Chapter 539: Behind the Helplessness

Just when the dagger in the blue-robed man's right hand stabbed against the wine jar, a sharp light suddenly flashed in the old man's eyes, "Liu Wenfu, you smiling tiger, your time of death has arrived today!" As he spoke, the old man's left hand reached out, and he grabbed the wrist of the dagger that had been stabbed out of his right hand, and pulled it hard; at the same time, the wine jar in the old man's right hand shook it violently and buckled it on the head of the blue-robed man, Liu Wenfu. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

And this man in the blue robe, Liu Wenfu, thought that he was pretending to be a drunk, so he could skillfully approach the old man and the bird's beak without realizing it, and suddenly launch a fierce attack on them. He never thought that he and Lan Ning were still in the "Xilaiwang" jewelry store, and when they were standing under the stone steps, the old man had already seen them from the teahouse opposite.

Especially when he heard the old man say his name, at that moment, he was simply a little stunned! That kind of stunned and stunned moment was very fatal! At that moment, because of this shock, his hand holding the dagger was grabbed by the wrist of the old man, and the other party pulled it by his strength.

At that time, the old man's body turned slightly to the right, let go of Liu Wenfu's body that was pulled by himself, and took advantage of the situation to chase the wine jar in his right hand and chased after the back of Liu Wenfu's head. With a bang, the back of Liu Wenfu's head was smashed by the wine jar that still had half a jar of wine in the old man's hand; suddenly, the wine jar in his hand also fell behind the old man, and it collapsed again, and the wine jar shattered to the ground!

At this time, Lan Ning, who was behind the old man, waved a pair of pig iron bones, pounced from behind him, and smashed his head down. As a result, the old man grabbed Liu Wenfu's wrist, pulled it behind him, and quickly withdrew his right hand from the wine jar, grabbed the collar of the bird's beak on the right, and shouted: "Let's go!" The old man didn't expect that the bird's beak was still very good, and he jumped over the table in front of him after following him, and the two of them ran out from the door of the hall.

However, the pair of pig iron bones in Lan Ning's hand behind him not only did not hit a trace of the old man's clothes, but on the contrary, the dagger in the hand of Liu Wenfu, who was bumped up, stabbed him squarely. was impartial, but stabbed in the heart. Suddenly, he fell on Liu Wenfu's body, spurting blood.

Liu Wenfu was taken aback, his eyes widened, and he shouted, "Lan Ning!"

And when Lan Ning fell to the ground, he choked out a sentence: "You...... You never use a knife...... Now...... How are you going to ...... today? Kill me with a knife!" he said, and fell to the ground.

And the back of Liu Wenfu's head was smashed by the old man with a wine jar, and he was also bleeding loudly. However, he didn't care much, and hurriedly pulled out the crutches on his waist, turned around and ran out of the hall door, ready to chase in the direction of the old man and the bird's beak running. Little did he know that the back of his head would be broken by the wine jar, and it would be so serious - when he ran to the door, and was about to rush down the stone steps, he felt a wave of dizziness, and fell down the stone steps.

The moment he fell, he also heard the shopkeeper Tong behind him, shouting loudly to the thugs in the drinking house: "Copy the guys for me, come down quickly!"

When the public thugs are like a herd of wild boars being chased by hunters, their footsteps are messy, and they rush out of the door of the restaurant with a fierce and savage momentum and rush into the street. In the dim heart of the street, with the faint lights shining from both sides of the street, they saw the backs of the old man and the bird's beak, which had disappeared into the street in the darkening night.

The weather was fine tonight, and although there was no moonlight, the stars in the sky were like countless children, blinking towards the dark earth. The streets along the river were very quiet at this time, hardly a single pedestrian, and there were a dozen fishing boats moored along the river, three or five of which were lit up, and the lights squeezed out of the low, narrow hatches and fell to the water, reflecting faint light and shadow swaying with the waves.

On both sides of the river, the street lights are dim, and standing on the opposite bank, you can see the reflection of the lights along the street on the river, they are connected in a row, and they flicker with the rippling water. Overhead, the bright starlight illuminated the dark sky, but it could not illuminate the darkness on the earth. At this time, on the quiet and lonely bridge across the river, there were two people, their black figures, reflected by the dark sky.

Among them, one has a knot on his head, his body is tall, angular and shaped like a knife, and the other has broad shoulders and a thick back, a large head and a thick neck, and the thick figure looks like a talking black bear. They stood face to face, man who looked like a black bear, standing one level lower on the stone arch bridge, so that his figure from the waist down, as seen from the side of the street, had melted into the darkness of the bridge.

And, the two are still talking.

"It turns out that you are not in the same group as them!" the voice was slimy, as if the speaker had a stream of phlegm in his throat and did not spit it out. And this sound is also the sound of the bird's beak.

"Not only will I not be with them, but I will also do everything possible to investigate what they are doing, so that the good people will be fair, so that the bad people have nowhere to hide!" This is the old man's voice, his voice is low, the speed of speech is not slow, giving people a very resolute and decisive feeling.

After a long time, Birdbeak took over the conversation, and suddenly asked him: "Mr. Xu, then what are you looking for me?" His questioning voice was still highly vigilant.

The old man turned around, looked at the place where a few small boats were parked on the edge of the river, and said leisurely: "Mr. Birdbeak, I have learned from a few friends that you are a very patient, wise, and righteous person. People say that your mouth is unsteady and you like to talk nonsense, and that's because the people who say these things don't know you at all, but the people who know you will never say such things!"

The bird's beak seemed to be surprised, he didn't expect the other party to talk like this, he raised his face, looked at the old man quietly and asked, "Mr. Xu, no one else understands me, so do you understand me?"

The old man withdrew his gaze from the boat on the river, turned his head, looked at him and smiled. In the night, although his smile is not clear, the appearance of his dark shadow can make the bird's beak see friendship and feel sincere.

"Mr. Birdbeak, although I can't talk about knowing you below," said the old man leisurely, "but I can feel the loneliness and helplessness in your heart!"

Hearing him say this, the bird's beak eyes suddenly flashed with excitement, and he asked, "How can you see it?"

"With all due respect, Mr. Birdbeak," said the old man, "you stand in the casino every day, watching others gamble, and you never take part in it, and you are only in the casino where the stone is often stayed. As a result, others say that you are addicted to gambling, and that is because the people who say these things do not understand your suffering at all. ā€

"And what?" asked him, and let out a deep sigh from his chest.

"Also, you must go to the stone-opened Hongyun Restaurant for dinner every day, and only eat a big bowl of white rice every night; people who don't know say that you are a drunkard, and every day at dinner, go to the Hongyun Restaurant to eat this pot of white rice, just to smell the aroma of wine. It's all those who don't know about it, slandered by rumors, talking nonsense!"

"Then Mr. Xu, what do you think?"

"I think that the reason why Mr. Birdbeak wants to do this is nothing more than to tell the stone that you have done nothing, and that you have nothing to do under his nose every day, and that you are even regarded as a gambler and a drunkard!" the old man said this, and sighed deeply, "Now, I want to hear with my own ears, Mr. Birdbeak, why are you doing this?"

"Mr. Xu, you are really a very not simple person!" After a while, the bird's beak sneered self-deprecatingly, and sighed deeply and said, "Actually, I have long thought that in this town, the person who dares to invite me to drink is not simple. ā€

"There's one thing I can't figure out!"

"Which point?" asked the beak.

"Why is your sworn brother Stone, who is so rich, and you so hard?"