Chapter 44: Blood Everywhere
Blue sky, white clouds, white cloud building.
Huanglong City is located in the middle of the human territory of the Shenzhou Continent, at the foot of the Son of Heaven, so Huanglong City is also called Dragon City.
Baiyun Tower is one of the largest and most high-end restaurants in Huanglong City, located in the most convenient transportation, the largest flow of people, the most developed economy, and the most suitable location for viewing the scenery.
Opening such a restaurant and choosing such a location, it can be seen that the owner of Baiyunlou is a rich man who is very well-connected and good at doing business.
At this moment, Baiyun Tower is bustling, business is booming, and the little two are very busy, and there are diners from all over the world gathered here all the time.
On the second floor of Baiyun Building, the "Three Musketeers of the Southern Darkness" were drinking and eating meat around a square table, and I saw that one of the three swordsmen was a man in his fifties, with an eagle nose and eagle eyes, his eyes were as sharp as eagles, and he was dressed in gray, named Zeng Qin.
One is a man in his thirties, skinny, with a pair of triangular eyes but shining, and a black dress named Zeng Chu.
The other was a man about twenty years old, very tall, dignified, dressed in white, named Zeng Wei.
They have different appearances, the only thing they have in common is the three black sheath long swords they put on the table, three feet and three inches, the swords are decorated with gems, they are from the Southern Darkness Sword Sect, and the people of the rivers and lakes call them "The Three Musketeers of the Southern Darkness".
Zeng Qin drank the wine in the cup, frowned slightly, as if thinking about something, Zeng Chu just ate meat and drank wine in a big bowl, looking carefree, Zeng Wei seemed to be very restrained, lowered his head, ate and drank wine, his movements were unhurried but very elegant.
At this time, a man with rat eyes and ears at the side table looked back at the "Three Musketeers of the South China Sea" from time to time, and he suddenly secretly pointed to the "Three Musketeers of the South China Sea", and said in a low voice: "Big brother, look, they are the 'Three Musketeers of the South China Sea." ’”
It was as if he had suddenly recognized a big man.
I only heard a big man sitting next to him raise his voice and said, "Oh——, are those three arrogant guys who call themselves 'Immortal Demon Demon Evil Will Never Return'?"
His tone was full of ridicule, and after saying that, another bald fat man beside him who looked like Maitreya Buddha put down the wine bowl and laughed, laughing so hard that his whole body trembled, as if he had suddenly heard the funniest joke in the world.
"Bang", suddenly Zeng Chu's giant palm was put on the table, and with the other hand, he grabbed a pot of wine and flew out of his hand, throwing it straight at the laughing "Maitreya Buddha", he couldn't pretend that he didn't hear anything.
With a "bang", Zeng Chu threw it casually and hit it, the wine jug shattered, the wine spilled, and the blood rushed out.
The fat man like Maitreya was suddenly stunned, and when he saw the blood and wine flowing down together, his face turned completely white, and he suddenly threw away the wine bowl he had just picked up in his hand, smashed it, covered his head with both hands and screamed, which was very funny.
His cry attracted the attention of countless visitors.
The two people at the same table with the bald fat man were furious, Huo Di stood up, and both drew their sabers, and some curved blades flashed coldly.
The diners sitting next to them saw that it was expected to be another sword and sword, and they rushed to leave their seats and disperse, surrounding the place where they thought it was safer and the best visual effect, and watched with great anticipation, and some did not forget to hold a chicken leg in their hands, while gnawing and watching.
The two big men glared angrily at the "Three Musketeers of the Southern Underworld", and said in unison: "Do you want to die?"
The two of them didn't say a second sentence anymore, and suddenly rushed over, and with a flash of swords, one slashed at Zeng Chu, and the other slashed at Zeng Wei.
Zeng Chu sat steadily, without looking at them, holding the chicken leg in his right hand and gnawing with relish, when the knife was about to slash at him, he suddenly punched out with his left hand, and it hit the stomach of the big man with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, and a casual punch hit the big man like a bear-like flying kite.
The onlookers couldn't help but secretly praise: "Amazing!" They didn't expect that a tiger-like man could be beaten away with a punch.
Another man with rat-eyed ears didn't know why he slashed at Zeng Wei with a knife, and it didn't matter if the knife didn't hit anyone, but at this time, the knife was pressed on the table with one hand.
He couldn't shake the Pu knife even a single bit with all his might, and the knife seemed to be suddenly cast under the hands of the Southern Swordsman, only to make the man sweat profusely, and his face was red.
