The hardest emperor in history

Chapter 131

In Blackwater Town, in the Silver Dollar Inn.

Standing on the second floor, Shangguan Wan'er and Jun Wu each have their own thoughts.

But the killing star who came with Jun Wu has been surrounded by angry gangsters.

Just because Sha Xing said before, everyone must leave the inn within a moment, otherwise he will do it.

These words were heard by everyone, but not many people were afraid.

On the contrary, many people think that this honest-looking old man is interesting.

Instead of retreating, they stepped forward and surrounded him.

A middle-aged man dressed as a scholar in a robe smiled and said to Sha Xing: "You are not going to farm, but you are here to play tricks.

If you really want to do it, don't offend other heroes.

Just teach me, the weakest scholar, a lesson first.

In this way, at least one game can be won, and it will not be too ugly. "

Although this man looks like a scribe, his clothes are dirty and dirty.

The originally fairly upright face was ruined by the two mustaches, which looked rather funny.

After the sloppy scribe said it, everyone burst into laughter.

An old voice said: "When did the blood-ink scholar become so humble.

Don't you want to act preemptively and swallow this group of fat sheep alone? "

These words made the whole inn quiet for a moment.

It turned out that the person who spoke was a thin old man.

But the old man's eyes stared straight ahead without focus, like a blind man.

And everyone was suddenly reminded by the blind old man.

Involuntarily, many people who didn't have such thoughts in the first place carefully looked at the clothes of Junwu and his party.

This Heishui Town is a land of dead people, and everything needs money.

But this group of fat sheep seems to be reincarnated with money.

Not to mention the clothes on the young master's body, just pull out all the jade from the coffin, and he will be able to live happily in Heishui Town for a long time.

Involuntarily, everyone's eyes became greedy.

But the dirty blood-ink scholar from before said: "Blind Saint, you have always been honest for me.

If Blind Saint, you are also thinking about it, how about Xiao Ke giving up this fat sheep to Blind Saint? "

After hearing this, everyone's greedy eyes narrowed.

If this team is what the Blind Saint wants, they'd better just sit on the sidelines.

The blind old man laughed and said, "The bones are too old to move. How can I expect to swallow all these fat sheep?"

A word from the Blind Saint immediately reassured everyone.

Apparently Blind Saint allows everyone a share of the action.

And a sharp female voice said at this time: "If you want me to say that these fat sheep are really many.

There is no need for Blind Saint and Blood Ink Scholar to take action.Let the man in my family teach them a lesson first.

At that time, there will be some profits, [-]% will be accepted by the Blind Saint, and [-]% will be collected by the Blood Ink Scholar.

The man in my family and I will only take [-]%, and the rest will be used to buy wine for the brothers.how? "

The one who spoke was a woman with gorgeous makeup, in her 20s, with fair skin and a bit of beauty.

And there was a big man standing beside him, although he was smiling honestly.

But his whole body is muscular and strong, and his arms are as thick as pillars.

Obviously this big man is a master outsider.

His woman spoke like this because she wanted to sell him well in front of the two masters.

At the same time, it can also take advantage of as much as possible.

But the Blind Saint knows that he wants to take it easy, but he wants to be troubled after he is leveled.

Hearing what the woman said, he laughed and said, "Then there will be Lao Han."

After hearing what the Blind Saint had said, everyone agreed together.

Although the blood-ink scholar didn't answer, he smiled and shook a tattered feather fan.

The burly man named Han Hai'er smiled foolishly again, and said: "I also invite all the heroes to help me out."

After finishing speaking, he swung his two burly arms and walked towards Killing Star.

Han Hai'er is almost nine feet tall, very tall.

But Sha Xing is a short old man.

It's kind of funny for the two of them to stand together.

Han Hai'er lowered his head and said to Sha Xing: "Old man, let's practice first."

Sha Xing said: "Okay. The moment has passed. Since none of you went out.

Then it can only be done by the old man. "

This remark caused the people in the inn to roar with laughter.

Wearing a sand hat and wearing a green shirt, Shangguan Wan'er stood tall and kept his arms folded to keep his mind off other people's business.

And the shopkeeper named Ah Fu saw that the lady was silent, so he also closed the account book and retreated to the back of the cabinet.

Everyone was waiting for a hearty fat beating.

At this time, Jun Wu suddenly said to Sha Xing, "Be careful."

This remark caused everyone to laugh again.

Han Hai'er smiled and said, "Uncle, your master wants you to be careful. If you admit defeat, we don't have to make you suffer."

Sha Xing ignored the tall and tall Han Haier, but said to Jun Wu respectfully, "Young master, do you want me not to hurt their lives?"

Jun Wu said lightly: "No, I want you not to see blood.

Don't leave too much smell where you want to live. "

Everyone was stunned after hearing this.

In the next moment, I only heard Sha Xing say: "Follow orders!"

Then Han Hai'er's huge body flew out backwards and landed outside.

He bumped into the body of the dead Brother Sheng.

The back was hit by three knife handles, and the pain penetrated into the bone marrow.

Shangguan smiled when he saw this, his eyes lit up.

He didn't expect this honest old man with a sad face to be so powerful.

It seems that this "New Nine Masters" really has some background.

Han Hai'er was suddenly thrown outside, and his blood was so painful that he couldn't get up for a while.

His woman also let out a scream and rushed out.

Sha Xing looked at the rest of the people and said, "Go by yourself or do you want me to come?"

Many people know that their martial arts are not as good as Han Hai'er.

Then he walked out quietly and wisely.

At this time, the blood-ink scholar sneered and said: "Since those who don't know what to do have already been invited away.

Then the previous decision is naturally not counted.

This group of fat sheep, I think those who can get it. "

After finishing speaking, he shouted loudly: "Get out of the way!"

The people in front of him quickly moved away.

Xue Mo Scholar is a master of internal force for 200 years.

In this inn, I am afraid that only the Blind Saint is not afraid of him.

As soon as he drank, everyone needed to dodge quickly, for fear of being accidentally injured by him.

I saw the blood-ink scholar holding a judge's pen and poking it at the killing star.

He has been immersed in the judge's pen for decades, and he has already reached perfection.

I saw the blood-ink scholar's graceful posture and unusually sharp brushwork.

Everyone burst into applause.

But the applause froze just after erupting.

It turned out that Sha Xing threw out that blood-ink scholar with one round of his arm.

This time, the killing star's internal force was used more skillfully.

The blood-ink scholar's head hit the ground, he groaned and stopped moving.

Apparently he was knocked unconscious.

The entire lobby instantly became silent.

Everyone was silently terrified, not knowing how powerful the killing star under that young master was.

Under this silence, suddenly a gray shadow left everyone behind and rushed in the direction of Jun Wu.

It turned out that the blind sage's hand was like an eagle's claw, and he shouted with a dry voice: "Catch the thief first and catch the king!"

(End of this chapter)