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Cheng Fei walked into the lobby of the inn, which was richly decorated, with four mahogany stone tables and more than a dozen Taishi chairs.

Liu Cuiyao sat next to the table facing the door, Leng Junfeng and Xiang Kun sat next to the table on the right, and next to the table next to the door sat a young man with a white face, but he couldn't see the people in the inn.

The white-faced man seemed to be very bored, and he used his fingers to "sizzle" the landscape on the marble tabletop, and he couldn't see his strength, but with each finger, he could carve the marble half a finger deep. Amazingly, there was no dust raised, could it be that the marble was compressed?

In the empty lobby, the sound of "zizizi" made people panic. But his fingering of compressing marble is even more terrifying!

Cheng Fei slowly walked over to Liu Cuiyao and sat down, dipped his finger in the tea and wrote on the table: He stopped you from going out?

Liu Cuiyao also dipped her finger in the tea and wrote on the table: He said that it was best not to walk out of his sight again, otherwise life and death would be unpredictable!

Cheng Fei wrote: How do you think he is not a good person?

Liu Cuiyao wrote: Shoes, he is the same as the shoes worn by the people who guard the backyard, and the mysterious powerhouse is also this kind of shoes.

Cheng Fei looked sideways, it was exactly the same, there would be no such coincidence, it must be the person of the mysterious powerhouse.

Suddenly, the sound of walking was remembered on the stairs, and the footsteps were particularly heavy and irregular, as if they were drunk.

A sixteen or seventeen-year-old little fat man stumbled down the stairs, full of alcohol, and when he got downstairs, he threw himself on the counter, patted the counter and shouted: "Where's the decanting soup of Young Master Ben?

The little fat man slapped on the counter and muttered inarticulately: "My father is an elder of the Xia Yin Sect, whoever helps Young Master Ben bring a bowl of sobering soup will let my father accept him as a true disciple! Haha, it's amazing! Who of you will go?"

The white-faced man wanted to have a seizure when the little fat man slapped the counter and yelled, and when he heard that the little fat man's father was an elder of the Xia Yin faction, he put away the qi of the attack after thinking about it. Because the master has instructed, try not to provoke the most powerful sect in the local area, and the Xia Yin faction is the first force in Xia Yin County.

The little fat man lay on the counter like chatter, and his mouth was chattering, and he was not idle at all. The little chubby hand also kept slapping the counter, no, it was knocking on the counter, tapping the counter with his middle finger very regularly, and the lobby echoed with a very rhythmic sound of "dang, dang, dang".

Cheng Fei was wondering about the little fat man's strange movements, and Liu Cuiyao touched his elbow and motioned for him to look at the white-faced man.

Cheng Fei's eyes widened instantly: What's the situation? The white-faced man is yawning! Closed his eyes...... Lying on the table...... There was an even purring sound...... He's asleep!

Cheng Fei turned his eyes to the little fat man, and the little fat man was hypnotizing!

The little fat man tilted his head, observed the white-faced man very carefully for a while, stopped the movements in his hand, signaled Cheng Fei and Liu Cuiyao not to make a sound, and he walked over on tiptoe.

He was about to put his mouth to Cheng Fei's ear, but Cheng Fei was scented by his wine and quickly pinched his nose.

He didn't care about Cheng Fei's reaction, and whispered, "How about I send you out of this inn for 10,000 taels of silver?"

Cheng Fei asked first: "You're not drunk, are you?"

The little fat man patted the clothes on his body, "It's just half a jar of wine, except for the one that I drank, it's all on my clothes." Stop talking nonsense, how about it?"

Of course, Cheng Fei will not give up any chance to get out, if his life is gone, what is the use of asking for silver? But the current situation has no time to ask in detail, and only replied with two words: "Deal!"

The little fat man gave a thumbs up, expressing his admiration for Cheng Fei's decisiveness, glanced outside the door, signaled Cheng Fei and the others to follow quietly, and he took the lead upstairs.

On the west gable of the third floor of the inn, there is a window for ventilation, and when you push it open, you can see that there is also a gable at arm's length.

Xiang Kun and Leng Junfeng passed very easily.

When Liu Cuiyao entered the opposite window, the window sash was blown by the wind and slapped on her body. She hurriedly pushed it out, but the buttons of her clothes were hung by the window sash and the threads were torn, and all the silver tickets in her arms fell into the gap between the two gables, so anxious that she gestured again and again.

The little fat man asked if her silver ticket had fallen, "When is it, you still have a few silver tickets, hurry over to make room, don't you know if there are two more people?"

Liu Cuiyao looked at Cheng Fei, Cheng Fei said that now everything is listening to the little fat man, and Liu Cuiyao no longer insists.

The little fat man gave Cheng Fei a thumbs up again, and Cheng Fei smiled meaningfully.

Under the leadership of the little fat man, they went around and finally arrived at a secluded place far from the scene of the fight.

As soon as Cheng Fei asked them if they wanted to get out of the city, the little fat man shook his head again and again, the east city gate was in chaos like this, and the other three city gates had already been closed, and it was impossible to get out now.

The little fat man stretched out his hand to Cheng Fei to ask for silver, but Cheng Fei shrugged, spread his hands, and pointed at Liu Cuiyao.

The little fat man was not happy, "What do you mean? You are the master! Don't tell me that your silver tickets are in the hands of your female guards, and your female guards just lost those silver tickets, no wonder you laughed so cheaply when you dropped the silver tickets! You are stupid to me?"

