As the sound fell, the three great men each walked over with steel knives. Seeing their steady steps and breathing well, they seemed to be masters who had practiced external skills for several years.
Seeing that they were coming in a fierce manner, the waiter naturally did not dare to be negligent. He hurriedly stepped forward and nodded and greeted: "Three guests, you can wait for a while, just a while!"
There was a thin sword mark on the face. Before the waiter could finish his speech, he immediately slapped the table and shouted angrily: "How long will it take, three days or five years?"
When the waiter was shaking like this, his whole body began to tremble, and he couldn't even speak smoothly. He responded ummyly: "It won't take that long, it will be fine in a while."
The strong man suddenly grinned and laughed. He pushed the waiter hard and shouted coldly: "Hurry up and bring all the good wine and dishes to the uncle, otherwise, be careful to make me angry, I will make you a broken store.
I smashed it for you."
The waiter was pushed so suddenly by him, and he took a few steps back, and staggered and fell to the ground. But even so, he just dared to be angry but did not dare to speak out. For such a so-called hero who killed someone, he would kill someone if he said he was a knight.
Lord, even the government has no way to deal with them.
Seeing this, Yan Yun wanted to go up to help the waiter in the shop, but Yan Hong grabbed him directly, giving him a wink and signaling him not to act rashly.
After a while, the waiter brought a few plates of side dishes, two steamed buns and a pot of wine to Yan Hong's table, and smiled and shouted: "Two guests, the wine and food you ordered are here, please use it slowly!"
Yan Hong took the wine and food, nodded with a smile, and said, "Thank you, my second brother."
Before the waiter brother could answer, a rash man with a fat face stood up and cursed carelessly: "Waiter, this time makes me anxious, I'm waiting!"
The waiter quickly smiled and said, "Three guests, the food you want will be ready soon. Just wait for a moment."
"Damn it, I have to wait!" The reckless man with a fat face suddenly overturned the table to the ground and roared angrily, scaring the waiter backed up repeatedly.
At this time, an old man came over. Seeing this scene, he immediately understood seven or eight. He hurriedly walked over with a smile on his face and said, "Three guests, the shop is not equipped with enough staff, it takes a little time, so he is lazy.
I have three, please forgive me, let’s do this, I will pay the three guests this meal, right? I don’t charge any money. Do you think this is OK?”
Seeing that the boss said this, the rash man with a fat face sat down and shouted coldly: "This is almost the same. Come on us quickly. I'm still waiting to go!"
The boss responded, then helped the waiter up and walked straight to the kitchen.
Because of the strange incidents that happened in the past two days, Yan Hong was very hungry, but she had a slight appetite to eat. At this time, even the delicious food was as delicious as her mouth was chewed with wax.
So she just took a few bites and then put it down, looking out of the corner of her eyes full of worry, full of anxiety and anxiety.
"This beauty, let me have a drink with you for two drinks, how about it?" The man with a fat face stood up and walked over, smiling maliciously.
Yan Hong glanced at him disdainfully and shouted coldly: "I'm not in the mood!"
The rash man heard this and sneered, saying, "Haha, this little girl is quite arrogant. It doesn't matter if you are not in the mood, as long as I am in the mood." When he said this, he stretched out his hand full of dirty air.
, want to touch Yan Hong's chin!
Seeing this, Yan Hong snorted coldly, the long sword placed on the table quickly unsheathed with a clang, hitting the reckless man's throat, and shouted coldly: "Miss, if I stabbed it into it,
You said, what will happen, I wonder if you are in the mood to see?"
The reckless man was frightened by Yan Hong, and his whole body was sweating. He kept trembling, and his legs were trembling. After a long time, his voice trembled: "Good luck to the heroine, spare time to the heroine, spare time to the heroine...
”
Yan Hong sneered and said, "Don't you want me to have a drink with you, okay, I'll have a drink with you now."
After saying that, he picked up the wine pot from the table, unscrewed it, looked at the reckless man's hairy face, sneered, and fell directly on it.
After a while, Yan Hong took back the sword, snorted coldly, and shouted: "I have drunk this wine, should you get out? Let's disturb my girl's mood, be careful of your life!"
The rash man responded timidly and said, "I just now had the small one who didn't know Mount Tai, so I definitely didn't dare to disturb the heroine again."
When he said this, he had taken a step back continuously, and one hand took out a pack of powdery things from behind.
Just then, a man shouted anxiously: "Be careful, girl!"
Seeing that the matter was exposed, the rash man immediately sprinkled all the powder on Yan Hong.
Yan Hong hurriedly blocked her arms and protected the important part of her mouth and nose. Her body then leaned back, and the long sword that had just been unsheathed was quickly unsheathed.
