There are many people in the world who know Dongzhang, but very few have actually seen him. Everyone in the world can tell a few things about those familiar battles, and they have also heard about Dongzhang's appearance.
But those were just word-of-mouth rumors. If you were to meet him in person, you might not be able to recognize him, because those who participated in those battles were all prominent figures in the world.
Xiao Xiami can only watch from a distance, just like in later concerts, where he can only see a vague figure.
Silently turning his head to face the four bearers with a warm smile, Dongzhang walked straight to the edge of the table.
Upon seeing this, Baicao Fairy immediately stood up and squeezed onto a bench with the cook, leaving a space for Dong Zhang.
Da Ma Jin Dao stepped forward and sat down. Dongzhang picked up the wine bottle on the table and raised his head to take a few swigs. He shook the wine bottle with satisfaction. Dongzhang put his hand on the table and looked sideways.
The four nervous bearers asked, "What's going on with these people?"
"You don't know about Lao Zhang's legs? Who will take care of them? This Zhongnan Mountain has a long way to go, no one can carry it?"
The chef turned to the store and ordered some new dishes, then curled his lips and hummed softly.
Picking up a pair of new chopsticks, he picked up the leftover chicken they had eaten without hesitation and put it into his mouth. Dongzhang shook the oil stains on the chopsticks and said happily: "That's right."
"Which sect?"
"What's the name of Shenxingmen? He has good leg strength and can serve as Lao Zhang's bearer."
As soon as Dong Zhang met them, he knew that these four people had a strong foundation in martial arts. Therefore, when he asked this question, he knew that although they were not fast, they were not slow either. Ordinary bearers were really not qualified for this task.
After all, for work, you have to trek through mountains and rivers every day. Even horses can't stand the difficult mountain roads, let alone ordinary people?
It's not surprising that they would find people who are strong in martial arts.
Hearing this, he nodded indifferently. Dongzhang looked at his opponent, Baicao Xian, and asked, "How is Yi Meng's injury?"
"I still need some time to rest. After all, I have injured my muscles and broken my bones. Now that I have the black jade intermittent ointment, this day can be shortened a lot."
"Um."
Grabbing the whole bowl of fish soup that still had quite a bit left, Dongzhang drank the fresh soup from the big bowl directly to his mouth, biting into pieces the fish bones. Dongzhang put down the big bowl and said with a smile: "Then let them stay longer.
"
"Hey, you have the final say"
The casual exchanges between Dongzhang and a few people made the four bearers on the side tremble when they heard the casual exchanges. Their feet were weak and they almost knelt down. The good impression of Dongzhang who showed a bright smile to them at first also instantly fell in love with them.
The time turned into nothingness, and there was only endless fear left in my heart at this moment.
But before they could beg for mercy, Dongzhang suddenly turned his head and looked over, showing his iconic big white teeth: "Thank you for your hard work, everyone."
Plop!!
The four people immediately fell to the ground with their knees weak, and the older one repeatedly knocked his head on the hard blue bricks: "Master! Please let us go! I have an old one and a young one.
I can’t die!!”
Seeing this, several young people followed suit, and for a while the small teahouse was filled with frightened cries of begging for mercy.
Looking at the four people who were inexplicably frightened in surprise, Dongzhang picked up the wine bottle and passed it forward: "Take a sip."
"This this."
The older Shenxing disciples carefully took the wine flask, but saw that their foreheads were now a bright red, their scalps had been bruised, and there was still blood.
Staring at a few people with a smile, Dongzhang closed his palm and raised it slightly to signal them to drink.
As soon as he bit his silver teeth, the older Shenxing disciple immediately raised his head and took a big sip of wine. Perhaps he drank too quickly, and he couldn't help but cough violently after taking a sip of strong wine.
He glanced at the smiling Dongzhang in fear. The man passed the wine bottle to the side, and the other three followed suit and took a big sip.
After all four people finished drinking, Dongzhang took back the wine bottle and patted the older Shenxing disciple: "That's it. We are all our own people. What's so scary? By the way, what's your name?"
"My name is Yan Jiang."
Before the remaining people could tell their names, Zhang Dong said cheerfully: "Lao Yan, I didn't call you wrong."