Cheng Fei automatically ignored the question of laughing cheaply, and patiently explained: "Since you came forward to save us, you must know what happened, this is not my female guard, but the eldest lady of Liufu who was killed by the Iron Courage Gang, she is the main master, and I am the guard." ”

The little fat man pouted, "Make it up, continue to make it up, and repay the good deeds, who is it!"

"If you don't believe me, I can't help it. But that place is closed, and so narrow, there will definitely be no one to move, and when today's matter is over, let's go over and get the silver ticket together, 10,000 taels, only a lot more. ”

The little fat man stared at Cheng Fei for a while, and shook his head: "Don't take risks, I believe in you." What we want, they may also be able to think of, so let's just think of this young master's blind work. Hey, your baby really isn't on you?"

Cheng Fei felt that this little fat man was quite measured, and he was embarrassed to refute his face anymore, so he took out the Dingfeng jade pendant in his arms and showed it to him.

The little fat man glanced at it, "That's it, bare and too lazy to carve, are you sure you took it right?"

"You feel the wind right now, and then you touch it with your hand and feel it again. ”

The little fat man tried it suspiciously, and sure enough, as soon as his hand touched, it seemed like there was no wind, "What else can it do?"

"I don't know, maybe this is its only function, but the high-level Xuanfu Gang Fu is also helpless against it. ”

"Well, it's great to be able to restrain high-level talismans, but it's a pity that this thing can't be broken off to top silver. Okay, let's break up, you find a safe place to hide, and I'll go back to the inn and sleep for a while. ”

"It's too dangerous to go back to the inn, in case the white-faced man suspects you."

The little fat man waved his hand, and said as he strode away, "Have you heard of the three caves of the cunning rabbit?" I have booked three rooms in the inn, and now go to the nearest one. Alas, Young Master Ben actually did a loss-making business again, but it's a pity that this clothes are gone. ”

Cheng Fei hurriedly took out three reasonable clothes from the pool wall, followed two steps and handed them to the little fat man.

The little fat man turned his head to look at the other three people, and said to Cheng Fei with a smile: "You really don't treat me as an outsider, it turns out that you still have storage utensils." Storage utensils are worth a lot of money, but don't show them casually, in case someone has bad intentions, you may not be able to protect them. ”

Cheng Fei smiled indifferently, the storage utensils were in the sea of his mind, who could take it? It's just that the 10,000 taels of silver owed are not easy to repay!

He looked at the little fat man and said very sincerely: "I'll give you an IOU, and I will pay you back 100,000 taels with interest." ”

The little fat man was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "No need, it's enough to have your words." This world is too big, and it is fate to be able to meet, so whether we can see each other in the future is a matter of words. ”

Cheng Fei had the heart to ask the little fat man's name and address, so that he would thank him in the future, thinking that he couldn't report the address a little insincerely, but it ruined the other party's goodwill, so he didn't say anything more.

The little fat man found a place to avoid people and changed into a well-fitting clothes, and he felt much more comfortable.

He threw the other two clothes back to Cheng Fei, looked at the noon sun, and sighed, "Originally, I lived in that inn for the convenience of eating elbows at noon. ”

Cheng Fei's heart moved, "Are you talking about the oily red and shiny sauce elbow?"

"Yes, yes, you've eaten it too...... Huh, what does it taste like?

The little fat man wiped a handful of haras, and quickly took the sauce elbow in Cheng Fei's hand, but he didn't expect it to be hot, and he was so happy that he was about to grin behind his ears.

As soon as he took a bite, he muttered indistinctly: "If only there was garlic paste, the dipping sauce of the fat couple bun is also very delicious, hey, do you know the fat couple bun? Not to mention the deliciousness of the big meat bun, their dipping sauce is also a must...... You look so honest that you even stole someone's dipping sauce!"

"Stealing...... Who stole it? I bought it, okay?"

"Who's selling dipping sauce?"

Cheng Fei simply shook his hand, and the stove, coke, table, and stool with the pot were all laid out, and there were one or two plates of dipping sauce on several tables.

The little fat man smiled: "Do you say you're stupid?

Cheng Fei also smiled: "There are buns, but I'm afraid of scaring you." ”

The little fat man smiled strangely: "Human meat buns? ”

With a wave of his hand, more than 20 large cage drawers appeared on the table, as well as a few wet sweat towels to wipe his hands.

The stunned little fat man finally came back to his senses, "I'm really convinced of you! You actually use storage utensils that money can't buy to hold buns! It's not buns, it's bun shops!"

The little fat man stretched out his hand and touched it, "This is also hot? When did you buy it? How can it be so hot? God! Your storage utensils are so awesome, and they are still insulated! Hurry up, take a good look at the corners inside to see if there are a few silver tickets stuffed inside, and you still owe me 10,000 taels of silver!"

"Do you remember?"

"Nonsense! That's 10,000 taels! If you can pay it back, you can pay it back quickly, Young Master Ben is really short of money, and he started eating only eight dishes a few days ago. ”

Xiang Kun almost sprayed the bun on his face, eating eight dishes at a time is also called lack of money?

[It's about to be 515, I hope to continue to hit the 515 red envelope list, and the red envelope rain will be able to give back to readers and promotional works on May 15. A piece is also love, it must be better!]