Jianghu are all masters

128.

Zhang Xiaoyuan immediately retreated behind Lu Zhaoming, poked out only half of his head, and looked cautiously at Cao Zilian.

He was not afraid at all.

He came out with the elder brother today, and with the martial arts of the elder brother alone, what can Cao Zilian do against him?

What's more, Cao Zilian's waist is still injured, and he has some difficulty even straightening his waist. Perhaps the elder brother only needs a simple kick to deal with him.

Ashan'er knew that even if Cao Zilian was not injured, he would not be the opponent of this person in front of him. He actually didn't know the strength of the opponent's martial arts, but he thought that he was still the 33rd expert among the clans in the Western Regions. He should also be in the fifties and sixties, and the other party seems to be only a young man in his early twenties, and younger than him, of course he is very confident in himself.

He stopped Cao Zilian to prevent Cao Zilian from doing anything stupid, and pushed back the half-drawn knife, and said to Cao Zilian in vague and strange Mandarin: "When you go out to fight, the boss will not do it easily. "

Cao Zilian paused, feeling that what he said made sense.

Although he is still very angry, he is the master of the first palace after all. Regardless of the rules of the world or the common sense of gangsters fighting, the boss will of course be the last to appear on the stage. He also knows that A Shan'er's martial arts are far superior to him. Don't worry, he took a deep breath, laughed loudly, and said to Lu Zhaoming, "Heh! I will send the elders of my sect to deal with you!"

Zhang Xiaoyuan: "..."

There are only two of you, so you don't have to be so humble!

He doesn't want to fight in other people's shops at all, what if he breaks other people's tables, chairs and dishes?That would cost money!

Lu Zhaoming glanced at A Shan'er, as if he was judging the depth of A Shan'er's martial arts. He actually didn't know who this person was. When A Shan'er rescued Cao Zilian that day, he used smoke to cover his whereabouts and figure. Zhaoming had never seen him before, and Zhang Xiaoyuan didn't know what level No. 30 and No. [-] in the Western Regions was mentioned on A Shan'er's head. He was a little worried, and grabbed Lu Zhaoming's arm behind Lu Zhaoming, and whispered to Lu Zhaoming: "Big brother!" Brother, be careful, this should be a master."

Lu Zhaoming nodded slightly, he pushed Zhang Xiaoyuan slightly behind him, and said in a low voice, "Go aside."

Zhang Xiaoyuan retreated obediently.

The diners in the restaurant finally realized that something was wrong, everyone talked a lot, and gradually retreated.After all, this is Baicang City, and there are many martial arts people. Although the martial arts alliance is under the control, it is still difficult to avoid fights. The shopkeeper seems to have been used to it for a long time.

Zhang Xiaoyuan looked at the top of the shopkeeper's head, and sure enough, he saw two words coming out of his head.

"If they break it, they will be compensated as usual."

"It doesn't matter if you pay more. Anyway, the Martial Arts League doesn't allow them to fight, and they don't dare to go to the Martial Arts League."

Zhang Xiaoyuan: "..."

Profiteer!Another profiteer!

……

Ashan'er pulled out a scimitar and said, "You were the one who wounded our palace master."

Lu Zhaoming tilted his head slightly, puzzled: "He caused trouble at the martial arts conference."

Ashaner: "There is revenge."

Lu Zhaoming seemed to want to say something more, but A Shaner had already rushed towards him.

Zhang Xiaoyuan's heart was in his throat, he was afraid that this barbarian's martial arts were too high, and his senior brother would be injured if he lost, but he obviously underestimated Lu Zhaoming's martial arts too much. The sword was not even out of its sheath, it was probably because he was merciful in order not to see the blood, and the blow hit Ashan'er's ribs, the force used was not too heavy, but it also made him stagger and hit the table and chair beside him, With a flash of his figure, the scimitar in his hand only brushed against Lu Zhaoming's clothes, without scratching any clothes.

Lu Zhaoming was already behind him.

