Chapter Eighty-Seven: A Better Idea

Bang dang!

The young man fell heavily to the ground, and easily pulled over a table, and the porcelain plates, teacups, and candlesticks on the table fell to the ground with a crackling sound.

The innkeeper Huo Ran stood up and wanted to come over to see what was going on, but for some reason, he stopped again, only showing an anxious expression on his face.

Several backpackers in the adjacent seats were also taken aback, and they all left their seats and hid to the side to avoid getting involved in the dispute.

As the focal point, Dean didn't care about the feelings of others, and quickly chased after him, stepping on the young man's back, pressing him so hard that he couldn't roll over, then bent down, took a wallet out of his pants pocket in a big way, shook it in front of his eyes, and said, "Hands are fast, standard gypsy techniques, who taught you?"

"me, let me go, or you'll regret it!" said the young man viciously, in English, though a little lame.

"Huh?"

Dean smiled, grabbed the silver candlestick on the ground, and slammed it the young man's right arm with a "snap".

This candlestick is made of sterling silver, which has been around for some years, hard, heavy, quaint in shape, and most importantly solid, just a handy weapon.

"Ahh

"So arrogant?"

Dean's face sank, and he continued to swing the silver candlestick, smashing it ferociously on the young man's arm bone, again and again, without stopping, like a piledriver, making an ear-stopping sound.

The young man was still cursing at first, but after half a minute, he was already begging for mercy, crying bitterly, hoping that Dean would let him go.

"Don't fight again, if you hit him again, he will be crippled. Li Yuling said to stop her.

"What about that?" Dean asked, looking back.

"Call the police. Li Yuling took out her mobile phone and planned to call the police.

"Wait!" Dean waved his hand, smiled at her, and said, "I have a better idea!"

"Huh?" Lucy Li frowned slightly.

Ponche was intrigued, wondering what Dean thought was a better idea.

"Boy!" Dean lowered his head and yelled at the young man, "Would you rather go to the damp and gloomy prison to eat prison food, and by the way, send warmth to the murderous and sturdy criminals inside, and enjoy the fifty people reincarnation ** big package, or do you want to return to the safety of the lair in ten minutes?"

"If you're going to make the second choice, it's best to pay for my meal right away, and by the way, give enough compensation to the boss who suffered from the pond fish disaster!"

Faced with the multiple-choice question given by Dean, the young man did not say a word of nonsense, nodded very tamely, and made the second choice wisely.

Dean graciously withdrew his foot from him, and watched him count enough money to give to his boss before letting him go.

......

"It's a shame that if I knew someone was paying, I should have ordered a few more foie gras. After resuming his seat, Dean uttered his first words in a depressed manner.

When Pang Xie heard this, he couldn't help but be stunned, he finally understood why the Winchester brothers could survive even though they didn't have a job, and dared to love this man who had already taken black eating black as his daily work.

After eating, Pang Xie went back to the room to continue the spell, although the vitality of heaven and earth was weak, and the cultivation had no effect, but the spell could still be practiced.

He had been pondering the last two tricks of "Destroying the Six-Character True Decision" for the past few days, and he had almost studied it, and to his delight, the Earth Movement Technique had also begun to glimpse the door.

Some time ago, he sketched countless patterns, almost exhausted him to death, he suffered enough, and the harvest was big enough, not only did he cultivate into a golden pill, but also his use of divine consciousness was also perfected, and the earth movement technique, which was completely impossible to practice before, also began to make a breakthrough.

After the Dean brothers and Lucy Li had eaten, they did not plan to leave, but went to the bar, found the innkeeper, and prepared to stay here.

"Listen to me, several, and if I were you, leave this town at once. The innkeeper said with a frown.

"Why?" Dean asked.

"The guy you hit just now is not easy to deal with. The innkeeper reminded.

"Why? Are they very powerful? Are they gangsters? I've always heard people say that Hungary is safe. Li Yuling said.

"That was before, and in recent years the law and order has become worse and worse, and since the Mesopotamian Plains War started by the Mesosopotamian Federation, more and more refugees have fled from there, and they have gathered in every city on the continent of Europa. That guy just now was from a nearby refugee gathering point, these people were organized and teamed, and they were ruthless, and even the police were a little afraid of them. The innkeeper said.

"It's okay, come on, no one in this world can scare me away!" Dean said without hesitation.

The innkeeper didn't speak, and turned his head to look at Li Yuling.

"Three rooms. Lucy Li continued.

The innkeeper sighed, said nothing more, and opened the room for them.

The three rooms are next to each other, numbered 202, 204 and 206, with Lucy Lee living in the middle room and Dean and Sam on either side.

Coincidentally, Pang Xie happened to live in room 203, opposite Lucy Li's room.

......

Autumn nights always come earlier, just over an hour after dinner, and it's already completely dark.

Pang Xie didn't turn on the light, stayed alone in the room, sat cross-legged on the ground, let go of the divine consciousness in his body, and weaved the divine consciousness and mana together in a special way to form an impenetrable net.

If you want to really walk underground, you have to practice at least to be able to use this big net to cover your entire body, but unfortunately, with his current ability, he can only cover one hand at most.

Pang Xie silently weaved a net, covered his right hand, and then reached out to the ground, his palm silently passed through the floor, as if through an illusory gas, without feeling the slightest resistance, and then stretched down, when it reached his wrist, it was beyond the scope of the large net, and suddenly felt the hard floor, so he didn't stretch down again, and pulled out his hand.

After pulling out his hand, the large net was dispersed, the palm of his hand did not change, the floor was not damaged at all, and even the layer of floating ash on the surface did not change in the slightest.

"It's really a good spell, go back and practice it well, maybe it can be of great use at a critical moment. Pang Xie said secretly in his heart.

He was practicing here, and the opposite room was not idle, the sound of a TV series came from Li Yuling's room, and a drama was playing, constantly saying terms such as police, detective, and deduction, which seemed to be a reasoning drama.

Dean and Sam both listen to rock music, with Dean listening to a tune called "Money talks" which fits his personality, and Sam listening to a song called "Carry On My ayard Son".

These two brothers are not very old, but they have been listening to songs for some years, and they seem to be nostalgic people.

Pang Xie can hear so much, it's not that these people are making their voices very loud, or he is deliberately eavesdropping, since he was promoted to the Jindan realm, the five senses that were already sensitive to the inhuman realm have been further improved, even if they are thousands of meters away, someone can hear the whispering clearly, not to mention that it is only separated by two doors.

As time passed, the night grew darker, the sound of TV and music had disappeared, and it seemed that all three people on the other side were asleep.

Pang Xie rested for a while, planning to practice other techniques again, when he suddenly heard the sound of climbing the wall outside the window, and his heart couldn't help but move, pushed open the window, and looked down.

I saw seven or eight people standing downstairs, carrying all kinds of weapons in their hands, including axes, daggers, steel pipes, and even two rusty pistols.

One of the people standing at the front, with a bandage on his arm, was the same young man who had almost broken his arm by Dean a few hours earlier.