The white belly is revealed in the east, and the rising sun shines on the clear sky.

Lin Chen went downstairs and sat in the lobby on the first floor of the inn to ask the servant for breakfast.

Soon, the inn servant brought a bowl of fried noodles.

The fried noodles here are different from other places. The fried noodles are not pho, but fried with rice noodles, cabbage, eggs, shredded pork, and some chicken oil or lard. They don’t taste sticky, but can be used to make a full mouth with a "spicy" sound like eating noodles.

Outside the door, there was a noisy sound. Several men with dark circles and dusty eyes walked in. They were too lazy to walk longer and sat down right next to the door. One of the red-faced men picked up a pot of prepared tea from the table and drank it. Then they slapped the tea cup on the table, making a "bang" sound, and did not wipe the tea juice left on the corner of their mouth and beard, and shouted to the store: "I've been tired all night, are you a turtle son? Why don't you come out to greet me now!"

"Here's here!" A servant hurriedly ran out of the back hall, pouring tea and laughed, "Several guests, our breakfast today is fried noodles. We also invite you to eat some tea first, eat some melon seeds to make your stomach. When the kitchen is finished, we will bring it to you."

"Hurry up!" The big man blushed shouted, scaring the servant so much that he nodded quickly and said "Yes".

Next to him, a man whispered: "We finally came to Jingchu. Now we are in the Eight Destinies of Sword Contest. The heroes of the world gather here. It is better to be low-key and try not to cause trouble."

Unexpectedly, the big man with red face did not listen, but instead snorted loudly: "I'm so afraid. I'm going to shoot out all the way from Bashu with eighteen styles. Which turtle son dares to pick it up?"

"I'm not afraid of the wind flashing my tongue when I say this!" someone snorted coldly.

"Who is it?" The big man with red face immediately looked at the source of the sound when he heard this, but saw a young man in white sitting not far away looking at him.

"It was you, the son of the turtle, who was talking just now?" asked the big blushing man coldly.

The young man in white asked while shaking the paper fan, "Do you Bashu people speak so much?"

After the boy in white finished speaking, someone next to him immediately laughed and said, "The people of Bashu call themselves the Heavenly Mansion. Can the people who come out of the Heavenly Mansion have a bad tone?"

After saying that, both of them laughed.

Seeing that he was teased by the two young men, the red-faced man immediately felt angry. His face, which had turned red due to blood, even more ferocious blue veins were revealed at this moment. As soon as he opened his mouth, he was really thunderous and said angrily: "I don't know whether I'm a big tone, but it's more than enough to teach you two grandchildren a lesson!"

As he said, he had already walked towards the two boys in white, spreading their huge slaps and was about to slap them over.

Unexpectedly, the two teenagers reacted very quickly. One of them picked up the teapot on the table and threw it at the head of the red-faced man. The other teenager slapped the paper, got up and kicked the table, and hit the red-faced man.

The big red-faced man snorted coldly, raised his right hand, and the teapot exploded on his thick arm, and pieces and tea splashed everywhere, but he himself did not suffer any harm.

After blocking the teapot with his right hand, his left hand spread his palm, pressing against the table that was hitting him, and his five fingers grabbed the edge of the table, and lifted it hard, and when he overturned the table, he slapped the bottom of the table with his right hand, and the whole table was back towards the boy in white.

The young man in white also slapped out with a palm, and the whole table was shattered from the middle. He was about to sarcastically, but the big man in red face turned into claws after the table was broken, trying to grab his throat. The young man in white immediately shifted his body. While avoiding the big man in red face, his body slightly rose and kicked the other person's chest. He wanted to kick the other person out with one kick, but he used the force to retreat. However, after the big man in red face was hit, his figure was not moving at all. Instead, he grabbed the young man in white with one hand, pulled and swung his arm, and threw it out directly, and smashed his body hard on a table not far away.

The three of them suddenly started to take action, which scared many diners. The place where the boy in white fell down made the few people nearby who were eating breakfast scream. They were so scared that they didn't care about eating the fried noodles they had just brought, and they fled quickly.

"And you, your turtle son!"

After the red-faced man threw the boy in white out, he immediately clenched his fists and rushed towards another boy beside him.

Although it seemed like an ordinary punch, a strong true energy flowed from its fist. At this moment, a punch was blown out, and immediately there was a pressure of pressure towards the boy.

The boy knew that he was defeated and would suffer a loss if he fought head-on. So he dodged sideways, but he didn't expect that the big red-faced man's punch was just a feint, and the other side had already slapped him. With a "pop", he slapped the boy hard on the face. The huge red marks covered the entire face, which was clearly visible.

