The legendary cake cutter [Comprehensive martial arts]

Miao Qi hugged the box, while chatting with Ximenyu casually, while looking distractedly at the stalls on both sides of the road.

He always felt that the current Shacheng was a little different from the time he visited last time.

How should I put it, the previous Shacheng was like an unsupervised "free" place, with no order at all, like those vendors who set up stalls on the side of the road, they basically placed them wherever they looked pleasing to the eye , There will be stalls occupying the road even in the middle of the road.

Now, it seems that the urban management has planned it again, and the whole street is tidy.

Could it be that the Demon Cult specially sent people to rectify the order here?

Thinking of this, Miao Qi couldn't help laughing, "Hey, big brother, do you think the Devil's Cult is planning to expand its scale recently? I think this place can become a decent city if it expands. .”

Although there is only one word difference between a city and a town, the gap is quite different.

"Maybe, but if it can develop here, there will definitely be many business opportunities."

Ximen Yu always had that gentle smile on his face. He didn't look like a businessman at all, but like a bachelor who had read poetry and books. If he didn't keep his words in his words, Miao Qi would definitely suspect him. his identity.

Miao Qi was also quite happy to listen to Ximenyu's chat, because in his future plans, he planned to open a pastry shop to sell his endlessly plentiful sliced ​​cakes.

Make the best use of everything, if you can’t eat it yourself, just sell it for money, maybe you can make a fortune, which can be used to subsidize the cost of repairing equipment.

During the conversation, the two had reached the entrance of the town unknowingly.

There are many camels parked at the entrance of the town, basically brought by caravans. Ximen Yu led Miao Qi to the leftmost camel caravan, and greeted the old man in black who was guarding the caravan. , then turned around and took the box in Miao Qi's hand.

After handing the box to the old man in black, Ximen Yu casually took a jade ornament from his waist, brought it to Miao Qi, and said with a smile: "Thanks to Ah Qi for your help, I have nothing to show here. I will give you a piece of jade pendant as a token of my gratitude."

Miao Qi lowered her head and glanced at the exquisitely shaped jade pendant, which was obviously of great value, she quickly shook her head, and said, "No need, no need, it's just a matter of little effort, why should you take such a valuable thing as a thank you gift?"

"Ah Qi, have you forgotten what business I am in? This thing is not precious to me." Forcibly stuffing the jade pendant into Miao Qi's hand, Ximen Yu suddenly smiled at Miao Qi meaningfully: "Shut up Good job with this piece of jade, you will have a place to use it in the future."

After all, without waiting for Miao Qi to react, he turned around and left Shacheng with the camel team.

Holding the warm jade pendant, Miao Qi: "..."

and many more!

Is this still a rare piece of warm jade?

Big brother, come back quickly!We have something to say clearly!What do you mean by giving me such a valuable thing?

Miao Qi, who firmly believes that there will be no stuffed pies in the sky, is a bit square. She always feels that she has accepted a piece of hot potato, but this piece of potato... cough cough, he is really reluctant to return it. Nuanyu, if this If you pawn it, you can definitely get a lot of money.

Licking the somewhat dry corners of her lips, Miao Qi thought, maybe she was lucky enough to meet a local tycoon, the local tyrant, the things he brought with him must be very expensive, maybe the other party simply gave him a gift. There is no other purpose at all as a thank you gift?

Thinking of this, Miao Qi felt relieved.

Hmm, don't do bad things, we are not afraid of ghosts knocking on the door.

Putting the jade pendant into her arms like a baby, Miao Qi ran back to the town lightly, intending to go to the wine shop to have a drink to celebrate, who would have imagined that just a few steps into the street, he bumped into a group of people who looked like It's a trouble directed at myself.

All of these people were holding weapons, and it was obvious that the visitors were not friendly.

The reason why Miao Qi decided that the other party was coming for him was because he recognized an 'acquaintance' in the crowd - that Wu Junjie who tried to moles Miao Qi in vain, but was taught by Miao Qi to behave instead.

In fact, among this group of people, there is also an 'acquaintance' who Miao Qi has dealt with.

It was Wu Junjie's third uncle who unfortunately lost his martial arts.

It's a pity that Miao Qi didn't remember his face at all.

After a few meters away, Miao Qi heard Wu Junjie telling himself to a middle-aged strong man next to him, "Father, it's this guy in the hat who abolished third uncle's martial arts and made you lose your temper." I lost the position of Hall Master!"

"Pfft." Miao Qi sneered immediately, and shouted loudly: "Hey, that idiot across the way, you can't button your hat randomly. Your father lost his job and has something to do with me? Come on, let grandpa let me I will teach you how to speak."

Wu Junjie immediately recalled the scene of being taught to be a man last time.

He shrank his head cowardly, quickly hid behind his father, and then echoed weakly: "You, don't be complacent, my father is the number one master of the Demon Sect platoon, just like your three-legged cat , I will definitely be beaten to the ground by my father later."

As soon as Wu Junjie said this, his father's face darkened before others reacted.

This cowhide is a bit too big.

