The bald man's voice was like thunder, and the few people who were chattering just now lowered their heads and didn't dare to look at the bald man.

The bald man scolded and walked out of the door, "I don't even have a clean place!" The bald man's mountain-like body, no one dared to stop him, even the shopkeeper was so frightened that he sweated, wishing that he would leave quickly.

At this time, I don't know who called him with a word. "Just gone?"

A young man was dressed in a white silk robe, with a jasper belt around his waist, his long hair tied up, and a strand of hair hanging down in front of him. He sat at a table with his back to the bald man. There is a sword on the table, the scabbard is embossed with a golden dragon, and the hilt is inlaid with a gemstone, which can be described as a nobleman among the swords.

The bald man turned around and said in a muffled voice: "Who wants to keep the uncle?" The voice was muffled, if it wasn't for the extremely deep internal force, how could he say something that could break people's ears. There was silence in the store, and everyone held their breath. Only one person was still slowly raising his glass, savoring the wine.

Everyone was as immobile as a wooden man, only this young man was so dashing that a fool could guess who said it.

The bald man walked towards the young man step by step, stopped three feet behind the young man, and said, "You just don't let grandpa go?"

The young man put down the wine glass in his hand unhurriedly, still sweating with his back to the bald head, and said with a smile: "You broke someone's table, and you want to leave before you can compensate." ”

The bald man also smiled and said, "Okay! I will pay for it!" As he spoke, he took out a gold ingot from his bosom, shining with golden light, and threw it at the boss, and the gold was thrown into the air, and everyone stared greedily at the ingot of gold. Only the young man did nothing. The shopkeeper took the gold, his hands shaking, and he watched the gold lose his mind.

The bald man said, "Is that enough?"

The shopkeeper immediately woke up and said, "Enough is enough!"

The bald man smiled: "Did you hear that, I have lost the money for the table, can I leave?"

The young man said, "I still can't go." ”

The bald man's eyes were full of fire, and he said angrily: "Why can't I go?

The shopkeeper was shouted by such a bald man, his legs were so frightened that his legs became weak, and he looked innocent, and said, "But, yes, uncle, of course you can go." ”

The bald man smiled mockingly, but the young man couldn't see it, for he still had his back to the bald man.

The young man said coldly: "Who said he could go?" Only one look, a look sharper than a sword, shot at the shopkeeper, who was so frightened that he knelt down and cried.

The bald man was annoyed and angry, but he was helpless, because the person in front of him was terrible, so terrible that the big man thought that it would be difficult for him to defeat him without exerting all his strength. The person in front of him had his back to him, but there was no space on his body, and he couldn't make a move. And the big man stood three feet away from him and was worried about his sword, his sword looked luxurious, but it was extremely dangerous. But with a sword master, how can he mind the distance between you and him, even if you stand a foot away, he can still kill you with a sword. Dahan stood so close because of the confidence in his heart, his confidence in his martial arts, and his confidence in his fists.

The bald man said, "Grandma, why can't I go?"

The young man said, "Do you want to call grandma or grandpa?"

The bald man's bare head burst with blood vessels, and he swung his fist at the young man, and the force was violent, and before the fist wind arrived, he actually blew the young man's robe out of the folds.

There was a loud bang, and another table was rotten, only that the table was so rotten that it was impossible to see what it used to be.

Looking at the young man again, his body was as light as a feather, and he slowly fell behind the bald man. This young man's face is like a crown of jade, and the most attractive thing on the whole face is the eyes, which are a pair of bright brown eyes, so clear, without any killing intent, in this cold winter, these eyes are precisely the warmest.

Everyone was stunned by this scene just now, the bald man's fist was violent, and the speed was undoubted, but this young man was faster and more stable, as if he had grown wings, and he still held wine in his hand, and he never spilled a drop.

The young man drank slowly: "The 'Broken Thunder Fist' really lives up to its reputation. ”

The bald man stood up straight: "Your Excellency's light skill of 'borrowing wings from the wind' is also perfect. ”

Everyone was already confused, and the two who were full of murderous aura just now actually praised it, what the hell was going on?

The young man and the bald man looked at each other, and the bald man suddenly laughed: "It is rare in the world to have such light skills, could it be that Your Excellency is the 'floating son' Ling Quanfei?"

The young man said: "It is exactly below. Then Brother Tai is the fourth chapter of 'Fire * Cloud' Wei. ”

The bald man laughed deafeningly: "Exactly." ”

The young man said: "I have admired Your Excellency for a long time, but I have never met him. I really didn't expect to have the honor to meet you today, but in this situation!"

