Feng Qing fiddled with the buttons of the mahjong machine in her hand again.

When she was wondering when these customers could go to buy mahjong, she suddenly heard a person stand up from a chair.

Everyone else in the inn was startled.

Feng Qing looked down and saw that the person standing up was the big brother who looked very much like Chow Yun Fat. She had a natural liking for this big brother, and when she saw him standing up, she liked him even more.

See, among so many people, only this big brother is an action man.

Zhou Bai pressed the table in panic.

He just stood up because he suddenly had something to ask the shopkeeper.

But after standing up, he suddenly realized that his action was indeed a bit too abrupt.

Now the people around him were looking at him in surprise.

"Zhou Bai, what happened?" The elder of Songshan Sect asked in a low voice. Zhou Bai quickly shook his head and said, "No, nothing."

He sat down slowly under the watchful eyes of the crowd. Now he realized what it was like to sit on pins and needles. It was not a good feeling to be stared at by the eyes of the whole audience.

"You have been looking so bad since just now." The only woman at the table suddenly said, "Did something happen?"

The moment the other party spoke, Zhou Bai thought of many things in his mind.

He could hear a hint of doubt in the woman's voice.

This woman may have realized what was going on.

You know, women's intuition is sometimes always more sensitive.

Zhou Bai could actually stand up and slam the table right now, and then loudly say that his dagger was taken away by the shopkeeper above.

Although the shopkeeper's Qinggong is very superb, so many people are gathered together now, and they also have their own sects to rely on. In this situation, the shopkeeper may not be able to do anything to them.

And this should have been the most correct decision.

If it weren't for the words just spoken by the shopkeeper.

If it weren't for the words that made his mind go blank.

The shopkeeper said that the dagger was hers, what's going on?

Although Zhou Bai never dared to let down his guard when facing Feng Wuhen, he didn't think the other party would lie about such words.

First, as a master, he always needs a little face, and second, Feng Wuhen doesn't seem like the kind of person who would tell lies casually.

The tone of her voice was just like she was joking with a familiar friend, and her tone was relaxed and even carried a hint of teasing. Zhou Bai subconsciously felt that what she said was indeed true.

But if she was telling the truth, then who did the dagger belong to?

Zhou Bai's elders had clearly written in the notes they left behind that the dagger belonged to Alliance Leader Yun. How could a weapon have two owners?

Zhou Bai knew that he might be doing something wrong at this moment, but at that moment, his mouth was even faster than his brain.

He did not tell the truth to the woman.

The desire to find out the truth overwhelmed Zhou Bai's reason, and he answered almost without thinking, "Just now I... was a little affected, I'm really sorry."

"Affected? Affected by what?" The woman asked in confusion.

She didn't understand what Zhou Bai meant.

Zhou Bai's voice was just heard by the senior from Songshan Sect behind him. He immediately looked over, carefully observed Zhou Bai's expression, and asked with concern, "Can you still hold on?" "

I can still do it." Zhou Bai nodded.

"I remember that it wasn't like this last time. Why is it so this time..." The senior from Songshan Sect stopped talking halfway. Although the woman next to him didn't understand what they were talking about, she knew what to do and didn't ask any more questions.

Zhou Bai's heart was pounding. He knew that he had just lied.

Before he came here, he thought that he would be fine even if he died with this shopkeeper, but now he actually lied for her.

Is this really okay?

He inadvertently raised his head and glanced at the shopkeeper again, but suddenly saw that she was smiling at him with her head down.

That expression was full of a meaningful feeling, as if she had seen through his little tricks, but she was not angry, but looked at him as if she was watching a child playing fools.

Zhou Bai lowered his head suddenly.

At this moment, the number of people in the kitchen suddenly increased for some reason. An Huoshaxi said impatiently, "Why are you here too? The kitchen is very crowded now, okay?"

"Yes, didn't the shopkeeper tell you to hide in the house and not come out?" Feng Xiruo also said.

For some reason, many guests crowded into the small kitchen. Some of them had been staying in the inn for a long time, while others were just staying for a short time. But now, everyone was crowded in.

At this moment, everyone was looking out like a wife-waiting rock, and they were all in unison.