Ashan'er turned around in a hurry, but Lu Zhaoming held the hilt of the sword instead, and turned the blade around, touching the tip of his nose.

Only micro-inch distance.

Lu Zhaoming didn't draw his sword out of its sheath, nor did he really want to hurt him. If it wasn't for this, no one can say what would have happened today.

Zhang Xiaoyuan coughed, and hurriedly called a stop before the two of them made any more noise, lest they damaged too many things and couldn't afford to pay for it, but the other party called a big brother, Cao Zilian was panicked when he saw Ashaner's defeat , pulling Ashaner back a few steps, obviously trying to escape.

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Zhang Xiaoyuan looked at the tables and chairs knocked over by A Shaner, the tables and chairs were all right, but most of the dishes on the table fell to the ground, all the dishes were broken, he didn't know the dishes, but he could see the dishes The amount of pigeon meat, the price will not be too low, the wine should be good wine, it smells mellow, Zhang Xiaoyuan doesn't want to pay for the dishes on the table.

Lu Zhaoming was in front of the two, and behind him was the gate of the restaurant. If Cao Zilian wanted to escape from the main entrance, he would have to pass by Lu Zhaoming. Zhang Xiaoyuan was full of anxiety, and hurriedly shouted: "Elder brother! We can't let them escape!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Cao Zilian was visibly panicked. He was afraid that another scabbard would hit his waist. He clutched his waist, and only took two steps. Lu Zhaoming kicked the inclined bench and tripped In front of him, Cao Zilian's knee slammed into the bench, his face turned pale, and he let out Zhang Xiaoyuan's familiar scream.

Zhang Xiaoyuan: "..."

He really just wanted the elder brother to reach out and stop them.

But this time the elder brother didn't throw out the scabbard, Cao Zilian should... not be hurt too badly.

Zhang Xiaoyuan comforted himself in his heart.

A Shan'er squatted beside Cao Zilian to see his injuries. He knew that they couldn't escape so easily today, so he gave up struggling, but the shopkeeper saw that they seemed to have finished fighting, so he settled the score and recruited the shop assistants. Beckoning, he walked up to several people together, and while tapping the abacus in his hand, he said to them: "Several heroes, you can fight, but if you break things...should I also pay for it?"

Perhaps he was afraid that some people would refuse, so he rushed to speak before waiting for their response.

"This is Bai Cang City." The shopkeeper said, "Leader Pei forbids you to fight casually."

Lu Zhaoming: "..."

Lu Zhaoming seemed a little at a loss as to what to do, he could only turn his head to look at Zhang Xiaoyuan.

Zhang Xiaoyuan looked at the top of the shopkeeper's head, wondering how much money he wanted to steal.

After a while, he really saw a compensation list popping up above the shopkeeper's head. The amount was not too huge, but it was also a number that he didn't want to pay.

Zhang Xiaoyuan took a deep breath, and raised his finger to Ashaner and Cao Zilian without hesitation.

"They did it first! They also knocked over the tables and chairs!" Zhang Xiaoyuan shouted, "We were forced to fight, so we should be the victims too."

Cao Zilian: "?"

Cao Zilian covered his waist with one hand and his leg with the other, and looked up at Zhang Xiaoyuan and Lu Zhaoming, showing a puzzled expression.

129.

No matter how dissatisfied Cao Zilian felt, what Zhang Xiaoyuan said was the truth.

It was true that they were the first to move, and it was true that Asher knocked over the table.

He felt that he was a reasonable person anyway, as the master of the evil way who wanted to defeat the Demon Cult and unify the world in the future, he couldn't be like those little fellows who were just as bad as the others. Anyway, he just smashed a few dishes A few bowls of vegetables and those dishes cost only a few pennies to buy at the market, so he can still afford to pay for such a small amount of money.

His legs hurt so badly that he couldn't stand up for a while. Ashaner helped him and helped him to sit on a chair beside him. With a hint of a smile, he said, "I am a reasonable person."

The shopkeeper looked at him, probably because he had seen a lot of people like him, and his face was expressionless.

