stand back, let me come

Chapter 85 085: Where are your treasures [seeking a monthly ticket]

"Have you found those two little white faces?"

"Boss, not here."

"Neither here."

"There's no such thing in Dongfang..."

As the news of the younger brother came back one by one, the head of the strong man became more and more blue, and in the end he could only vent his inner anger by beating the earth wall with resentment.He spat thick and thick scarlet-yellow spit at the base of the wall, and said viciously: "Withdraw, I'll catch you next time!"

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

The head of the strong man's face softened a little, and he said: "Brothers have worked hard for this trip. Let's invite everyone to drink today."

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

The business of the merchants is sluggish, and the gangsters who make a living by squeezing the merchants are not so good, and they can't collect a few "taxes".I used to be able to get some snacks and drink a couple of taels with wine, but now my mouth is fading out.How can you not be happy when someone treats you?

Speaking of wine, there was a clever person who brought two familiar round belly wine jars, which was the wine on the stall that Shen Tang was knocked off not long ago.

The headed strong man: "Didn't it all be smashed?"

The younger brother said smartly: "No, I hugged two altars while in chaos."

Even the inferior rice wine sold along the street is not something you can drink if you want to drink it.He wanted to take advantage of it, so he secretly hugged two jars before the booth was lifted.Taking it out now is naturally to please the boss, to show more face, and to leave a deep impression.

In the future, what are the benefits and what is good to live, maybe it will be his turn, and it is not a dream to become the second horse under the leader's account.

This group of gangsters go to the wine shop that they often go to, and the merchants avoid the way where they pass, for fear of being targeted by them to "pay tax".

The bartender saw them all the way.

Cursing bad luck in his heart, this group of thugs who drank Bawang wine seven times out of ten came again, but since their business relies on their protection, they have to greet them with a happy and flattering smile.He choked his throat and said, "What wind blows the uncle here?"

The strong man sat down and waved his hand: "Don't talk nonsense, serve our brothers good wine and good food, and today's lord will pay."

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

When these gangsters came to drink more often, he also figured out the pattern - other gangsters like to pay on credit, and the credit is dragged into bad debts. pay.When paying, he also likes to slap the table one by one on the table, shouting "pay the bill" in a loud voice, so that everyone in the restaurant can hear it.

The shopkeeper said: "Okay, let's serve wine."

Said to be "good wine", it is actually a very low degree of rice wine with a little sourness. The liquor is turbid, slightly astringent at the beginning, with a bit of sweet and sour taste, but slightly bitter afterward.People with better conditions will not like to drink this kind of wine.

The strong man took a sip and felt dull.

At this time, I remembered the wine they smashed.

The aroma of the wine is strong and domineering, and just smelling it makes him a little drunk, so he patted off the red cloth wine stopper in one of the jars and took a sip.

"Good wine!"

boom--

Almost at the same time as he slapped the table and praised, a familiar face flew backwards and fell into the wine shop, rolled on the ground a few times, and stopped when it hit the corner of the table.The gangsters looked at the door in shock when they heard the movement.I saw a slender young man standing at the door, accompanied by a black-clothed young man. The former was still dragging along with a sword in his right hand and slightly raising his hem in his left hand, and was about to retract his kick.

Obviously, the one who kicked the man was the boy with the sword.

Seeing this, a gangster stood up abruptly, pointed at Shen Tang and said, "This person is a good girl! Boss, they are right!"

"Puchi-"

Zhai Le, who was accompanying him, almost didn't burst out laughing.

"Okay, how dare you come to court death!"

The strong man grabbed a pottery bowl with his right hand and smashed it on the table, picked up the pieces and stood up.Normal customers have three or two kittens. Seeing this situation, they all hide in the corner, for fear that they will be affected.

Seeing this, the shopkeeper of the wine shop hurriedly came out to smooth things out.

Go out to fight, don't fight in his liquor store!
But before he opened his mouth, a sufficient amount of silver ingot was thrown head-on by the black-clothed youth.Zhai Le said: "Go down, if you are accidentally injured, don't blame the young master for not reminding you."

"Yes, yes, little one, let's go!"

The shopkeeper is also a clever person, and ran out of the wine shop with a silver ingot.

How much are the tables, chairs and drinks in the hotel?Even if it was completely smashed, the silver ingot with the size of a fist would be enough to lose.The most important thing is that this kind of person who loses money if they don't agree with each other is from a wealthy family and can't be messed with.Take it as soon as you see it, don't spoil other people's interest.

The strong man at the head spat in disdain.

"Just the two of you?"

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

"Yes, it's enough for me to send you all reincarnated as human beings." Shen Tang pointed at them with his sword, and said in a low voice, "Are you coming in line up one by one, or are you going to die together hand in hand?"

The gangsters thought they were listening to some funny joke.

One beat them a group?
Still want to send them to be reincarnated as human beings?

The leader laughed in anger: "You can also learn to be a ranger at a young age! Okay! Since you want to court death, I will fulfill you! Come on, kill them all! If you can't kill me, I want you to die!"

Zhai Le, who was watching the play with his arms around his chest on one side: "???"

Dodging to avoid the gangster who was rushing towards him, he shouted, "Why? Brother Shen wants to pick a group of you all by yourself. Why do you beat me?"

Before he could finish complaining, the long sword in Shen Tang's hand thumped, almost rubbing his nose into the wooden post beside him, so frightened that he jumped up and flipped over.And the gangster who was chasing Zhai Le almost didn't stop the car, and the sword edge was only half a finger away from his neck.

Shen Tang flexed his fingers expressionlessly.

The long sword obediently returned to her palm, just in time for the crossbar to split the wooden table, wooden bench and wooden sticks that were smashing on the face, and the scoundrel took measures according 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 virtue!"

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

Bang.

The two wine jars collided in the air and shattered in response. The turbid wine was spilled on the ground. Zhai Le picked up the largest pottery and smashed it out.

Relying on brute force, kicking and punching.

The fighting style is as unorganized as these thugs.

Shen Tang: "..."

While fighting, he "instructed" Shen Tang: "Brother Shen, the way you carry your sword and fight like this is wrong. To deal with this kind of gangster, you should punch the flesh, the flesh sticks to the flesh, and the fist hits the fist, that's the real man. ,real man."

As he said that, he suddenly shortened his body, which caught the two gangsters who were preparing to attack him off guard, and his own people beat their own people.

He rolled to one side and swept his long legs.

Jumping on one of them, the huge fist was stuffed down.

Shen Tang: "..."

She put away the sword.

A fist smothered one's nose.

There was a crackling sound from the bar.

The movement shocked half the street.

The wine jar shattered one after another, and the shopkeeper sometimes frowned in distress, sometimes crying while holding his heart—the cruel reality was so cold, only the big ingot in his arms could give him some warmth.

Not only the neighbors who passed by could not help but stomped their feet and stretched their necks to watch the excitement, but even the people in the remaining half of the street and the next street heard that these gangsters were being taught a lesson, and they also ran over to watch the lively scene.

With the demolition-like movement, the gangsters were kicked out one by one, and the people applauded.The daring one kept getting closer, hoping to see the true face of the Righteous Ranger up close.

(End of this chapter)