Opening an Internet Cafe in the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 21, Angry Cheng Yaojin (-: I think... well, here's your ticket!
At night, Su Guogong's mansion.

The "Devil Lord" Cheng Yaojin's family is having a daily family dinner.

Cheng Chumo and Cheng Chuliang gathered together, talking in a low voice, their eyebrows beaming with excitement.This afternoon, after surfing the Internet, they took Zhou Fulai to drink. After three glasses of wine, they called each other brothers and brothers. Zhou Fulai told them many tips about the game "Dynasty Warriors VR Special Edition".

At this moment, the two of them are sharing today's game harvest, and by the way, make a small prospect and expectation for tomorrow's life.

Cheng Chubi, on the other hand, was lying on his seat, looking at his two brothers who were beaming with joy, and muttering silently, there are still seven days, there are still seven days...

However, the most abnormal one was Cheng Yaojin, with thick brows standing upright, staring at a pair of bull's eyes, breathing heavily, his breath seemed to be filled with scorching anger, grabbed a roast chicken, and bit it viciously, Hum Chi Hun Chi three or two swallows.

In an instant, a roast chicken was wiped out, and then he grabbed the wine glass, took a sip and was not satisfied, changed to a bowl, and drank a large bowl of rice wine.

I still don't feel relieved, especially looking at the three sons, each of whom is not up to date, hum!
"Snapped!"

Cheng Yaojin dropped the wine bowl to the ground.

"I'm so pissed off! The old man Yuchi laughed at me again in the court today, saying that I can't teach my son! You three scumbags, if you try to fight me, how can I lose face in front of my old brother like this?! "

The more he talked, the more angry he got, Cheng Yaojin actually got up, ready to hit his son on the spot!
"Father, wait a minute!" Cheng Chumo said hastily, with tears in his heart silently, outsiders only saw you as the son of the Duke, and they didn't know the sadness that you would be beaten for no reason if you didn't pay attention.

Cheng Yaojin glared at him and said, "I'll give you a chance to say something."

"Okay." Cheng Chumo's brain worked quickly, organized his words, and said quickly, "Father, after all, it's not that Uncle Yuchi's son, Yuchi Baolin, wiped out a bandit last year, which made Uncle Yuchi show off everywhere... ..."

"You still have the nerve to say it!" Cheng Yaojin interrupted Cheng Chumo angrily, "Ren Baolin is only one year older than you, and she can lead the army to fight. Why are you so unlucky!"

"Father, it's not that I don't have a chance. If you give me an army, I can immediately wipe out Shuofang Liangshi for you." Cheng Chumo, who was "at the critical moment of life and death", seemed very slippery.

"It's just you, still destroy Liang Shidu?"

"No matter what, I, the son of your 'devil king' Cheng Yaojin, will never be inferior to him, Yuchi Baolin, at least, he will definitely not be able to beat me!" Cheng Chumo said arrogantly.

"Boom!" Cheng Yaojin punched him on the head, "What the hell! You forgot who you lost to last year."

Cheng Chumo covered his head and hurried away, saying: "It is because my son lost in last year's big competition, so this year my son has studied hard and practiced hard, and his martial arts has made great progress. I believe that at the end of this year's big competition, I will definitely be able to avenge my shame! "

Swear it, say it with certainty!
Cheng Yaojin looked at the sweet and confident Cheng Chumo, and was a little dazed, as if he was lying to himself, and asked tentatively: "Really?"

"It's absolutely true!" Cheng Chumo quickly stated, "If the son fails to win, let the father punish him!"

Cheng Yaojin touched his chin, stared at Cheng Chumo, thought for a long time, and then said: "Okay, then when I go to court tomorrow, I will make an appointment with Mrs. Yuchi. I can't wait until the end of the year, two months is too late." It's been a long time, it's better tomorrow, no, now! It's better to dampen his prestige now, step his face on the ground, and ravage him! Hahaha!"

Cheng Yaojin finally chose to believe in his son.

Cheng Chumo, who had escaped for the time being, breathed a sigh of relief, and thought to himself that tomorrow he must learn a few more tricks in "Dynasty Warriors VR Special Edition", and it is best to upgrade a few more levels to make his strength stronger.

At the end of the year, he has absolute confidence in Dabi, and two months is enough for him to completely reborn in the game.However, according to his father's temper, maybe it will be these two days, time is tight, and there is some uncertainty.After all, Yuchi Baolin was already stronger than him.

Cheng Chuliang next to him looked at him sympathetically, thinking to himself, luckily I'm not the boss.

