With a "bang", the wine jar fell on the table.

Yuan Feng sat at the table and felt a soft internal force radiate from the wine jar onto the table.

"You old man, you're so rude," Xiao Er complained.

"Hahaha, what a disturbance, I really can't help but smell the wine when I pass by here," the old man rolled up his sleeves, trying to find some scattered silver taels, "I left in a hurry, I forgot to bring silver taels."

The old man smiled like an old naughty boy and looked at the shopkeeper.

"You want to pay on credit?!, you old man who doesn't know whether to live or die" Xiao Er was naturally very angry, if he didn't come to this jar of wine for money, he would be unlucky.

The old man squinted at Xiao Er, "You are so arrogant, how can I owe you money!"

"It's okay," Yuan Feng stood up and said to the old man with a smile, "I'll invite this jar of wine!"

There was a squeak at the door, and everyone looked at it, and three people were pushing the door and breaking into the hotel. He was dressed in ink-colored clothes, wearing a scarf on his head, and holding a seven-star folding knife in his hand.

Yuan Feng knew that this was the unique weapon of the Kongtong faction.

The Seven Stars Folding Flower Knife is easy to identify, with seven stars on the handle of the knife, which is made of special cold iron and is extremely lightweight.

It seems that with this old man's qualifications, he is also a master above the Kongtong faction's empty character generation.

The Kongtong faction and the Diancang faction have a very good relationship, and the Kongtong faction must have their own affairs. If he recognized him this time, it would be difficult to retreat in the face of such a master.

Pushing the door in, the three descendants were about the same age as Yuan Feng, and they saw the old man at a glance.

The first descendant said, "Master, Elder Yu is afraid that you will drink and make a mistake, why are you drinking again!"

When the old man heard this voice, he smiled awkwardly: "Hai'an, I haven't drunk all the way, I'm addicted to alcohol."

After a preliminary understanding of the situation, Hai'an hugged Yuanfeng and said, "Thanks to Shaoxia for the master's relief", he said that he would pay money and Yuanfeng.

Yuan Feng naturally didn't want it, and after a few shirks, Hai An didn't push hard, and after thanking him, he was going to leave.

At this time, he saw the dragon-patterned saber beside Qiao Yun, frowned, and glanced at Yuan Feng again.

All of this is in full view of the Yuan Feng.

"Let's go, Hai'an, Yiliu, Mu Qing,"

"Master, slow down," Hai An secretly raised the Seven Star Folding Flower Knife in his hand and walked towards Yuan Feng.

Presumably he recognized Yuan Feng, who was secretly accumulating strength in his legs, looking for the best direction to draw his sword.

"What's wrong?"

Five meters, four meters, three meters, two meters, the distance between the two is getting closer and closer, Hai An slowly walked into the range of Yuan Feng's sword, Yuan Feng felt the murderous aura between his eyebrows, and was waiting for him to make a move.

Hai'an: "Master, the person who passed on to our portrait from the Diancang Sect a few days ago is him!"

Hai'an pulled out the scabbard with his right hand, and before the sword was pulled out, he felt a chill. The back of Yuanfeng's sword was close to his neck.

What a fast sword!!

"Ping, it's not to blame you for not being good at learning art in the day," the old man looked at Hai'an with a smile, "Don't worry, he can take your life a long time ago."

As soon as the words fell, there was a "whoosh", and three money darts broke through the air.

The people who were eating left the store in surprise, and Xiao Er and the shopkeeper were trembling at the counter, not daring to make a sound.

Yuan Feng turned sideways, and the sword in his hand also deflected along the way, and Hai An seized the opportunity to bend down and escape from under the sword.

Yuan Feng jumped up, kicked the wooden pillar next to him with his right foot, turned over with a harrier, and with a spin with his left foot, he just kicked the empty wine jar on the table, and the wine jar flew up in the air, just blocking the three money darts impartially.

It seems that the hidden weapon was placed by two people who accompanied him. These three men are not a threat because they are still in their studies. And what he is afraid of is the strength of the old man.

He has never made a move, which is the biggest hidden danger in Yuan Feng's heart.