The bald man smiled: "Hey, don't worry, don't worry!" After speaking, he threw a gold ingot to the shopkeeper, but this time the shopkeeper didn't pick it up, but let Xiao Er catch it, because the shopkeeper was still sitting on the ground and staring at these two people blankly.

The bald man said again: "You and I are destined! Don't be on top, you and I are brothers, how about it?"

The youth newspaper bowed and said, "Brother." ”

The bald man smiled at this salute, but his appearance was very funny, and everyone endured it, afraid that they would accidentally laugh out loud.

The bald big Han Wei Sizhang walked towards the young man Ling Quanfei and said, "Let's go, brother, please drink." ”

Ling Quanfei seemed to hesitate, and Wei Sizhang said, "What's the matter, Brother Ling?"

Ling Quanfei sighed and said, "My brother just broke two tables and lost money, but these guests are not in the mood to drink. ”

Wei Sizhang blushed a little, this bald man blushed, it was even more funny, some people couldn't help laughing, but Wei Sizhang didn't mind, reached out and took out two gold ingots from his arms, and threw them to the shopkeeper, "Today's guests' wine is all on my head!" and turned to Ling Quanfei and said, "Brother, look at how this is." ”

Ling Quanfei bowed again and said: "The eldest brother is so righteous and squandering money, the younger brother is willing to go to the soup for the eldest brother!"

Wei Sizhang said: "My brother doesn't think about others everywhere, and I admire my brother even more! I am a rough person, brothers can talk to each other, but they can't do without wine! Let's go, let's go to another tavern and have a good drink!"

"Good!"

Wei Sizhang took Ling Quanfei's arm and strode out of the tavern.

The tavern slowly returned to its usual atmosphere, and the shopkeeper also stood up, calling Xiao Er to remove the rotten table, Xiao Er was very reluctant, because the gold he received was also taken by the boss, and everyone slowly drank wine and talked, and the words they talked about were about Nawei Sizhang and Ling Quanfei.

"I didn't expect that bald head to be Wei Sizhang, no wonder it's so powerful!"

"That Ling Quanfei is not bad! I think if there is a real fight, Wei Sizhang is not likely to be his opponent. ”

"Looking at the two of them now, can they still fight? Just now they made a move against each other, and now they have become brothers!

"Isn't that the right sentence?"

"What?"

"If you don't fight, you don't know each other!"

At the wine table, there will never be no topics to talk about, and it is precisely because of this that heroes and heroes will frequently pour out, even if they are newcomers who have just appeared, they can quickly spread all over the rivers and lakes.

A teenager walks down the street, the street is lively, and street juggling can be seen everywhere. No one noticed the young man, just because the young man was accompanied by a fairy, a woman who was even more beautiful than a fairy. The crowd of sidewalk jugglers was also attracted by the woman. This woman was so ashamed that she blushed, and her face turned red, even more beautiful, more beautiful than the plum blossoms in the winter snow, and the more shy she was, the more attractive she became.

The woman hurried after the young man in front of her, grabbed his arm, and smiled at the young man.

Her smile, such a smile, made many people intoxicated, but also made more people jealous, jealous that this young man had such a beautiful fortune at a young age, but they did not dare to go up and snatch the woman by force, because they knew that they were not the only ones who wanted to do this, and if they did, they would be enemies of everyone else.

But there are still many people in this world who have both color hearts and color guts, and the person who walks towards the boy and the woman is one of them.

This person was dressed in luxurious clothes, and he obviously looked like a son of a broad family. The money bag made of gold wire around his waist was exposed, and the bag was stuffed with bulging pockets, lest the thief not know that it was full of money. He was not afraid of thieves, for he was followed by two large men who looked exactly the same, both dressed in dark gray clothes and wearing official boots on their feet. It's just that one person has dark skin, and the other person is as white as snow, which is the only difference between the two.

The son of the broad family saw the young man and the woman from afar, especially the woman, and his saliva was about to be saved. The son of the broad family strode to the front, blocking the way of the boy and the woman.

The young man said coldly: "Get out of the way." ”

The son of the Kuo family laughed and said, "Get out of the way, give me the toll." ”

The boy looked at him, his dark eyes like a bottomless well, his right hand leading the woman's left hand, his left hand clutching the sword tightly.

