"Animals are not allowed in Qiancheng Kingdom's wine shops. I understand this. Why are Qiancheng people not allowed in?" Gongshu Yan looked at Chen Zhengming, not understanding what he said.
Chen Zhengming lowered his head, while Bao Huailuo and Zhang Shifeng turned their heads and looked away.
Gongshu Yan's words pierced their hearts like nails.
This is the pain of thousands of people, the pain that cannot be described.
Xu Zhiqiong said with a smile: "I will take you to the wine shop, straighten your waist and tell them loudly that you are Qiancheng people!"
Bao Huailuo, Zhang Shifeng and Chen Zhengming all came from the Shenji Si Yamen, and they had official status. Xu Zhiqiong believed that they had the courage.
He strode to the door of the wine shop. The waiter's eyes widened and he stepped forward and pushed Xu Zhiqiong: "Are you blind or deaf? Do you know where this place is? Do you know who you are?" "
This guy's face is full of superiority, and I don't know where this superiority comes from.
Xu Zhiqiong asked: "Aren't you from Qiancheng?"
"What are you asking me for?" the waiter said angrily, "I'm asking you, do you know who you are?"
Xu Zhiqiong said with a smile: "I am Xuanren."
"You are Xuan, you, you are, Xuan..." The guy's tongue was instantly tied.
Xu Zhiqiong smiled and said, "Do you know why you were beaten?"
The waiter looked frightened and said: "Guest, guest, my fault, I really didn't know..."
Before he finished speaking, Xu Zhiqiong slapped the waiter on the face and pushed him from outside the door to the inside.
The waiter fell heavily into the lobby of the restaurant, startling the steward behind him.
"Who is this? You are so bold that you dare to run wild here! This is a place where only foreign gentlemen can come. If you dare to break in, you are really tired of living, aren't you?"
Lu Yang, the manager of the wine shop, called a dozen waiters and surrounded Xu Zhiqiong at the door. He really couldn't tell that Xu Zhiqiong was a foreigner. Most of the foreigners who came to Heilu City were Tunu, and some were from Tunu. Several small countries in the East all have yellow hair and white skin.
The waiter who fell on the ground said tremblingly: "He, he is Xuanren."
"What's going on with Mr. Xuan? Xuan, Xuan, Mr. Xuan Guo," the steward's expression softened instantly, and he smacked his lips, "You, please come in."
"Invite me in now?" Xu Zhiqiong was quite surprised.
The other party didn't look at the voucher, and he didn't ask about the origin. I told him that I was a propaganda person, and he believed it?
Then any Qiancheng people who come here, as long as they have a louder voice and a more ruthless hand, will they all become Xuanren?
Soon, Xu Zhiqiong understood the reason.
He entered the wine shop and called everyone in.
Lu Yang looked at Bao Huailuo and others, and asked carefully: "They are too..."
He wanted to ask if these people were all Xuan people.
Xu Zhiqiong looked back at Chen Zhengming. Chen Zhengming pursed his lips and said with great force, "We came together."
Gongshu Yan glanced at Chen Zhengming, his eyes filled with contempt.
Bao Huailuo and Zhang Shifeng lowered their heads and whispered, "Yes, we came together."
Xu Zhiqiong was extremely disappointed.
These three people have all had official status, and their official ranks are not low. In this wine shop, they dare not admit that they are Qiancheng people.
There is really no need to verify. Qiancheng people can't stand up straight in this wine shop. They don't have the courage to pretend to be Xuan people.
Another waiter came and greeted politely: "Gentlemen, please come here."
The waiter was cleaning the table for Xu Zhiqiong. Xu Zhiqiong walked to a table by the window and said, "I want to sit here."
The waiter was stunned, with a confused look on his face: "Sir, that table is occupied."
The table was indeed occupied, and a strong Tunu man and two Tunu women were chatting and laughing loudly, and his tongue-rolling Tunu dialect could be heard throughout the restaurant.
The strong man had just pushed Xu Zhiqiong in front of the door, and Xu Zhiqiong remembered him.
His name is Gilailov, and he is a frequent customer of this wine shop.
Gilailov took a sip of wine and said to a Tunu woman: "You don't know how mean Qiancheng people are. I drank some wine yesterday and felt unhappy. I wanted to find someone to beat me up.
Walking on the street, I saw an official, so I grabbed him and beat him to death. The official did not dare to fight back and kept begging me for mercy. I spared his life. The next day, the officials from their yamen
coming."
The Tunu woman glared: "The officials are here, do they still dare to arrest you?"
Gilailov laughed loudly and said: "I really thought he was coming to arrest me, and I wanted to beat him up, but I didn't expect that he came to apologize to me.
