In the small courtyard at the end of Jiaozhuang Village, the night wind was blowing coldly.
After Ouyang Feng said these words with unknown meaning, the atmosphere on the small wooden table instantly became solemn. The Baituoshan clan headed by Yang Guo had quietly held his hand on the handle of the knife.
They all stared at the people at the table and the cook with vigilant eyes, wary of possible conflicts.
On the other hand, Dong Zhang didn't have much sense, and everyone was still doing what they were supposed to do, as if they didn't know what nervousness was.
"Hahahahaha, they are all rough guys who have never seen the world, just wild people. These brothers of mine rarely travel around this river and lake. We are used to being ignorant and ignorant. When we suddenly meet a famous master like you, we are suddenly shocked.
I've offended you, teacher. You have a big heart, so don't take it personally..."
Dongzhang, who was sitting on the main seat, laughed loudly when he heard this. He held a pot in one hand and filled a bowl of fruit wine for Ouyang Feng himself, followed by a respectful gesture from a distance: "Done."
After finishing speaking, Ouyang Feng had already drank the fruit wine in the bowl in two or two gulps before he could even raise the bowl.
"Ah......"
Seeing this, Ouyang Feng had no choice but to raise his bowl and drink. He couldn't tell that Dongzhang's perfunctory attitude meant that he was trying to forgive him, but in fact, he didn't take it to heart at all. He just watched the show when the cook challenged him.
It's just attitude.
Not only him, but everyone present, including Yanbo Diaosou, all let out chuckles. It was obvious at a glance that this group of people was by no means a good-natured person.
"Bold! How dare you be so bold in front of the owner of the village! I think you are tired of living, fat man!!"
The attitude of the chef and others immediately angered all the White Camel Mountain guards. A middle-aged man who looked like the leader immediately stepped out of the queue. He held the handle of the knife with his right hand and was about to take out the knife and slash at the chef who had his back turned to him.
Zheng!!!
The scimitar was less than two inches out of its sheath when a sharp sound broke through the air. The middle-aged man seemed to be frozen in place, and drops of cold sweat suddenly appeared on his forehead and slid down.
"Boy, do you have the right to interrupt what I'm saying? Take that gadget of yours back. If not, I'll give you a hand."
The rich voice of the chef sounded from time to time. At this moment, he still had his back to the White Camel Mountain crowd, but a fat hand had already been placed on the middle-aged man's wrist at some point, forcing him to draw the sword out of its sheath.
And he stepped on the dark kitchen knife, which was making a buzzing sound.
Above the main table, two red silk threads passed over everyone's heads. Two slender silver needles were inserted directly into the middle-aged man's eyebrows on both sides. The silver needles were as long as one finger and were making a trembling sound. This was when the middle-aged man stopped.
The main reason for timidity.
His eyes looked at the tight red line in horror, and he felt the creeping movement on his eyebrows. The middle-aged man had no doubt that if he acted rashly, these two silver needles would instantly make the two muscles on his forehead...
burst.
But Baicao Xian also took action. At the moment when the man held the knife handle, he moved his hand at the same time as the cook.
Glancing at the red line still trembling in the air and the buzzing sound of the kitchen knife on the cook's waist beside him, Ouyang Feng withdrew his gaze and said calmly: "Dongzhang, are you challenging my limits?"
He could tell at a glance that if these two weirdos attacked at the same time, his men would stop breathing forever with just one breath.
"Hahahahahaha, what are you talking about? It's just for fun, I'll take this guy away..." Dongzhang suddenly smiled and said after looking at Ouyang Feng, who looked uncertain.
After saying that, the cook turned his head and continued to chew the leg of lamb, while Baicao Xian also opened it with two fingers. The two almost transparent red threads immediately bounced back with a swishing sound. In the blink of an eye, they were put into his sleeves, and he bowed his head to drink.
It was as if the terrifying scene just now had never happened at all.
Naturally, Dongzhang was secretly giving instructions for his two moves. The purpose was to test Ouyang Feng's purpose. To be more precise, it was to distinguish between friends and foes.
One-on-three is quite stressful for him. If Ouyang Feng comes again, Dongzhang will not dare to arrogantly say that he can handle it. Zhang Yimeng and others are even better at this point.
Now, it's just a matter of testing his attitude. Although the test just now was only for a moment, it was actually all between the thoughts of Ouyang Feng and Dong Zhang. Whether this middle-aged man would live or die, it all depended on it.
It fell on Dong Zhang and Ouyang Feng.
If Ouyang Feng suddenly strikes, the man will definitely die. If he chooses to remain silent, the man can survive.
In fact, Ouyang Feng's move was not a sign of bad intentions, it was his attitude, because as far as this courtyard is concerned, it is Dongzhang's home court. With Ouyang Feng's character, if he can tolerate it to this extent, it is already considered a gift.
It is enough for the master Dongzhang's face.
So, to put it another way, he didn't come with any malicious intentions, so Dongzhang told people to stop.
"Hmph! You're not weak at all, boy. This kitchen knife of yours must be made of black iron..."
Ouyang Feng was not a stingy person. He was a master after all. He still had some respect for this. He just pretended that it had never happened and just drank from the bowl.
"Hehe, old man Ouyang has good eyesight. Unfortunately, it is made of black iron."
