Some people are naturally disdainful to squeeze, so the nearby tea house and wine shop are wrapped by the window accord, and the shopkeeper smiles happily.

There was a lot of talk in the crowd.
"I haven’t moved for a long time. This captain is really good."
"I’ve seen many worldly tastes indifferent, and I’ve heard such a thing before I leave the tea cool …"
"Do you think anyone will come?"
"Hum, what heroes in rivers and lakes are famous for their morality? It’s just the crowing of chickens and dogs and thieves who are the real heroes!"
"I heard that this captain Wang Yongan …"
At the same time, the gate of a company named Weiwu Boxing Hall in the North City was closed and guarded by lean brothers.
The hall of the Boxing Hall is packed with a dozen people, such as a Taoist priest, a tattooed monk and an old woman smoking a big cigarette … most of them are senile.
The owner bowed his head and served tea carefully. Don’t blame him for being nervous. These are all the elders of various dharma veins who let out the wind casually, and the whole Bingzhou Jianghu will shake.
The diviner looks old and says with a smile, "This little guy is interesting. If ordinary people have to run around to inquire about him, he is a soldier’s family with the help of the general trend."
"This matter needs to be discussed!"
An old man with a dead face grunted coldly, "The eyes of the three parties are still deadlocked, and a small captain dares to make trouble. The old lady will take it."
"Hou Laojiu you are otherwise selfish …"
The old woman smoking a pipe suddenly became turbid, and her eyes were full of sarcasm. "You don’t talk about Jianghu rules in Taiyin Gate, and I can’t afford to lose this face in Wuxiantang!"
"Matter which also manage these …"
Boom
After saying his word, he saw that the gate was kicked by Liu Jindao and several old men who were covered in yin stepped into Guo Luquan’s fart and fart behind him.
"Yin Liu Jin Dao!"
The old man with a dead face rose abruptly and his eyes were full of murder. "What are you doing here before you die?"
Liu Jindao’s eyes glared at him. "When you die, Laojiu will turn into a zombie. Always leaving this tone is waiting to dig your grave!"
Seeing that the two old men were about to beat others without saying anything, they quickly advised each other.
There are some words in the diviner’s old way, "Brother Liu, this matter and your vulva must be involved in muddy water?"
Liujin knife scanned a circle and looked indifferent. "Rest assured that the old man wants a rule in this trip."
The diviner’s eyes narrowed slightly. "What do you mean?"
Liu Jindao snorted coldly. "If you follow the rules of the public, the old lady will personally arrest the thief of the tiger symbol, and it will not be the autumn!"
"But if you want to set up a flag according to Jianghu rules, you can’t prevent others from pulling it …"
"Pull the flag?"
The old man with a dead face almost smiled. "Old man Liu, do you know how many Jianghu people have gathered here? Isn’t it a joke!"
Liujin Knife reveals a strange smile. "The royal family is watching. If you deal with a big fellow, you old guys have to sell some things. Don’t argue. Go back and wash and sleep …"
You!’
The old man with a dead face looks ugly and gloomy. "Even if the ordinary brother shoots so many dharma veins, how many rounds can he last?"