Especially the two men in front of the waiter, one with a mustache, sinister eyebrows and rat eyes, the other with a scarred face, and a fierce look. The scarred face even drew out his sword, and stood up suddenly as if facing a formidable enemy. The bright sword light was reflected in the lobby.
, the waiter knelt down with a bang, and kowtowed profusely with sweat on his forehead: "Master, please forgive me, Master, please forgive me..."
Scarface glanced around and looked at the disdainful glances cast by everyone. He couldn't hold back anymore and kicked the waiter in the chest: "Get out of here, you clumsy person!"
"Thank you, uncle, for not killing me. Thank you, uncle."
The waiter leaned back and sat down on the ground. Without thinking about anything, he quickly got up and ran toward the back hall, clutching his chest. Silence returned to the hall again. The scar-faced man had just sat down, and before the sword was sheathed,
He heard a sinister sneer coming from the side: "Don't stay if you are so cowardly. You can go back with your tail between your legs to avoid accidentally losing your life!"
There were people laughing loudly all around the hall.
Scarface raised his sword and pointed at the speaker: "What did you say!"
The man also touched the weapon at hand: "You are so timid as a mouse that you will urinate at the slightest sound. It is better for Xiongbao to go home early and hug his wife on the hot bed. If you stay behind, you will be empty-handed."
It’s impossible to say that even a small life was fed to the ferocious beasts of the Black Forest!”
"you wanna die!"
Scarface raised his sword and rushed forward. The man calmly saw a flash of green light and fell to the ground.
"Lvxuan!"
"It's Lu Xuan!"
There were many exclamations all around, and the person who spoke was already full of fear. The man with the mustache was shocked and rushed to help his companion who was only breathing, but he did not dare to take action and said a harsh word.
He ran away staggeringly.
There was silence in the hall for a moment.
Everyone lowered their eyes and thought, some with expressions of embarrassment, and some with solemn expressions. After a very long silence, several people sat up from the ground, packed up their clothes and left the inn dejectedly. Some of them struggled for a while.
, and was suppressed by a hint of greed in his eyes. The man before put away his weapon and snorted proudly, looked around at the people left behind and threw out a sentence of disdain: "You are not overestimating your own capabilities."
"Oh, what a loud tone!"
Outside the inn, along with these provocative words, sparse footsteps came in from afar.
Everyone turned around and saw a group of young men and women. At first glance, there were more than a dozen of them, all dressed in silk and satin. The man and woman walking in front were both beautiful and beautiful.
Wearing a hundred layers of floral skirts, there was a hint of pride on his face. The man held his head high and kept his eyes on the green man who made the move before, shooting out waves of provocation and contempt.
The Luxuan man frowned: "Who are you?"
However, he ignored her and strode in with others, found a table that happened to be vacant, and diligently asked the woman next to him to sit down: "I have wronged my cousin in such a rough place."
The woman smiled brightly and sat down: "It's a bit dirty, and I don't have to pay much attention to it when I go out."
Everyone around them sat down one after another, looking at the two of them and complimenting and teasing: "Master Mingjun is really kind to Miss Duoya. Lang You is interested in concubine, but he will envy us."
Hearing this, Duoya's face suddenly darkened, "Shut up!" Her man must be a dragon among dragons. How could such a man with no family background, who was just living in her house, get into her eyes?
The woman who was talking on the side shut up and didn't dare to say any more. She glanced at Duoya with disgust, her eyes full of contempt.
The man named Mingjun felt a little uncomfortable when he heard Duoya's words, but he held on to his face with a fake smile.
"Who are you?" Seeing that he was ignored, the green man slammed the table and roared.
"Huh, who am I?" Mingjun looked at him and said, "You don't deserve to know!"