In normal times, Daddy Qi's Feixian Lou business has always been very prosperous, and every day before dawn, customers have already come to the door and start drinking their first glass of wine of the day. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Because the wine here is cheaper than others, because the wine here is more mellow than others, and because this is the only restaurant in the town.

Therefore, the business of Feixian Building is so hot every day that even if you come over in advance to send a team, you can only find a seat inside.

Sometimes, when the alcohol addiction comes up, I can't wait, and I can't do it anymore, so I take out a few benches and set up a few square tables to sit outside.

Everyone sat down around the table, holding half a chicken foot in their left hand, a piece of sauce meat, two or three duck heads, and a bowl of old wine in their right hand.

However, since these people from the Money Gang and the Brothers Gang came to this town, the business of Feixian Mansion has also been deserted.

Between the two gangs, they have always been incompatible, and when something goes wrong, they will go to war.

This confrontation between them not only caused the town to often fall into chaos and chaos, but also caused many people to die inexplicably.

Even if they didn't die, no one came to Feixian Tower to drink.

Some of them went to the Money Gang to find women, and some went to the casinos of the Brothers Gang, and none of them had time to patronize his Feixian Tower.

Since there is no business to do, Father Qi is idle, and every day he either sighs or sleeps with his head covered.

Every day he had to sleep until dawn at three o'clock in the morning, and then he staggered up and came out to see if there was any business coming to his door.

But today, he woke up very early.

Now, when it was just dawn at the fifth watch, he woke up.

He was awakened by the loud knock on the door outside, knock, knock, knock.

He stretched out half of his head from the quilt and said impatiently to the door: Who?

A man's voice said, "I, open the door."

Daddy Qi lazily got out of the quilt, walked out of the door with his clothes on, and looked at people, ouch, I know, isn't this the middle-aged man from other places who has been shouting all day long to be a thug for others.

Ken Thirty touched the scar on his neck, smiled at his father, walked straight in, looked around, took down the stool on the table, wiped the dust that had fallen on it with his sleeve, and sat down.

Father Qi looked at him, his face was full of impatience, and said, "Hey, I'm here so early, what's the matter?"

He doesn't seem to be very happy when someone else takes care of his business.

Ever since Sword Thirty said he was going to be a thug, he had lost interest in Sword Thirty.

Jian Thirty didn't care, but unconsciously touched the scar on his neck, and said lightly: Oh, it's nothing, I can't sleep, so I'll come to you to find some wine to drink, you don't have to greet me, go to sleep, I know where the wine is.

Father Qi slapped his head suddenly, as if he suddenly remembered something, and said to him with an unhappy face: Hey, I heard that there is going to be an exchange of hostages today, needless to say, this must be a good thing you have done, you said that you are an outsider, isn't it good to do something serious, why do you want to help the abuse.

Jian Thirty took a jar of wine from behind the counter, patted the mud seal, poured a large bowl, and said with a smile: Oh, what are you talking about, I am also for money, otherwise, where do I have the silver to pay you for the wine, isn't it? In this world, people are good and bad, but silver is not good or bad.

Speaking of this, he took out a small silver ingot from his arms, threw it into Father Qi's hand, and said lightly: "Ah, this is the wine money I owed you a few days ago, if there is any leftover, it will be regarded as interest."

Father Qi looked at him and said angrily: Hey, what kind of person are you and me, I am as greedy for money as you, hmph, if there is too much, I will definitely return it to you.

As he spoke, he walked behind the counter, weighed it, took some bits and pieces of silver and walked back, fell in front of him with a "snap", and said loudly: "Oh, add this jar of wine, just enough."

Jian Thirty looked at him, patted him on the shoulder again, and said with a smile: Hey, why are you so angry? You are still afraid of my silver pricking your hands, really, okay, you go and get busy first, I still have to think about something, and I don't have time to talk to you for the time being.

Father Qi knocked off the hand that put Jian Thirty on his shoulder, and said with a cold face: Hmph, who wants to talk to you, right, what were you thinking just now?

Jian Thirty Dao: Oh, no, I'm thinking about the woman who dragged others down, by the way, have you ever been married, tell me what you think of women.

Hearing this, Father Qi flicked his sleeves angrily, turned around and left, and said: Hmph, I don't know what you're talking about, it's really inexplicable.

Jian Thirty smiled, touched the scar on his neck, and said lightly: It's best if you don't understand, what about this person, it's best not to understand anything, not to understand anything, so that there are not so many worries, and you will be happy.

Father Qi sighed and said: Oh, I really don't know what's going on, when I get up today, I'm always frightened, something must have happened, I think it's all because of you, the unlucky ghost, since you came to this town, strange things have started to happen one after another.

As he spoke, he shook his head and walked back to the back of the counter, fiddling with the abacus beads, and he didn't know if he was dialing the abacus beads, or if he was venting his sword thirty as an abacus bead.

Jian Thirty took a sip of wine, and then, looking at him, he couldn't help but shake his head, and said, "Oh, you father, it's really unreasonable.

As he spoke, he looked outside.

It's already lit up outside.

Ah Si, the guy in the shop, came over with his son pushing the door, and then, after settling his son in the firewood room, he picked up the broom and began to clean the store.

Sword Thirty, while drinking, sighed, and then kept lying on the window, as if he had sensed that something was about to happen.

I don't know how long later, I saw the gates of the Money Gang and the Brothers Gang open at the same time, and the two sides rushed out of it with their respective hostages, facing each other in the middle of the street.

The two gangs glared at each other unconvinced like wild dogs fighting for stinking shit.

Qian Fa glared at the Gan brothers, and the Gan brothers glared at Qian Fa.

Qian Fa wiped his sore eyes, waved his hand behind him, and saw Jiang Feng walking over with him and demonstrating to the Gan brothers.

It's the same with the brothers' gang, a few people are holding the eldest prince and the eldest lady.

After all, Mr. Qian is the son of a rich family, where has he suffered like this.

In one night, not only did he not eat well or sleep well, but he even had to endure the insults of the Gan brothers, and his will was extremely depressed.

At this moment, as soon as I saw my father and mother standing opposite me, the grievances I had experienced last night came to my heart, and those tears couldn't help but flow down, crying wildly.

While crying, he kept struggling, trying to break free from the fierce evil of the Gan brothers and hurry back to his parents.

But how could he break free so easily?