The young man hadn't finished drinking a pot of wine, and he couldn't help frowning when the two brothers said such a lot of nonsense.

In fact, everyone has already seen that the brothers really want to repair this young man who doesn't know the height of the sky and is full of fear, so they are secretly worried about him.

However, the young man was fine, still looking like a mimi, staring at Qingyan's place where people shouldn't be looking, staring intently, and even raised his wine glass at her and drank it all.

When he was about to pour another glass and continue to enjoy the view, he was surprised to find that the flask had been shaken over, and it was bubbling on the table, and he looked up to see what had happened.

Then, as soon as he turned around, he saw the black smoke and white smoke brothers with angry faces.

The young man was slightly surprised to see the fierce brothers, looked at them, and then at the jug of wine, which had lost a drop of water, shook his head, and said, "It's a pity, it's a pity, it's a pity."

Black Smoke frowned and said, "What is a pity?"

Bai Yan's brows furrowed even higher, and said, "What's the pity?"

The young man took the flask that had been poured on the table, held it upside down in the air, looked inside, and found that there was indeed not a drop of wine in it, so he said, "How can it not be a pity that all such good wine has been spilled?"

The black smoke snatched the empty wine jug in his hand, and with a sudden force, the bronze wine jug actually made him crush it flat, and threw it on the ground casually, and said loudly: Of course the wine in the Lonely Smoke Inn is good wine.

The white smoke flew up and kicked the wine jug that had turned into a bronze lump on the ground, and then pointed to the people around him who only cared about bowing their heads and drinking, and said loudly: It is because the wine is good that so many people come to drink.

Then the two brothers kicked the table at which the young man was sitting on all fours, and the bowls and plates were shattered all over the ground, and said viciously: Oh, you are such a wordy man.

People only said one sentence, but the brothers have already said several words, and they actually said that people are wordy, which is really strange and lawless.

The young man seemed to feel strange, looked at the strange brothers, and then, pointing to his nose, said softly: I, why am I verbose?

The black smoke "snorted", took off one of the table legs, kept knocking on the palm of his left hand, and said with a provocative face at him: Long-winded means talking too much.

The white smoke was concocted in the same way, holding a table leg in his left hand, constantly tapping on the palm of his right hand, his mouth was pursed like a fully drawn bow, and he said: Talking too much means being wordy.

Then, the two of them put their free hands together in front of the man, and said loudly: So, without further ado, quickly take out the silver.

The young man seemed to be deliberately angry with them.

The two black and thick fingers of the black smoke and white smoke brothers stretched out in front of him, almost poking into his mouth, not only did he not dodge, but even looked through their hands to see Qingyan, who had been watching the excitement from the side, to see the places on Qingyan's body that should not be seen, and to see the places that annoyed the two brothers the most.

Not only did he watch, but he was even deliberately hooking the corners of his slender and charming eyes, wantonly teasing her, rippling towards her infinitely turbulent autumn waves.

When Qingyan finally couldn't resist such a strange temptation and showed a teasing smile at him, the young man squinted his eyes and looked at the black and thick palms of the two brothers.

He shook his head, and even turned around in front of them, making an empty appearance, and said, "Then what if I really don't have any money?"

The brothers were like two bulls that had been completely teased, and their fists were like the sharpened horns of a bull.

Hearing this, they first looked at each other, and then, with a sneer, suddenly made a move, and shouted at the young man: That's it.

As soon as the words fell, two fists and two table legs, one left and one right, up and down, smashed straight towards the young man's face and small belly, quickly and mercilessly.

Moreover, their left fist and right hand table leg, or left hand table leg and right hand fist, actually performed completely different moves.

Their fists are made of authentic King Kong fists, while the table legs are made of Shaolin sticks, and the sticks and fists are coordinated with each other, and the two people cooperate with each other.

They seem to have developed the legendary left-right moves.

The fact that their left and right hands could perform completely different moves at the same time was a surprise to the young man, and he couldn't help but panic.

In fact, the brothers' strong King Kong fist and Shaolin stick are not as powerful as the legend, if they are hit, at most they will spit out all the wine they just drank, and there will be no drop left.

Then, like a cannonball, it flew diagonally out of the inn's gate and rolled out into the street, from one side of the street to the other.

If that's the case, then the young man's fate could be really miserable.

But the truth was that the brothers' meteor-swift fists and wind-like table legs stopped abruptly when they were about to fall on the young man's face and stomach.

Like a car that suddenly stopped, without a trace of hesitation, it stopped as soon as it was said, only a piece of paper-thick distance from the person's face and small belly.

The swift fist suddenly stopped, and the fist wind brought up even blew up the hair that floated on the man's temples, and then, flutteringly, brushed his jade-like face.

Black Smoke threw away the table leg in his right hand, retracted his fist, and then, put it to his mouth and blew, sneering: Look, how about my punch?

Bai Yan threw away the table leg of his left hand, and just crossed the table leg with Black Smoke on the ground, and also blew the fist he had just withdrawn, and said: What about my punch?

Then the two brothers stretched out their fists and crossed them in front of the young man, and said in unison: "If this punch falls on you in the face, guess what?"

The young man deliberately made a look of surprise, frowned, narrowed his slender eyes, supported his chin with his hand, and pondered,

He looked at the arrogant black smoke and white smoke brothers in front of him, shrugged his shoulders in a pretended manner, and then pointed to his nose, suddenly laughed, and said: "Hehe, if your fists really hit me in the face, I think my face will definitely bloom."

Black Smoke raised his left index finger, shook it at him, and said with a deep face: No, it's not a big flower.

Bai Yan raised his right index finger, and he kept shaking it, saying: Instead, it turned into tofu flowers.

Before they could say their conclusions in unison, the young man suddenly made a move, grabbed their outstretched left and right index fingers, and hurriedly said: "But I also want to tell you,

If your fists really hit me in the face, then it must not be my face that turns into tofu flowers, but your hands, and I guarantee that your hands must be uglier than pig's feet.

Black Smoke slowly withdrew his fingers from his hand, and then, wiping it on the young man's shoulder, as if he felt that he had touched it, said:

Pig's feet? Human hands are human hands, pig's feet are pig's feet, how can human hands become pig's feet? No matter how ugly human hands are, they will not be uglier than pig's feet.

Bai Yan also slowly withdrew his fingers from his hand, and then, grabbing the hem of the young man's clothes, rubbing it vigorously a few times, and then, as if stung by a bee, shook it, with a smile on his face, and said: How can human hands become pig's feet, if hands really become feet, then don't we have four feet?