Chapter 983: Misidentification

When the monk didn't have much help in the martial arts duel, he had accumulated a lot of experience for Shi Qingjue in recognizing people, and when he walked into Baixing Building, he knew after a few glances that the person with the highest status was this short and sturdy man sitting upstairs.

It's not complicated to make this judgment, dozens of tables of guests upstairs and downstairs, as long as laughter sounded upstairs, the downstairs will definitely cooperate, as for the people upstairs, while drinking and eating, they don't forget to look at the short man at all times, showing obvious intentions to curry.

Shi Qingjue walked over so casually, and was mistaken for an invited guest.

"Iron Mountain is all cowards. He said that he would wait for the wrath of the crowd and then he would subtly appease them and show his "useful" side.

The short man was stunned for a moment, put the wine glass on the table, and squinted at the stranger, "Boy, who gave you the guts?"

The other party's reaction was not as fierce as expected, Shi Qingjue quickly glanced at the other guests, dozens of eyes as vicious as Gao Yang were staring at him together, just waiting for the leader to give an order, he could tear this daring intruder to pieces.

At least attracted attention, Shi Qingjue raised his voice, "Where are the heroes of Iron Mountain?"

This time, not only the short and stout man was stunned, but everyone else also looked puzzled, looked at each other, and some whispered to each other.

Something is wrong, Shi Qingjue's heart was weak all of a sudden, but he didn't want to give up just like that, he still stood proudly, Gao Yang told him that the people of Tieshan are all robbers, and once their momentum is weak, they will be looked down upon.

"Are you looking for someone from Iron Mountain?" the stout man asked, his tone not too angry.

"Exactly. ”

"Then what the hell are you doing here, are you blind?" The stout man's anger was already evident, and the guests at the nearby table stood up one after another, clasped their sleeves and fists, and prepared for a fight.

Shi Qingjue snorted in his heart, oh no, aren't these people from Tieshan?

Thinking about it carefully, he found that he was too reckless, he didn't know anyone, and he didn't ask the guys, thinking that these guests who knew each other must be from Tieshan, but he wanted to show a calm and calm side, of course, he couldn't ask around as soon as he entered the door, especially because he believed in Big Brother Gao too much.

Gao Yang said that the guests of Baixinglou were all Tieshan bandits, or did they mainly use Tieshan? Shi Qingjue couldn't remember clearly, he only knew that he had done something extremely stupid, and his ambition to build a force suddenly seemed as ridiculous as child's play.

"Uh, I'm just asking......" Shi Qingjue held on and began to look for a way out, it was impossible to take the stairs, there was a table of guests by the window, as long as he could break through them, he could jump out.

The short man slowly stood up, the joints of his whole body rattled, compared to the ferocity on his face, Gao Yang was like a simple country boy.

Shi Qingjue's expression did not back down, his short hair and scars added a bit of momentum to him, in fact, his strength was used on his feet, as long as he moved, he would immediately slip away.

The guests approached step by step, and some people downstairs also ran up and surrounded Shi Qingjue.

Shi Qingjue found that he couldn't run to the window, and if he didn't want to kowtow and beg for mercy, he could only pretend to be crazy and stupid, just in case.

He was hesitating between the two "choices", the short and sturdy man changed his face in an instant, from a fierce appearance to a laugh, and reached out to pat Shi Qingjue on the shoulder, although it was quite heavy, it was not lethal, "My brother, I love to joke......"

There was a burst of laughter in the restaurant, everyone went back to their own tables, and continued to eat, and everyone was asking who this brother of the boss was.

The person at the table with the short man asked directly, and a black thin swordsman in his forties preemptively replied: "This is the right-hand man of the Dragon King's Protector's Mansion, and he is a friend of life and death with our Donggua brother." ”

"Oh. Everyone nodded, and the news immediately spread upstairs and downstairs, and everyone only remembered the word "Dragon King", and they all sighed that the boss had face, and the Dragon King actually sent someone to congratulate.

This time it was Shi Qingjue's turn to be stunned, but he reacted quite quickly, and immediately clenched his fists and said: "Under Shi Qingjue, just a little joke, Brother Donggua seems to be in a good mood and is willing to play with me." ”

The short and sturdy man named Donggua also looked like Donggua, and after all, he wanted some face, but he just nodded and smiled, and didn't say anything, but the black thin knife man was very enthusiastic, and immediately arranged a seat, let Shi Qingjue sit next to the master, and he also came over.

After a few glasses of wine, Shi Qingjue finally figured out the origin of this group of people.

The master's surname is He, named Donggua, is a small cover in a rice noodle alley in Nancheng, and he has worked hard to get the qualification to come to the scene of the city lord's martial arts competition, so he chartered Baixinglou to celebrate his achievements, and the black and thin knife man claimed to be An Jiande, who was He Donggua's subordinate.

Shi Qingjue was in a cold sweat, his legs and stomach were weak, and he didn't understand how he could make such a low-level mistake.

He Donggua gradually became enthusiastic, and he and An Jiande inquired about Shi Qingjue's purpose in a roundabout way, thinking that he had accidentally offended the Dragon King.

Shi Qingjue could only pretend to be stupid, and used laughter and drinking to resist one question after another.

