People in Seven Heroes Town: Choose to seize Bai Zhantang at the beginning

Chapter 103 The Masked Man

"Hurry up and continue pouring for me."

"Pour the ones for Xiao Liu, too."

"Master, I don't drink..."

Yan Xiaoliu looked at his wine glass, it filled up all of a sudden, and he became cramped in an instant.

"Just one glass of wine... You only have one glass, and it's not in vain for the two of us to be mentors and apprentices."

With Xing Yusen's strong persuasion, Yan Xiaoliu couldn't say anything, so he could only hold the wine glass with a bitter face, and took a shallow sip.

Damn, it's so spicy.

"This man, it's true that everyone has his own life."

"When you meet someone with good luck, you will be ready for martial arts as soon as you are born, and you can just learn it directly."

After drinking, Xing Yusen's face turned as red as a monkey's butt, but he became chatty.

"That may not be able to learn well, there are many people who embarrass the family."

Tong Xiangyu drank two glasses with Xing Yusen, and lightly touched the wine glasses. Guo Furong, who had been accompanying him all the time, felt her face was hot.

"Then what... I put the wet clothes to dry, you eat slowly..."

Guo Furong touched her forehead just now, and then withdrew.

"Meeting that face, who is a little worse, he has spent two years in the rivers and lakes, find a good master, and learn one and a half moves will be enough."

"There are also those who have been around for many years and haven't learned it all at once."

Silently gnawing on the big mouth of the steamed bun, he instantly felt that the fire was burning on his body, and gently pushed away Tong Xiangyu who was beside him.

"Then what's the matter? I'm going to put the beef back into the pot first, so that it won't be boring to eat when it's cold."

"When I met someone whose fate was even worse, he simply stopped learning martial arts, and just studied at home for two years and took a test for fame."

Xing Yusen chewed a mouthful of tender beef while talking.

"Your cook's cooking is getting better and better. Let Guo Furong bring me two more dishes later."

"I think you drank too much? Is the meal Guo Furong made edible?"

Tong Xiangyu said with a red face.

"Two years? And after studying for many years, I didn't pass the exam."

The words of the two were inconsistent, but this sentence suddenly awakened the embarrassing scholar next to him.

"Then what's the matter? I'm going to settle the account for the afternoon first, and then come to eat, you eat slowly."

After saying this, Xiucai didn't give Tong Xiangyu a chance to speak, and walked directly to the counter, counting absent-mindedly, and all of a sudden, there were only Yan Xiaoliu, Tong Xiangyu, and Xing Yusen left at the dinner table. .

"Xiao Liu... It's not that the master doesn't want to teach you, it's that the master really can't teach you. My martial arts are too bad, and I don't know a few big characters. Don't blame the master..."

Perhaps because of the alcohol, Xing Yusen also felt that it was not so difficult to say what would never be said in these comments, and told Yan Xiaoliu while blushing.

"Master, stop talking, I understand."

Yan Xiaoliu held Xing Yusen's hands tightly, looking like she wanted to cry.

"Xiao Liu, take out your suona and play a little tune for me."

Xing Yusen took his hand back, pointed to the empty space in front of him, and directed Yan Xiaoliu.

Xiao Liu skillfully took out someone else's suona from his waist, but Xing Yusen yelled to stop with just one slap.

"You get me a brighter one, you're blowing like I'm leaving."

"How do you play the tune of the end? Play us a happy one."

Tong Xiangyu and Xing Yusen sang together, Xiao Liu could only continue to cooperate with a blushing face.

"Come on, help!"

At this moment, Xiaomi's voice suddenly sounded outside the door.

Zhong Yuan looked outside the door in a daze, then Xing Yusen and Yan Xiaoliu looked at each other slowly, the two quickly got up and rushed to the door.

"Help, someone is robbing."

Xiaomi tightly guarded his purse.

Yan Xiaoliu tightly hugged his master's sleeve.

"Master, this man doesn't seem to have a knife."

"Then what is he holding in his hand?"

Xing Yusen's eyes were narrowed into mimi eyes, and he couldn't see clearly what was in front of him.

"Have you got eyes? He took my purse."

"You are a poor beggar, but you can still have money bags."

Xing Yusen smiled, then looked at the masked man in front of him.

"That kid, why did you rob him of his purse?"

"Apart from this purse, does he have anything valuable?"

The masked man's voice was extremely low, and it was impossible to tell how old he was.

After Xing Yusen heard this, he also felt that it made some sense. He was just a poor beggar, and all his wealth should be that bag.

"Then why did you only grab his job?"

People who have been drinking may speak so illogically.

"Nonsense, it's all over, is there anyone else on the street?"

There was some impatience in the man's voice, and the shopkeeper Tong next to him seemed to see through something in his eyes, gradually became sober, and looked in the direction of a certain person with some worry.

"There seems to be some truth in what I said... No, am I not a human?!"

"If you have something to talk about, just stay away if you have nothing to do. This matter has nothing to do with you."

Bai Zhantang struggled to listen to Xing Yusen's words, and was confused, unable to understand anything, and gradually lost his patience.

"Bring me my knife."

Xing Yusen was hitting while walking, but turned slowly, facing Yan Xiaoliu behind him, Yan Xiaoliu picked up the knife on the ground very skillfully, and handed it to Xing Yusen.

"Xing Yusen, the head of the nine-rank black clothes in Qixia Town!"

When Xing Yusen was only caring about his own showmanship, Bai Zhantang went straight up and just kicked the opponent's arm.

Obviously it was just a light kick, but Xing Yusen fell to the ground. Yan Xiaoliu didn't care about 21. After seeing his master flipped to the ground, he picked up his knife directly.

"I fought with you."

With a slight flash at the corner of Bai Zhantang, Yan Xiaoliu, who was rushing forward, made a sound, pushed forward slightly, and Yan Xiaoliu also fell to the ground.

"You son of a bitch, I cut you off."

Xing Yusen quickly pulled out the knife that fell on the ground, and Xing Yusen who was behind him saw his apprentice in such a dangerous situation, and instantly became sober from all the alcohol.

"Let go of my apprentice!"

Perhaps Xing Yusen, who was drunk and his mind was full of chaos, had only one thought in his mind at this moment, which was to save his apprentice, so he picked up the knife on the ground and started hacking casually, rushing forward.

But no matter how sharp Xing Yusen's knife was, the masked man could very skillfully avoid the direction the knife was coming at him, without any scars on his body.

"You stop for me."

(End of this chapter)