The young man was dizzy by the slap and went backwards. He knew he had been tricked and was slapped in public. He immediately felt angry, covered his face with one hand, stared at the big man with a tight look, and said coldly: "You rat are born with courage! Do you know who we are?"

The big man with red face was scolded, but now he laughed: "Didn't the Turtle Son think I was so angry just now? Besides, you were a little wrong. I am indeed a Shu generation, but you, the Turtle Son, are really a rat generation!"

"You!" The young man was furious, but he had been slapped just now. If he went up to work hard, wouldn't he be humiliated?

Immediately, I said fiercely: "Wait for me!"

Immediately, I pulled up my companions and ran out quickly toward the inn door.

The big red-faced man picked up a teapot and threw it out, laughing and said, "Son of Turtle, he is really a rat, and he even fled so quickly!"

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! It was not until the two of them left the inn that they no longer saw them. The red-faced man then patted the tea that had splashed on him just now because of the fight. He sat back on his original position and shouted to the store: "Is the breakfast ready? Your son is quick to bring it up!"

Several people ate fried noodles, one of them ate a few bites randomly and cursed: "What's the thing? Let's fade out! It's still our spicy hand-pastry delicious!" [Note 1]

After eating, one of them asked, "How much?"

The inn servant said, "A bowl of fried noodles with eight patterns, and the guests have a total of forty cents."

"Son of Turtle, how dare you collect eight-texture coins for this thing?" The big man cursed, but was stopped by the person next to him. The man took out the forty-texture coins and put them on the table, and said, "This is forty-money, you can count them."

"The servant wanted to accept it, but when he saw the copper coins on the table, his face immediately became a little embarrassed and he whispered: "This... Liang Qian?"

Bashu is the territory of Liang State. It is not wrong to say that the people of Bashu pay Liang, but in the eyes of the people of Zhongzhou, Dongzhou and Nanzhou, Liang State is completely a remote and remote existence. If you pay with Liang State, it will have to double it anyway, and it will cost 80 cents of copper coins.

"Is there any problem with Liang Qian?" The man frowned. Although his temper is the best among the few people, it does not mean that he really has no temper. What does this hesitant attitude mean?

"Mom! The people in Guanzhong look down on us. Now that they come to Jingchu, even you, the turtle son, look down on us?" The big man blushed shouted angrily and was about to reach out to grab it. He was so scared that the inn servant wanted to retreat, but unexpectedly, his soles slipped and fell to the ground. He saw the inn manager coming out immediately and smiled at the few people: "No problem, no problem! Please calm down! The guest officials give Liang money, and the store will collect Liang money!"

After he finished speaking, he immediately gave a wink at the servant.

The servant immediately stood up and carefully packed up the things on the table. When he left, he almost staggered and fell down, which made the big blushing man laugh.

After seeing off the big men, the servant whispered to the manager: "Uncle Liu, it's okay for them to give Liang money, but if we smashed our tables and chairs, we would be at a loss like this?"

The manager glanced at him and said in a deep voice: "During this period, Jingchu has come to countless people, including dragons and snakes. Try to tolerate it as much as possible. If we can't afford to offend, we can only hide!"

"But I just can't stand it!" the servant said unwillingly.

The manager said: "Boy, how long have you been here? So you may not know much. The guests we entertain in our inn are mostly people in the world. There are heroes who help with the inns, and there are also villains who do evil. We can't figure out the other party's temper and don't know who the other party is, so if you can tolerate it without shaking the foundation, you can tolerate it. And, do you know who they are?"

"Who?" the servant said in confusion.

"If that red-faced man didn't brag just now, then they must be people from Zhejian Tower!" said the manager.

"Zhejian Tower?" The servant didn't understand even more.

The manager whispered: "Thirty years ago, I just came here to work like you. At that time, I was fortunate to be selected by the manager at that time and followed him to Bashu to discuss the branch. During that time, I heard about many deeds in the martial arts world that were circulating in Bashu, and Zhejian Tower was one of them!"

"In the world, the Zhejian Tower may not be as famous as Taibai Jianshan in Guanzhong, our Jingchu Zangjian Villa, or the Tiangong Pavilion in Xiangchu, but in Bashu, it is also a very famous existence besides the Tang Sect!"

"It is said that the owner of the Zhejian Tower has a strange personality. If he wins the battle with others, he will break the other party's sword to show humiliation. The disciples under the Zhejian Tower all inherited this style, and they are all fierce people. For example, the two young men just now, perhaps the red-faced man looked at their gorgeous clothes, and they probably had some background, so they didn't take any serious measures. Otherwise, if they were just scolding like this, they would probably be dead!"

After hearing this, the servant looked scared.

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