The number of men in each convoy ranged from twenty to twenty, and the least was the convoy of the man with the earrings, which had only twelve men.

The largest number were white boys, with a convoy of twenty-seven or eight people.

More than 100 people from six teams are crowded into a small bun shop, and the boss can't provide everyone's buns at all.

Of the only seven or eight tables in the bun shop, six of them are seated, and they are the owners and housekeepers of each team.

The brothers in the convoy simply did not go to the bun shop and sat directly in the carriages of each family.

This is not only spacious, but also able to look at your own goods.

It's just that the buns ......

"Boss, why hasn't the bun come up yet?"

"Boss, trouble quicker. ”

"Boss, let's talk about the vegetarian meat first. ”

The owner of the steamed bun shop didn't even have the time to entertain guests at this time. I have already gone to the kitchen to roll out the skin, make steamed buns, and steam buns with the proprietress together.

For the urging outside the kitchen, the owner of the bun shop only apologized vigorously,

"Please wait a little longer, bosses, the buns will come soon. The shop is sorry to send some more soup. ”

The bun shop is a mom-and-pop shop, and there are only husband and wife, and there is no third person to help.

Even if the bun shop and the couple are tired to death, they won't be able to get there.

The people of Team 6 knew this, so they didn't rush it again.

The six teams asked in advance, and all the meat and vegetarian fillings in the bun shop were wrapped into steamed buns, which was probably enough for the six teams to eat.

Big cage drawer, big buns, steaming, but also fast.

Steamed ten cage drawers at a time, but only three times, and all the meat and vegetarian fillings in the small shop were steamed.

There are thirty-two buns in one cage drawer, and ten are steamed three times, for a total of a thousand buns smaller.

There is no need for the owner of the steamed bun shop to deliver it, and the brothers of each family directly take the steamed bun clean.

After the boss finished steaming the buns, he didn't dare to be idle. and the proprietress were busy making soup for the people in the team, which was considered a delivery.

With such a big customer, the boss doesn't care about the change of these soups and waters.

The brothers of each house ate and drank for themselves, and when they met, they smiled kindly, but never spoke much.

After a while, everyone was basically full of food and drink.

The respective proprietors gave the money to the owner of the bun shop, and each took his brother to pack up and continue on his way.

Just then, there was a man passing by on the side of the road.

The man was tall and fat. He carried a wine gourd in his hand and a sword pinned to his waist.

He walked staggeringly, as if he was drunk.

The fat man came to the bun shop and asked the boss loudly:

"Boss! I want ten meat buns!

"I'm sorry for this master, the buns in the shop are all sold out today. Why don't you come back tomorrow?"

"What! Uncle wants to eat steamed buns today, you want Uncle to come back tomorrow? Tomorrow Uncle I will starve to death! I don't care, it's the steamed bun shop that sells me the steamed buns!"

"Uncle, you are really embarrassed to be a small shop. Today there is really no more, and not a bun is gone. Uncle, you take care of it. The shop apologizes to you. ”

"It's just noon, how can there be no buns! You must be coaxing me!"

"Don't hide it from uncle, there should have been buns. However, today a few convoys came to the road and wrapped all the buns from the shop. ”

The fat man instantly looked at several convoys, and his eyes were very unkind. Wobbling and walking towards the convoy.

With the strength of the wine, he cursed and scolded,

"What a bullshit team, dare to grab Uncle Ben's buns. One by one, I don't want to live. ”

The fat man glanced around a few times and walked towards the white-faced boy.

At the same time, he scolded loudly:

"How dare a white boy who hasn't grown all his hair rob the uncle's buns. Hurry up and kneel on the ground and kowtow three times to the uncle. Uncle will spare you and your group from dying. ”

The fat man is looking for something!

But is it because he didn't have a bun and was drunk, or did he have ulterior motives, or even premeditated for a long time?

The people of the six convoys all had the same skeptical expressions on their faces, and they were all on guard.

The brethren took up their arms, and their eyes became emotionless.

Wei Ying is certainly no exception.

Gripping the sword in his hand, he looked at Steward Wang, and then at Lin Zhanqing and Han Yuning.

His eyes swept around the brothers in his own convoy again.

Everyone stared at the fat man and the white-faced boy.

The white-faced boy is really a good hand at walking the rivers and lakes, facing such an aggressive posture of a fat man.

There was no panic at all, and there was no displeasure in sight. first bowed to the fat man, and then said:

"The rivers and lakes are so big, and when you meet them, you are friends. It's really inappropriate for my brother to not be able to eat buns today. ”

The white-faced young man turned his head and commanded his subordinates:

"Give my brother a few buns I prepared. ”

The white-faced young man's subordinates immediately took out a paper bag, and the white-faced boy took it, holding the paper bag in both hands and handing it to the fat man.

The paper bag is the size of a small bag, bulging, and there are at least a dozen buns inside.

The fat man didn't take it, only looked at the white-faced boy with a smile.

The two of them froze there for a while.

At this time, not only the white-faced young man and his party, but everyone was extremely nervous.

There must be something strange about this fat man, what the hell is it, it was revealed at this moment.

The fat man looked at the white-faced boy coldly.

The white-faced young man leaned back slightly, his eyes full of vigilance.

The white-faced young man's men were already ready to hold their swords and hold their swords. As soon as something is wrong, immediately join forces to deal with the fat man.

The fat man suddenly threw the wine gourd past the white-faced boy and smashed it into his subordinates behind the white-faced boy.