In a place like this where there are family members of Demon Cult members everywhere, if you say such words, you will be slapped in the face every minute. Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Wu Yue only feels that his old face is burning hot, and he can't wait to slap him Die my own stupid son.

Seeing this, Miao Qi immediately covered his belly and laughed, and while laughing, he still did not forget to taunt the other party, "Hahahaha... no, no, I'm dying of laughter, why haven't I heard that the Demon Cult has a name called your father?" Master? Can a hall master, oh, the former hall master, be able to rank among the masters of the Demon Cult?"

Wu Junjie subconsciously wanted to reply, but was slapped back by his father's slap.

"Shut up and go away."

Glaring fiercely at the stunned Wu Junjie, Wu Yue pulled out the epee from his waist, walked up to Miao Qi aggressively, and said sharply: "You white-haired boy, you have sharp teeth and a sharp mouth. Bring out your knife, let's see the truth in our hands!"

Hearing the obviously derogatory term 'white-haired child', the smile on Miao Qi's face disappeared immediately, and his eyes turned cold.

He stood up straight, pulled out the scimitar from behind his waist, and said with a sneer, "Come here, and let you see whether I have a sharp mouth or a sharp knife."

After the words fell, the two launched an attack almost at the same time.

Miao Qi wielded two sabers, Wu Yue used an epee, the former moved lightly, while the latter opened and closed. From the eyes of passers-by, it should be a very interesting battle, but in reality On the road, Wu Yue was pressed and beaten by Miao Qi the whole time.

The reason why most people didn't realize that he had fallen was because Miao Qi was teasing him on purpose, and didn't make any serious moves at all.

In fact, in the eyes of any sensible person, the situation on the field is simply one-sided.

Miao Qi is like playing a cat-and-mouse game. He can easily catch the mouse, but he deliberately teases the mouse repeatedly. Before he catches the mouse, he releases his claws and lets the mouse escape. , and then launched the pursuit again.

And so on and on.

Wu Yue went from being aggrieved and annoyed at the beginning to being numb and desperate later on. Perhaps only he himself can understand what it feels like.

so tired.

If it weren't for the fear of losing face in public, he would even have conceded defeat.

This is a typical example of suffering at the expense of face.

Just when Wu Yue's expression became more and more lifeless, Miao Qi finally gave him a good time. With the double sword up and down, he knocked down the epee in his hand. When the epee fell to the ground, Wu Yue inexplicably gave birth to a kind of Feeling relieved, he sighed and said in a deep voice, "You won."

"It was you who lost." Miao Qi put away her two knives, shrugged her shoulders casually, but did not take the opportunity to hit the opponent again, "Chengyicheng, since the fight is over, can you get your people out of the way? Such a traffic jam affects traffic."

Wu Yue was a little surprised that the other party didn't make things difficult for him.

But when he saw Miao Qi's expression under the hood, he suddenly understood the reason.

The disparity in strength is too great, even if they win the battle, the other party will not feel complacent at all.

Wu Yue's mood suddenly became heavier.

He waved his hands lazily, letting the people behind him get out of the way, and then watched Miao Qi swagger across the street, his back was getting farther and farther away, and his originally straight back suddenly collapsed.

"Dad, you, what's wrong with you?"

Looking at Wu Yue who suddenly seemed to be decades older, Wu Junjie asked a little nervously.

"I'm old."

Wu Yue shook his head and sighed, then turned his head to look at his 24-five-year-old son, who was still useless and hopeless, with a look of disappointment on his face, "If you can be half as good as that person, I will use the Don’t worry about it like this now.”

He worked desperately in the Devil's Cult, racking his brains to seek a higher position, wasn't it all to provide Wu Junjie with a safe and worry-free living environment?It's a pity that this kid is so unbelievable, he has nothing but trouble.

Wu Junjie was sharp once in a while, and realized that the situation seemed to be not good.

He took a step back subconsciously, and was about to say hello to change the topic, but Wu Yue blocked his mouth first.

"Anyway, your father and I have nothing to do now. From today on, you will practice martial arts with me obediently. If you dare to make trouble for me again in the future, I will break your legs and make you unable to even leave the house." .”

Wu Junjie: "!!"

No!Don't, Dad!Please let me go, Dad!

Your son, I'm really not the material for martial arts, Dad!

On the other side, Miao Qi who arrived at the restaurant had already had a drink with Hu Tiehua.

Zhongyuan Dianhong, who was forcibly pulled together to make up the number of people, watched these two people drink one bowl after another, and began to think in his heart, how to bring two drunk alcoholics with him when he went back at night.

He refuses to have 'intimate' contact with people.

So let Chu Liuxiang and Ji Bingyan go out when the time comes.

"Xiaohong, Ni Bingguang just watched and didn't drink, come and drink together." After half a pot of strong wine, Miao Qi was not drunk yet, but his tongue began to be unsteady. He greeted and sat down with great enthusiasm. A little red on the opposite side, trying to persuade the other party to join in the competition between himself and Hu Tiehua.

A little red in the Central Plains: "..."

Who is Xiaohong?