At this time, the rash man was about to jump up and catch Yan Hong, but before he could react, Yan Hong's long sword had already walked around his lower body. All the blood, urine, water, and all the blood, urine, and water were flowing out, lying directly
On the ground, he covered his lower body and rolled straight on.
The other two strong men saw that their companions suffered a loss and Yan Hong was also caught, so they grabbed the steel knife and slapped the table.
Yan Hong waved the long sword in her hand in the sky, but because her eyes were temporarily blind, she could only breathe.
But even so, the two powerful men could not take a step closer at all, and could only shake the steel knife around, looking for a good opportunity to take action.
Seeing that the situation was critical, Yan Yun asked with a hint of crying and worriedly: "Sister, what's wrong with you? Is it important?"
Yan Hong shook her head slightly and said, "Xiaoyun, I'm fine!"
Yan Yun couldn't help but feel angry, and his eyes blazed and glanced around, then grabbed a bench and roared angrily: "You dare to hurt my sister, I'll fight with you..."
"Yan Yun, don't!" Hearing Yan Yun's shouting, Yan Hong realized that her younger brother was going to do something stupid, and then shouted anxiously.
But before Yan Hong's shouting could be finished, Yan Yun rushed out with the bench.
Although the two strong men are average in martial arts, they are also people who have practiced kung fu and have practiced external kung fu. For them, Yan Yun's power that only relies on his own brute force is simply a common occurrence.
A bald strong man sneered and shouted, "You guy who is overestimating your abilities!" Then he suddenly used his head to meet the bench in Yan Yun's hand!
Bang!
The bench immediately broke into two halves from the middle. Before Yan Yun could come to his senses, he was already picked up like a chicken.
"Let me down, you bastards, let me down quickly..." Yan Yun was picked up by the strong man and scolded him.
"Xiaoyun, Xiaoyun, what's wrong with you?" Yan Hong shouted loudly when she heard Yan Yun's shouting.
A strong man was carrying Yan Yun and swam in the air a few times as if he was carrying a chicken, and said coldly: "If you want him to survive, you'd better be honest and obedient, otherwise, just wait."
Let's see him off!"
When Yan Hong heard this, she immediately panicked. Her hand holding the sword was trembling slightly. After calming down, she said, "What do you want to do?"
The bald strong man touched his chin and smiled lewdly, saying, "I don't want to do anything, you hurt our brothers. I originally wanted to kill you two to avenge him, but because of how you look
To the sake of Shui Ling, killing you is too wasteful. As long as you make our brothers feel good, we will consider letting you two go, how about it?”
Another big man with a black face also laughed loudly, rubbed his hands hard, and said, "What a delicate little lady, I can't wait for you, uncle."
Yan Hong snorted coldly and shouted: "You two scumbags in the world, don't let Xiaoyun go again, be careful I'll send you three on the way together."
The bald man laughed at the black-haired man and said, "Old Hei, I didn't expect that this little lady has a pretty temper, I like it."
The black-haired man laughed for a while and said, "The little lady who is rushing to the next time is still the little lady. Come on, let's let this guy bleed first."
After saying that, he waved his bright steel knife, looked at Yan Yun up and down, and sneered: "Old Ba, do you think I'm better to chop his hands or his feet?"
The black-haired man pointed to the two broken benches on the ground and laughed coldly: "This kid actually dares to hit you with a stool. I think it's better to chop his hand first!"
"Okay!" The bald man responded readily.
But after a moment, he asked again, "Lao Hei, do you think you should cut his right hand first or his left hand first?"
The black-haired man was a little impatient and said, "Why are you doing so many things? Just cut both of them together?"
Yan Yun, who was stabbed with a bright steel knife, did not dare to open his eyes, nor did he dare to look at his arm, and shouted in horror: "Sister, save me, save me..."
Yan Hong was even more heartbroken at this moment. At this moment, she really wanted to save her younger brother, but the requests made by these two thieves were too difficult for her to accept, and her hands holding the sword were trembling.
The sword in his hand was trembling even more...
The shop owner is a charitable old man. He couldn't bear to see this scene, so he hurried over and said, "Two uncles, two uncles, this girl just offended you without intention. You are the adults and don't remember the villain's mistakes, are you?
This little brother will release it..."
Before the old man finished speaking, the bald man was impatient and shouted angrily: "Old man, get out of here, otherwise, I will take you first."
The old man hesitated for a moment, looked at the bald man with a longing look, and said, "Two uncles, you..."
As soon as the old man said this time, a bright big knife slashed towards him and slanted down from the old man's shoulder.
With a plop, the old man staggered and fell heavily to the ground. There was blood on his body, but he still stretched out his hand full of blood, spitting blood in his mouth, and used his last trace of strength to say, "Two...
Master...you...let's go...they...they..."
Before the old man finished speaking, he died completely, leaving only a cold corpse, thick blood rippling in the cold wind...