Cao Zilian: "Of course we should pay for what we break."

The shopkeeper nodded.

Cao Zilian: "How much? We will give it to you."

The shopkeeper lowered his head and made a few calculations. He looked decent, but Zhang Xiaoyuan knew that he had already made up his mind to blackmail them severely. He thought of the five taels of silver left in the Illusory Palace, and he was a little bit confused. Unable to bear it, he looked away a little.

"Not much." The shopkeeper said, "I broke a few dishes, overturned a whole table of pigeon banquets, and a good altar of daughter's red. The total is 57 taels. Alright, just give 57 taels."

Cao Zilian: "..."

Cao Zilian's smile froze on his lips.

130.

It's too awful.

Zhang Xiaoyuan recited silently in his heart.

The shopkeeper is really a big profiteer, Cao Zilian and the others broke a few dishes, plus the table of wine and vegetables, it only cost five taels of silver.

Cao Zilian obviously didn't know the actual prices of the items on the table. He only knew that the shopkeeper was talking about the lion. If you want to confirm, you usually ask again: "Fifty... 57 taels?"

The shopkeeper didn't even lift his eyes, and quoted him the price of their damage one by one.

It's just that each piece is ten times more expensive than the market.

The diners around watched the fun, Zhang Xiaoyuan stood for a while, feeling a little tired, so he simply sat down at his table, grabbed the appetizers he ordered just now, knocked on melon seeds and peanuts, and watched how Cao Zilian bargained with the shopkeeper.

Cao Zilian doesn't know how to bargain, he really can't save face.

He feels that he is the master of the evil ways who will defeat the Demon Cult to rule the world in the future, but now he is bargaining here for a mere 57 taels of silver. of the Lord's good name.

This money, he gets!

But where is he going to get 57 taels of silver?

All his money is on A Shan'er, and if he remembers correctly, they only had five taels of silver left a few days ago. When they recruited Wu Kui to join him, they even bought him new clothes. It’s a good iron sword, but it’s only a tael, and when he counts the food, lodging, and medicine expenses these days, he thinks that Ashan’er may not even have three taels of silver on him, 57 taels, maybe he can’t pay on credit...

Cao Zilian collapsed.

Seeing his appearance, the shopkeeper knew that he couldn't come up with so much money, so he calmly handed the abacus to the shop assistant beside him, and said, "It's okay if you don't give it, but you have to follow the old man's advice." Go to the Martial Arts League, you know, Leader Pei doesn't like you fighting in Baicang City."

Threats, outright threats.

Zhang Xiaoyuan cracked open a melon seed, thinking that this shopkeeper is really hateful.

It should be true that Pei Wuluan doesn't like the fights in Baicang City, but Pei Wuluan will never support them.

Righteous people are somewhat in awe of Pei Wuluan, and would not be willing to bring matters up in front of Pei Wuluan. They may not be able to afford the compensation, but as long as the shopkeeper lets go and asks them to do a few things to pay off the debt, presumably No one will say no.

57 taels is not a lot of money for such a big restaurant, and it is not a lot of money for Zhang Xiaoyuan today.

Favor debts are far more valuable than 57 taels. Although Cao Zilian seems useless, no one can tell what will happen to him in the future.

Besides, the shopkeeper asked him for 57 taels, and Zhang Xiaoyuan was confident that he could bring the price back to less than ten taels.

Cao Zilian sighed deeply.

Righteous people may just be reluctant to go to Pei Wuluan's side because of face and the punishment of Wulin League. He is different. He just made a big fuss in the Wulin Conference. He can't keep Wulin League prisoners in his life as the leader of evil Isn't the black spot just 57 taels?He bites the bullet and can resist!

Cao Zilian gritted his teeth and was about to speak when Zhang Xiaoyuan patted the peanut crumbs on his hands and said, "57 taels, it's not a lot of money."

Cao Zilian couldn't help looking at him, he was a little surprised, as if he didn't understand why Zhang Xiaoyuan said that.

Zhang Xiaoyuan said: "If you need it, I can lend it to you."