Chapter 85 085: Where is your treasure (Part 1) [Please ask for monthly tickets]


    "Have you found those two young faces?"


    "Boss, there isn''t here."


    “Not here either.”


    "There is no one here in Dongfang..."


    As the news of my younger brother came back one by one, the strong man in the lead became more and more gray. In the end, he could only beat the earth wall with anger to vent his anger that had nowhere to vent his heart. He spitted thick yellow saliva into the base of the wall and said viciously: "Retreat, catch it next time!"


    The younger brother also flattered and said, "That''s right, Xiaocheng is our brother''s territory, they will definitely not be able to escape!"


    The strong man in the lead looked a little slower, and he said, "Brothers, I have worked hard for this trip. Let''s invite everyone to have a drink today."


    The other gangsters were happy when they heard the good news.


    The business of the merchant is in a downturn, and these gangsters who rely on exploiting vendors to make a living are not very easy. They can''t even collect the "distribution tax". In the past, I could have some wine and drink with two taels of wine, but now I have a bird that fades out of my mouth. How can someone not be happy if he treats a guest?


    Speaking of wine, a clever one brought two familiar round-bellied wine jars, which were exactly the wine that Shen Tang was lifted off the stall not long ago.


    The strong man in the lead: "Didn''t it be smashed?"


    The younger brother said cleverly: "No, I hugged two jars while the chaos."


    Even the inferior rice wine sold along the street is not something you can drink if you want to drink, it would be a pity to lose it all. He wanted to take advantage of it, so he secretly hugged two jars in front of the stall. It is naturally to please the boss and try to show off more and leave a deep impression.


    If there are any benefits and good life in the future, it may be his turn. It is not a dream to become the second son under the head.


    This group of gangsters often go to the restaurants wherever they go, and vendors avoid the road, fearing that they are targeting them to "pay taxes".


    The shopkeeper saw them from afar.


    The curse in his heart was unlucky. These gangsters who drank bully wine seven times out of ten times came again. However, their business was protected by them, so they had to serve with a joyful and flattering smile. He pinched his throat and said, "What wind has blown the uncle?"


    The strong man sat down and waved his hand: "No need to talk nonsense, serve our brothers good wine and food, I will pay for it today."


    The shopkeeper''s eyes lit up when he heard this.


    As these gangsters come to drink more often, he also figured out the rules - other gangsters like to pay on credit, and they dragged them into bad debts on credit, and they don''t pay much, but their boss comes over and says "consuming a treat", and they will definitely pay. When paying, I like to slap the table one by one, shout "pay the bill" with a loud voice, ensuring that everyone in the entire restaurant can hear it.


    The shopkeeper said, "Okay, let''s have a drink now."


    It is actually a rice wine with a very low degree and a little sour. The liquid is turbid, and it is slightly astringent in the mouth at first, with a little sweet and sour taste, but the finish is slightly bitter. People with better conditions will not like to drink this kind of wine.


    The strong man took a sip and felt bland.


    At this time, I remembered the wine they threw up.


    The wine was rich and domineering, and he was a little drunk just by smelling it. So he patted one of the jars of red cloth wine stuffing and took a sip.


    “Good wine!”


    Bang—


    Almost as he slapped the table and praised it, a familiar face flew backwards and fell into the restaurant, rolled on the ground several times, and then stopped after hitting the corner of the table. The gangsters were so shocked that they looked at the door. I saw a slender boy standing at the door, and another boy in black was accompanying him. The former was holding a sword in his right hand and lifting his hem with his left hand slightly, and was about to withdraw his kicking foot.


    Obviously, the boy holding the sword was the one who kicked the person.


    Seeing this, a gangster stood up suddenly and pointed at Shen Tang and said, "This man is so beautiful! Boss, they are right!"


    “Puchi—”


    Zhai Le, who was accompanying him, almost didn''t laugh out loud.


    "Okay, you dare to come and seek death!"


