The third brother and his group were not kind at first glance - which teahouse has nothing to do to raise a strong man of more than ten as a friend? They must be waiting to extort money when they open this black store, and they have to make up for the money they are unreasonable. Today, when they meet Liu Xiaoliu, they really take up three points first. No wonder they all breathe heavily in their nostrils. This is a good thing that a pie falls from the sky.

I asked tentatively: "How much do you want?" After all, it was Liu Xiaoliu, and I would admit it as long as it was a "reasonable blackmail".

The third brother said: "One thousand eight hundred and eight."

"Eh?" When I heard that this number was basically reliable. Although it might be worth hundreds of dollars to smash those things, it was not much to say that it was because of such a big battle!

A trace of cunning flashed in the third brother's eyes and said, "I'm talking about tea money."

“What tea is so expensive?”

"Good Dahongpao!"

I said patiently: "I'll compensate!"

"Slow down!" The third brother waved his hand and said, "The tea money is 1,888, and it's more than this to break these furniture."

"How much do you want?" I wisely put my wallet back, and I knew that I had no hope of solving this problem with money.

The third brother pretended to behave and said, "I'll calculate it for you slowly. Your sister broke our five Qing Dynasty tea cups, two Song Dynasty teapots, and smashed many of our Ming Dynasty furniture. We do not want to turn against our customers. I'll give you the tea money, so you can give it an integer of 100,000 yuan."

Nezha suddenly said, "What if we don't give money?"

"Don't give money?" The third brother sneered, "The man came in straight and went out horizontally, the woman--" He looked at Liu Xiaoliu, gritted his teeth, and said against his conscience, "The woman sold her to the mountains to be a wife." In order to enhance his reputation, a group of gangsters laughed dryly.

I said to Nezha behind me in a very low voice: "You protect Xiaoliu and run away first, and then ask the four heavenly kings to save me." Then I said, "Doll, you follow Nezha too."

The baby in the heaven said, "Don't worry about me, I won't go anywhere!"

Nezha said: "Brother Xiaoqiang, can I leave this matter to me?"

"I'll ask you, can you fight?" This matter depends on Nezha's condition in the final analysis. If he loses his magic power like the four heavenly kings, it will be useless. Then the three of us and one of the dolls will be completely defeated - even the heavenly dolls have to be removed! If he can still fight, it would be much easier: Just fight!

Nezha said, "I will never fight with people easily." He threw down this stupid sentence and stepped forward and said to his third brother: "Are your teapots and tea bowls really valuable?"

"That's more to say?"

"What era did you just say this teapot come from?"

The third brother stared and said, "It's from the Qing Dynasty!"

Nezha said: "But you were clearly from the Song Dynasty just now. I'll ask you again, what era are these furniture from?"

"Original from the Song Dynasty!"

"I'm wrong again. You just said it was from the Ming Dynasty. Now I'll ask you again: What dynasty is the teapot from?"

The third brother was not sure this time and said vaguely: "Original from the Song Dynasty?"

Nezha asked tirelessly: "Where is that tea bowl?"

The third brother was completely confused: "Origin of the Ming Dynasty?" A younger brother next to him reminded: "Third brother, the tea bowl is from the Qing Dynasty!"

The third brother slapped him aside and shouted, "Damn it, I said that the verbal verbal is the one that is the one that is the one that is the one that is the one that is the one that is the one that is used to play with a little talk!"

Nezha was patient but surprisingly good, and asked again: "You said the tea you gave to the guests was Dahongpao, so how much does this Dahongpao cost per pound?"

The third brother casually said, "Didn't you tell you? One thousand eight hundred and eight!"

Nezha said: "A pound is so much, can you make tea for the guests a whole pound?"

"That's one or two!"

Nezha smiled and said, "You don't know how much this tea costs at all, do you?"

I reminded him behind him: "Nezha, now is not the time to practice mouth..."

The third brother collapsed and said, "Fuck! Are you really stupid or pretending to be stupid? I said that the sky is a triangle and the day is a triangle!"

Nezha patiently said: "If you say the Nine Heavens, it's really not a triangle, it should be like this..." He began to gesture with his hands.

