"What's the matter when you come!" Nan Jian still said quietly, he grabbed the wine jug and poured wine for Ximen Chunyu casually. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info However, Ximen Chunyu has begun to tremble, where can he still afford a wine glass.

When the young man arrived, the newborn calf was not afraid of tigers, and still ate very much, so Simon Chunyu asked him:

"Little brother, aren't you afraid?"

"Who is not afraid of the bull-headed tiger!" said the young man, wiping his mouth with his cuff, "but hunger is more terrible than any fear, so I have to solve it first!"

"That makes sense, brother!" Nan Jian also said lightly, "As long as you fill your belly, nothing else matters!"

However, while they were talking, someone was walking up the wooden staircase with a clang. The first to walk out of the stairs was a man with a wide body and a fat body, wearing a light blue cloth robe, and the fat on his face shook with every step. He carried a pair of shiny plate axes in his hands, and seemed to have the might of a tiger descending from a mountain.

Behind him came a young man in a brown robe, with a long and thin face, with bright bags under his eyes, and a somewhat haggard complexion, as if he were an overindulgent man, but his eyes were fierce, and he seemed to burn everything he saw. With a halberd in his hand, he walked up looking around, as if searching for the location of the fierce enemy he was about to face.

The last man who came up was a middle-aged man dressed in white, wearing a corrugated hat, a pair of flipped-up shoes, and carrying a small crescent shovel; Immediately startled, as if a passer-by saw the snake, and immediately clenched the crescent shovel in his hand tighter and held it higher!

In the process, Nan Jian still drank quietly, although he did not raise his eyes to look at the three people who came up, but the afterglow of his ears and the corners of his eyes had already made a detailed analysis of the stride, weight, and power that could exert the blows of the people;

At this moment, the young man was still munching, and he didn't look up, just stared at the roast chicken, braised duck, goose paws, and pig's trotters on the plate on the table...... Desperately eating, the young man saw the roast chicken in front of Nanjian, and he was about to lean over and reach out to remove the roast chicken leg from the plate. But he was suddenly grabbed by the fat-faced man who came up and stretched out his hand, and said:

"You and Ximen Chunyu are eating and drinking here, do you want to ambush our boss here?"

Suddenly, before the fat man's words fell, he was hit hard by Nanjian's elbow on the stomach, which immediately made him unsteady on his feet, and with a bang!

"I've never liked it, someone is messing with me while I'm eating!I hope you understand my feelings!" Nan Jian picked up his wine glass and said coldly.

The fat man immediately glared at the round eyes of a bull's eye, and roared:

"Bastard, dare to hit Lao Tzu in the stomach, I think you are not living a bad life. ”

Hearing him say this, Nanjian still didn't look back, but he held the cup in his right hand, held the sword in his left hand, and used the sword with the scabbard to knock on the foot of the circle chair where the fat man was sitting, and immediately snapped! The foot of the circle chair broke off in response, and the fat man completely fell to the ground with his feet facing the sky.

During this period, the fat man shouted:

"What else are you looking at, beating them!"

Immediately, the young man with the halberd and the man with the crescent shovel rushed towards the southern sword, each holding up their weapons, and the round-headed and glossy man took the lead in aiming the crescent shovel at the neck of the southern sword and shoveled it from the left side. At this moment, Nan Jian picked up a glass of wine, and without waiting for the sharp crescent shovel to approach his neck, the sword in his left hand immediately went out in parallel.

The position of the sword and shield was just against the crescent shovel that the other party violently shoveled, so that the crescent shovel did not want to move a bit, and the wine glass he held in his right hand suddenly turned around, and it was accurately stretched out into the opponent's mouth, and at the same time said coldly:

"Tastes good, have a drink!"

As he spoke, a glass of wine poured into the other party's mouth, which immediately made the round-headed man who carried the crescent moon shovel angry, and shouted:

"......"

Before he finished speaking, Nan Jian's powerful kick had already kicked him down at the staircase, and the inertia of the impact was so huge that he couldn't hold the trend of his body rushing out at all, and rolled down the stairs directly!

At this time, the thin-faced young man wielding the halberd had already aimed at Nanjian from the back of his heart, and when the blade of the halberd was about to pierce the vest, Nanjian's body turned sharply to the right side as if it had a back eye, so the opponent's halberd slid against his belly. This time it was somewhat risky, and it also made Nanjian shine.

So, without thinking, he dragged a pot of spicy fish soup from the table that had not yet been eaten, buckled it on his head, and said angrily:

"Go down!"

As he spoke, he also kicked on his lower abdomen, and the thin-faced young man rolled down the stairs like the round-headed and glossy middle-aged man who carried the crescent shovel in front of him.

At this time, the fat-faced man who rushed up first, carrying a pair of board axes, had already climbed up with difficulty, and he was about to slip away, when he reached the staircase when he was stopped by Nanjian:

"Wait!"

So he stopped, but he never dared to look back, as if he was afraid of being hit in the face by the other party, and then, he heard Nan Jian still ask him in a cold tone behind him:

"Did you just say that your boss is going to pass through here?"

"Yes. ”

"How many are there?"

"Eight sedan chair drivers, one sedan chair, and himself, a total of nine people. The man with the axe replied reluctantly.

"What's your boss's name?" Nanjian asked again.

"Niu Hu, known as Niu Tiger!"

"Did he forcibly occupy Ximen Chunyu's concubine?"

"Yes. ”

"Isn't he damned?" Nan Jian asked again, and glanced at Ximen Chunyu, only to see that he nodded very gratefully.

And this time, the man with the axe did not speak! Because he also knew the temperament of his boss, if he knew that he had said something slanderous to him in front of outsiders, I am afraid that he would have only one way to die, so he decided to be silent and silent.

"When did he pass through here?" Nanjian asked again.

"Coming soon!" said the other reluctantly, "about half an hour to go!"

"Okay, go tell your boss that there is a man named Nan Jian waiting for him here!" Nan Jian said, "If he is afraid to come, then I will definitely visit him tonight!"

"Yes, I'll get the word on!" said the man, "can I go now!"

"Yes. ”

So, when the fat man with the axe stepped down the stairs, he was faster than the two companions who rolled down!