The big man was extremely angry, and suddenly kicked Zeng Wei on the side, trying to force Zeng Wei to let go, but Zeng Wei suddenly let go of the hand pressing the knife at this time and grabbed the man's arm.
In a flick, the rat-eyed man was also thrown far away, smashed a table, ruined a table of good dishes, and saw his face twisted in pain, moaning on the ground, and rolling into a corner.
The fat man with a wounded head glanced at the two men who couldn't get up, he suddenly changed as if he were a person, his face became solemn, he patted his shaking chest and shouted, "Grandpa is here to fight for you." ”
As soon as the words fell, the big man with a head injury suddenly slapped the table with both hands, the person was already in the air, and suddenly waved his hands together, and dozens of cold rays shot towards the "Three Musketeers of the Southern Underworld".
Some diners saw the technique of this hidden weapon, and then looked at this bald head and fat man who looked like a Maitreya, and couldn't help but lose his voice: "This person turned out to be the chief helmsman of the five gangs and eight gates, Folesheng, known as the 'smiling Maitreya', I didn't expect to be able to see him here." ”
Hearing this, many diners in the rivers and lakes sighed, and the gaze cast at the bald man instantly increased with seven or eight points of awe.
I saw a sudden flash of coldness, Zeng Wei had already pulled out the black sheath long sword, the blade of the sword was like a pool of autumn water, it was a good sword forged by Nanming Tieying.
Zeng Wei didn't stand up, his upper body turned back, and suddenly the sword came out like a snake, turning into pieces of snow and frost, and the dozens of hidden weapons were not able to escape from his sword, and the onlookers sighed one by one, they were simply dazzled, and they couldn't imagine that the smiling Maitreya's "Buddha Scattered Flowers" was broken like this.
The "smiling Maitreya" still has a trick, he pulled out a cold and shining treasure knife from his sleeve, tapped the edge of the table with his toes, and shot towards the "Three Musketeers of the Southern Darkness".
Zeng Weijian was already in the sheath, placed on the table, drank the wine, and tasted it carefully, as if he didn't know that an incomparably sharp sword had come from behind him, but fortunately the knife was not pointed at him......
I saw the "smiling Maitreya" volley at Zeng Qin Tianlinggai, who was drinking calmly, the knife was fast and fierce, simple but direct, and usually effective, he was also an expert in making knives.
At this time, the fat face of the "smiling Maitreya" suddenly turned red, because the blade seemed to be about to make intimate contact with Zeng Qin's head, and his heart suddenly throbbed: "Could it be that this person doesn't know martial arts and has never practiced, and is an ordinary person?"
"Presumptuous!"
Who knew that he suddenly heard a loud shout, like a thunderbolt in a sunny day. Immediately after hearing the sound of "bang", I saw Zeng Qin put down the wine bowl with a loud shout, and he put the wine bowl gently, and the sake in the bowl turned out to be like a spring, a pillar of optimus, impartial, all on the chest of the "smiling Maitreya".
The smiling Maitreya snorted in mid-air, and his huge body was hit by a bowl of wine and flew straight out, and the knife also flew out and stuck on the beam.
When the smiling Maitreya fell to the ground, he could not get up, his face suddenly became as pale as paper, blood spilled from the corners of his mouth, and the diners stared at him with interest.
Zhuge Baiyun, the boss of Baiyun Building, was also watching, he rarely appeared in this crowd, I saw that he was about twenty years old, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, handsome appearance, and a white dress that was spotless, looking like a scholar.
He hasn't been watching the "Three Musketeers of the Southern Darkness" in the limelight, and he hasn't paid much attention to the "Smiling Maitreya", the chief helmsman of the five gangs and eight gates, he has to look back at a back from time to time, a blue shadow, and he is very careful, as if the person in the back is much more terrifying than the "Three Musketeers of the Southern Underworld" and the "Smiling Maitreya" combined.
The three defeated men had fled without a trace, and the juniors were busier for no reason, and the diners seemed to be unsatisfied, and they went back to their seats, some of them scolded the three defeated men for ruining their meals, and some couldn't help but quietly discuss some opinions on this battle.
- The reason why it was discussed "quietly" was because the "Three Musketeers of the Southern Underworld" were still sitting there.
Suddenly, someone said, "The 'Three Musketeers of the Southern Darkness' are you?"
So, all the diners were quiet all of a sudden, and the shopkeeper was also stunned, forgetting to be busy, and the place suddenly became silent, because the voice that spoke just now was a woman's voice, and the voice was so good.