30. Turn your palm into a knife

Yunhaizhuang and Luoyunzhuang are also like Guiyunzhuang, they are all brothels.

The brothels are mainly for women, but Guiyunzhuang and Yunhaizhuang are also for men.

The brothel is originally a very strange place, but the two brothels of Yunhaizhuang and Guiyunzhuang are even stranger.

The strange thing about them is that not only do they have to run their own brothel, but they also have to manage all the hotels, restaurants, restaurants, and grocery stores there.

The main reason why these hotels, restaurants, restaurants, and grocery stores are so willing to listen to the brothel's control is that the rights of these two brothels are so great.

Guiyunzhuang and Yunhaizhuang have no one to provoke, but no one can afford to provoke the Burial Sword Island behind Guiyunzhuang and Yunhaizhuang.

Therefore, these old men have to be willing to listen to the discipline of other prostitutes—if not willingly, but also to pretend to be willing to obey the discipline of others.

Because there are some things that can only be managed by Guiyunzhuang and Yunhaizhuang, which are attached to Burial Sword Island, and some things can only be managed by Guiyunzhuang and Yunhaizhuang, which are attached to Burial Sword Island.

Because some of them are murderers, some are hiding from these murderers, and some are drunk and don't pay.

These people are indeed not something that ordinary people can manage.

Let's say Du Jiu.

In fact, after Du Jiu finished drinking in the Piaoxiang Building, it was not that he didn't want to pay, but that he really couldn't even take a penny out of his pocket.

Du Jiu was full of food and drink, wiped his greasy mouth with his dirty sleeves, held the table, stood up leisurely, and said to the counter: Shopkeeper, I really don't have any money today, can you see if you can let me ......

Before he finished his words, he saw the shopkeeper running over with a smile on his face, and then, before Du Jiu could understand what was going on, he shook his hand and gave him a big ear scraper.

With a hint of professional anger on the shopkeeper's face, he scolded: Let your mother's turtle king bastard fart, Lao Tzu has never taken credit here.

Although Du Jiu was beaten by him with Venus in his eyes and his cheeks swollen to the height, he still looked like a hippie smile, and said: Oh, the shopkeeper, you can do it, just credit me this time.

Credit, credit, credit your mother's turtle bastard.

The shopkeeper's mouth was scolding uncleanly, but his hand was idle, and as soon as he finished scolding, he shook his hand and slapped him with a big ear, "snap", and slapped the other half of his face, slapping Du Jiu immediately.

This time it was even heavier and more ruthless than the one just now, and Du Jiu's face immediately had five red handprints, and half of his white and fat face was immediately swollen.

Obviously, this slap was really not light.

This ear scraper stunned Du Jiu all of a sudden, he touched his face that was beaten like a pig's head, so angry that he couldn't even speak clearly, and said: Palm...... Shopkeeper, I didn't say I wouldn't pay, I just wanted to pay with tomorrow's, you ...... You...... Why are you still hitting me?

Seeing Du Jiu's crying and mourning look, the shopkeeper became even more angry, pointed at his nose and scolded: I'm going to beat, I'm going to beat you a turtle bastard, what do you dare?

If you can't afford to pay, you will spit out what you eat and drink, and if you can't spit it out, I will beat your mother......

However, before he could say the words "turtle bastard", an arrow suddenly erupted and flew into his mouth like a long snake.

This is a wine arrow, a wine arrow that Du Jiu spits out of his stomach.

The shopkeeper hadn't seen what was flying into his stomach clearly, so he couldn't help but close his mouth and swallow it with a "grunt", and then, only to feel a wave of nausea in his chest, and the stinky water in his stomach went straight up.

Although he teased the shopkeeper like this, Du Jiu still pretended to be very dissatisfied, kept stroking his hand on his red and swollen face, and muttered while touching it: Alas, how can there be such a truth in the world, and if you want people to spit out the wine, and ask people to pay for the wine,

Hmph, it's really unreasonable, isn't the cheapness in the world taken advantage of by you, and it makes people can't live, and Lao Tzu will definitely not drink here in the future, hum.

The shopkeeper endured the nausea, staggered to the table next to him, lifted the teapot on it, swallowed a few sips of herbal tea, and washed away the nausea that had accumulated in his chest.

His whole face was almost crooked in anger, and then, with a loud curse, "Turtle King Bastard," he raised a stool and threw himself viciously towards Du Jiu's head.

Don't look at the shopkeeper's angry expression, it seems that he has completely lost his mind, as if he is going to spill, but his moves and gestures are extremely subtle, and there are no flaws to be found, very much like a practitioner.

An ordinary stool seemed to have become alive in his hand, and this time, it was very good to beat Du Jiu to the point where ten thousand peach blossoms bloomed.

In the meantime, although it was only morning, there were already a lot of guests in the restaurant to have breakfast and drink morning tea.

They saw the shopkeeper first slap Du Jiu's face with a big-eared scraper, beating Du Jiu to a stumbling block, and then seeing Du Jiu spit out a mouthful of wine arrow into the shopkeeper's mouth, they all felt very funny.

However, at this time, he suddenly saw the shopkeeper picking up a stool as if he was crazy, and he was about to smash it down towards Du Jiu's head.

Seeing this, everyone felt that things were very bad, and if it continued like this, it was likely that someone would die.

The timid hid to the side, trembling, as if he was afraid of affecting himself, and those who were bold and good wanted to go up to persuade them, but when they saw this posture, they probably couldn't persuade them, so they had to look at Du Jiu with a sympathetic face.

As a result, Du Jiu's head not only did not bloom, but was easily dodged by him.

I saw that when the stool in the shopkeeper's hand was about to fall on Du Jiu's head, Du Jiu just pretended to be drunk, his body was slightly biased, and his head was also tilted.

The stool almost wiped his face, flew out at once, and landed on the table behind him, and then, with a "click", the table and the stool bloomed and fell apart.

The shopkeeper saw that Du Jiu had actually dodged his blow, and his face was angry, angry, and ashamed, like a big catfish that had just been baked.

He kicked away the scattered tables and stools on the ground with one kick, and suddenly his move changed, turning his palm into a knife, and slashing down at Du Jiu's head.

This palm is fast and ruthless.

Everyone couldn't help but exclaim, worried about Du Jiu.

Even the shopkeeper himself thought that after he split this palm, if he didn't cut off half of Du Jiu's head, he would at least have to take half of his life.

However, the shopkeeper's knife is fast, and Du Jiu's figure and footwork are faster.

Before the shopkeeper's sharp palm wind touched Du Jiu's clothes, he saw that Du Jiu had already jumped out diagonally, jumping from one table to the other behind another.

Although his jump looked so embarrassing, the practitioners present knew that in fact, his jump was already exquisite to the peak.

The internal strength and body method used in it is definitely not comparable to that of the shopkeeper.

After Du Jiu dodged the shopkeeper's hard blow, he was even gagging with him, deliberately pretending to be very embarrassed, and said with a smile: "Oh, I said the shopkeeper, you are too uninteresting, the wine has already been spit out to you, why are you still beating me?

Can't you just give me credit again for the sake of me as a regular customer? Alas, no wonder everyone says that there is no business and no treachery, and it seems that this is not true at all.

The shopkeeper was really stunned, he was really stunned.