These people walked into the store, glanced at the three of them, and then sat down with a big sting, and shouted to Xiao Er to serve wine and food. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info Xiao Er's face has changed since this pedestrian entered the store, he was so frightened that he trembled, and he didn't dare to come out, so he hurriedly moved the wine and served the food, and waited carefully at their table.

The more the black and white shuangsha drank, the happier he became, and the ten catties of bamboo leaves had been drunk cleanly. Yang Bing was still not satisfied, and shouted loudly: "Little Er, Little Er, come to drink again." ”

This guest hotel, usually business is light, not many people come, so there is only one guy in the store. This only guy is now waiting for the next group, Yang Bing shouted a few times, and the little two only agreed, but he didn't come. It turned out that this group of people had come a few times, Xiao Er vaguely knew their identities, and the boss had also explained, so he couldn't offend them.

So Yang Bing shouted, and he didn't dare to help him get wine. Yang Bing shouted a few more times, and when he saw that Xiao Er didn't come to drink, he suddenly became angry and shouted: "Xiao Er, you rabbit cub." Uncle asked you to serve wine, why don't you move?"

"Guest officer, here!" Xiao Er saw that Yang Bing was angry, after all, they were all guests, and they didn't dare to offend, so they hurriedly responded. Then he nodded to the lord who looked like the boss, and said, "Son, I'll go and serve wine to the guests at that table, and I'll be back soon." ”。

The Lord glanced at him with a cold face, but did not answer. Xiao Er thought that he had acquiesced, turned around, and just took a step, someone behind him shouted: "Man, don't go, pour us wine." "The person who spoke was none other than a white man among the black-clothed warriors, named Feng San.

Xiao Er let out a "hey", gave Yang Bing a wry smile, quickly turned around, and poured wine for them. Yang Bing was already seven points drunk, and seeing that Xiao Er's attitude towards the two tables was obviously different, he was annoyed, so he picked up a wine jar casually and threw it towards that table.

The table was drinking happily, when suddenly a wine jar flew over, and everyone hurriedly got up and took shelter. People can dodge, but the table has legs but can't run, so they are killed. I only heard the sound of "bang", the wine jar smashed on the table, the bowl was poured and scattered, and the soup splashed everywhere.

The guards shouted one after another, and some scolded: "Which thing that doesn't have long eyes was thrown?" Someone had already seen that it was Yang Bing who threw the wine jar, and pointed at him: "It's that kid!" The guards all pulled out their knives and pointed at Yang Bing, and the scene was tense for a while. Only the lord, calm as usual, was taking out a handkerchief to wipe the stains on his body.

Yang Bing stood up and scolded: "Niang Xipi, what if Lao Tzu threw it?" and shouted at the little two: "They are also guests, how can they be treated differently?"

Xiao Er was already so frightened that his legs and stomach were numb, and he couldn't say a word. Feng San snorted and said with a smile: "Boy, how dare you compare with my family's Zhu Sanye?

Jiang Liu whispered to Yang Bing: "Brother Yang, don't be righteous and cause trouble." ”

Yang Bing was already so angry by Feng San's words, Jiang Liu's words clearly persuaded him to calm things down, but secretly it was tantamount to adding fuel to the fire. Yang Bing's temper was hot, he couldn't bear it anymore at the moment, and strode towards Feng San.

Feng San saw his hideous face and round eyes, and he was a little scared in his heart. But he is used to relying on the power of his master on weekdays, and there are so many people who support him, and when he is bold, he raises his knife with a single knife and cuts it with a knife.

Yang Bing snorted, seeing that the knife was about to slash at himself. He let out a "hey", grabbed it with his left hand, and grabbed Feng San's wrist. Feng San was shocked, and wanted to break free, where could he be. I felt that the bone pain in my wrist was cracking, and I couldn't help but scream, and as soon as my hand was released, the single knife fell to the ground.

Yang Bing raised his right hand and slapped the man's face, the man's wrist was captured, and he was sore, and he couldn't dodge. "Papapa" made a few sounds, and a few big ear brackets hit, and the man's face immediately swollen. Yang Bing pushed again with his left hand, and the man couldn't stand and sat on the ground.

Yang Bing went from grabbing the man's wrist, to slapping the man, and then pushing him, and the whole process went smoothly. Jiang Liu was surprised, he knew that the black and white martial arts were strong, but he didn't expect it to be so powerful.

The court and the lord at the table were even more surprised, they knew the martial arts of this defeated man Feng San, and he was also considered to be at the middle and upper level among the guards, but he didn't expect that he seemed to have no power to fight back under this young man in white. The lord glanced at him, and he understood and nodded.

Seeing that Yang Bing was so brave, those guards didn't dare to speak again. Yang Bing let out a bad breath, laughed, and was about to return to the table. Suddenly, he heard Tingmo shouting behind him: "Strong man, slow down!"

Yang Bing's face changed, turned around, and said, "Hmph, what are you going to do, do you want to avenge him?"

Tingge smiled slightly: "Don't dare." He waved his hand to the guards again, and the guards hurriedly dragged Feng San, who was sitting on the ground and howling in a low voice, and retreated behind the master.

After the guards retreated, Tingmo said again: "This strong man, my subordinates have offended the strong man unreasonably, and I apologize to you on behalf of the Lord." With that, he saluted Yang Bing, Niu Han and Jiang Liu.

Niu Han and Jiang Liu returned the salute with fists and nodded in greeting. As the saying goes, "Stretch out your hand and don't hit the smiling person", people are polite, Yang Bing was angry, and said: "It's easy to say, it's easy to say." ”

Na Tingge smiled again: "Strongman, we don't know each other if we don't fight, our lord admires your skills very much, can you take a step?" Before Yang Bing could answer, Niu Han replied first: "We understand the mind of your family master, everyone meets in Pingshui, and in a blink of an eye, they go their separate ways, and there is no difference between narrating and not narrating." ”

Seeing that they had refused the invitation, Tingge was displeased, and his brows furrowed, and he was about to attack.