Alien Arms Dealer

The monks in white robes hurried upstairs with the people in their hands.

Wen Xiuyuan glanced at them, then continued to sit there drinking tea and waiting for others.

There are some people who don't have long eyes, and they go up to strike up a conversation, "Young master, it's so boring to drink tea here by yourself, why don't you buy a drink with my brother, how about it?"

Wen Xiuyuan frowned and ignored him.

The man went so far as to sit next to him, stretched out his hand to touch his face, a sword flew down from upstairs, landed on the table in front of Wen Xiuyuan, and cut off the man's entire sleeve!

Wen Xiuyuan raised his head and met the cold eyes of the white-robed monk upstairs.

The man who wanted to take advantage of it turned pale with fright, and retreated to his seat.

Wen Xiuyuan nodded to the person upstairs to express his gratitude.

Xiao Cheng stepped into the inn and saw a sword sticking out of the table in front of Wen Xiuyuan. His expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly walked up to him and asked, "What... what's going on? Someone bullied you? Which bastard? Dan's sword is thrown around!"

Xiao Cheng's voice was so loud that almost everyone in the inn heard it.The white-robed monk upstairs jumped lightly and landed in front of Xiao Cheng, "This sword is mine! What's your opinion?"

Xiao Cheng pulled out the sword from the table, threw it at him, and said angrily: "You look like a dog, how about the monks of the family? Can the monks of the family bully others? Have a kind of go out with me alone?" pick!"

The white-robed young man frowned, and was about to say something. Wen Xiuyuan pulled his clothes behind him and said, "You made a mistake! He didn't bully me!"

Xiao Cheng turned around, "What you said is true?"

"Really! They even helped me out!"

Xiao Cheng was stunned for a moment, feeling a little embarrassed. After the white-robed monk on the opposite side caught his sword, he didn't bother with Xiao Cheng. He snorted coldly, turned around and was about to go upstairs.

Xiao Cheng hurriedly stopped him, the man stared at him and said displeasedly, "What else is there?"

Xiao Cheng said embarrassedly, "Sorry, I misunderstood you just now..."

The man's face softened a lot, "No problem!"

After the man finished speaking, he hurried upstairs.

Looking at the man's back, Xiao Cheng felt that this man's identity was unusual, and his sword seemed to be a product of his own.

"What are you thinking?" Wen Xiuyuan asked.

"Ah, I think that person... doesn't seem to be an ordinary person..."

"Well, it's not ordinary people! Didn't you see the family crest on their belts?"

"Family badge?" Xiao Cheng didn't notice this just now. Generally speaking, only those big family disciples have badges on their clothes, such as the previous Lei family...

"They are from the Song family! The emblem of the Song family is a white tiger!" Wen Xiuyuan whispered.

"The Song family..." Xiao Cheng felt strange. The Song family was located in the east of the mainland, and it was also a long way from here. Why did the monks of the Song family come here?To be honest, Mingdu can be regarded as the territory of the Song family. Their Feihong Pavilion and the Song family have always had a living relationship.

Italian contacts.No wonder he looked familiar with the sword just now!

The monk of the Song family walked upstairs and carried the injured person into the guest room.

Soon, the waiter called a doctor over to treat the injured man.

The doctor lifted the quilt, and an unpleasant smell rushed towards him.The wounded man was a young man with good looks, but his face was too pale, obviously due to excessive blood loss, and around his neck was a cheap wooden ornament, like...a little wolf?