He asked the official to kowtow to me, apologize to me, give me money, and even asked if my hand was injured!"
The two women laughed loudly, and Xu Zhiqiong also laughed. While laughing, he also touched Ji Lailov's hair: "I want to sit here with you."
Gilailov was startled and looked up at Xu Zhiqiong.
The two Tunu women were also stunned. They thought Xu Zhiqiong was a Qiancheng man.
Qiancheng people dare to touch Tunu people's heads?
The three Tunu were outraged intolerably.
"Who let this bastard in? Where is your shopkeeper?" the Tunu woman shouted sharply.
"Do you really want to die that much?" Gilailov became furious and stood up to pull Xu Zhiqiong's clothes.
Xu Zhiqiong didn't even let him stand up, grabbed his hair and banged him on the table.
Gilailov was a strong man with a big head. The collision was so loud that he broke his nose and lost his front teeth. He shouted at the two Tunu women at the top of his lungs: "Go find their shopkeeper."
, I killed this Qian Chengza..."
Xu Zhiqiong grabbed Tunu's head and slammed it against the table again.
The table shattered, and pieces of wood as large as the size of the piece of wood stuck into Gilailov's face.
Gilailov burst into tears and cried: "Catch him, arrest him, chop them all into pieces, and burn them to death with fire. Tell my father to tell him to report to the official..."
Xu Zhiqiong changed tables and bumped into each other again. Ji Lailov stopped talking.
His face was bleeding everywhere, and he didn't know whether he was dead or alive.
The two Tunu women screamed, and there were many Tunu people in the wine shop who were all shocked when they saw this scene.
A Tunu named Katiuliv came up. He recognized Gilailov.
Xu Zhiqiong saw that Katiulif's steps were strong and he should be a practitioner of the Bear Shinto.
Katiulif said with a cold expression: "Despicable Qiancheng people, you have hurt my tribe of Datunu, you should pay with your life!"
Before he finished speaking, Katiuriev raised a table and used both hands to tear the table into pieces of wood.
The seventh level skill of Xiong Shen Dao, the power to promote withering.
This is a characteristic of Xiong Shinto cultivators. Before fighting, they like to show off their own strength.
He picked up another table and punched it into pieces.
The eighth level skill of Xiong Shen Dao, copper skin and iron bones.
He picked up another table.
Xu Zhiqiong stepped forward and punched Katiuriv in the nose.
"Why the hell do you have to hit the table when we fight?"
Katiuriv felt dizzy and threw the table towards Xu Zhiqiong.
Xu Zhiqiong dodged the table, raised his foot and kicked Katiuriv in the face, then punched him again, sending Katiuriev to sleep.
Katiuriv rolled his eyes, fell to the ground, and slept as peacefully as a baby.
A Tunu woman hugged Katiulif and cried: "Despicable Qiancheng people cannot enter the wine shop. This is the law of your Qiancheng country. Why do you beat people?"
A group of Tunu shouted:
"Despicable Qiancheng people cannot enter the wine shop!"
"You have broken the law and will be severely punished!"
"Catch them, send them to the government, and let their prefect kowtow to us to apologize!"
Xu Zhiqiong looked at Chen Zhengming.
Chen Zhengming turned his face away and did not dare to say anything.
Xu Zhiqiong looked at the Tunu woman and said, "I am Xuanren. Xuanren doesn't like Tunu, especially living Tunu."
Propaganda person?
The woman stopped crying.
All the Tunu fell silent.
Although it was a borderland, they had heard some news.
The Xuan people killed Tunu's envoy and the entire envoy group.
Xuanren is the devil of the Tunu people.
Xu Zhiqiong called the waiter and said, "Clean this table for me. I want to drink here."
After saying that, he pulled up a chair, stepped on Gilailov with one foot and Katiuliv with the other, and called everyone to come and sit down.
Chen Zhengming didn't dare to come, and neither did Bao Huailuo and Zhang Shifeng.
This wine shop seems to have some kind of magic spell, which can suppress thousands of people and never lift their heads.
Gongshu Banquet sat down generously and called the waiter to order wine and food.
The guy was so frightened that he didn't dare to move.
A Tunu woman cried loudly: "We big Tunu are not afraid of the Xuan people, we will fight with them."
He cried for a long time, but no one paid attention to him.
Gongshu Yan frowned, stepped forward, grabbed her, and threw her outside the wine shop: "If you want to beat her, then beat her. If you don't want to, then get out of here and make a lot of noise."
When things got louder and louder, the steward Lu Yang asked the waiter to greet Xu Zhiqiong and others first, and he ran to the house on the corner of the street alone.
Xu Zhiqiong looked at Lu Yang's figure and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.
Go ahead and tell your master that something big has happened here.