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41. Meeting Zheng Jiazi on the road. Venting anger

() A man who is luxuriously dressed, handsome and handsome, like a son or grandson, but he diligently invites in two female guests, who make tea and serve snacks, especially one who is a middle-aged nun. It is very impressive.

It was eye-catching, and everyone looked at it strangely. A few of them whose sight was blocked stood up to watch, but were scolded by the guards who followed, and they quickly sat down again in fright.

The master's wife was dressed in white monk's robes, with a delicate and dignified face, and a noble and gorgeous temperament that made people dare not look directly at her. But the girl was extremely beautiful, with skin as smooth as cream and an appearance like a flower, which attracted everyone in the tea stall.

All for a while.

The tea leaves carried by the guards were of course extraordinary. After brewing, they brought them to the table. The middle-aged teacher raised the cup and took a sip. She nodded slightly in praise, which made the young man's face light up. She immediately called the tea stall owner in person and asked for permission.

Some steamed buns and beef. Remembering that the master did not eat meat, he ordered the guards to take out the cakes used as dry food and present them to the master.

Of the two empty tables, one was only occupied by young girls and handsome men in white clothes. The other one could not accommodate many guards. Some saw someone sitting alone at a table in the corner, so they went over to say squeeze without waiting.

When the man agreed, he sat down and called to the waiter to serve tea and meat.

These guards were from the royal palace, and they always put their eyes above their heads. How could they take a young man dressed as a rich young master seriously? Even if he had a sword behind him, he only paid a little attention to him, and just treated him as someone who liked martial arts, and did not respond at all.

thing.

Liu Meng'e was immersed in the sadness that his master and senior brother might have suffered an accident, and ignored what happened around him. When he noticed someone sitting down next to him, he just wiped his eyes, drank a bowl of tea, and poured it himself.

superior.

As soon as the tea was poured, the guard sitting next to him saw Liu Meng's face clearly, and saw that there were still tears on his delicate face. They thought it was funny, and one of them laughed and said: "Young man, why are you crying?

Could it be that he is in love with his younger sister?" The other guard was a good-looking man, and said with a bad smile: "What kind of love is my sister? She is so sad that she sheds tears when she sees no one. She is obviously in love with her brother."

The southern accent is the softest and most talkative, with a long tail, but it is a bit similar to southern Fujian dialect. How could Liu Meng not understand it? He was feeling uncomfortable, and he just found a reason to vent. His face immediately darkened, and he waved his right hand,

The bowl of hot tea that had just been poured hit the guard in the face. The guard was caught off guard and jumped up, screaming from the heat.

The handsome and quiet young man struck out so fiercely and directly that the other two guards sitting around the table were also shocked. Seeing that his companion's face was red from being burned, he cursed angrily, and one of them reached out and swung it.

I want to slap the other person's ears and vent their anger on my companion.

Liu Meng raised his left hand into a palm and poked the opponent's Quchi point. Then he kicked off his right foot, knocking the guard down with his stool. Then he picked up the teapot and faced the fist of another guard.

There was a loud snap, the teapot shattered and hot water splashed, and the guard jumped up and screamed in pain with his fists in his hands.

These movements were extremely fast, starting from hitting someone with a tea bowl. It only took a few breaths. Before everyone could figure out what was going on, they saw Liu Meng sitting alone on the table in the corner with a pale face.

Dumbly, with a heavy expression, he looked down at the remaining water on the table without saying a word, as if it had never moved.

Several guards had a conflict with someone. The handsome young master and the master's wife turned around and looked. The beautiful girl in green screamed "Ah" and stood up suddenly. Her face turned pale and she looked at the corner.

The young man on the table was already crying.

Seeing the girl in green's reaction, the handsome young man couldn't help but froze, and his handsome face was pale and pale. Finally, he couldn't help but asked: "Do you know each other?" Before the girl could answer, the sitting master said calmly: "He is one of his own.

, please ask Donor Zheng to ask everyone to stop."

One of our own? This kind of title is very subtle. The young master named Zheng hesitated, and the three guards over there rushed forward, with a burst of punches and kicks, and were knocked down again. The guards who were closely following Mr. Zheng

The leader had extensive knowledge, and when he saw that the young man was attacking and beating him, and his attack and defense were rigorous, but he showed everyone's demeanor, he quickly reminded his son, stopped the guards, and continued to attack.

Liu Meng stood up and was surprised when he saw A Ke and Master Jiu Nan. He straightened his clothes, walked over and clasped his fists in salute, "I've met my uncle, what a coincidence?" He looked at the person sitting on the table.

