The young man in brocade hesitated a little, and when he saw He Jinshui looking at him with burning eyes, he nodded and walked over and sat next to He Jinshui. He asked curiously, "What story do you tell?" Is it the creation of the world, or the epic heroic legend?"

He Jinshui shook his head and pretended to be mysterious: "My story is called Havoc in the Sky, and it tells the story of a monkey. "Monkey!? The brocade-clothed boy had just sat down, and he wanted to stand up and brush his sleeves away. He Jinshui pressed his shoulder, and he couldn't move for a while.

He Jinshui brightened his voice and began to tell: "In ancient times, heaven and earth were connected, and chaos was ......" His tone was melodious, and the stories such as "The Birth of the Monkey King", "Apprenticeship", and "Borrowing Treasure from the Dragon Palace" that are familiar to the children in his hometown were displayed one by one, and the image of an arrogant stone monkey was vividly described.

When he heard that the Monkey King was summoned to heaven by the Jade Emperor and only sealed a small horse keeper with a horse husband, the young man in brocade was furious all of a sudden, and he slapped the table and shouted: "What a mediocre king, if it were me, wouldn't it be nice to let that stone monkey be in charge of the world's soldiers and horses and expand the territory." I ......" When he was about to express his feelings, He Jinshui looked at him with burning eyes. He immediately shut down, sat down obediently, and waited intently for the following.

He Jinshui took a sip of wine and was about to continue, when the sound of table tennis tables, chairs and benches being smashed suddenly came from outside, as well as the frightened screams of the proprietress of the proprietress. A male duck roared arrogantly: "Don't talk about eating your meal, Lao Tzu will never give you money even if he goes to a brothel! If you ask me for money, you will blind your dog's eyes! Little ones, smash me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a figure flew upside down with the sound of the whirring wind into the private room and smashed towards the brocade-clothed young man. The boy's eyes widened in horror as he watched the figure get closer and closer, completely too late to react. At this moment, an iron palm poked out from his side, drew an arc, and easily took the man. Everyone looked at it, and it was the guy in the store who flew over, and he had already fainted.

"How can this be reasonable!" the brocade-clothed young man stood up, walked quickly to the door accompanied by the guards, and roared loudly: "Where are the wild dogs from spreading wild here, stop them all!"

"Yo, I say who is so arrogant, it turns out to be Torres!" the owner of the male duck voice appeared, and said in a strange manner.

Torres, the brocade-clothed boy, looked at it fixedly, pouted disdainfully, and said, "It turned out to be Lem, I don't know whose crotch is not fastened and leaked out of you." You don't lie on your stomach in your own nest, what are you doing in the Tongguan Hotel, don't you know that I am covering you here? Believe it or not, I let you learn to crawl out with a dog barking, just like last time!"

Lem's triangular eyes glowed with hatred, staring at Torres viciously, and the scar on his face became more and more hideous: "Don't think I'm afraid of you, you are just relying on a few agile guards to have nothing to fear, this time I spent a lot of money to invite three high-level barbarian warriors to clean you up." Lester, do it!"

Lem stepped back, and several burly bald men stood up from behind him, their fists clenched, and a hideous smile appeared on their faces, forcing them over step by step.

Torres looked over in shock, and saw that the three of them were like three hills, and the top of their heads were almost next to the beams, and then turned to look at the bitter faces of his guards, and felt that he was about to suffer. He whispered a few times to the nearest guard, who immediately ran out from behind.

Torres was relieved and laughed wildly: "Wowhaha, Lem, I advise you to run away." I have already arranged for my subordinates to go to the Iron Buddy, the little overlord Arnold, who is known as the invincible opponent of the Winterless Academy, and he will definitely give you a good look when he comes!"

Lem was shocked, his legs trembled, and he pretended to be calm and said, "I'm not afraid, so many of us are rushing up, enough for him to drink a pot." ”

Torres shook his head and said: "No, no, in addition to the little overlord Arnold, we also have a new friend, it is said that the little madman Hazar, who started to fight even his own people, has heard it, is it afraid! ha...... "This kid crossed his hands on his hips and laughed very gracelessly.

He Jinshui was still trying to gnaw on the leg of mutton in the private room, and suddenly heard the names of the two people, and almost squirted out the food. He wiped his hands and walked out the door, listening with interest to the two of them scolding.

The name of the man, the shadow of the tree! When Lem heard that the little madman was coming, he almost wanted to run away, but when he saw the other party laughing so arrogantly, he was depressed. He forced his composure, looked back at the few masters he brought, and saw that their nostrils were facing the sky and they looked lonely, and his heart was a lot more steady. Today has paid a lot of money, if you can't collect some interest, it will be too much of a loss, thinking of this, he gritted his teeth, pointed at Torres and said: "Catch this kid, everyone else down!"

Torres said angrily, "You dare!" As soon as he finished speaking, the bald men on the opposite side rushed into their guards without any scruples, and they were as invincible as the wind swept away the leaves. The barbarian warriors fought with only their fists, but they were so fierce that in a few breaths all his guards were knocked unconscious.

Torres was surrounded by a group of people and couldn't escape, seeing that Lem was getting closer and closer to him with a dagger in his hand, he simply sat upright, picked up the teacup on the table and drank it non-stop, without even looking at each other, looking calm. He Jinshui smiled, he didn't expect that this gentleman was quite kind, and he became more and more curious about his origin.

Lem ordered Torres to be set up, grabbing the dagger and slashing it in his face. "Hehe, this little white face is so handsome, where does it look good? Forget it, I'd better draw a turtle. The more he spoke, the more smug he became, and the scar on his face shook with excitement.

He saw Torres staring at him with no fear at all, except that his face was pale. He rolled his eyes and said in a broken voice: "If you can get under the uncle's crotch, forget about it, otherwise I will really scratch it!"

"Be your mother's dog dream, we Kratos family would rather die standing than die on our knees. If you have a kind, just row over, I'm not afraid!"

Lem was furious, and when he saw that all the people around him were looking at him, he couldn't admit anything. Anger rose from his heart, and he grabbed the dagger and stabbed Torres in the face.

At this moment, he felt an unrivaled strange force attack, and the dagger in his hand jumped violently, breaking free of his palm in an instant, and plunged straight into the roof beam.

A lazy voice sounded: "Why bother, why bother? When is the time for retribution, this friend should let people live!"