"No, no. I called you right."
"Okay, Lao Yan, my brother is now inconvenient in his legs and feet. I have to trouble him a lot these days. Isn't it difficult?"
"It's not difficult, it's not difficult."
Several people responded in unison, but as soon as they replied, they noticed something was wrong, but Dongzhang didn't give them a chance to say anything, and said: "That's good."
At this time, the new dishes were on the table, the waiter was diligently collecting the leftovers, and the boss was already eating with chopsticks with gusto, but he no longer had any intention of paying attention to those people.
"Sir, if we take good care of Mr. Zhang, can we be spared our lives?"
In the end, Yanjiang mustered up the courage to beg for mercy from his boss, who was leisurely eating vegetables. They were not stupid, and it was this sunny-looking young man in black who knew what weird people in this business were talking about.
"Where did the old saying come from? You are free. You can leave whenever you want. No one will stop you."
Turning his eyes at Yan Jiang who was frightened and uneasy, Dongzhang's mouth turned up slightly.
Even so, no one among them could laugh. Let's leave. Even if I gave them a hundred more courage, they wouldn't dare.
Because they had been poisoned by Baicao Fairy a long time ago, without Baicao Fairy they could not be cured and they could only wait to die. No matter how stupid this time, they all know that their lives are now firmly determined by this poison.
young man eating vegetables.
In order to please him, you will have a chance of survival. As the saying goes, accompanying a king is like accompanying a tiger. Although Dongzhang is not a king, his title as the number one demon king is truly well-deserved.
Although he always smiled and seemed to be very talkative, he always gave people the feeling of walking on thin ice, as if he would turn against him and kill someone the next second. Dongzhang's smile was as chilling as a devil's smile in their eyes.
Resting his stomach, Dongzhang immediately put down his chopsticks and raised his hand to signal the people at the table to get up: "The person next to me is my close friend and relative. Only when he gets better will I get better. Don't worry, I, Dongzhang, am not a bad person.
Reasonable people, wait until he recovers and you will return home, I say.”
He looked at Baicao Xian across the square table in surprise. Seeing that he didn't have any intention to refute, Yan Jiang immediately took the lead and knelt down to Dong Zhang to thank him. Just as he was about to bend down, he found that his elbow was caught by a pair of chopsticks. He could do whatever he wanted.
It can't be shaken even by force.
This discovery shocked Yan Jiang inexplicably. You know that even a child can break a pair of small wooden chopsticks, but now he can control himself with his own internal strength. How can it not be shocking?
"Stop messing with those nonsense. Taking care of my brother is better than anything else."
Taking back his wooden chopsticks, Dong Zhang said with a smile.
At this moment, a term suddenly flashed in their minds, that is, both good and evil.
Although these people were kidnapped by the cooks, Zhang Yimeng, as the boss of the armed group, still had to express his due attitude. Moreover, Dong Zhang’s words were not false. Zhang Yimeng had a life-long friendship with him, so he should do what he said.
If the situation is sufficient, Dongzhang will not be stingy at all.
After all, I have to take care of Zhang Yimeng for a month, and it's not a big deal to keep people in a state of panic.
After appeasing several people, Dongzhang immediately took out a severely bent iron sword, threw it on the table and said with a smile, "Do you know where there is a blacksmith shop?"
This iron sword was bent by Hong Qigong at the Beggar Clan's main rudder that day. If it hadn't been blessed by Dong Zhang's internal strength, it would have broken long ago.
"You don't have this broken sword, just buy another one."
When the cook saw this, he immediately laughed out loud.
"Qi, how can those rags compare to it?"
As soon as he said this, everyone couldn't help but look at the rusty iron sword on the table. They all felt that Dongzhang was a bit stubborn.
After a moment of silence, Mrs. Shengyin suddenly pointed towards West Street: "There, across the alley, there is a craftsman's shop."
"Thanks."
Picking up the curved iron sword, Dong Zhang stood up and walked straight past Zhang Yimeng, who was sleeping soundly on the soft sedan. Dong Zhang's voice came quietly from behind.
"You guys go up the mountain first, have fun as long as you want, have a great time and make a big fuss, no matter life or death."