Hua Eighteen smiled.

Laughing like a trembling flower.

She asked with a smile: "Is the guest master the 'sword hero' Chen Zifeng, or the 'sword handsome' Dugu Yingyue?"

The brocade-clothed high-roller stroked the cat's eye sapphire on the hilt of the sword, and said with a disdainful "hum": "Dugu Yingyue, that poor man, is also worthy of the same name as my Chen Zifeng!?" (see Chapter 9 of the Book of Death)

"The sixteenth room of the word 'flower' lives, is it your friend of Chen Jianhao?" Hua Eighteen's eyes lit up, and she tilted her face sideways, trying to show her most perfect angle to the "Power Gang" in front of her.

Chen Zifeng thought for a while before replying, "You can also say the same." ”

Hua 18 seemed to be staring at the other party's full of jewels and swallowing her saliva, and she said again: "Sister, I haven't heard of Chen Dashao's friendship with Second Master Xiong?"

Chen Zifeng was quiet before replying: "You can rest assured, I don't want to save him, I just want to get back a few things for my family." ”

Hua Eighteen smiled and asked rhetorically, "What does he owe your master?"

Chen Zifeng played a feather on the hem of his luxurious brocade robe, and then replied gorgeously: "It's not a too valuable object...... It's just a few letters. ”

Liang frying furrowed his beautiful eyebrows: "Letter?"

Hua 18 still insisted on his tone and said: "Since our 'Liangcheng Inn' has taken Li Yizhi's Li Qincha's 'Tuobao', before the imperial army picks up the prisoners in the future, we will be fully responsible for Xiong Dongjiao's personal safety;

Hua Eighteen's words have been said very thoroughly, but Chen Zifeng, the "son-in-law", does not seem to have the intention of giving up the idea, it seems that he belongs to the type of rich man who is persevering and indomitable.

He was still reluctantly smiling: "I am also running errands for people, Sister Hua is a well-known cheerful person on the road, see if you can be accommodating and get things back, Chen will leave immediately, and never say a word." ”

Hua Eighteen listened, but the peach blossom eyes looked into the inn lobby, and said while being useful: "When this is said, it is much more pleasant to hear." ”

Chen Zifeng felt that the other party was a little shaken, and immediately laughed and said, "The eldest sister is more tolerant." ”

Hua Eighteen is an old Jianghu, after a rough sweep of the audience, she has roughly estimated the number of guests in the inn who still haven't walked, and in a moment she has a bottom line in her heart-

The situation at that time was roughly like this:

In the lobby of the wine shop on the lowest floor of the "Liangcheng Inn", there are a total of 28 seats, and the guests who came today account for 18 tables, and there are about 50 or 60 people of all kinds of people.

Before Tuoba Dongye retreated, he said, "Be careful, thunder, rain and collect clothes!" and took away three tables of guests and some individual guests; now in the "Liangcheng Inn", there are roughly fifteen tables and forty-nine guests left.

These thirty-nine guests, some old, some young, many old, some men, some women, some men and women, some of them belong to the "Liangcheng Inn", there are about 18 people, cooks, prostitutes, eyeliner, etc.

There are also some regular customers and acquaintances who have business dealings and personal contacts, and there are almost twenty-one.

Originally, some strangers who didn't know each other well and didn't know each other very well all retreated and left after Tuoba Dongye's secret signal, and there were only about three tables of unfamiliar and unknown guests.

Three tables for ten people.

Flower Eighteen is the shopkeeper here, and she has always been as delicate as a hair and as smooth as a ghost, although on the surface she seems to be a dissolute and obscene wildflower.

She quickly found out which table Chen Zifeng was from among the fifteen tables of guests.

There were four other people at that table, one old and three young.

The three young men sat there with a swaggering and majestic face, all dressed in gold and silver, with an under-beaten expression of "my father is my father all over the world"; only a very thin, cowardly, very weak, very old, very withered old hillbilly man, listlessly sat with him.

It took eighteen to quickly measure the weight of Chen Zifeng's four companions at the same table.

Just one glance, that's enough.

Then she smiled and said, "What about Chen Dashao's friends who came with him? Do you need to go in and see your old friends together?"

Chen Zifeng asked rhetorically: "Is it possible?"

Hua Eighteen smiled and asked the drunken Wen Seventeen, "What do you say?" ”

Wen Qiqi immediately lost his drunkenness at all, he soberly raised two fingers and said, "I have two things, Chen Dashao must listen to them." ”

Chen Zifeng still stayed at the place where there were still four stairs from the head of the building, and he was so obedient that he neither took a step up nor a step back, he said obediently: "Chen Mou listened to Mr. Chen's lesson. ”

Wen Seventeen's hoarse voice said clearly and forcefully: "One, Xiong Dongwei is a felony of Li Xiangtuobao's court, according to the rules of the industry, in the 'Liangcheng Inn', no one can visit him except for his employer;

Second, among these friends who came with Chen Dashao, I know by now that there are three of them hairless little mongrels with hairless mouths, who are the martial arts scum and big traitors of the 'Thirty-six Faction', the 'Xiao Gu Following' of the 'Crying Faction' of the Chunshe Jin, the 'Laughing Faction' of the 'Plainly Dressed' Gu Fengcun, and the 'Lying School' of the 'Jiuqu Yellow River' Wanlisha. Such brutes who betray the country and harm the people, since they have entered our 'Liangcheng Inn', it is impossible to say that today we will eliminate traitors for the country and the people!"

