"The son of the county magistrate, defy the law, talk about the tea hall, and welcome the driver!"

The drums sounded.

Zhang Wenliu couldn't help but shudder.

Looking up, there was a black crowd in the tea hall, and it was full.

"Sixth master, you ate two bowls of noodles and only gave money for one bowl." A young man with oily hair and a pink face, a traitor's head, and a blue brocade coat said.

Zhang Wenliu looked at the man in front of him who looked like a "factory flower" with six or seven points of imagination, and a large amount of information suddenly appeared in his head.

"I crossed? And it also crossed over to the little six sons of "Let the Bullets Fly"! ”

Zhang Wenliu instantly understood his situation.

"Let the Bullets Fly"!

Tea Lobby!

Little Liuzi!

Jelly!

This is a classic scene in which the bullets fly, Hu Wan united with the martial arts people and small traders to frame Xiao Liuzi for eating two bowls of noodles and only giving money for one bowl of noodles, and Xiao Liuzi took the powder by disembowelment in order to prove his innocence.

It's a dead end!

Seeing that Xiao Liuzi didn't speak, Hu Wan thought that he was weak-hearted, and continued: "Sixth Master, are you planning to admit it?" Silence is acquiescence. ”

Zhang Wenliu's head turned fast, as a young man who never left his mobile phone all the year round and was familiar with various novels about rebirth, he accepted his identity in an instant.

"Silence? It doesn't exist, since God has given me this golden finger, let's have a good time! Zhang Wenliu showed a strange smile, "Next, it's time for me to perform." ”

Zhang Wenliu suddenly laughed, "Hahaha-" The soil on the beams of the house shook with laughter falling down, instantly attracting everyone's attention.

"Sixth master, it's not possible to pretend to be crazy and stupid."

Zhang Wenliu didn't answer Hu Wan's words at all, and turned to look at the black-hearted vendor: "How many bowls of noodles did you say I ate?" ”

"Two bowls." The vendor in the melon skin hat replied.

Wu Juren kicked the small trader's buttocks, "Impossible, the sixth master is the son of the county magistrate, how can he owe you money?" ”

"I just ate two bowls and only gave money for one bowl." The small trader is sharp-tongued and does not stumble at all.

Hu Wan sang white face, Wu Juren sang red face, one slandered the six sons, and the other praised the six sons so that the six sons could not come to the stage, which eventually led to the six sons being disemboweled.

Hu Wan: The players and referees are all my people, what are you fighting with me?

Zhang Wenliu raised his hand and stopped Hu Wan and Wu Juren.

"You said I ate two bowls of noodles and gave money for one bowl?" Zhang Wenliu asked again.

The vendor nodded like pounded garlic, "That's right, you just ate two bowls of noodles and gave money for one bowl." ”

"How much does a bowl of noodles cost?"

"A piece of the ocean."

Zhang Wenliu smiled: "What about the money I gave you?" ”

"Here, here!" The little trader couldn't wait to take out a silver ocean with Yuan Shikai's portrait printed on it, "This is a piece of the ocean that the sixth master gave me." ”

"Bring it to you!" Zhang Wenliu snatched it with his hand, blew it, and put it to his ear, only to hear the buzzing sound.

It's true!

"Okay, I ate your two bowls of noodles, and I didn't give you a dime."

What?

The little trader was stunned!

Hu Wan was also stunned!

Wu Juren's mouth was open, and he didn't notice it when he flowed down.

"This, this, this-" Hu Wan's prepared rhetoric was all blocked in his throat, why the hell didn't he play cards according to common sense?

Zhang Wenliu said: "What a bowl of noodles, two bowls of noodles, you have to figure out, I am the son of the county magistrate, I ate noodles, and I actually paid back!" ”

"You go and look through the history of Goose City, do you have the son of the county magistrate who pays back money for food?"

"Is there any?"

Wu Juren muttered in a low voice, "There really isn't." ”

"Good!" Zhang Wenliu rushed over and grabbed the Wuju people, "This is the Wuju person appointed by the emperor in the 31st year of Guangxu, in terms of qualifications, no one in our goose city can compare to him, Wuju people's words, is there any fake?" ”

Wuju people were stunned, how did they feel that what he said was all my words?

Hu Wan saw that the form did not develop in the expected direction, and said loudly: "We are here to ask for fairness today, he is the son of the county magistrate, he ate two bowls of noodles, and only gave one bowl of money, which is called unfairness." ”

"Since it's unfair for the county magistrate's son to take the lead, what the county magistrate said is a fart!"

Yeah!

Only then did the surrounding audience react and hurriedly responded.

Wu Juren carefully observed Zhang Wenliu's expression, and as long as he found that he showed signs of wanting to make a move, he would go up to stop Zhang Wenliu.

Who knew that Zhang Wenliu was not angry, but applauded: "Hu Wan is right, and I agree with it." ”

Hu Wan: No, I've already inquired, this sixth man has the worst temper and is stupid, why don't you bite the hook?

He was surprised and delighted: "Why, the sixth master also admits that the county magistrate is farting when he speaks?" ”

Zhang Wenliu said with a smile: "I don't know if the county magistrate is farting when he speaks, but I know that your master Huang Shilang is also farting when he speaks." ”

"Hu Wan said just now, because I am the son of the county magistrate, it is unfair for me to take the lead, so the county magistrate is farting when he speaks, isn't it?"

Hu Wan: "This—"

"Alright, shut up." Zhang Wenliu's face turned cold, "Since this is the case, then you Hu Wan is Huang Shilang's house slave, if you make a mistake, does it prove that Huang Shilang is not a good person?" ”

"Ladies and gentlemen, if your son has sinned, does it prove that you are also a criminal? It doesn't make sense! ”

"My sixth child has always been a one-man worker, you can pull me, don't pull my parents, by the way, my biological parents died as early as when they fought the Eight-Nation Alliance, and the county magistrate is just my father-in-law."

