Cheng Yaojin's luck was really bad today. Zhang Xuan gave him two cents of money and asked him to go out for a walk and drink a glass of water and wine. Unexpectedly, as he was walking on the street, he slipped into the brothel.

Just as Cheng Yaojin was flirting with a group of vulgar fans in front of the brothel, the wallet he tied to his waist was stolen by several children. Cheng Yaojin was furious and chased him all the way. Unfortunately, he was not familiar with the place and chased him to a dead-end alley, and the wallet and the child were gone.

At this time, Cheng Yaojin sat alone in a tavern and sulked. He encountered such a bird incident as soon as he arrived in Taiyuan. He failed to steal fish, but lost his hair. Think about it, two cents of money! Two thousand cents of money can be found, and he can find a good fan head. He doesn’t even sound, and it will disappear. Damn little thief!

Cheng Yaojin became more and more angry as he thought about it. He punched the table hard and cursed: "Dog thief!"

He alarmed the bartender not far away with his punch. The bartender hurriedly stepped forward and smiled, "Do you have any instructions?"

Cheng Yaojin waved his hand, "It's okay, but... I'll give me two more pots of wine, so I'll ask for the best wine, and I'll just roast chicken!"

The bartender was a little embarrassed. The shopkeeper just now wanted to pay attention to this person. Most people would bring their money bags when they came in to drink, but this person did not see the bags containing money.

Moreover, he was wearing a coarse cloth short jacket, not like a rich young man who paid the bills with gold. He still had a foreign accent. He ordered so many wines and dishes alone, how could he pay the bills then?

The bartender pointed to more than a dozen wines and dishes on the table and said carefully: "How about the customer's account of these wines and dishes, and I'll get you the wine, how about it?"

Cheng Yaojin was furious and slapped the table and said, "Do you think I can't afford the bill?"

His slap was so loud that all the drinkers around him were startled. They looked at him together. Several young men next to him looked at him in surprise. One of the youngest people laughed in a low voice: "Second brother, I feel like the master next to me is going to be owed the debt!"

This sentence is not too big or small, Cheng Yaojin could hear it clearly, and he glared fiercely at the eyes of him, "What are you talking about?"

A handsome young man quickly pulled his brother, "Don't talk nonsense, you will offend people!"

Several teenagers stopped saying a word. Cheng Yaojin grabbed the bartender's clothes and said viciously: "What do you mean?"

"No...no!" The bartender waved his hand in a hurry, "The villain definitely has no meaning."

"If you don't have that meaning, just bring me some wine and food!"

Cheng Yaojin's tone was very fierce. The bartender was afraid and had to get him some food and drinks. Although he was fierce and harsh, Cheng Yaojin did have a secret. He didn't have a penny on him. He asked him to pay the bill later.

However, such a small thing is not a problem for Cheng Yaojin. He often eats this kind of overlord meal in Dong'a County, and he has his own solutions.

While drinking, Cheng Yaojing carefully observed the situation in the surrounding restaurants. The restaurant he chose was a street-facing restaurant called "Sanjin Restaurant". It is three stories high, with a lot of guests, and the business is very prosperous.

His seat was located on the second floor, but unfortunately he didn't get a seat by the window. The one nearest to him was seated down by several teenagers.

Cheng Yaojin's method of eating a tycoon meal is simple and effective. He first takes the bartender away, then provokes trouble and creates chaos, and then runs away from the chaos. It is best to sit by the window so that he can jump out of the window and escape.

When he just sat down, he found the target of provocation, which was the four teenagers next to him. Generally, the teenagers were weak and easy to bully, and were impulsive and irritable. They didn't care about fighting. Seeing that they seemed to be dressed in good clothes, it should be fine to compensate the restaurant for the losses.

Cheng Yaojin was already full of food and was about to leave. He remembered that the teenagers had almost exposed him just now, and he was very annoyed. He glanced at the bartender and saw that the bartender had a bitter face down the stairs, he immediately swung a plate of broken fish and smashed the teenagers next to him hard.

