The night is glimmering, the night breeze is glimmering, the street pedestrians want to sleep, and the tavern inn is intoxicating. This time, with food, especially drinking a little wine, almost half a step is lazy.

“Master, don’t you have that handsome woman singing in the store?”“A song?”. .

A hotel, full of wine and people sitting there lazy, sleep early, they think to find a fun.

It is a man who speaks of a man, chubby, very greasy, and looks at the rich master.

The shop came over with a smile and bent down: "guest officer, we are an inn, serving the masters with some meals, rest, singing ... another buckle..."

So the man immediately hurried: “What did you say about him?”Is the man who lacks your money?”. .

A big piece of silver patted it on the table: enough?Don’t you want to call the old man?The rest of the money belongs to you.

In full view of the public, the store was cursed alive, although it is common to open the door to pick up some people, but it is true that some can not be erased.

Just prepared to call the man before, but saw such a large piece of silver in front of him, the treasurer immediately waved his hand again, and his face smiled again: "Good to say, well, such a large piece of silver is enough...

“Hahaha, what is Master?Or the silver of this white flower flower", people can't help but take these two people to pull up, the atmosphere suddenly lively a lot of people.

“Laugh, laugh, what laughs?If each of you could bring out such a large piece of silver, I would call you—Lord, call each other.”

The treasurer looked at the people, holding the silver tightly in his hand, and slowly left in a laugh.

Ordinary people, ordinary things, every day is actually almost the same, busy stealing, but also a pleasure...

“Come, drink this bowl, and there will be a more energetic place later.”

In the nameless cottage, a gang of bandits and small leaders were holding a glass of wine bowl, and the table lost a lot of meat and bones, and the scene was the same as those inn.

“Brother, what does this song mean?It’s better to start a jump, that’s called good-looking.”

A small head leader holding the wine bowl and staggered to the big house and said, “Little brother, I... I can’t, I want to go out and let the water...”

Leave the wine bowl, this staggered out, only to hear a cry behind: "Hi, has not yet begun to jump, this can't do it?"Cut... the seed.”

A night of wind blowing, the little leader a clever, after which is very comfortable feeling.

“Hey, what about old man?Somebody has to pee their pants, who is the filial pup?’. .

The little head-leader tugged his trousers, and his mouth was still hummed, but suddenly he felt that there was a figure passing in front of him, but he soon disappeared.

“Oh, hey?What is this?”He shook his head, blinked his eyes, and then looked at them, and saw the familiar grass.

“Did he really drink too much?”Look at the eyes?”With that in his mouth, he went inside again.

"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

On his deathbed, he looked away, but he never saw the brothers who were guarding the doorsteps on weekdays.

“Big brother, no, no, someone wants to take us to the cottage.”

I don't know where a mountain bandit came out, and when he entered the door, he fell to the ground and panicked: "At the door, dozens of brothers have been killed..."

“Who is so bold?”. .

A big man patted the table and instantly held the big knife of the recliner in his hand: "Brothers, fuck the fellows, and the old man to the door to see, it is the one who does not die..."

In this way, people have raised their weapons, a dead rhythm.

Only some people are too hard, drunk, and some are unstable.

“Brother, do you want to send someone to tell the 9th Lord?”It seems that some people come to the head, I am worried . . .

He was talking to an old man, but he had no weapons in his hand, and it seemed to be a strategy.

The boss waved his hand and said, "That's your business, and the nine masters are responsible for the handover, ... Lao Tzu no matter... so many people, are they afraid that they will not fail?". .

That year, the man immediately nodded, took two of his followers to the side of the aisle, hurried away, completely running for his life.

"This is a waste of money, I don't know how the nine masters see how to see a person?"The boss jumped at the table and rushed to the door.

The people raised their large knives and followed them, shouting much stronger.

Under the light, a long sword glittered, and when the hand fell, the continuous shouting gradually stopped a lot, replaced by a response.

“Brother, what’s the head?Can I register?The old man does not kill the nameless ghost.”

Seeing the people around him fell down one by one, the so-called boss also became the boss of the light pole, and no one could send him, leaving only his own foot and a big tone.

“What are you?”Is that my name, you can ask?”. .

Zhong Yi turned around and said coldly: "Say, how much silver have you hidden behind your master in these years?"That’s the account, right?”. .

The old man was sitting on the ground: did he?Was it Chen Cui 9 sent to extermination?

Arguably, this should not be, the old man is to kill him, he Chen Cui Jiu is also for Chen Tan, why move "his own people"?

A "master" rather than "nine master", so that this small cottage of the big family completely embarrassed.

"No matter who it is, Lao Tzu only recognizes silver, but whoever wants the old man's life, it is important for the old man to save his life."

The boss quickly calculated something, immediately knelt down in the ground and said: "This brother, you came out to run out for money, he Chen Cui Jiu dared to do it to me today, can't keep tomorrow is to take you, Chen Tan is no exception, the old fox..."

It is important for this big family to decide whether to save his life first: say, how much money you want, as long as the brothers have to give you, only ask the brother to raise your noble hand, forgive the next base life, he reported the great grace every day.

“A thousand, is it enough?”The man was already on his knees.

I have to say, can sit in the boss's position, or some of the most impressive.

He turned around, and the sword of his hand spun again, and the man who looked at it was a mess.

‘Ah, my legs . . .’ and a moment later a cry of mourning, full of life-saving sounds.

“All the silver in our cottage is...”

The boss raised a pair of blood hands and was powerless: “All to you, all to you, to spare a little life...”

On the side of the mountain, the old man who reported to Chen Cui Jiu was rushing down the mountain, but was stumbling by the weeds at his feet, but when he looked up, he missed two attendants.

When I turned around again, I saw a long sword in front of me.

"The Lord trusts you so much, you even carry Chen Cui Jiu, and the small cottage's own private silver, so much courage."

The man said coldly, and then the sword went up again.

The man immediately knelt down and begged for forgiveness: "Wrong, this is really wrongly small, how dare you do it?". .

The person in front of him immediately stopped: "Less nonsense, if you want to live, take the money..."