Chapter 333 [Teacher Is Famous]

This man with ordinary temperament but extraordinary moves is probably the strongest, almost at the third rank of master.

As for the three old men who walked in, the strong man whose palm was pierced by chopsticks was only professional level, and so were his companions.

Only the old man is a master, with a faint coercion in his breath.

This coercion has already touched the Grandmaster Realm.

Therefore, the old man is either a half-step master, or a ninth-grade master!

now.

The old man looked gloomy, looking at the man who was still eating noodles, his face was ugly and scary.

"My friend, this is our business. Are you taking too much care of it?"

The old man said in a deep voice.

The man didn't respond.

In the direction of the kitchen, there was a sudden sound of fighting.

and in the next moment—

"boom!"

There was a loud noise, and the aisle door leading to the back kitchen was shattered by a huge force.

Countless splinters shot out all over the place.

A large amount of dust was scattered all over the place, spreading to the hall outside, and it became extremely messy.

Following the sound, a figure flew out of the kitchen and hit the wall.

About forty-five or sixteen years old, wearing a chef's uniform, when he hit the wall, he vomited blood repeatedly, staining his chest, clothes and the floor red.

"dad!"

The girl was stunned and hurried over.

The proprietress also looked sad and angry, rushed over and hugged the middle-aged man on the ground.

The middle-aged man pushed the two of them, urging, "Go... go!"

His eyes were fixed on the direction of the kitchen, as if there was some horrible monster inside.

And the next moment, there were indeed three people in the kitchen, showing their figures from the dust.

Two of the big men were dressed in the same clothes as the strong man carrying the pork.

The other is a middle-aged fat man with a fat head, big ears, and a bloated waist.

"Brother Wu, why did you use so much force? If you beat someone to death, it would be hard to explain."

The half-white-haired old man, seeing this scene, said calmly.

"Don't worry, I have a measure."

The middle-aged fat man with big ears said loudly, and while speaking, his eyes scanned the scene.

Seeing the man who was still eating noodles, he also saw Tang Mubai.

However, when his eyes fell on the reduced version of the Yanbone Knife hanging on Tang Mubai's waist, he suddenly paused.

"This is... the treasure weapon flying knife?"

The middle-aged fat man with fat head and big ears stared at the Flaming Bone Flying Knife with greedy eyes.

"Brother Wu, what are you talking about? A treasure?"

The half-white-haired old man trembled when he heard it, and looked at Tang Mubai.

The next moment, the pupils dilated suddenly.

Looking at the red flying knife hanging on Tang Mubai's waist, his eyes brightened, and he said in a low voice, "Hey, it's really a treasure!"

There was also greed in his eyes.

Tang Mubai didn't move, eating the noodles calmly.

Seeing that Tang Mubai turned a blind eye to them, the fat middle-aged fat man was about to step forward and make a move.

"Boss Han, you are toasting and not drinking, do you want to drink fine wine?"

Just at this time, among the three people who came out of the kitchen, one of them was a big man, curling his lips and said in a strange voice, "It's your daughter's luck that we, Mr. Kun, have a crush on your daughter!"

"That's right!"

Hearing this, the half-white-haired old man looked away, looked at the three restaurant owners, and said with a gloomy face, "Boss Han, you are all the old father-in-law of Mr. Kun, how can you go back on your word? If you want to escape, don't beat me!" Is it our young master Kun's face?"

"Pooh!"

Boss Han, who fell on the ground, spat, gritted his teeth and said bitterly, "Who is the father-in-law of 'Pork Kun'? Old guy?"

"Ha ha."

The old man chuckled, "Boss Han, why bother? You see, our betrothal gifts have been delivered. If you don't accept it now, isn't it too late? If you want to go back on your word, tell me sooner!"

Pointing to the half fan of pork on the ground, the old man shook his head and sighed.

The fat middle-aged man and a few strong men also laughed strangely.

The man who was eating noodles scratched the chopsticks in his hand with a "click".

Seeing this, Tang Mubai looked up at him.

"Um?"

The half-white-haired old man also turned his head to look at him, frowned and said, "Brother Wu, pay attention, this guy is not simple."

"yes?"

After hearing this, the fat middle-aged fat man looked at him and was still eating noodles... Oh, no, the man is already drinking soup now.

"So, this guy is blocking us from doing things?" The fat middle-aged fat man stared at the man coldly and said indifferently.

"It's him who stopped us from taking people away just now." The old man said in a low voice.

"Then what are you waiting for? Get rid of this nosy guy first!"

The middle-aged fat man with fat head and big ears shouted loudly, wiped his waist, and in his hand, there was a soft sword flickering with cold light, curling up a white awn, his figure moved forward, and appeared in front of the man.

The sharp point of the sword pierced directly between the eyebrows of the man who had just raised his head!

The man who raised his head, facing the soft sword that suddenly stabbed in front of his eyes, seemed to have not seen it. He tilted his head back, and his eyes watched the soft sword pass over his face and stab back.

Then, his hand suddenly raised.

call out!

The long sword in the hand of the fat middle-aged fat man was grasped by him.

No matter how hard the fat middle-aged fat man tried, he couldn't take back the soft sword that was stabbed out, his face flushed quickly, and he glared at the man.

"Brother Wu, let me help you!"

Seeing this, the half-white-haired old man yelled loudly, his body swayed, and he swung a short knife with green marks on it, stabbing at the man's chest.

If the knife is stabbed, even if the man does not die, he will be seriously injured.

Because the dagger is poisonous!

At the critical moment, the proprietress not far away finally came back to her senses and raised her hand.

Whoosh!

A cold light flashed.

The half-white haired old man blocked the dagger he stabbed.

Bang!

There was a crisp sound.

The half-gray old man's attack was missed.

"You are courting death!"

The fat, big-eared middle-aged fat man who was caught by the man's soft sword saw it, his eyes spewed fire, his hands shook, and he shot out a burst of vigor, attacking the proprietress.

The proprietress rolled on the ground and hid.

At this time, Boss Han also took advantage of the situation and retreated to the corner.

When he stood up again, he was already standing in front of the proprietress and the girl, hating the old man.

The two sides are at a stalemate.

During the whole process, Tang Mubai, who saw it in his eyes, became more interested.

It's not that Tang Mubai likes to watch the excitement, but the old man and the middle-aged fat man said "Young Master Kun". If nothing else, he is exactly the target he is looking for, the eldest disciple of the Siji Patriarch, Xu Wenyou's son, Xu Shaokun!

This Xu Shaokun is extremely lustful.

From the mouth of the attacker who ambushed him, Tang Mubai learned about it.

When Xu Shaokun was in Xuanfeng City, he looked for women everywhere, and after following his father to Yuankang City, he was even more out of control.

As long as the woman he likes is directly forced to marry.

That's right, forced marriage!

On the surface of the marriage, in fact, there is no robbing of the slightest status.

Because of this, the teacher is famous, and the Anwu Bureau of Yuankang City and the Admiral's Mansion can't control it if they want to.

And the dowry gift he used was half a fan of pork.

The name of "Pork Kun" has been known to everyone in Yuankangcheng since then!