"Lao Xia, you are old!"
After saying a word of disdain, Cheng Jiu picked up the knife again and walked forward with his head held high!
Humph, just catch these drunkards! Even if they really have any identities, they still act according to the rules!
Even if this matter is brought to my immediate boss, I am justified! What are I afraid of? If the sky falls, there will be someone tall to hold it up! Even if I catch someone I shouldn’t have caught, my boss will still be there to carry him!
Besides, from a distance, I can see that these people are well dressed, and the jade pendants hanging around their waists are also worth a lot of money!
Even if they are really caught, even if they are released later without taking any credit, won’t they still have their belongings with them? This is also a huge amount of income!
Drunk, drunk!
What can't you do when you're drunk? Isn't it normal to not be able to find your belongings the next day when you sober up? Maybe you threw them in a gutter, so you can look for them yourself slowly!
As for Lao Xia? Is he timid and refuses to step forward? That’s just right! The less money is shared, the better!
Cheng Jiu thought about it, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth unconsciously. He had no idea that if his boss heard what he said, he would definitely be the first to dig a hole and bury himself with a shovel! In the end, he would have to ram the soil.
Jump up and down twice!
Good guy, everyone else is cheating on their father and godfather!
Are you doing this to trick the boss? Is there any younger brother who does this?
"Yeah, I'm old!"
Just when Cheng Jiu stepped forward and was about to take down these drunkards with a knife! Lao Xia behind him finally sighed quietly, then shook his head and looked at the drunkards not far away and said: "I'm old! I'm all too old and my eyesight is dim."
Sorry, I almost didn’t recognize among those people the Duke of Lu, the Duke of England, the Duke of E...
"Plop..."
Cheng Jiu, who had been strutting just now, staggered when he heard this and fell directly to the ground.
What? What is Lao Xia talking about? Duke Lu? Duke of England? And Duke E? Really? If this is true, what kind of drunkard is parading in the street! This is clearly a state public meeting!
"Old Xia... no! Brother Xia! Are you saying those people are a group of princes?"
Rolling and crawling, he rushed back to Old Wu Hou. Cheng Jiu didn't bother to wipe the blood stains on his face, and asked Old Xia with shock and fear on his face.
"No..." Lao Xia looked at Cheng Jiu who was trembling all over, thought for a while, and slowly uttered two words from his mouth.
However, before he could relax, Lao Xia continued to laugh and said: "There is also Xiaohou of Sanyuan County here, well, the military god Li Jing is also here!"
"Bang..."
Cheng Jiu couldn't even stand this time and sat down on the cold stone road, dumbfounded.
"Boy! Don't think that you are invincible if you put on this skin, and don't think that our general can take care of everything for us! There are too many people in Chang'an City. He can't afford to offend us, and we can't afford to offend them.
"
Seeing Cheng Jiu become dejected, Lao Xia felt extremely happy! Even the resentment that had just arisen gradually dissipated.
Hey, after all, we are the nephew generation. Even if we do something wrong, we can't beat him to death with a stick.
It should be taught, but it must be taught! If you really can’t teach it, then give it a stick and beat it to death!
"Brother Xia, no! Uncle Xia!"
The title returned from Lao Xia to Brother Xia, and finally to Uncle Xia!
At this moment, Cheng Jiu finally looked at the Bingyouzi in front of him with admiration, whom he had always looked down on before!
How did he get to know those high-ranking big shots? Could it be that this usually dull soldier has a hidden master?
"Uncle Xia, how do you know them?" Looking at the staggering drunkard not far away, Cheng Jiu swallowed and carefully asked Lao Xia his doubts.
"How do I know them? Humph! Boy, I'll teach you how to behave!" Old Xia seemed to be very impressed by Uncle Xia's voice. He stroked his beard and said with a smile: "Those who work in this industry must have sharp eyes, a sweet mouth, and quick legs and feet!
You have a lot to learn!"
"Have sharp eyes? See a lot of people, know a lot of people? Have a sweet mouth? Can talk, flatter people? Please people?" Listening to Lao Xia's words of instruction, Cheng Jiu's eyes flickered, as if he understood something, but also seemed a little confused.
"But what does this fast-legged thing mean? Is it possible that we still have to be a waiter?"
"Hey, who is that!"
Just when Cheng Jiu was confused about the last "quick legs and feet", Yuchi Jingde, who was staggering forward on the road, suddenly spotted him, shook his head and pointed at Cheng Jiu: "Come here!"
"Ah?" Suddenly hearing Yuchi Gong calling him, Cheng Jiu trembled and subconsciously looked at Lao Xia in front of him.
Unexpectedly, when he looked at it, he suddenly discovered that Lao Xia, who was here just now, showing a humble elder appearance, had long since disappeared! Looking further away, he could only see the gray long
On the street, a vague shadow was quickly disappearing.
"Oh, my legs and feet are indeed fast enough!"
Looking at the shadow that disappeared from sight in the blink of an eye, Cheng Jiu was stunned! This personal guidance was indeed a profound lesson!
"Hey, kid!"
Just when Cheng Jiu was still looking blankly at the long street, an angry scolding came, and then his body suddenly felt light. The next second, a bloody mouth spitting out a strong smell of alcohol was right in front of him.
Shake and shake.
"Boy! Why didn't you listen when I asked you to come here? How to get to Taipingfang!"
Cheng Jiu was lifted up in the air by Yuchi Gong like a chicken, and the heavy breath rushed towards him, almost knocking him out on the spot!
"Taipingfang? Right in front!" Really not daring to faint, Cheng Jiu tried his best to put on a smile that was uglier than crying, and showed the way for this burly man who didn't know whether he was a Duke or a Marquis.
"In front? That?" Yu Chigong stared at Cheng Jiu, shook his head, and looked left and right along the long street.
However, I drank too much wine all afternoon, and now I can't tell which one Cheng Jiu said came before and which one he said after.
"You, lead the way for me! Hurry up!" Too lazy to ask any further questions, Yu Chigong directly scolded Cheng Jiu and asked him to lead the way!
"Here!" Facing a group of princes, how could Cheng Jiu dare to refute? He didn't even dare to say "no", so he could only accept it.
"What the heck! Hurry up and lead the way!"
Yuchi Gong was the most impatient with these vulgar etiquettes. When he saw Cheng Jiuguang holding his hand away, he refused to lead the way. His face darkened on the spot. It seemed that if Cheng Jiu had not been needed to lead the way, he would have provided fists as big as sandbags by now.
Already.
"But……"
Facing the red-eyed Yu Chigong, Cheng Jiu was on the verge of tears. He was about to explain, but was rudely interrupted by Yu Chigong: "What a piece of shit! I asked you to lead the way, so I can't bully you."
To deal with a Wuhou?"
"but……"
"What is an egg? If you keep nagging me, I will burst your egg!"
"Well……"
He shuddered and subconsciously tightened his thighs. Cheng Jiu looked pitiful like a dead mother: "Brother, let me lead the way. At least put me down first..."
This chapter has been completed!