The moment the fat man threw out the wine gourd, his right hand turned into a fist with a whistling fist. Slammed into the white-faced boy.

This fat man is a martial arts master!

The white-faced boy didn't want to take it, and directly retreated to dodge the punch.

The fat man took advantage of this to pull out the saber at his waist, and the long sword was blurred without a trace.

As soon as he made a move, the messy sword shadow completely covered the white-faced boy. There is no way to hide, there is no way to avoid it.

The white-faced young man knew that this trick was powerful, although he didn't panic, but he also fought ten out of ten and dealt with it carefully.

The white-faced young man first slashed out from the front of him, opening the fat man's sword shadow into a big hole.

The sword light was non-stop, approaching the fat man.

The white-faced boy slashed another sword in the direction of his right hand, and this sword split the surrounding sword shadows two feet wide.

The white-faced boy immediately drilled out and escaped from the shadow of the sword.

The fat man easily broke the sword light of the white-faced boy, and looked at the white-faced boy with a smile.

Only one move, a judgment from above.

The fat man's martial arts are far higher than that of the white-faced boy.

The white-faced boy and his men stared at the fat man, their eyes full of fear, but unusually determined.

No one took a step back.

The fat man slowly approached the white-faced boy step by step with a smile, and at this moment, a loud shout sounded,

"Don't deceive people too much!"

Everyone hurriedly looked at it, and the owner of the voice was the owner of a convoy, a tall and thin man with prominent cheekbones.

This scene was really unexpected by everyone present.

This master man with prominent cheekbones doesn't look like a good person, but he is so chivalrous.

No one in the other team leaders dared to speak at all, and Wei Ying, Lin Zhanqing, and Han Yuning were the same.

But this tall, thin man with prominent cheekbones pulled out a knife to help when he saw injustice, and he was really a hero.

The chivalrous behavior of the tall and thin cheekbones man made everyone present suddenly infected.

Everyone was no longer the bystanders before, but took a step forward and looked like fat men in unison.

If you don't agree with each other, you have to shoot them all.

Square-faced middle-aged man says:

"This friend, it doesn't matter where you're coming from or where you're going. Jianghu Road sees us as friends, so it's not appropriate for a teenager to be so embarrassed. ”

black-faced rough man says:

"What kind of bullshit is to learn martial arts to bully dolls!

The man with the earrings then said:

"This friend, everyone is from the rivers and lakes, and everything is harmonious. If you really don't care about face, it's the current situation. Who's at stake? I don't need to dwell on it. ”

The leaders of the other teams all spoke, only Wei Ying remained, and of course Wei Ying would not be absent.

"This friend, even if you are strong in martial arts. It's really hurtful, and it's hard to say what the situation is. ”

The people of the six convoys became the same battle line in an instant, and together they regarded the fat man who grabbed the bun as the enemy.

The fat man was not afraid. Smiled disdainfully, and said:

"Do you really want to fight me for a hairy kid? ”

The fat man's words made everyone present angry, and the tall and thin cheekbone man who spoke first stood up and said:

"Dead fatty! Don't be stubborn. If you really have the ability, go through 300 rounds with me first. ”

The high-hand cheekbone man immediately rushed forward with his sword and fought with the fat man.

The fat man's black light sword shadow flickered, like a senluo law net.

The tall and thin cheekbones man has a sword aura that is vertical and horizontal, like a long rainbow transit.

The two of them have one move and one style, and the more they fight, the more ruthless they become.

Between you and me, the martial arts are on par.

This scene made everyone present a little stunned.

Wei Ying, a square-faced middle-aged man, a black-faced rough man and a white-faced young man, were all amazed in their hearts.

I didn't expect this fat man's martial arts to be so powerful, and the martial arts of the tall and thin cheekbones man in the team were not weaker than the fat man's.

Which of these two people is far from being comparable to himself.

Lin Zhanqing and Han Yuning, especially Lin Zhanqing, looked at the two who were fighting with a strange look.

Lin Zhanqing's pupils shrank, a little curious, and a little puzzled.

Lin Zhan thought to himself,

Although these two people shot mercilessly, they always felt that these two people did not feel like they were meeting for the first time.

The moves seem to be very cooperative and tacit. And although the two fought fiercely, neither of them really wanted to win.

Obviously, the two of them each have several opportunities, as long as they fight one more step, they can obviously outperform each other.

But the two were inexplicable, and slowed down a little, allowing the two sides to maintain a close draw.

In such a situation, there must be something strange!

These two definitely know each other, and they are very familiar, these two are in a group!"

Lin Zhanqing thought of this and subconsciously looked at Han Yuning.

Han Yuning also happened to look over.

The two looked at each other, and they looked at each other exactly the same.

Lin Zhanqing and Han Yuning already had a plan in their hearts.

The two stood silently beside Wei Ying without saying a word. The appearance is very natural, and there is nothing out of the ordinary.

(Because I'm afraid that friends in other places won't be able to see it, so take up space in the chapter, and say sorry first!)

"Ask the Hero" is a traditional martial arts original and exclusively authorized by Huanchenzi to be released by Zongheng Chinese Network!

Each of your subscriptions is a strong backing to support and keep writing!

Cheering, subscribing, collecting, commenting, punching in, are all your heart!

Good books are hard to find! People who know books are even harder to find! Just as the so-called Bole and Maxima are indispensable!

Without anyone, no one can achieve anyone!

Thank you for returning the dust!)