Hearing what the old man said, Sheng Tianbu was no longer reluctant, and looked around at the so-called herbal tea shop, the sun and moon on his head, uncovered on all sides, just a table, a few bowls of herbal tea, and said:

"You look like you've been in this shop for some years, and I see you're not too young, why don't you let the children at home come over to help you?"

The old man sighed and said, "How can the current offspring be able to look up to this kind of business?" Like the one in my family, I go out every day to fool around, where can I find someone?! ”

Sheng Tianbu understood when he heard it, and he didn't mention this stubble, took a sip of herbal tea, and found that it was not as bitter as he imagined, and even a little sweet after drinking, and couldn't help but praise:

"Uncle, your gestures are pretty good!"

"Hahaha......"

The old man finally smiled and said happily:

"Pretty boy, it's not me who blows water, the recipe of this herbal tea is handed down from my ancestors, I have opened this shop myself for 30 years, and none of the neighbors around me who have drunk my herbal tea say anything bad.

It's a pity that my decrepit boy refuses to inherit my craft, and the things passed down by my ancestors are afraid that they will be lost in my hands! ”

Sheng Tianbu can understand the old man's thoughts, the flower world outside is too attractive, which young person is willing to stay in the countryside and sell herbal tea?

If it were him, I guess I wouldn't want to.

He chatted with the old man with a ride or not.

Soon, after drinking a bowl of tea, Sheng Tianbu got up and prepared to leave, and pressed the hundred pieces at the bottom of the bowl.

No way, he really didn't have any change on him.

The old man's eyes were sharp, and he grabbed Sheng Tianbu at once, and wanted to find him money.

Where does Sheng Tianbu care about a hundred or dozens of people, if he earns it at will, the old man can't pull it at all.

At this moment, a young male voice full of anger came:

"Servant you on the street, even the old man is bullied, is there any humanity?"

"Huh?"

Sheng Tianbu didn't even understand what was going on, but he felt a vicious wind hit the back of his head. The figure twisted, one hand into a claw, and turned along the body, it was completely instinctive, Sheng Tianbu not only turned around immediately, but also grabbed the "evil wind" behind him.

If you look closely, the "evil wind" is a hand, and the owner of the hand is a young man, in his twenties, flat-headed, and a little arrogant.

The man didn't seem to expect Sheng Tianbu to be able to turn around in an instant, and grabbed his hand, and was taken aback, and immediately took out another hand and clasped Sheng Tianbu's hand.

To be honest, the man reacted quickly, and his shooting speed was not slow, and he also carried a certain familiar routine, which aroused Sheng Tianbu's great interest.

Sheng Tianbu didn't move, letting the man clasp his hand and grab him.

"Let me go!"

After the man buckled Sheng Tianbu, he looked very confident, and his wrist was forced, and at a weird angle, he wanted to press the other party to bend with one hand.

But no matter how hard he tried, Sheng Tianbu's hands were "like iron and steel", and he didn't move.

"Brother, don't be so impulsive!"

The man was silent, he seemed to be very unconvinced, and his right whip leg was pumped towards Sheng Tianbu again, trying to make him let go. The young man attacked himself first, and was still unrelenting when he was caught, Sheng Tianbu was a little annoyed.

"Lie down for me!!"

Seeing the young man raise his feet and pump his legs, Sheng Tianbu seized the opportunity, buckled the other party's one-handed force, and pressed it to the ground.

The young man's strength was completely inferior to Sheng Tianbu, and his center of gravity was unstable after lifting his foot, and his whip leg was not withdrawn, and he was instantly pressed to the ground and fell to the ground.

"Pretty boy, stop, stop, this is a misunderstanding!"

"Azu, hurry up and give me a stop meeting!!"

At this moment, the old man who sold herbal tea finally reacted, trotted over, obviously knew the young man, and called the young man's name while begging Sheng Tianbu.

The young man looked very impulsive and unruly, and when he got up, he did not show weakness, and beckoned:

"Uncle Zhang, you don't have to be afraid, with me, I will definitely not let you be bullied!"

As he spoke, he raised his hand and clenched his fists, and wanted to fight with Sheng Tianbu.

"Decrepit boy, I told you that it was a misunderstanding, did you not listen to me?!"

The old man of herbal tea hurriedly stopped, grabbed the other party, and began to explain in a whisper.

It turned out that the young man saw Sheng Tianbu entangled with the old man, and thought that Sheng Tianbu robbed the old man of his money, or collected protection money or something.

But the old man of herbal tea, this young man also knows, knows that this old man's life is not easy, usually every time he comes to Lantian, he also drinks a few bowls of herbal tea, which is regarded as taking care of the business.

Seeing this situation today, of course, I have to do it.

After listening to the old man's explanation of the misunderstanding, the young man was not embarrassed at all, rubbed his aching wrist, walked up to Sheng Tianbu, and said curiously:

"Hey, you're pretty skilled, what's the mix?"

"You're not bad, you can still resist me a few tricks, but before you do it next time, remember to figure out the reason first, that is, if you meet me, if you meet someone who doesn't know kung fu, you're afraid you'll have to pay a lot of medical expenses!"

Sheng Tianbu looked at the young man who was a head shorter than himself with interest, but with a fierce look in his eyes.

"I just see that you are tall and don't look like a good person, otherwise you would do it!"

The young man's answer was also very interesting, he didn't think he was wrong, and he said it hard.

"Huh!"

With a chuckle, Sheng Tianbu didn't bother to entangle with the other party, raised his feet and moved, and planned to leave.

I never thought that the young man had a strong interest in Sheng Tianbu, so he stepped forward and said with a familiar look:

"Hey, I haven't seen you before, are you new here?"

"What does it have to do with you? Besides, how do you know I'm not a local? ”

Sheng Tianbu replied casually.

"I come every few days, although not everyone knows each other, but I know the nearby villagers very well, if you are here, I can't have not seen you."

The young man explained in a tone of "see through that you are not a local".

"Oh?"

Hearing this, Sheng Tianbu became interested and couldn't help asking:

"Oh? So, you're familiar with this place, huh? Did you know that there is a gun club here?? ”

"What are you asking about this?"

The young man's answer gave Sheng Tianbu hope.

Obviously, the other party has heard of it and even knows the location!

On the surface, Sheng Tianbu remained silent and said indifferently: "What else can I do, of course, is to practice guns!" ”

Hearing Sheng Tianbu's answer, the young man looked at the other party's demeanor again, perhaps thinking that it should not be a lie, and said in confusion:

"Are you a member of the Gun Club?"

"No, but I want to join!"

Sheng Tianbu replied honestly.

"Yes!"

The young man thought for about ten seconds, and suddenly said:

"Okay, I just happened to be going over there, so I'll take you there by the way."

"Thank you very much, I haven't asked you what to call it?"

Sheng Tianbu was overjoyed, and finally found an organization.

"My name is Azu! What about you? ”

The young man asked rhetorically.

"Sheng Tianbu!" Announcing his name, Sheng Tianbu began to follow the young man.

Having acquaintances is different, and soon, under the leadership of Azu, Lantian Trail turned left and right, and finally turned to a place that looked like a dilapidated car repair shop.

There are about 100 square meters here, and when you look at it, the ground is full of old tires, rusty heavy iron, tools, etc., if it is a car repair shop, I am afraid no one will not believe it.

There was only one clerk, a not tall, stocky middle-aged man, dressed in dirty green camouflage, about 50 years old.

"Azu, are you here to practice guns today?"