Martial arts: In the desert, learn from the Seven Monsters

Chapter 314 Changshan School and Iron Knife Gate

The big man sat down reeking of alcohol, staring straight at Ling Xiaowan and the two of them, with a foolish haha ​​at the corner of his mouth, then he smiled and stretched out his hand to grab that side.

However, those hands grabbed it, but they grabbed it on a chopstick cage.

The big man was taken aback for a moment, and when he looked up, he saw Guo Jing looking at him with a smile on his face.

"What, is something wrong?"

Guo Jing looked at this person indifferently and said.

The big man saw Guo Jing, glanced at Guo Jing with his eyes, then shook his head and laughed.

"You, you brat, don't stop me. I belong to the Changshan sect. I bet you two beauties that I want to come and have a drink with you."

As the big man said, the person behind him who was wearing the same clothes as the big man couldn't help booing again.

Many of them looked at the second daughter Ling Xiaowan unscrupulously.

Seeing the change of expression on his face, the shop waiter who was delivering the dishes hurried over.

"This honored guest of the Changshan Sect, are you a little drunk? Our store has specially prepared small dishes and hot water for you. I will help you pass and serve you later."

The waiter in the shop knew what happened after a glance, and quickly waved to Guo Jing and the others, signaling them to leave here, and then helped the big man with a smile on his face, trying to help him over.

Seeing this, Guo Jing glanced at Ling Xiao Wanlanjian beside him, but saw that Lanjian's palm was resting on the table. There was still a faint handprint on the table, but there was no trace on the rest of the table.

It should be noted that this table is made of wood, and it is not difficult to shatter this table with the strength of martial arts experts, but it is not easy to make light handprints appear on the table while there are no cracks in other places.

Just when the waiter told Guo Jing and the others to leave, he went to deal with the big man himself so as not to cause trouble.

But he saw a thin man who was also wearing the same clothes as the big man came back from the door, opened his mouth pretending to be surprised and said,
"Ah, everyone, I was outside the door just now. I don't know whose carriage it is. It seems that the frame of the carriage has broken for some reason. I can't get away."

As he said that, the thin and small man of the Changshan sect looked at Ling Xiaowan with vague eyes, and he said something bad, but the corner of his mouth showed an expression of watching a show.

"I think it's probably our carriage." Guo Jing said calmly after hearing the words.

Xiao Er, who was trying to persuade the big man, was suddenly taken aback when he heard the words, and turned to look at Guo Jing.

At the same time, the big man also pushed the little boy violently, stood up and said angrily,

"I came to drink, what are you talking about, I annoyed me, I smashed your head with a fist."

The strength of the big man is beyond the reach of an ordinary waiter. The waiter in the shop was pushed by him, and he lost his balance, and fell to the ground with a plop, with half of his body heavily loaded on the door panel, speechless.

After saying that, the big man came to Guo Jing's side with a smile again, and sat down.

"You little book boy looks very clever, all right, give me your seat, the uncle wants to talk to these two little ladies."

The big man was talking to Guo Jing, and he was about to grab Guo Jing away. He seemed to be talking to Guo Jing, but his eyes didn't look at Guo Jing at all, and they all fell on Ling Xiaowan and Ling Xiaowan beside him.

Seeing this, the guests at the other table suddenly stood up.

A big bearded man with an iron knife on his back turned around and walked over.

The man patted the drunken man and said, "Your Excellency is from the Changshan sect, and I am from the Tie Dao sect."

"Iron Knife Gate?" The drunken man of the Changshan Sect was taken aback when he heard the sound, and turned his head to look at the man from the Tie Knife Gate.

"Your Tie Dao Sect is just a third-rate sect. Why, we have to take care of the affairs of Changshan Sect?"

The skinny man from Changshan Zong who went out to destroy the carriage walked up to the big bearded man from the Iron Sword Gate and said coldly.

Hearing the name of the Tiedaomen, the thin man of Changshanzong glanced at the big knife carried behind the Tiedaomen, smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth, and showed a bit of disdain on his face.

Obviously, this Iron Sword Sect is far inferior to their Changshan Sect.

And the bearded man of the Iron Sword Sect froze slightly when he heard that.

"I just want to tell everyone that we are all subordinates of the Vulture Palace. If the Vulture Palace knew about this, I'm afraid they won't have a good impression of your sect. I just don't want to accept you from the Tie Dao Sect." It's just getting involved."

"This,,,"

After the bearded man of the Iron Sword Sect finished speaking, the members of the Changshan sect who were present couldn't help showing a bit of hesitation on their faces.

However, no matter what they thought, those people from the Tiesaomen had all eaten and packed all the food in their hands at this time, packed up their things in an instant, and walked out of the inn slowly.

In the inn, there were less than half of the people at once.

Seeing this, the drunk man exchanged glances with the skinny man, and then burst out laughing.

The drunk man said, "What is the Iron Knife Gate? It's just a bunch of stinky rats. It's ridiculous to be so timid even molesting a little lady. No wonder it's a third-rate sect. How can the Vulture Palace deal with such a trivial matter?" It’s really unfounded to worry about coming here specially to liquidate.”

The rest of the Changshan sect couldn't help laughing together when they heard the words.

Seeing this, the shopkeeper and Xiao Er didn't dare to talk too much, and quickly hid in a place aside.

The drunk man couldn't wait any longer, he grabbed Guo Jing's sleeve and said, "You book boy, you are still here, be careful, I will punch you to death."

"Oh? I'm afraid I can't do it with your martial arts."

Guo Jing smiled faintly, and his figure swayed back out of thin air, the palm of the drunken man immediately grabbed the air, and grabbed the air.

The drunken man was taken aback when he saw this, he just thought that he was too drunk and his eyes were not clear, then he grabbed the palm of his hand and grabbed Guo Jing's face in front again.

However, Guo Jing stood up with a huff, and lifted the upper side of the bench under the seat with his feet up from below.The drunken man was sitting on the same stool as Guo Jing. After Guo Jing stood up, the big man was a little unstable.

With the help of Guo Jing's foot, the stool immediately tilted up like a seesaw, and the drunk man accidentally fell to the ground with an eh, rolling twice.

"Bold!"

The thin and small man of Changshan sect rushed forward and yelled angrily at Guo Jing.

"Good boy!"

The big man who fell on the ground suddenly woke up from alcohol, turned over and got up from the ground, looking at the instigator Guo Jing with a flushed face, the expression on his face was ugly at first, he didn't expect to lose such an adult.

(End of this chapter)