of horses, and the horse is abnormal.

It was twice as large as a normal horse, so that there was not enough space left in the stable for the man in fine clothes.

"Whoever you bring your horse out, five yuan will pay you. The man in Chinese clothes sat on the horse and said lightly.

"That's not good, the boss is eating inside, this horse can't be moved, you just let the stables out, anyway, no one dares to steal in the city." Xu Wei replied, he originally wanted to mock it, but when he saw this heterogeneous horse, he couldn't help it.

"My horse, Tai Lie, if you put it in the pen, I am afraid that your horses will be trampled to death, in order to avoid unnecessary disputes, you should lead it out first!" The man in the fancy dress looked at a few ordinary horses in the stable, slightly disdainful.

The little guy in the inn seemed to hear something, walked out of the door, dragged a white cloth towel on his shoulder, first glanced out of the door suspiciously, and then frowned, and stepped out in a few steps.

The little guy first looked at the man in the golden flower glazed suit, and saw that the man's body had several broken backgrounds on the back of the white horse, and a handful of Liyuan was strung on the horse, and the man in the gorgeous costume looked proud.

There were four servants standing beside him, they followed in front of the horses, they were coarse in linen, and they looked at their bodies and skins, and they did not practice, presumably from poor families, and had been slaves for generations.

The little guy didn't dare to offend either side rashly, although Xu Wei and Zhou Chen behaved like the mountain savages, but their cultivation was real, especially when the little guy heard Xu Wei say that Zhou Chen was a ten-master and a member of the military, and this man in a fancy costume was not simple, so he hesitated and hesitated for a while.

It's better to wait and see.

However, what the little servant didn't expect was that the man in fancy clothes snorted coldly, turned over and dismounted, and ordered the servants to take off the coins from the horse, as if compromised.

But the truth was not as the little guy thought, a tall fierce horse walked into the stable, Xu Wei stretched his neck curiously, and at the same time, the little guy didn't care to watch, and hurriedly went in to report the news.

The four servants were very frightened, and when one of the saddles on the fierce horse was removed, they could feel the pressure coming from the horse from a distance of several meters, this was an unusually fierce horse.

"One more question for you, do you really want to bring it out?" asked a servant at the signal of a man in fine clothes.

"No, do you understand the principle of first come, first come, first come?" Xu Wei crossed his arms and frowned.

"Well, in that case, you brought it on yourself. The servant opened the stable bar, approached the horse cautiously, and whispered a few words.

"Slow down, don't move my horse, or you will bear the consequences!" Xu Wei couldn't help but scold when he saw the servant stabbing his horse with a stick.

The man in the fancy costume just stood quietly aside, as if he was watching a play, with a rather playful smile on his face, and suddenly his eyes rolled, as if he remembered something.

Then he beckoned, and a servant walked over respectfully, and the man in the fancy dress whispered a few words.

"Young master, don't worry, the minions will naturally deal with it. The servant immediately said excitedly.

"Hmm. The man in the costume nodded, and stepped back.

I saw that after the servant slapped a few times, there was a loud neigh, and then the fierce horse rushed into the stable, raised his hooves, and trampled towards Xu Wei's horse, saying that it was too late and that was fast, Xu Wei saw that it was wrong, and stepped forward to hold the reins of the fierce horse, but was brought forward by the terrible force of the fierce horse, and if he didn't pay attention, the whole person hit the doorrail, causing the man in Chinese clothes to laugh.

Xu Wei next to the stable fence is in a hurry at the moment, this horse is ridden out by him in the army, let the other horse be kicked to death at this time, not to mention anything else, at least don't think about compensation, the Dali Dynasty did not fight for the law in this regard, it seems that there is no other way except to consider himself unlucky.

When Xu Wei was anxious, he suddenly left the servant aside, and the other party's face was full of ridicule. Although Xu Wei can't play trickery, his brain is not stupid, and he immediately figured out the cause and effect, among them, there must be something weird, it makes no sense that this fierce horse entered the stable, no one kicked it, but kicked his horse to death.

Kick my horse to death, this must not be just counted, Xu Wei's heart is horizontal, and he raises his palm, which is to kill the horse to vent his anger.

"Slow down, if you dare to touch a single hair of my horse, I'll kill you!" said the man in a fancy costume behind him.

Xu Wei turned around, stared at the man in fancy clothes, and said coldly: "What kind of thing are you? If you say you don't kill, you won't kill? Wouldn't I have no face?"

As soon as the words fell, Xu Wei angrily slapped his palm directly on the head of the fierce horse, only to hear a "hiss", Xu Wei opened his mouth suddenly: "Alas!"

The fierce horse snorted disdainfully as if nothing had happened, lifted its thick hooves again, and stepped towards the horse that Zhou Chen was riding. The strength of the fierce horse, almost the same as that of a piledriver, fell with both hooves and stepped straight into the horse's spine, splashing bursts of blood and smearing the stables, which frightened the other two horses, and ran out of the open door of the stables, tearing off the reins that bound them.

Xu Wei saw that the horse he and Zhou Chen rented was kicked to death by this fierce horse, and he couldn't kill this horse, so he thought that it would be easier to beat people, so he first slapped two palms and slapped the two servants of the man in Chinese clothes to death, and then he wanted to hit the man in Chinese clothes.

"If I don't kill you today, you won't know that Lao Tzu is not easy to mess with!" Xu Wei scolded and applauded.

"It seems that you are also a martial artist, but you don't know, these servants were all raised by me, and you slapped the two to death, and this account book is less settled. The man in the Chinese costume dodged around, avoiding Xu Wei's palms, and said unhurriedly.

"Settle the account, okay, Lao Tzu wants to take a look, what do you use to calculate the accounts of these two military horses?" Xu Wei said coldly, the breeding of this military horse can be described as a luxury, and the cost of raising a forging martial artist is equivalent to the breeding of the same horse.

"Is this a military horse? are you a soldier?" the man in the fancy dress frowned, and asked with some uncertainty.

"Now you know that you are afraid? It's too late, I'll tell you, you're openly attacking soldiers, and you can't stand up to it when you get to the military court. Xu Wei first put himself in the position of the victim and said through gritted teeth.

The man in Chinese clothes is also a bit big, the military has always been a dictator, and even the yamen is not qualified to arrest soldiers, if there is any support from the centurion and the commander behind him, he, a businessman, really can't fight.

"Misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding, do you think it's feasible for me to lose money?" The man in Chinese clothes is not stupid, looking at this Xu Wei sworn appearance, it doesn't look like a lie, it is better to stabilize the other party's emotions first, and then make plans.

"Lose money? Kill my horse, and think about it when you lose money?"

While Xu Wei was entangled with the man in Chinese clothes, Zhou Chen's sneer suddenly came from the door of the inn.