Yi Xiaoxie didn't take it seriously and ate haphazardly. His stomach was almost full. He was holding the remaining half of the jar of wine and was about to step out of the hotel door. The second brother suddenly ran forward and said: "This guest,
You haven’t paid for your food and drinks yet?”
Yi Xiaoxie's body swayed twice, with wine burping in his mouth. He suddenly turned the wine jar upside down, poured a large mouthful of wine into his mouth, and drunkenly shouted to his younger brother: "I'll get this money today."
If you really plan not to pay, what can you do?"
The younger brother's face changed drastically, and he seemed to be frightened. He trembled and said: "Sir, in this small business of mine, you can't...!"
Before he finished speaking, Yi Xiaoxie slammed the entire wine jar on the younger brother's head. The jar was immediately broken into pieces and the wine was scattered all over the place.
How could the younger brother's poor body withstand such a heavy blow? He was immediately beaten to a bloody head, and liquor was sprinkled on the many wounds on his head. The pain made him scream "wow" and run around holding his head.
.
The fragments of the mud altar exuded a golden color, made a "sand" sound, and suddenly fell to the ground.
The second brother was attacked, staggered a few times, and almost fell down. However, Yi Xiaoxie took advantage of the victory and pursued the victory without stopping his movements. He quickly stepped forward and punched the second brother in the abdomen, as if he was determined to kill him.
Posture.
This punch was so fast and violent that it was a fatal blow to the younger brother who had no strength to restrain a chicken.
But at this critical moment.
Sudden.
A flying saucer flew over the corner over there.
There was a "pop" sound, hitting Yi Xiaoxie's wrist where he was exerting his strength, and he immediately knocked Yi Xiaoxie to the side, allowing the little brother to escape the injury.
The flying saucer crashed to the ground and instantly shattered into powder.
Yi Xiaoxie had a bad temper, and when he saw someone sneaking up on him, he immediately became furious.
He looked around angrily and saw the old man in the corner getting up and leaving leisurely. He couldn't help shouting: "Hey, old man, was it you who threw that plate just now?"
The old man glanced at him sideways and said in a harmonious voice: "If you have to show mercy to others, why do you need to kill them all?"
Yi Xiaoxie replied: "You old fool, you are just like a dog biting a mouse and meddling in other people's business. I will show you some color today!"
As he said that, he flew forward and punched the old man in the face!
The old man was unhurried and looked calm. He gently stretched out his right hand and easily pinched Yi Xiaoxie's punch. With a little force, Yi Xiaoxie's fist made a "rattling" sound.
The old man suddenly rolled his wrist, and Yi Xiaoxie screamed in pain. The old man twisted his hand and forced him to kneel down on one knee and surrender, and begged repeatedly: "Spare my life, spare my life, my hero, spare my life, just
It’s my fault that I don’t recognize Mount Tai, and I don’t know the true face of the hero. I dare to ask who is the hero?”
The old man let go of his hand and gently dragged Yi Xiaoxie outward. He immediately pulled Yi Xiaoxie like a bad dog and fell to the ground. He didn't writhe for a long time.
The old man said coldly: "You only know how to bully the weak. Today I will let you taste the taste of being beaten. In the past few days, you have already shouldered two life debts. Do you want to add more dead souls? It is really unjust.
That’s unreasonable!”
Yi Xiaoxie saw that he had encountered a tough situation, so he dared to make excuses again. He nodded and bowed and said: "Thank you for not killing the hero. In the future, I will definitely change my ways and no longer bully the poor and weak."
The old man said solemnly: "Is this true?"
Yi Xiaoxie nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, and quickly agreed: "If there is any falsehood, it will not end well!"
The old man still spoke upright, put his hands on his waist, and replied calmly: "Well, in order to prevent you from harming the world, please come with me."
Yi Xiaoxie was stunned and asked in surprise: "Where are you going?"
The old man said with enthusiasm: "The force is flying beyond the white clouds, and the shadow is reflected in the Yellow River. Let's go!"
After saying that, he started heading south.
Yi Xiaoxie was stunned for a moment. He was not as skilled as others, so he had no choice but to follow behind and move forward. The reluctance on his face made his steps become heavy.
Not far away, the old man suddenly turned his head and scolded him: "Hurry up, don't think of evil intentions, Tao Zhi Yao Yao."
Yi Xiaoxie looked helpless and replied with a smile on his face, "How dare you? How dare you?"
Fart, fart, fart, followed closely behind.
The old man said as he walked: "You have to follow closely. Your two companions are already far apart. If it is later, it will probably be too late."
Yi Xiaoxie asked in confusion: "What do you mean, hero? What do you mean it's too late? Could it be that they are in trouble?"
The old man replied impatiently: "Don't ask so many questions, let's go quickly."
His feet suddenly accelerated, and he flew forward like the wind and lightning.
Yi Xiaoxie didn't pay much attention to it and followed closely, making some small calculations in his mind. No matter what, he still wanted to get rid of this old man who was a hundred times more powerful than him as soon as possible.
But the old man would never stay too far away from him, as if he had already seen through his mind. Although he said no more, he was always on guard against his escape.
Yi Xiaoxie knew that he could not escape, so he simply stopped thinking about it and suddenly quickened his pace, almost surpassing the old man.
There was a hint of gratified smile on the old man's face.