‘Ba!’ The dish plate was hitting the boy with a brocade robe who was talking just now, and the snow-white brocade robe was immediately stained with a large amount of oil.

The four teenagers did not expect that the person next to them suddenly attacked. They were stunned for a moment. Cheng Yaojin simply swung the dish plate and smashed it with a crackling sound, cursing: "A few bastards, I want to teach you a lesson, and I dare to slander me."

Several young men were furious and swung their fists and rushed up. Cheng Yaojin quickly took two steps back, kicked the wine table with one foot, and two screens fell down, and the drinkers around him were in chaos.

"I've killed someone, run away!"

Cheng Yaojin shouted and took the opportunity to fan the flames, making the second floor even more chaotic. The drinkers pushed each other, mixed with the screams of several women. The table was overturned, the dishes were smashed, and everyone rushed toward the stairs.

Cheng Yaojin was extremely proud. The next step was that he knocked down a few teenagers, and then he could leave from the window calmly. This was his supernatural skill, which was tried and tested.

Unexpectedly, he encountered a little trouble today. Several young men actually knew martial arts skills, and their martial arts skills were not weak. Cheng Yaojin quickly fell into a disadvantage by one against three. In just a moment, he was hit by more than a dozen punches on his head. Not to mention slipping away from the window, he could not even go downstairs.

Three teenagers fisted and kicked Cheng Yaojin like a lantern, and made a sharp move.

These teenagers are naturally the Li brothers, Li Shimin, Li Yuanji and Li Xiaogong, who are greeting Li Xuanba, who had just returned from Zhongnan Mountain, but unexpectedly they met Cheng Yaojin who was preparing to eat the King of the King.

Li Shimin was caught off guard, and his white brocade robe was hit by a plate of residual soup and water, ticking stains. Even though he was calm, he was a fifteen-year-old boy after all. How could he bear this anger? He was furious in his heart.

At this time, the shopkeeper received a report from the bartender and led a dozen friends to the second floor, shouting loudly: "Where is the scoundrel who eats the King's meal?"

Cheng Yaojin complained secretly, and it would be too late to leave. While resisting the punches of the three brothers, he looked around for opportunities. He saw a black charcoal boy standing next to him. Although he was tall and strong, he looked silly and was grinning.

Cheng Yaojin thought to himself, "Maybe this black boy doesn't know martial arts, so he watched the battle next to him, and he would take him as a hostage."

Cheng Yaojin kicked Li Yuanji away, revealing a loophole. He seized the opportunity and rushed out of the siege. He rushed to the front of Hei Tan Boy in two steps, reached out to grab him at his neck, "Little Hei Tan, let's have fun with Grandpa Cheng!"

The boy Hei Tan was stunned for a moment. The master did not allow him to fight with others, so he had to watch the battle. This guy was going to fight with him. He immediately grinned, "Old Hei Tan, this is something you asked for!"

Cheng Yaojin suddenly felt lighter, his legs flew away from the ground, his mind became dizzy, as if he was turning the world upside down. When he woke up a little, he realized that he was actually hanging in the air, and his back was held high.

He turned his head with difficulty and realized that it was the black boy who lifted him in the air. Cheng Yaojin couldn't help but complain secretly. He thought that the black boy had the weakest martial arts skills, but he didn't expect that he was the strongest one. He weighed 160 or 70 kilograms, and he seemed to be catching a chick.

"Little Hei Tan, put me down quickly!"

"Old Hei Tan, how do you think we play?"

"Obe obedient, let go of my brother, I'll give you money to buy candy."

"Hehe! You don't even have money to eat, so how can you buy candy?"

Cheng Yaojin was immediately angry and gritted his teeth and said, "Let grandpa down quickly, otherwise I will see how I deal with you!"

"Okay! I'm afraid of you, so I let you go."

As he said that, the black boy threw Cheng Yaojin into the air casually. Cheng Yaojin was so scared that his voice changed, "Grandpa Black Charcoal, ancestor Black Charcoal, don't throw it away!"

The black boy gently caught him again and laughed, "Do you want to come down?"