Wow –

"It turns out that the sixth child is not the county magistrate's own son?"

"This is big news, I'll just say, the county magistrate 。。。。。。"

The onlookers who ate melons discussed that they were arranged actors, but it didn't prevent them from eating melons, especially this kind of ethical melon, everyone loves to eat them.

In fact, the most important point of "Let the Bullets Fly" Hu Wan grasped the little six sons, that is, the six sons are the sons of the county magistrate, and they want to bring down Zhang Mazi by engaging in the little six sons.

Now that he heard that Xiao Liuzi revealed his life experience, and the county magistrate's son's handle was self-defeating, Hu Wan was a little numb.

Hu Wan and Wu Juren glanced at each other, and instantly had a plan.

"Sixth master, it doesn't matter if you and the county magistrate are biological, let's talk about cold noodles today, one bowl is one bowl, two bowls are two bowls, and you can't be ambiguous."

"Then let's talk about jelly."

Zhang Wenliu said calmly: "Shopkeeper, one is one, two is two, a bowl of noodles, one dollar, how many dollars did I give you?" ”

The small trader didn't dare to look at Zhang Wenliu's eyes: "One, one dollar." ”

"Nonsense, I obviously gave you two yuan, and one more, bring it!"

Small traders: ???

"Sixth Master, you have wronged a small person, you obviously only gave one dollar."

Hu Wan also helped: "Sixth master, you ate two bowls of noodles and only gave one dollar." ”

"Who saw it? Did you see that? ”

Hu Wan: "I didn't see it, but—"

"But a fart, from beginning to end, there is only this jelly seller who speaks, isn't what he said is a golden rule? Is that the truth? ”

Hu Wan was anxious: "People are just a seller of cold powder, how can they tell lies?" ”

"Xiaohu, you don't know this." Zhang Wenliu suddenly patted Hu Wan's shoulder, "There is a saying that there is no business and no treachery." ”

"Just yesterday, this peddler was severely beaten by Wuju people for telling lies, and everyone knows about it." Zhang Wenliu looked at Wuju people, "Master Wuju, is there such a thing?" ”

Wu Juren touched his buttocks, "Yes." ”

"You see, he even dares to lie to Master Wuju, Lord Wuju was appointed by the emperor in the 31st year of Guangxu, and he is bigger than the official of the county magistrate, I am just the righteous son of the county magistrate, you say, will this peddler lie?"

"This, this—" Hu Wan was speechless when asked.

This sixth child, by touting the Wuju people, turned the Wuju people into his echo worms, and spoke politely and politely, Hu Wan felt that his master Huang Shilang was also at this level.

"But—" Hu Wan still wanted to say.

"But what is it, isn't it just a bowl of noodles, a bowl of noodles is enough for anyone to eat, so that the foreigners next door can see it, and they think we can't afford to eat noodles." Zhang Wenliu turned around and arched his hand to the spectators, "I announce, everyone present today has a bowl of noodles per person, and one bowl per person, and my Xiaoliu has money!" ”

He took out a bag of the ocean from his bosom and trembled.

"Good!"

"The sixth master is domineering!"

"The Sixth Master is mighty!"

。。。。。。

Zhang Wenliu came out of the tea hall, his back was already soaked.

Don't look at what he said just now, in fact, he was panicked!

According to the plot, Xiao Liuzi has already died of a broken stomach at this time.

Zhang Wenliu wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, and said secretly: Sixth master, don't worry, your revenge, let me Zhang Wenliu take revenge.

Huang Shilang, Hu Wan, Wu Juren, and these spectators who eat human blood steamed buns, none of them can escape!

"Ding—Congratulations to the host for completing the task of the tea lobby."

"Mission content: Xiao Liuzi survives and defeats Hu Wan and Wu Juren."

"Reward: Gun Mastery (Beginner): Within 10 meters, there are no bullets."

"The next stage of the mission: defeat Huang Shilang and save the master."

A mechanical sound sounded in Zhang Wenliu's head.

"Mission-based traversal? If I complete the task, will I be able to go home? Zhang Wenliu muttered.

The master's original name was Ma Bond, and the real master's surname was Tang, but he was killed by Zhang Mazi, Zhang Mazi occupied the magpie's nest and incarnated as Ma Bond, and the real Ma Bond became the master.

The following Ma Bond is collectively referred to as Shiye.

In the distance, Zhang Mazi and his master rode over.

"Little Liuzi!" Zhang Mazi turned over and dismounted, grabbed Zhang Wenliu's arm, "Let my father see, is there any injury?" ”

Zhang Wenliu looked at the tough guy in front of him who looked like Jiang Wen, his face was full of concern, and the clothes on his body were soaked.

This made the left-behind children, Zhang Wenliu, who lacked fatherly love, sour, "I'm fine, they are the ones who have something." ”

Zhang Mazi breathed a long sigh of relief: "It's okay, it's okay." ”

Then his face turned ruthless, "I'm going to look for them, I dare to touch my son, I'm tired of it!" ”

The master hurriedly stopped Zhang Mazi: "You can't kill it!" Kill him, and Huang Shilang will have another excuse to find something to do with us. ”

Zhang Mazi pointed at Zhang Wenliu and said, "Do you want my son to be bullied in vain?" You don't know the character of the sixth son, he can't stand being wronged the most, I can imagine that the sixth son may even commit suicide by breaking his stomach to prove his innocence. ”

The master's eyes were about to pop out: "Huang Shilang just wants to see you like this, with a defeated face, murderous pig heart, murder pig heart!" ”