Liu Meng just pretended that he didn't exist, and turned to greet A Ke: "Hello, Uncle Chen."

Master Jiu Nan said "hmm", beckoned Liu Meng to sit down, and then asked with concern: "I heard something unexpected happened to your sect recently, do you know if it is true or not?" Liu Meng moved a stool and put it next to A Ke.

He sat down, ignored Young Master Zheng's murderous gaze, and replied to Master Jiu Nan: "Junior is rushing to Jinan. I don't know whether the matter is true or not yet. We can only draw a conclusion after meeting Master Uncle Hu and the others."

Nodding, Master Jiu Nan closed his eyes slightly and sighed: "Feng Nandi's jade-breaking skill has reached the state of transformation. There are only a few people in the world who can hurt him. If something unexpected happens, I'm afraid it will be another bloodbath."

It's a sign." Liu Meng suppressed the panic in his heart and said fiercely: "No matter which god it is, if it really wants to attack our Five Mountains Sword Sect, as long as there is one person left alive, he will regret being born in this world!"

When he swore this oath, Liu Meng's tone was solemn, his hands were clenched tightly, and veins were pulsing on his forehead. Master Jiu Nan was startled by the murderous intent in his words. She raised her eyes and looked at the excited Liu Meng. After chanting the Buddha's name, she persuaded: "

It’s better to commit less crimes. We’ve already died enough over the years.”

Liu Meng lowered his head and did not respond. Everyone, including Akko, was thinking about their own thoughts, and the scene fell silent for a while. Mr. Zheng found the opportunity to interrupt, first laughed, and then smiled at Akko and said:

"Miss Chen, don't you know who this young master is?"

Liu Meng stretched out his hand to stop A Ke from opening his mouth to introduce. Looking at the other person's suave face, he said coldly: "I'm Liu Meng from the Hengshan sect. Thank you for asking." After saying that, he didn't ask who the other person was and lowered his head again.

Start meditating.

Mr. Zheng smiled awkwardly. Seeing A'ke's face getting paler, he was convinced that there was any relationship between the two people. He was extremely angry for a moment. The leader of the guard standing behind him saw that the other party did not give the young master any face, and thought that the other party did not give the young master any face.

Knowing the identity of his young master, he immediately said deliberately: "I just saw that Brother Liu is very skilled. It turns out he is a master of the Five Mountains Sword Sect." Then he said: "Let me introduce to Brother Liu. This young master's surname is Zheng, and he is Yanping.

The second son of the county prince."

After the introduction, the leader of the guard looked at Liu Meng expectantly, waiting for him to stand up in surprise and clasp his fists in salute. After all, the prince of Yanping County fought against the Manchus with an army. He was alone overseas and followed the Ming Dynasty's orthodoxy. He was a benevolent and righteous man in the world.

Everyone admired and admired him. The Wuyue Sword Sect was also a member of the anti-Qing Dynasty. They just thought Liu Meng would not bow down before he heard this.

Unexpectedly, Liu Meng had already guessed the origin of Zheng Keshuang. Without even raising his eyelids, he just said "oh" and raised his hand to fill the cups of tea for Master Jiu Nan and A Ke without saying anything else.

This made Zheng Keshuang and others even more embarrassed. When the guard leader saw the young master being humiliated, he became angry. He immediately rushed to one of the guards and hinted at him, asking the guards who had just conflicted with him to come forward to argue.

The rude guard whose face was burned by the hot tea stepped forward, fisted angrily at Liu Meng, and said: "My brother was so offended by his words just now, and I can't apologize here. But you were so ruthless, how could you break my brother's hand bones?"

Break it to pieces, now my brother needs an explanation."

It turned out that Liu Meng had just used a teapot to meet a guard's fist, but secretly used his internal strength to smash the opponent's finger bones. Liu Meng raised his head and glanced at the guard who started the trouble, knowing that without Zheng Keshuang's acquiescence, he would have done anything.

I didn't dare to come over and ask for an explanation.

Liu Meng raised his head and looked at Master Jiu Nan. She was the senior one here. If he wanted to hit someone, he had to ask her for permission. Master Jiu Nan was very smart. When Liu Meng looked at him, he already understood what he meant. She happened to be close to her as well.

Yes, I was a little disgusted with Zheng Keshuang's behavior, so I immediately closed my eyes and pretended I didn't see anything.

With the acquiescence of Master Jiu Nan, Liu Meng stood up, glanced at Zheng Keshuang and the guards surrounding him, and said calmly: "I've been beaten, so what else can I do? I want to put it simply, one of you can point your finger at me

Even if the head is smashed, it will be fine."


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