Those who can come to Yunzhu Tower are not poor people, and most of them care more about their face.

"Oh, you are a good business girl. Why don't you come with me to the Luliang Mountain and let me make you the mistress of the house."

The maid raised her eyebrows, full of displeasure.

"Get started!"

The next second, a "whoosh" sound came from the door, which immediately changed the black-faced man's expression.

"Brother, they have called for help. Let's help these two women and then we can leave."

The black-faced man rushed forward as he spoke. Next to him was a bald man who looked to be about 1.89 meters tall and very strong.

At the same time, two people from the Yudao Sect also drew their swords and stepped forward.

The restaurant was not big to begin with, and the two sides bumped into each other in the blink of an eye.

The next second, the sound of ping-pong was heard intensively. The two sides had already exchanged several moves in the blink of an eye, and at the same time, each of them felt a shock in their hearts.

Second-rate expert...

This shabby restaurant actually has a second-rate expert? The black-faced man was afraid of being dragged down, while the people from the Imperial Sword Sect were worried about the people who were still sitting there and not taking action.

The man who is called brother by these two is most likely a thief with extremely high skills.

Sure enough, after seeing the depth of the martial arts skills of the Yu Dao Sect members, a middle-aged man in his thirties or forties who was sitting there could no longer sit still.

Suddenly the middle-aged man moved. In a breath, he suddenly came to the side of the black-faced man and slapped the Yu Dao Guards of the Yu Dao Sect.

The Sword Guards had been keeping an eye on their boss, and suddenly their hearts tightened. They changed the sword in their hands from chopping to blocking, instantly blocking the sudden palm strike.

However, before he could be happy, his face changed and the huge force from the knife suddenly made him fly backwards.

First-class...

The middle-aged man struck out with his palm without even looking, then turned around and came to the side of the monk.

At this moment, the Sword Guard's face changed. He dodged the monk's fierce stick and chopped towards the middle-aged man who appeared.

Although the middle-aged man did not use any weapon, he was much more ferocious than the black-faced man and the monk. He stretched out his hand and grasped the blade of the Sword Guard just right.

The sword guard's face changed, but he could neither move the sword forward nor pull it out at all.

The monk was not idle either. He hit the air with his stick and kicked the Imperial Sword Guard.

This time the Sword Guard did not dodge. There was a "bang" sound, followed by a crisp "click" sound, and the man flew several meters away.

At this moment, the maid and Shen Youwei both changed color.

Before the two could escape, the middle-aged man had already stood in front of Shen Youwei, and said with a half-smile: "If you don't accept my toast, you will be punished. When we get to the village, I will definitely let you know what it means to be unable to live or die."

Shen Youwei's face changed, she reached out and took out a dagger and was about to commit suicide, but she obviously didn't take the other person seriously by doing this.

The knife was just taken out and was knocked to the ground before it even came out of the sheath.

"Oh, I didn't expect she was such a chaste woman."

"What a coincidence. We like girls like you the most."

Just as the middle-aged man was about to reach out to grab Shen Youwei, a sense of uneasiness suddenly rang in his heart.

The middle-aged man did not dare to hesitate and quickly stepped back. The next second, a chopstick brushed past his body and pierced into the wooden table.

A "dong" sound was heard, and the wooden chopsticks penetrated the wood only an inch.

The middle-aged man glanced at the wooden chopsticks and said in a deep voice to the box where Li Xiuzhu was, "I don't know which friend is here. Yao Gai from Luliang Mountain greets you, brother."

Li Xiuzhu definitely didn't have time to change his appearance, so he just wore a mask.

He looked down through the window and sneered, "Brother? I don't have brothers like you who would forcibly seize women."

Hearing Li Xiuzhu's voice, Shen Youwei was startled and stared at the masked man Li Xiuzhu.

Was it him? Yao Gai's face turned black at this moment, but he really couldn't wash his hands of this matter.

"Although you are a skilled martial artist, we are not weak either. Don't let this cost you your life."

Li Xiuzhu laughed when he heard this. Could it be that this fool couldn't see the situation clearly? Li Xiuzhu pulled out a handful of chopsticks from the bamboo tube and threw them out suddenly.

The flying chopsticks made the three people change color instantly. For a moment, the three of them kept dodging and knocking down the chopsticks, but the power of the chopsticks was far beyond their imagination.

The monk who was dancing with a stick with great vigor was the first to be hit. Two of the three chopsticks were stuck in his legs and one in his stomach.

Fortunately, he did not stop and barely blocked the other three chopsticks that could have killed him.

The second person injured was not the black-faced man, but Yao Gai.

Yao Gai was still confident in himself. For the first chopstick, he thought the opponent was just a sneak attack and was good at using hidden weapons. But when the chopstick hit him this time, he realized something was wrong.

Yao Gai's face suddenly changed. He had made a mistake. With such strong internal energy, even if he was not a peerless master, he was probably almost there.

He barely managed to knock a chopstick away, and his body shape and steps were distorted, with a chopstick instantly nailed to his shoulder.

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

Fortunately, Yao Gai had rich experience in fighting against enemies. He used the force of the chopsticks to step forward and quickly retreated two steps, thus avoiding the remaining chopsticks.

But even so, it made him break out in a cold sweat.

The black-faced sturdy man used an axe. Although the axe was very powerful, he was not good at wielding it.

So when he saw the chopsticks, the black-faced man stepped back violently, covering most of his vital parts with the axe blade.

The next second, he groaned again, and was knocked back several steps with the sound of tinkling.

Seeing this, Yao Gai dared not stay any longer.

"It is Yao Gai who is offending today, goodbye."

After Yao Gai finished speaking, he moved quickly, grabbed his two brothers and ran outside.

Li Xiuzhu did not chase after him, as he had already heard the sounds of warriors approaching.

If I'm not mistaken, these people should be the Imperial Sword Guards.

The capital is the headquarters of the Imperial Sword Guards. If no one arrives to provide support within three minutes, that would be a miracle.

Although it was less than three minutes at this time, more than a minute had already passed.

Not until this moment did the two women below calm down from their shock.

Shen Youwei glanced at the two injured people and said, "Xiao Tao, take good care of the two officers of the Imperial Sword Guard. I will go and thank my benefactor."

Xiaotao glanced at Shen Youwei and nodded.

To be honest, she also wanted to come up and thank her benefactor, but her status was indeed not as good as Shen Youwei's.

If it were me, I would also like to thank Shen Youwei and everyone else.

Just as Shen Youwei went upstairs, shouts and screams were heard outside.

Li Xiuzhu didn't care about the results outside, but was thinking about whether he would be exposed.

Today's incident happened suddenly, I hope there will be no accidents.

Not long after, there was a knock on the door, and the next second it was pushed open.

Li Xiuzhu looked at Shen Youwei, and Shen Youwei also looked at Li Xiuzhu.

Finally, Shen Youwei asked softly, "Brother-in-law, is that you?"

Li Xiuzhu's mouth twitched. He really didn't like this title...

But he did not refute, but asked: "How often do such things happen on weekdays?"

(End of this chapter)