The third brother jumped and said, "I'm useless now, do you believe it?"

Nezha signaled him to calm down, and then said casually: "Actually, I just want to ask you the truth: Are you blackmailing us?"

The third brother was already the Three Corpse Gods furious and shouted: "How about I just blackmail you?"

"Thank you!" Before Nezha finished speaking, the person in front of me had turned into a shadow and rushed up. Then he heard two "bang bang" sounds. The third brother was beaten by him and flew straight out. Nezha did not stop at all. He turned his body and attacked the three gangsters on the right. This time, the "bang bang" sounded continuously, and the three people were beaten to the head and faces by Nezha in an instant. Nezha kicked the side in the air. The three of them folded into a row and smashed into the corner of the wall, crushing countless tables, chairs and benches from the Ming Dynasty or the Qing Dynasty...

The gangsters surrounded us and were very cautious. They must have thought that we would struggle dyingly, so Nezha was not too unexpected to them. As soon as the third brother fell to the ground, the other gangsters were in a panic, but Nezha was too fast. When most of the gangsters reacted, the three people were also solved.

Nezha killed the three on the right and turned around to deal with the three on the left. These three were ready and danced the stick in their hands, but Nezha's figure swayed around. With the sound of "bang bang", the three on the left were beaten into a blurry face in less than half a minute. I accidentally glanced at Nezha's move - he punched very quickly, but at this moment he actually used eight arms to work hard. In other words, even if his opponent could defend his hands, there were still six hands waiting for them! But Nezha's move was too fast, and the gangsters could not tell that they had been hit by a black hand after being hit. This caused a very interesting phenomenon - a gangster was hit by a fist on his face, and seven lumps appeared on his body at the same time...

The two gangsters at the entrance of the stairs watched helplessly as Nezha's fists were almost at the point where they were all "phantoms". They were surprised to know that close combat would definitely not be able to go, so they hurriedly hid under the aisle and threw teapots and tea bowls upwards. The two of them threw things up with four hands. Nezha took them leisurely, and then returned them to Zhaodi and threw them back.

The rhythm of the two gangsters throwing hidden weapons is like this "swoosh-swoosh-"

The rhythm of Nezha throwing hidden weapons is like this: swish swish swish swish swish swish swish swish (omit 76 swish)!

Anyway, I saw that all the teapots and tea bowls upstairs were thrown down like a meteor that was driving the moon. After 15 seconds, a gangster at the entrance of the corridor was shot all over and rolled downstairs with a loud noise. The other was still fighting stubbornly. Just as he picked up a plate from the ground and before he could throw it away, his head was hit by more than 20 teapots one after another. Although Nezha couldn't see him, he was not sure of his head, but he had a density and suppression! The last survivor among the gangsters swayed twice, leaning on the handrail and not moving.

Nezha withdrew his magical powers, patted his original hands, and said disdainfully: "Go to me faster than you, do you think you are a centipede spirit?"

Nezha fights with the teahouse version of the nine golden flowers, which took 1 minute, 17 seconds, and won the game!

Liu Xiaoliu hid behind me and didn't even finish pretending to be frightened. The rack was finished!

I just picked up the stool and didn't wait to do anything, and the gangsters lay down without any conscience. I was surprised and happy and said, "What's the situation? Nezha, don't you know how to fight?"

Nezha said lightly: "I said I can't fight with people easily, it's not that I can't fight."

Liu Xiaoliu picked up a plate and threw it at the third brother. Nezha dissuaded: "Sixth Princess, calm down, they have no resistance anymore."

Liu Xiaoliu snorted angrily: "He scolded my dad!"

"Oh, then you fight." After all, it was related to the face of the superior leader, so Nezha ignored it.

I pointed at my third brother and said in pain: "Just cause trouble!"

Just then there was a mountain sound downstairs, and someone said angrily: "Who dares to smash my shop?" I leaned down and saw a man with a low head rushing in with another group of people in murderous intent. He looked up and looked at me, subconsciously ran away.

I shouted, "Stop!"
Chapter completed!