"Mr. Wen, everyone is a person who came out to run, looking down and not looking up, and the business is not in benevolence. Chen Zifeng smiled a little unnaturally and said more uncomfortably: "Since you don't allow Chen to go up to visit relatives and friends, at least give me a step down and let us leave with dignity." ”

Wen Seventeen didn't expect this famous "sword hero" who spent a lot of money not only did not insist this time, but instead accepted it and made compromises.

"Those little brothers accompanied me on this trip, and they were also sent by the peak, they sat there honestly and well, and they didn't move their hands or mouths, and they didn't take the presumptuous, and they didn't offend, even the cups, dishes, chopsticks and dishes of the Guibao were careful not to break or break half of them, you raised your noble hands, and let us retreat with the 'Fugui Group' Tang Daochang, and they generally retreated, okay? And when we've never been here, and treat a few of our miscellaneous crumbs as a few idle farts, haven't we ever been here?" Chen Zifeng's tone became more and more pitiful, and in the end, he was almost begging for mercy.

Wen Seventeen couldn't help but hesitate-

The other party has said all the soft words to this part, what should I do?

Should we do everything for the way of heaven and do everything to eliminate evil, or appease and raise a net of traitors? For a while, even Wen Seventeen, who had always played red dust and was jealous of evil, was inevitably a little undecided.

Chen Zifeng not only said sincerely, but he also showed his sincere attitude with his actions.

He took the initiative to retreat step by step from the staircase only four steps away from the top of the building, and he retreated while not forgetting to laugh and say forgiveness: "Everyone is also a person with wives and children, and God has the virtue of a good life, so you will raise your noble hand and spare us for this moment." ”

When he retreated, the three young men who were swaggering and majestic in gold and silver in the same seat also stood up.

They were in a hurry with their hands and feet, and they looked flustered, and they packed up their own bags, blankets and other things they had brought, and it seemed that they were also ready to slip away.

At this time, Wen Qiqi was also a little soft-hearted and short.

――The other party has made such a concession, how can he chase after him and kill them all?

Just when Wen Qiqi was hesitating, he suddenly heard Leng Ruoqian in the wheelchair on the front of the building shouting: "Everyone be careful!"

Wen Shiqi raised his head suddenly, only to see that Chen Zifeng had obviously taken a few steps, and he jumped up like a big bird in captivity with a rich family.

He's so fast!So urgent!!So sudden!!

Wen Seventeen said in his heart: "It's not good" scolded in his mouth: "Little bastard, you actually use fraud!" He was about to intercept him, but his body moved, but he was already intercepted.

He was intercepted by one of the young men who were swaggering and majestic in gold and silver.

Dressed in white filial piety clothes, he holds a "mourning stick" in his left hand and a "filial piety flag" in his right hand.

As soon as he fought against him, Wen Seventeen was forced.

As soon as he went into battle, the young man wept bitterly, cried and cried and cried.

Cry cry cry -

He made a move in the midst of crying, and his attack was not flawless, not that he could never counterattack, but that his moves and exercises were too strange and too evil, which really made Wen Qiqi have some scruples and did not dare to rashly take risks to counterattack.

Wen Seventeen was slightly restrained, and the other party cried even more, and the attack was even more unscrupulous, which was almost crazy: the left dance "Crying Funeral Stick", the right rotation "Filial Piety Flag", "left and right bows, up and down.

In less than ten rounds, Wen Seventeen was inexplicably forced to almost leave the gate of the inn.

It wasn't until Wen Seventeen played his self-created "Drunken Injury Punch", and hit six drunk, seven injured and thirteen punches in one go, that he paused and retreated, and reversed his decline.

After the six drunk, seven wounded, and thirteen punches, the opponent has not yet fallen, and he is still crying, and the sky is in the dark, and there is only one reason -

-- The other party is the leader of the "Crying Faction", "Xiao Gu Follows", and the Spring Society is near.

Because his "crying skills" have always been in a class of their own, shocking and crying, no one can match.

He even once stood out among the 36 factions of the "Power Gang" and led the way.

His master, the old head of the "Crying School" of the previous generation, was cried to death by him for seven days and seven nights.

The fellow disciples of the "Thirty-six Factions" are most afraid of hearing his cries, and they are most afraid of seeing his tears.

Heartbroken and heartbroken.

It wasn't until later that the "Power Gang" appeared in a "simple-dressed" ancient style.

The "simple clothes" of the "laughing school" are ancient.

The appearance of this smiling master has made the frustration of "Xiao Gu Following" Chun Shejin reduced by half, but in any case, Chun Shejin can still be said to be a first-class general and a special soldier in the "Power Gang".

It's a pity that he is now meeting Wen Seventeen.

Wen Seventeen's first set of "drunken boxing" was displayed, and he had already stood firm and footed in the door; in the second round of "wounded boxing" Fang Shi, he had already turned defense into merit and turned defeat into victory, and forced the Spring Society, which was crying with snot and tears, into a corner, which was also a dead end.

However, Haruha has two equally young and belligerent companions in the near future.

This time, it was Fluttershy who shouted, "Attention!"

At the same time, the other two "Power Gang" experts, the "simple-dressed" Gu Fengcun and the "Jiuqu Yellow River" Wanlisha, have outflanked Wen Seventeen left and right.

The "simple-dressed" ancient style was made when he looked up to the sky and laughed like thunder and laughter, while the "Jiuqu Yellow River" Wanlisha attacked lying on the floor horizontally.

The strange tricks of the "laughing school" and the miraculous skills of the "lying school" are unique and whimsical, whimsical, and incredible.

As soon as the two saw that their companions were at a loss, they immediately came to help, and the three of them were determined to lay down Wen Seventeen, a drunkard and rotten scholar, to cry and laugh to death!