Chapter 208 Skinning

The pony finally knew who was the person sitting in the carriage.

Because the carriage is broken.

There is an extra head on Bai Choufei's waist, which is exactly three days.

The pony looked at it. Suddenly, the prepared horse, like seeing a tiger, did not even dare to run. Everyone could see that such momentum came from the carriage.

The people in the carriage did not show up, but changed the sedan chair, and then everyone began to walk. The pony did not see the group of people waiting to die in the yard. So although he was a little heavy, he was also a little happy.

Heaviness is because he is not the only one who can feel the momentum of the people in the sedan chair just now. I was happy because others finally listened to his advice.

Whether a suggestion is good or bad, as long as you say it, you naturally expect others to listen.

"It seems that you are not as bad as you said." Xiao Ma smiled and patted Zhou Zhu, who was walking with him.

Zhou Zhu also smiled and said, "I just think that they are not as important as happiness as you think."

It is a kind of ability to tell the truth, but it is even more a kind of ability to tell the truth like a flattery.

The pony is already laughing. Naturally, he won't take it seriously, but in this case, it sounds really better.

It's noon now.

It's sunny.

The sky is cool and cloudless.

Two small sedan chairs and three green donkeys come out of the city from the west gate. It's like a family going to the suburbs happily,

The old man walked in front of him with a golden knife, just like a big brother. The three little sisters wore black veil on their faces and rode green donkeys. Their parents sat in the sedan chair, and Zhang Deaf were like their attendants.

A small follower, an old follower, dressed more shabby than a sedan chair.

Lan Lan asked them why they didn't want to change their new clothes, and replied simply, "I'm not happy to change."

What he is not happy to do, even if you cut off his head, he will never do it.

Of course, it is inevitable for this group of people to attract attention when walking on the road, and they are also paying attention to others.

Everyone pays attention to it. Even Lan Lan wants to open the curtain from time to time and pay attention to the passers-by.

There is nothing worth paying special attention to on the road, because it hasn't arrived at Langshan yet.

This is the Dragon Gate.

Longmen is a small town, and it is also the only way to Langshan.

People with a clear mind and sound mind will never think of going to Wolf Mountain, and even when they have nightmares, they will never dream of Wolf Mountain.

So people who pass by this town are not crazy, but also a little bad. They are not poor gods, but also evil spirits.

So of course, this town is desolate and dilapidate. The people who stay in the town do not want to leave, but can't.

People who can't leave are either too poor or too old.

An old woman who has lost her teeth has opened a small restaurant that is so broken that the bottom of the pot is almost pierced. There are all kinds of dish names and wine names written on the wall, sweet and sour spareribs, Song sister-in-law fish, aged Shaoxing bamboo leaf green, everything.

In fact, you don't have anything. Except for those who are almost sick, no one will come here to eat.

Strangely, there are seven or eight guests here today. It seems that they are not poor, but also very elegant.

Seven or eight people seem to have an appointment. At noon, they came from all directions, but they were in a hurry, but they didn't recognize each other.

Seven or eight people sat in a crooked shabby house, on a few crooked shaken stools. You stared at me, and I stared at you, wearing swords and hostile eyes.

Each of seven or eight people asked for a bowl of shredded pork noodles and half a catty of yellow rice wine, because there is nothing else in this place except these two.

The noodles had been on the table for a long time, and the wine had been here for a long time, but no one raised their glasses, let alone moved their chopsticks.

Because the noodle soup is dirtier than washing the pot, the wine is more sour than vinegar, and the old woman has disappeared for a long time, and she has been paid for a long time.

The old woman is not stupid.

She has long seen that these people are by no means here to drink and eat noodles.

Why did these people come here?

She can't guess, and she doesn't want to care. Although she is poor and old, she still wants to live a few more days.

After noon, seven or eight people showed anxiety on their faces, but they still sat motionlessly.

Suddenly, the horse chirled so loudly that seven or eight people stretched their necks and looked out.

A fast horse came in a hurry. He had wide shoulders, thin waist, big hands and long feet. He was wearing a sapphire blue tights, and one bulged on his waist. I don't know what kind of soft weapon was hidden under his clothes.

Seeing this person, just a glance, everyone turned their heads. They are obviously waiting for someone, but they are not waiting for this person.

As soon as the man patted the horse's head, the horse stopped.

As soon as the horse stopped, the man had arrived at the old woman's shabby restaurant, and no one saw how he disoed.

His legs are not only long, but also special. He not only has long legs and a long face, but also has two triangular eyes on his long face, and his triangular eyes are shining. Judging from the faces of these people one by one, he suddenly said, "I know who you are and what you are."

No one answered, and no one looked back at him again, as if he was afraid that if he looked at him again, his eyes would fall off.

Long-legged sneered: "Of course you also know who I am and what I'm here for."

He suddenly raised his leg and kicked. Although his legs are long, no matter how long they are, they will not be five feet long.

Although this room is short, the lowest room is at least two or three feet high.

Who knew that he casually raised his leg and kicked it, and he kicked a big hole in the roof.

Everyone's faces changed, but they still didn't move.

The dust and rubble from the roof fell on their heads and in the noodle bowl, and they did not respond.

He sat down with long legs and sat opposite a big man with a beard on his face. He said coldly, "In the past six months, you have made a few big deals in Hedong, and your income must be good."

The big man still did not respond, but a pair of blue-streaked hands had already grasped the handle of the knife under the table.

The long legs looked at him: "From today on, you are in trouble. I will take care of you. We have three or seven accounts for the business you do."

The big man finally looked at him: "You only need 30%?"

"You collect 30%, and I account for 70%."

The big man smiled. Just as he began to laugh, the knife was out of the sheath, and the knife flashed, and he hurriedly cut the left neck of the long leg. This knife is powerful and vicious. I don't know how many people's heads have been cut by this knife.

The long legs did not move, at least the upper body did not move, but the man suddenly flew up from the top of the three people's heads, "bang" hit the wall, and even the house almost knocked down.

Although his knife was fast, his long legs were faster. He casually kicked under the table and kicked a hundred catties of big man several feet away.

The long legs looked at the crowd coldly: "This is my shadowless leg. Who else wants to taste it?"

No one answered, not even a gasp.

Long-legged smile: "So from today on, I will divide all the business you do..."

Suddenly, I heard someone behind me say: "Three times belong to themselves, and 70% belong to me."

The long legs' face changed, the body shrank, and a pair of long legs have been kicked out like a sharp wind.

He only heard the two sounds of 'ra-la, ra-ra-la', and his people had flown out of the door and fell heavily in the middle of the road.

The cotton curtain on the back door seemed to be blown up by the wind and was still fluctuating. No one could see anyone walking over.

But the voice that was still talking at the gate just now has arrived at the hut behind this small door. Someone in the hut has said, "Zhao's beard left 20% more to go home to treat the injury, and the rest has also been changed to three or seven accounts. The one who pay the bill first will go first."

A young man sitting in the mouth immediately walked in first: "In the past six months, I have made a thirteen-ticket deal, with a total of 3,500 taels, but I have spent half of my own eating, drinking and gambling."

The voice smiled and said, "You are really good at spending money."

The young man also smiled: "I have brought all the rest, and I can give it to you."

The voice was still smiling: "Isn't enough?"

The young man gritted his teeth and said, "What do you want to do, and I will do it."

The voice said, "Okay, it's reasonable. Look, you're still honest. I just want you to pay for this.

When the young man came out, his face was bloody, and a piece of skin on his left face had been peeled off.