    The strong man grabbed a pottery bowl with his right hand and smashed it on the table, picked up the fragments and stood up. The other gangsters followed suit, and the atmosphere in the wine shop became tense in an instant. Normal customers have three or two kittens, but they all know the situation and hide in the corner, for fear of being affected.


    Seeing this, the shopkeeper of the wine shop hurried out to smooth things over.


    You have to go out and fight when fighting, don’t fight in his tavern!


    But before he could speak, he smashed a sufficient amount of silver ingot in front of him, which was actually lost by the boy in black. Zhai Le said, "Go down, if you are injured by accident, don''t blame me for not reminding you." "Yes, yes, the young man will leave now!"


    The shopkeeper was also a clever person and ran out of the restaurant with silver ingots in his arms.


    How much does the tables, chairs and wine in the restaurant cost? Even if it is completely smashed, the silver ingot with a big fist will be enough to lose. The most important thing is that those who lose money by just having a disagreement are definitely from a rich family and cannot be messed with. Stop when you see it is good and don’t ruin others’ interest.


    The strong man in the lead spat disdainfully.


    "You two?"


    Zhai Le said: "To be precise, it''s Brother Shen."


    "Yes, I''ll just be enough to send you back to life." Shen Tang pointed at them with a sword and said indifferently, "Are you lined up one by one, or are you going to die together?"


    The gangsters thought they were listening to some funny jokes.


    One beats them and a group?


    Still want to send them to reincarnate as human beings?


    The leader laughed furiously: "At a young age, I also learn to be a rogue! OK! Since I want to die, I will help you! Go and beat them all to death! If you can''t beat them to death, I want you to die!"


    Zhai Le, who was watching the show with his hands wrapped around his chest and said, "???"


    He dodged away from the gangsters who rushed towards him and shouted: "Why? Brother Shen wants to pick you one by one, why are you hitting me?"


    Before he finished complaining, Shen Tang''s long sword in his hand almost wiped the wooden pillar beside him, scaring him so much that he leaned back and flipped over. The gangster who chased and beat Zhai Le almost stopped the car, and the sword was only half a finger away from his neck.


    Shen Tang glanced at his fingers expressionlessly.


    The long sword returned to her palm obediently, and just crossed the wooden table, wooden bench and stick that was smashing towards her. The gangster adapted to local conditions and brought the wine jar from behind the counter as a weapon and smashed it at Shen Tang. Zhai Le shouted: "You have no martial ethics!"


    After saying that, he picked up a wine jar and smashed it out.


    Bang.


    Two wine jars collided in the air, shattered in response to the sound, and the turbid wine splashed all over the floor. Zhai Le picked up the largest pottery slice and smashed it out.


    Relying on brute force, kicking and fisting.


    The fighting method is as unruly as these gangsters.


    Shen Tang: “…”


    While fighting, he also "guided" Shen Tang: "Brother Shen, you are wrong in holding the sword in this way. To deal with such a gangster, you should punch the flesh, press the flesh against the flesh, and punch the fist, that is a real man and a real man."


    As he said that, he suddenly lowered his body, which caught the two gangsters in front and behind who were ready to attack him off guard and beat him.


    He rolled to one side with his long legs swept across.


    Jumped onto one of them and his huge fist was stuffed.


    Shen Tang: “…”


    She put away her sword.


    One fist is stuffed into a person''s nose.


    The winery made a crackling sound.


    The movement and stillness stirred half of the street.


    The wine jar broke one after another, and the shopkeeper sometimes frowned in pain, sometimes covering his heart and wailing - the cruel reality is so cold, only the big ingot in his arms can give him some warmth.


    Not only the neighbors passing by could not help but pause their feet and stretched their necks to watch the fun. Even the remaining half of the street and the people next door ran over to watch the fun.


    With the demolition movement, the gangsters were kicked out one by one, and the people applauded and applauded. The brave ones kept getting closer, hoping to get a close look at the true face of the righteous man.


    (This chapter ends)