Soon he was so drunk that he couldn't do it, and while his mind was still sober, he hurriedly offered to say goodbye, and held He Donggua down, not letting him see him off, which seemed extremely intimate.

An Jiande sent him downstairs, and when he passed each table, the guests bowed to greet him and treated him like a big man.

Shi Qingjue became more and more ashamed.

When he got to the street, An Jiande didn't ask anything, just showed a tacit smile, and the dead piston gave him a small bag.

Walking to a place where there was no one, Shi Qingjue took out a small bag, opened it and took a look, and doubled it, which was enough for a hundred taels of silver.

The spring breeze froze, but the stomach was warm because of drinking, Shi Qingjue stood on the street, looking at the lively pedestrians, his heart was at a loss, he just thought that he understood the rules of Biyu City, and now he understands that this is still a strange place.

Gao Yang should have been taken in by Kunshe at this time, Shi Qingjue had nothing to do, and was about to return to the Protector's Mansion, his mood fluctuated on the way, this was the first time he clearly felt the influence of the Dragon King in Biyu City, and the fear of the Dragon King in his heart was deeper, and at the same time, he also gave birth to more envy and jealousy, the Dragon King was a few years younger than him.

How many years have he wasted in the Four Truths Garan, Shi Qingjue thought indignantly.

A small group of knights in front of him rushed over, pedestrians avoided one after another, Shi Qingjue also stepped aside, and continued to bow his head to think about his thoughts, but the group of knights stopped and stopped in front of him.

More than a dozen people, dressed in full armor, should be soldiers in which army, but the armor is varied, and it is impossible to tell where they come from.

Shi Qingjue put on a posture, and was just about to open his mouth to ask a question, when a big net fell from the sky, and he jumped to the left, but the warm wine made his feet not obey, and the soles of his feet slipped, and the person had already fallen into the net.

The four knights collected their nets at the same time, grabbed the captives and drove away, the whole process was so clean that many of the passers-by did not even see what was happening, and those who saw it pretended not to see, until the knights were gone, and then they spoke of the kidnapping with great interest.

This was really not a big deal in Nancheng, and soon the news was drowned out in more exaggerated rumors.

Shi Qingjue first struggled and shouted, questioned the other party's origin, and finally moved out the name of the dragon king, but he didn't get a response, and the knights traveled all the way east, out of the city to meet more knights.

Shi Qingjue finally guessed the origin of these people, they were the real Tieshan bandits.

"Stop, I have something to say, I specifically visited the heroes of Iron Mountain, and there is no malicious ......" Shi Qingjue made a final attempt, and then gave up, honestly shrunk in the net, and his ambition came to naught.

When he arrived at the Iron Mountain camp, it was already dawn, and Shi Qingjue was thrown on the ground, dizzy, unable to stand up, and unable to distinguish between southeast and northwest.

After a while, someone shouted, "Miss is up and ready to take the prisoner over." ”

Two or three thousand people in Tieshan is a large force, but it looks weak in comparison with several large armies, Shi Qingjue knows very little about it, and he can't help but feel strange when he hears the title of "Miss".

After preparing for more than an hour, Shi Qingjue was taken to see the heroine of Tieshan, during which he tried to get up several times, but he was knocked down by the soldiers in custody, and no one listened to him no matter how he explained.

The tent was very large, and before Shi Qingjue could see the decoration inside, he was pushed down and knelt down by the soldiers, and beside him, there was a big foot, and when he glanced hurriedly before kneeling, he saw a man who was taller than Gao Yang.

"Miss, we caught a fanatic in the city, and said in public that our Iron Mountain is full of cowards, and a few brothers happened to pass by and told the ...... in the city."

"Tieshan is a serious army, you are a general, where are so many brothers?"

A crisp female voice sounded, Shi Qingjue's heart jumped suddenly, and he couldn't help but want to raise his head, and stepped on both feet at the same time, he could only land on his forehead, but he didn't care in his heart, he only thought about one thing: How could there be such a beautiful sound in this world?

The general replied awkwardly, "The soldiers who left the young lady in the city have taken him." ”

"Kill it. The beautiful voice said, slightly tired.

Shi Qingjue was startled, and just as he was about to speak, the general had already said his life talisman, "But he claims to be a person from the Dragon King's Protector's Mansion." ”

The tent was quiet, the name of the Dragon King was really valid everywhere, Shi Qingjue was slightly relieved, knelt on the ground and said: "Under Shi Qingjue, it is really the master of the Protector's Mansion, there is no lie, I don't mean to insult Tieshan, just to ......"

"Shut up!" the voice was not only beautiful, but also angry, "Break him into ten thousand pieces and send him to the Protector's Mansion piece by piece." The dragon king is a bastard, he takes his wife to take care of the money, but he will only use me and make me do things for him for nothing......"

Shi Qingjue was not only startled, but also surprised, what is the origin of this woman, she is so disrespectful to the Dragon King?

The general Nago persuaded: "Miss, don't be angry, it's not worth it for the Dragon King, but this kid, do you think he will be someone sent by the queen to deliberately provoke Miss?"

"No, it's not ......," Shi Qingjue hurriedly shouted.

"Then I'm going to kill him with my own hands. ”

The beautiful voice was full of undisguised ferocity, but Shi Qingjue closed his mouth, thinking that he could finally see the owner of the voice.

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