I promise

Chapter 639
At noon, a round of scorching sun hangs high in the center of the sky like a ball of fire.

The incandescent light splashed down, like rotten silver, so dazzling that people could not open their eyes.Even the poplar tree beside the road, which is always upright, curled up its leaves listlessly.

The terrain in this area is flat and barren, and it can be seen dozens of miles away at a glance.There is neither village nor shop.

Fortunately, there was an open space next to the road. Someone shoveled out the weeds and built a shade shed.There are two large barrels in front of the shed, holding herbal tea.There was a stove next to it, and a large teapot, smoky and black, was placed on it, making tea gurglingly.

It is a teahouse.

Escort leader Ding Yi turned his head and shouted for everyone to stop their cars and horses by the side of the road.

Right now, there are many disasters in the south. After the floods and plagues, many people moved north.On the road from Changzhou to Luoyang alone, apart from the convoy of the Yixing Escort Bureau, there are no less than four or five escort vehicles.

Those who couldn't afford to hire a bodyguard set off on their own with their servants and servants.Those with thinner family backgrounds drove a cart pulled by oxen, or carried their belongings on their shoulders, and moved north with the whole family.

The road is bustling, and the business of the tea stalls is good.

There were no decent tables and chairs either, and two long bamboo cages were placed under the shed, covered with straw mats, and used as tables.

There are futons on both sides of the table, and people are sitting crowded.

Seeing so many strong men with weapons rushing in together, the teahouse, which was originally noisy with people, fell silent for a moment, most of them showed fear on their faces.

Then someone got up and moved tight to make room.

Yaoxin was on duty all night yesterday, and when he was woken up and yawned and swayed over slowly, there was nowhere to find an empty seat in the shed.

He didn't care, he just stood in front of the tea bucket, picked up a bowl full of tea and poured it down.

After drinking two large bowls, he quenched his thirst a bit, added another bowl by himself, drank half and kept the other half, squatting in front of the tea shed, squinting at the sparrows pecking grass seeds by the side of the road.

"Snapped--"

The burning pain from his back made Yaoxin turn around angrily.

Swordsman Song Jinjiu looked down at Yaoxin with a provocative face, and the cigarette rod in his hand dropped before he could lift it up.

"Boy—" Song Jinjiu said leisurely.

"Damn you!" Yaoxin threw the pottery bowl to the ground, jumped up and rushed over.

Song Jinjiu's reaction was also quick, he took a wrong step and backed away, the cigarette stick turned into a thorn, stabbing Yaoxin's elbow tendon.

Yaoxin cried out in pain, and the hand that was pressing the hilt to draw the sword involuntarily let go.

Song Jinjiu's sword pierced out, straight to the heart.

Yaoxin turned around and gave a spin kick, lunged backwards, and pushed Song Jinjiu's ribs with his left elbow.

Song Jinjiu was quite surprised by Yaoxin's move.

Of course, this is just a bit of surprise and unexpectedness shown by an old Jianghu in the face of an opponent who he underestimated suddenly appeared with one or two moves.

Wanting to use this kind of moves and the speed of the moves to deal with him... Song Jinjiu smiled contemptuously, took Yaoxin's arm, and sent it to the right.

Immediately, he made a wrong step, turned around, dodged from Yaoxin's feet lightly, and stabbed out with the second sword.

Yaoxin hastily drew his sword with his left hand, and after three or five moves, he asked Song Jinjiu to put a long sword on his neck.

"Boy, there are two hits." Song Jinjiu laughed, his tone full of mockery.

The other three swordsmen behind him laughed loudly.

A swordsman named Zhou Youjun walked up behind Yaoxin, raised his foot, and kicked Yaoxin hard on the knee.

This kick was really strong, Yaoxin bent his leg, although he reacted quickly, he immediately tensed up and did not kneel down.The body did not stand still and fell to the ground.

The two people behind Song Jinjiu laughed even more wantonly.

All the guests in the teahouse were drinking tea and didn't dare to meddle in the business here.

Zhou Youjun became more and more proud, and he kicked Yaoxin on the back who was about to get up, "Well, you thief, I will let you go!"

Yaoxin staggered, unable to bear it any longer.Just when he was about to violently hurt someone, Qian Yu gave him a wink, and he threw all his strength and fell to the ground again.While cursing these bastard grandsons in his heart, he also greeted Qian Yu by the way.

This man named Song Jinjiu is a well-known local swordsman in Changzhou. It is said that he has been ranked among the top [-] swordsmen for three consecutive years.

Zhou Youjun and the others were Song Jinjiu's dogs, who had been forced to take him into the Escort, and half of the wages they got from Yixing Escort went to Song Jinjiu.

Together with Qian Yu, Yao Jia, Yao Bing, and Yao Xin, these four people were hired by Yixing Escort Bureau as bodyguards.

The four of Qian Yu had heavy responsibilities on their shoulders, they acted in a low-key manner all the way, not showing off the mountains or revealing the water.

Song Jinjiu looked down on them a little bit, and felt that he was a master on the list of famous swordsmen. These four people had no skills, but they were only paid the same salary by him, and felt a little resentful.Seizing the opportunity, he ridiculed overtly and secretly.

Qian Yu, Yao Jia and Yao Bing have a stable temperament, so it's okay to pass the ear.

Yao Xin has a straightforward temper, and he can't listen to Song Jinjiu's eccentric words, and the two have verbal conflicts not once or twice.

Song Jinjiu made the first move today, he had a chance to kill this guy's arrogance and vent his anger.But Qian Yu had an order to leave five points for the shot... How fucking aggrieved!
Seeing Yaoxin clenched his hands into fists, Song Jinjiu and his gang got more and more excited, they stepped forward to push and shoved Yaoxin, but they were stopped by a loud shout: "What are you doing!"

Ding Yi walked over with a black face.Behind him were three or four old guards.

This Ding Yi is the sworn brother of the owner of the Yixing Escort Bureau. He has been in the dart industry for more than 30 years.

Even if Song Jinjiu relied on his martial arts skills, he was a stranger after all, so he would always sell him a little bit.Immediately, he waved his hand to stop Zhou Youjun's actions, and said:
"Boss Ding, this kid is a thief, stealing things while the big guy is asleep."

"Red mouth and white teeth, Daxia Song can't talk nonsense." Ding Yi said coldly, "You say he stole, but there is evidence."

"Boss Ding looks down on me, Song, and wants to favor this thief?"

Song Jinjiu said angrily, "In my car, there is a large package of red tobacco leaves. I smoked a bag before going to bed yesterday, but I found it lost when I got up this morning. This kid was on duty alone yesterday, so he didn't steal it. If you don’t become a tobacco leaf, you will run on your own long legs?”

"Fart your mother!" Yao Xin roared, getting up to rush forward, but Ding Yi raised his hand to block him back.

Qian Yu watched calmly, but he hated iron for nothing. He really regretted bringing Yao Xin, a fool, here.

Fortunately, there are people who understand.

"Since you found out that you lost it early in the morning, why did you say it now?" Ding Yi asked.

"I can say it whenever I want, and he stole it!"

Song Jinjiu couldn't justify himself, so he simply played tricks, "My nephew specially brought it back from Tongxiang to honor me. It's the best red tobacco leaves!"

He raised his chin, looked at Yao Xin provocatively and said, "You don't admit that you stole it, dare you let me search it?"

(End of this chapter)