The cook bit off the mutton on his leg in two bites, and then swung the bone stick back, hitting the middle-aged guard behind him directly. Seeing this, the latter's face showed shame and anger. In the past, he had always bullied others.
When has it been your turn to be humiliated like this again?
But after thinking about it, I finally suppressed my anger. There was nothing I could do. After all, their fists were bigger than yours, so you had to lower your head. If Ouyang Feng hadn't come forward just now, his life would have been in danger. This is so powerful.
He still knows.
Then he silently returned to the queue.
The cook, however, didn't take it seriously. He wiped his greasy hands on his clothes and followed Ouyang Feng, who was holding a bowl in both hands, and said with a smile: "Mr. Ouyang, this junior is just like a mountain of mud. I'm used to being vulgar."
, if I have offended anything, I hope you will forgive me."
Ouyang Feng was unmoved by this. When the sharp-eyed Zhang Yimeng saw this, he immediately stood up and walked to Ouyang Feng's side. When Yang Guo saw him, he immediately crossed half of his body to block him, but his eyes blurred. Zhang Yimeng did not know when he had already escaped.
Afterwards.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! I turned around quickly and saw a bright smile. The gold pendant on the young man's left ear was emitting bursts of golden light under the light of the fire, which was unusual.
of dazzling.
"Little brother, don't be nervous, I just want to pour a bowl of wine for the senior..."
Grinning at Yang Guo, who was a little stunned, Zhang Yimeng leaned over and filled Ouyang Feng's empty wine bowl with fruit wine. The cook was straightforward and did not know how to see clearly. It was not that Ouyang Feng did not want to drink with him, but
The bowl is empty.
Zhang Yimeng and Dong Zhang were both aware of this, but as the boss of the armed group, Dong Zhang usually had nothing to do with their teachers and students drinking together, but now the two sides were meeting on behalf of the two camps, and there was a hint of unpleasantness just now.
At this stall, there is no such thing as a boss from one party pouring wine for another boss. Wouldn't that mean he changed his direction and bowed his head? Naturally, he would not be allowed to move, so Zhang Yimeng stepped forward.
In fact, Dongzhang didn't care about this, he was still a junior after all, but since Zhang Yimeng came forward, he was happy to watch him take care of things, but he was a heartless and hands-off shopkeeper.
"God's actions are ever-changing..."
Glancing at the sunny and elegant young man next to him, Ouyang Feng's eyes flashed with admiration, and he couldn't help but tell the kung fu that Zhang Yimeng had just used.
"Hey, this is a trivial trick, but it makes you laugh at me, junior. Come on, junior, if you dare, join me. Senior's name is so well-known. Juniors and juniors like you have long wanted to see your face. Today, I can see you.
What a blessing.”
Hearing this, Zhang Yimeng waved his hands repeatedly, then picked up the wine bowl on the table. Finally, he glanced at the stupid cook and kicked him over: "What are you doing standing still? Come on, let's drink this wine with our seniors."
.”
The latter staggered after being kicked, and then he angrily continued to raise his bowl and bump it with Ouyang Feng. Seeing this, Ouyang Feng couldn't help but look at Zhang Yimeng next to him, and the admiration in his eyes became more and more
obvious.
"Hahahahaha, Zhang Dong, it's a good day today. It's rare for Senior Ouyang to be in front of you, so I have to do it without getting drunk."
After drinking all the wine in one gulp, Zhang Yimeng laughed loudly.
Follow and walk back to your original position.
"What a well-rounded and well-rounded man..." Ouyang Feng looked directly at the smiling Zhang Yimeng, and Ouyang Feng couldn't help but praise him in his heart.
"Dongzhang, these friends of yours are very interesting. I like them..."
"Oh, they are all just making fun of others, just to make the teacher laugh..."
Shaking his head, Ouyang Feng couldn't help but look at Zhang Yimeng, who looked like a boy next door, and said with a smile: "Are you the Wheel King Zhang Yimeng who fought Hong Qi for more than three hundred rounds before being captured?"
"Uh..." Hearing this, Zhang Yimeng was startled and scratched his head: "You don't want to be in a fierce battle, just trying to survive..."
Although Zhang Yimeng didn't say much, how could Ouyang Feng not know the danger involved? How many people in this world can fight against Wujue? What's more, under the siege of nearly a thousand people from the Beggar Clan's leader, he couldn't help but lose.
The little girl Huang Rong also killed several elders of the Beggar Clan during the siege. If Hong Qigong hadn't taken action himself, the Beggar Clan would have been unable to keep this seemingly sunny young man.
This boy's strength should not be underestimated. I don't know where Dongzhang found these crouching tigers, hidden dragons.
Ouyang Feng now really has a love for talents and wants to win over this young man to work for him. He is brave and resourceful, and is not afraid of honor or disgrace. He is a great talent.
But he also knew that it was difficult to talk about this matter in this situation, so he suppressed his inner thoughts and said: "Come on, get some wine."
Ouyang Feng had a strong temper, but he was not used to drinking this mild fruit wine, so he ordered his men to go out and buy wine.
After finishing speaking, Ouyang Feng turned to look at Xiao Longnu, who was sitting next to Dongzhang, as calm as water. His eyebrows suddenly raised, and he grinned: "You little kid, I'm very impressed. You can start a swordsmanship."
Let’s make a party, come here, have a bowl with me.”