"I'm out of sight, please let me go!" Cheng Yaojin begged again.

"Then I will relax your muscles and bones! My master likes to ask me to pinch him the most."

The black charcoal boy was very entertained and grabbed Cheng Yaojin's arm and squeezed it gently. Cheng Yaojin suddenly howled like a pig in pain.

He grabbed Cheng Yaojin's neck and raised him into the air with one arm, and said with a smile: "Didn't you just see that I look honest and want to play with me?"

Cheng Yaojin was pinched and felt pain, but he couldn't scream. Tears and snot flowed down his eyes and noses, but he was very clear in his heart. What kind of disaster star did he encounter today? Is this black charcoal boy a human or a ghost?

Li Shimin hurriedly shouted: "Xuanba, enough, let him down!"

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When Zhang Xuan returned to the inn, he happened to encounter a large amount of delivery in the store. The yard was filled with boxes and sacks, and more than a dozen newly bought camels. The guys were busy counting the goods.

"Young Master Zhang, here!"

When Zhang Xuan turned around, he saw Zhao Shan calling him. Zhang Xuan walked forward with a smile, "Did Lord Zhao come back so early?"

"I bought everything I wanted, and today it went surprisingly well."

Perhaps because of the smooth work, Zhao Shan was in good spirits and had a smile on his face. He patted a tall camel and said with a smile: "These fifteen camels are good. They were the foot strength I bought for the young master. The goods next to them were also like 500 pieces of high-quality silk."

"I'm really troubled Master Zhao."

"No need to be polite."

Zhao Shan looked at both sides and whispered: "I advise my son to let Cheng Yaojin go! I am knowledgeable and this person is definitely not a good person. He may cause unintentional disaster to the son on the road."

Zhang Xuan smiled and said, "Thank you, Zhao Dongzhu, for reminding me, but I know what to do with him."

As soon as he finished speaking, a noise came from outside the gate in the distance, and a friend rushed over, "Young Master Zhang, Cheng Zhijie has been taken back, it seems a bit bad!"

"Take it back?"

Zhang Xuan frowned and walked quickly towards the gate. A carriage stopped at the entrance of the yard. Cheng Yaojin got out of the carriage, was beaten with a bruised nose and swollen face, tied his hands, and was dejected. Four teenagers followed him, and a tall black charcoal boy was holding a rope.

Zhang Xuan's face suddenly sank and shouted angrily: "Who are you, why do you abuse my guy so much?"

Li Shimin stepped forward and bowed, "This young man, we did not abuse him. His appearance was the result of a fight, and we were beaten up by him. Besides, we came back in a carriage and saved his face."

Zhang Xuan saw that their faces were also bluish and purple, and his clothes were torn. There were large purple stains on the shoulders of the boy in front of him, and he didn't know what happened.

"You guys untie the rope first, I'll solve it if you have any."

Li Shimin winked at Li Xiaogong. Li Xiaogong pulled out the dagger and broke Cheng Yaojin's rope. Even though Cheng Yaojin was as thick as a city wall, he couldn't help but feel ashamed in front of Zhang Xuan. He slipped into the yard without saying a word and went straight into the room.

Zhang Xuan was a little surprised. The young man was at least eighteen or nineteen years old, but the young man in brocade was the leader.

He glanced at Cheng Yaojin's back and asked, "What's wrong?"

"That's right. Your guy is having a tycoon meal in a restaurant and provoked us to create chaos, but we were stopped. The shopkeeper led someone to beat him, and we stopped him. I compensated the restaurant for the losses. I don't want to care about anything with your guy, but I hope you can give me an explanation."

Li Shimin spoke very concisely and clearly, and didn't say much. Zhang Xuan immediately understood the causes and consequences. Before he could speak, Zhao Shan beside him gritted his teeth and scolded: "I just said he was a troublemaker. He actually went to eat the King's meal. We were all thrown away by him."

Zhang Xuan also cursed in his heart. It was this kind of virtue that he didn't think it was because of his virtue. He didn't think it was because the boy in front of him meant.
Chapter completed!