Passers-by commented, "Who is this? ”

Another person said: "You don't know this, this is Jing Linqun, the young owner of Jingyun Villa." ”

"Jing Lin Qun?"

"You don't know him, then you always know his son Jingyun. He is the owner of Jingyun Villa, and this Jingyun Town can only be so prosperous because of the owner of Jingzhuang. ”

"No wonder he's so arrogant. ”

"Hurry up, hurry up, don't look at it, the province is on fire. ”

The young man stared at him, his killing intent was thick, and Jing Linqun couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat when he saw it. The boy said: "I don't have any money, I'll go another way." ”

The boy turned sideways and tried to get around him, but the two big men behind him stopped the boy again.

Jing Linqun smiled: "This town belongs to my family, where can you go?"

The young man was still staring at him fiercely, the sword in his hand was clenched tighter, and the green tendons in his hand became more and more obvious.

Jing Linqun said: "I don't want your money either, I have never been short of money, master." ”

The young man secretly said in his heart: "You are not short of money, you lack virtue." ”

Jing Linqun smiled: "The master doesn't want money, the master wants this woman!"

Sure enough, it was for this woman!

The boy was about to take it anymore, but his face was still cold,

The boy shook his head and said, "No." ”

Jing Linqun said with a smile: "Master, I didn't ask you if you could do it, Master, I only said that I wanted this little lady today, who cares if you agree or not." ”

The woman suddenly screamed softly, it turned out that the young man had been suppressing the anger in his heart, and when he didn't pay attention, his hand clenched, and his grip hurt the woman. The boy immediately let go of his hand.

Jing Linqun looked at it, and he looked even more villainous: "Yo yo yo, so simply give it up?" Come on, come on, I will reward you with a few taels of silver." ”

The young man said coldly: "You want her?"

Jing Linqun nodded.

The boy said, "Someone wants your head too!"

Jing Linqun exclaimed: "Who?"

The boy snapped, "That's me!"

Jing Linqun was so frightened that he hurriedly retreated and hid behind the two entourage, the two big men stood in front of him, Jing Linqun said: "You kid doesn't know what to do, I'll let you learn a lesson today!"

When the two big men received the order, they rolled up their sleeves and were about to hit the young man, but the young man's face was cold and calm, and he drew his sword out of the sheath with a "poof". Although the two big men were a foot tall and several times stronger than the young man, they were also a little timid when they saw the sword in his hand.

There were blood stains on the sword, and the front half of the sword body was bloodstained. The bloodstains revealed a cold, icy murderous aura, even colder than this winter. This chill is not from the sword, but from the person, and it is this sword-wielding boy. There seemed to be a wall of ice in the boy's eyes, and no sharp weapon could penetrate it.

Jing Linqun shouted, "it!"

The two big men looked at each other and punched together, just like one person had punched. The boy held the scabbard and blocked it, and the punch was so powerful that it shook the boy backwards. Before the boy could react, two feet flew towards him, and the boy "swallow turned over" and dodged these two kicks.

These two are not ordinary twins at all, they were conjoined babies, and they were divided into two by the miracle doctor on the rivers and lakes - Sai Huatuo, but these two people are already connected in consciousness and emotion, so whether they punch or kick, they cooperate seamlessly. The scary thing is not that the two can throw the same punch, but that they can play different moves very tacitly, and one person's moves echo the other's moves, making the enemy confused, caught off guard, and unable to care about the head or the end.

The three of them fought for more than ten rounds in a row, and the boy also took a few punches, and he also knew how powerful the twins were.

In the middle of the fight, the boy did not draw his sword, but used the scabbard to fight the twin brothers.

The young man jumped away and said in a cold voice, "I don't want the sword to be stained with the blood of innocent people, why should you two help a villain?"

The twins looked at each other again, but did not answer.

The boy said, "Why don't you speak? Are you dumb?"

The boy was right, the two were indeed mute. He was born dumb, but his ears were not deaf, so he could hear. But the only people in the world who can understand them are each other. This is precisely because they were conjoined before.

Jing Linqun shouted from the side: "What are you two stupid people doing in a daze! He's dying! Get on it!"

When the twins heard this, they rushed towards the boy again, with their left fist and right leg, attacking up and down. The young man was so beaten that he couldn't fight back, so he jumped away and said coldly: "It seems that I have to be stained with the blood of people for no reason." ”

The boy clenched the sword in his hand, and the sword flashed, and blood splashed on the ground like raindrops.