As for Cheng Chubi, he still looked like he was dying, talking to himself, there are still seven days, there are still seven days...

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Anyi Square, Lei's small courtyard.

A group of teenagers gathered around the small courtyard, yawning and looking at a figure in front of them boredly.

"Niu Er, how long has Dalang been fighting?" Qinggua asked feebly.

"Two hours." Niu Er replied solemnly.

"Ah~~" All the teenagers sighed together, so sleepy...

In front of all the teenagers, Wang Feng was practicing some moves.

This afternoon, Wang Feng experienced a game at Shiguanghai Internet Café. In that other world that is extremely real, in front of a general, he wields a big knife and crosses the battlefield!

The blood in his whole body was ignited, man, it should be like this to live up to this journey between heaven and earth!
Wang Feng has been a martial idiot since he was a child, and he yearns for those knight-errant warriors and battlefield warriors that are rumored in the market.He also wanted to practice martial arts, determined to either be a wandering knight-errant, or be an enemy on the battlefield!

It's a pity that his father is a local ruffian, and he is still very selfish and ungrateful.After ruining his mother's innocence, he patted his ass and left, never caring about her again.

However, his mother's condition was not good when she gave birth to him, coupled with the lack of nutrition after childbirth, the root cause of the disease fell, and she passed away when he was three years old.

Thanks to the old man Wu from the pharmacy, who often helped him, an orphan with a father, and gave him some leftovers, so that he survived to this day.

Wang Feng, who was neglected since he was a child and couldn't get enough to eat, naturally didn't have much money to come to the martial arts hall to hire a master to learn martial arts.

Maybe what is not available will always be a commotion, the more unavailable, the more Wang Feng is full of yearning for martial arts.

And now, this opportunity is in front of you!
In Shiguanghai Internet Cafe, you can learn martial arts in that game and become stronger!Moreover, it is also related to immortals, maybe it is the martial arts of immortals!I don't know how much nobler than those ordinary martial arts boxers in Chang'an City.

The most important thing is that Shiguanghai Internet Cafe treats everyone equally. People like myself can also go to Internet cafes, play games, learn martial arts, and become stronger!

As long as you give me money...

Thinking of money, Wang Feng slowed down and then stopped.

"Alas~" sighed, they spent all their belongings this afternoon.

Seeing Wang Feng stop, Qinggua happily asked: "Is Da Lang asleep?"

Looking at the group of teenagers, Wang Feng suddenly felt a sense of loneliness like a sparrow knows the ambitions of a grand swan.Pulling the cucumber, he said very seriously: "We have to find a way to get some money."

Shiguanghai Internet Cafe is a place where Wang Feng's fate can be changed, and it can be changed very easily, as long as he has money.

"Well," Qinggua glanced at him and asked, "Which shop does Da Lang want to get money from?"

Wang Feng nodded and said, "This is an opportunity to change your and my destiny."

Qinggua pouted her head and said in a very embarrassed way: "If it's just a few pennies, I can find a way to get it for Dalang, but that shop costs two taels of silver an hour. How can I get such a big sum of money?" Do you have that ability?"

After a pause, Qinggua tentatively said: "Da Lang, why don't you just forget about it, that shop is not accessible to poor people like us, it's obviously for dignitaries."

Wang Feng shook his head, no one would believe it if he hadn't really experienced the magic of the Shiguanghai Internet Café game, so he gave up persuading Qinggua and asked directly.

"Where did you get the 20 taels of silver you gave me last time?"

"This," Qinggua hesitated for a moment, "Didn't I tell you that I picked it up on the road outside the city, and it must have been left behind by some nobleman."

Wang Feng stared at Cucuma's eyes, and said word by word: "Really?"

"Really, really." Qinggua's eyes dodged around, erratically.

"Qinggua, you believe me, this is really an opportunity to change the fate of all of us," Wang Feng suddenly grabbed Qinggua, "We really need money, a lot of money."

The rest of the teenagers also looked at Qinggua, they were also curious about what Qinggua was hiding.

"..." Qinggua, who was stared at by everyone, frowned and struggled.

Wang Feng didn't urge him any more, just stared at him like this, and the courtyard fell silent for a moment.

After a long time, Qinggua gritted her teeth, made up her mind, looked up at Wang Feng, and said.

"I'm not saying it's for Dalang's sake. It's true that I didn't pick up the 20 taels of silver. I stole a magical artifact from Hongfu Temple outside the city and sold it."

(End of this chapter)