Chapter 971: The End of the Heavenly Dragon Gang (4)

"Xiao Er, serve the wine!" someone from the Kunlun faction said in a loud voice.

The shopkeeper made a look, shouted and hurriedly stepped forward, and said with a smile on his face:

"What do you all drink?"

The black bear said in a thick voice: "Why are you so blind, you just have to serve any good wine." ”

Anyone who shouts and drinks in the restaurant is the most discerning, and once he passes through his eyes, he can tell how much he can consume, and then he can shout in the hall to arrange a seat.

For example: three masters, please have a private room!

With a smile on his face, he stepped back and 'shouted' with a black line in his head.

Because the words of the black bear are actually very easy to understand, which means:

We are from the Kunlun faction, you are from the Tianlong Gang, and our two families are hostile, and now we are here to eat and drink for nothing, naturally we want the best, can't you see it?

Seeing the 'shouting' in the wine, all those who have the courage to watch the excitement outside the restaurant have an idea:

This Kunlun sect is too bullying. ’

After about half an hour, the group came out of the back kitchen, each with a large tray in his hand, and several dishes on the plate.

Just look at these people who serve food, each of them is equipped with a weapon on their waist, and everyone walks calmly and breathes a long time.

At first glance, he is not a person from a restaurant.

"You two little ones sit here," Jiu'er said.

Wei Lian and Lan Li are both clever, so when they came to Jiu'er, Lan Li also picked up the wine jug and poured wine for his aunt.

The dishes were quickly served, with a total of seven tables, all of which were delicacies.

It stands to reason that the person who served the food should go down, but the person who served the food stayed in the lobby and blocked the door of the restaurant intentionally or unintentionally.

The green dog sneered and said:

"The shopkeeper called someone to come and try the food. ”

'Sure enough,' said the shopkeeper silently in his heart, turning his head to look at the 'shouting', and motioning for him to go.

They nodded their heads, not too afraid in their hearts, for their help had arrived.

He stepped forward with an empty plate and tasted each dish a little.

He poured out some of each pot of wine and drank it.

After confirming that it was non-toxic, the people of the Kunlun sect began to eat and drink.

Among them, only Wei Lian did not move the chopsticks, Lan Li gave him a few looks, and the former still did not move.

Jiu'er chuckled and said:

"But my sixth senior brother told you that there were sages in ancient times who starved to death, and they didn't eat enemy millet?"

Wei Lian's face turned red, and he said softly: "Aunt Jiu, is there really no poison in this?"

Jiu'er turned her head sideways, blinked, and said, "You are as cautious as your master at such a young age. ”

In a panic, Wei Lian hurriedly responded: "How can a disciple compare with a master. ”

Patting Wei Lian, Jiu'er said seriously:

"There's nothing wrong with being cautious, it's just that being cautious is about judging from the subtleties. Your master once taught me and other disciples that the devil is in the details. ”

Wei Lian nodded as if he had realized something, and Jiu'er turned his head to the other side and asked:

"Lan Li, tell me why the dish is non-toxic. ”

Lan Li smiled awkwardly, tilted his little head and thought about it, looked around again, and said softly:

"The disciple didn't think much about it before, but now that he thinks about it, if the other party is poisoned, he will definitely not be so strict, and only a relaxed environment will not make us suspicious. ”

Looking at Lan Li's appearance of a young man, Jiu'er nodded frequently, and secretly thought in his heart: "In the end, he is the apprentice of the fifth senior brother, and he has a good brain like his master." ’

As he was talking, a middle-aged man in Chinese costume walked into the restaurant, followed by more than a dozen characters of all kinds, and he knew that he was good at martial arts just by looking at his body and steps.

It just so happened that two tables of wine and food were vacant, and the middle-aged man sat down directly at one table, and the rest of the people were standing behind him.

After eating two bites of food and drinking a glass of wine, the middle-aged man has been secretly observing the people sent by Kunlun.

"This fish is good!" exclaimed the green dog.

The white leopard nodded and agreed: "I think this is the vinegar fish in the West Lake, I have heard about it in the Western Regions." ”

"It's delicious!" the black bear also praised loudly, and his mouth kept on his mouth, and the soup splashed straight up.

After that, he picked up the plate and poured it into his mouth, and even the fish bones were swallowed.

After eating his own portion, the black bear looked up at the other table, and finally fell on the middle-aged man's table.

Standing up, the black bear walked to the middle-aged man's table, stretched out his hand and grabbed the vinegar fishery in West Lake.

I saw that the middle-aged man's eyes flashed, and he grabbed the black bear's wrist like an iron hoop.

"Howl ~~~~~~~~" a beast roar sounded.

The black bear's beard was all open, and with his shout, a ten-level wind suddenly appeared, and its force was enough to uproot the tree.

The middle-aged man and the row of people behind him were all blown back by the strong wind, the floor of the restaurant was lifted, and the tables and chairs were slammed forward by the wind.

With one hand, the middle-aged man only made a move, and smashed the smashed tables and chairs.

The wind suddenly stopped.

"Hmph!" left a cold snort, and the black bear picked up the West Lake vinegar fish and turned back to his seat.

Only a group of Tianlong Gang members were left stunned on the spot.

Looking at the part of the floor of the restaurant that had been lifted, the middle-aged man frowned.

With the strength of the black bear's talent, it was not under him at all, and the middle-aged man swept over the Kunlun faction again, secretly thinking in his heart:

'Not surprisingly, the remaining three cultivators should all be similar to the big black one. ’

Raising his gaze, the middle-aged man looked at the middle, skimming over the two children, and the middle-aged man asked in his heart, 'Who is this woman?'

At this moment, a green shadow rushed into the restaurant and landed on the table of Jiu'er's table, but it was a small cyan bird.

After pecking a few bites of shrimp, the blue bird was gently picked up by Lan Li, and after taking off the information on the bird's claws, Lan Li let the bird go.

Lan Li respectfully held the information to Jiu'er with both hands, and said:

"Aunt Nine, it's information sent by the Flying Eagle Department of the Sunny Rain Pavilion. ”

With a smile on his face, Jiu'er glanced at the middle-aged man, his smile became a little mysterious, and he said, "Read it out and listen to it." ”

Glancing at the side of the Tianlong Gang, Lan Li opened the information in his hand, and the immature child's voice sounded:

"Yang Jian, the owner of the West Lake Silver Village, 'Taping Broken Golden Hand', has both internal and external cultivation, light skills, and iron hands, and is a lay disciple of Da Lei Yin Temple, and has been one of the twenty-four shows in martial arts. ”

In just a few words, Jiu'er paid more attention to the middle-aged man in front of him.

Twenty-four martial arts shows, all those under the age of 30 are eligible to be selected, and each martial arts conference will be evaluated.

Those who can enter the two terms show that Yang Jian became famous as a young man, and now he is middle-aged, and his cultivation cannot be underestimated.

Moreover, his teacher is out of the Great Leiyin Temple, no wonder he can be the master of any village in the West Lake Yinzhuang, the key place of the Tianlong Gang.

As for the double cultivation inside and outside, light work and iron hands are even more incredible.

On the rivers and lakes, those who practice iron hands and hard skills are generally strong, and their light skills are generally not too high.

If you cultivate iron hands and work lightly, you can basically walk sideways.

The meaning of 'stepping on Ping and breaking the golden hand' is that not only can't be beaten, but also can't run.

"Are you Yang Jian?" asked Jiu'er, playing with a wine glass in her hand and raising her eyebrows.

The middle-aged man smiled slightly, and said admittedly:

"It's Yang, I don't know which one of the six princes and three immortals is Miss?"