"It's very important. Whether the shopkeeper can win today will determine whether we can live here in the future."

Bai Yan'er, who had an important relationship with the shopkeeper before, was now leaning on the window and pressed Xiao Bai down.

"Indeed." Someone nearby nodded, "If we are kicked out of the inn, most of us will be homeless."

"Then we don't have to squeeze in here..."

Li Qi wanted to rush out several times, but was pushed back by the inn's waiters.

The inn's waiters had to keep an eye on what was happening in front of them while guarding against whether Li Qi would go berserk at any time.

The small back kitchen became more lively for a while.

Feng Qing looked at the man who looked like Chow Yun-fat, slammed the table and stood up, then sat back down suddenly.

She was stunned by this set of actions, wondering what these guys were doing?

Now, the shopkeeper Feng suddenly felt a little strange.

She looked at the movements and expressions of the people below, and after analyzing them with the CPU in her head, she suddenly had a vague guess.

Hiss...

Could it be that these people in front of her were not here to play mahjong?

The somewhat careless shopkeeper Feng realized belatedly that the people in front of him seemed to have bad intentions. Thinking carefully about the series of actions of this group of people since they came in, from pushing the door to sitting down, they were very similar to the scenes of destroying the place in TV dramas.

When Feng Qing saw those people in Guandong looking for trouble and asked the chef to make fried icicles to destroy the place, it seemed to be such a standard procedure.

She finally became a little alert and thought, is this ridiculous? It turns

out that they are not here to play mahjong, but to stay in the inn. What does it mean? Are they here to collect protection fees because their business is good? The public security in ancient times was not good, and they also want to collect such a shabby store?

Feng Qing's petty talent buried deep in her genes was suddenly stimulated.

She sneered in her heart, thinking, "How dare you come to her to collect protection fees?"

Then you might have really found the wrong person.

Feng Qing had thought about encountering such a situation a long time ago. This person is a persecution maniac. He is the kind of person who seriously considered how to deal with the nuclear crisis in modern times and almost dug a cellar in his hometown, so she had already chosen the corresponding response method for this situation.

Aren't they just hooligans? They didn't even ask who on this street has the best relationship with the government.

They are the best merchants personally certified by the higher-ups. Those detectives come here every day. A few days ago, Captain Li had a blind date here. They

dared to attack them. It's really outrageous.

Feng Qing showed a mocking smile on her face. She put on a posture and said to the group of people below, "A group of people who have no ability but want to suppress others every day are really annoying... It's the same in any era."

Listening to the shopkeeper's words, everyone raised their heads. Zhou Bai was even more shocked when he heard the shopkeeper's nostalgic words.

This tone sounded like the shopkeeper had encountered many people like her in the past.

"But I'm afraid you haven't thought it through at all. Even if things go as you wish, can you afford those things?" He heard the shopkeeper above say in a deep voice, "Do you know what you will bear?"

When Feng Qing said this, her tone was slightly angry.

She thought that the reason why her inn was so popular was mainly due to the modern facilities in the inn.

And these ancient people even need three months to teach them how to use a hot water kettle.

If she doesn't work here now, then this inn will probably be finished in no more than a month.

These people are thinking beautifully. Even if she is not the shopkeeper, they can't grab the position of the best merchant.

"Do you really think you can afford all this?" Feng Qing's tone was slightly dissatisfied, even with a hint of scolding.

"How stupid."

She didn't want to talk to the group of people in front of her anymore. She was ready to turn around and go back to the house, and let her men call the constables.

After she said that. The group of people below were a little embarrassed.

It was not mainly because they were scolded by Feng Wuhen, but because Feng Wuhen scolded them with a tone that was like scolding some people who knew nothing, and even inexplicably made the group of people below feel as if they were despised, which made them very unhappy.

"What kind of tone is that?" The old senior from the Songshan School stood up and scolded.

"Do you think you are the leader of the martial arts world? You can talk to us in such a tone?"

Zhou Bai's heart moved beside him, but he didn't say anything.

Feng Qing thought, the leader of the martial arts world? These people talk a little weird.

But this is the Jianghu plane, so it makes sense for them to talk like this.

And at this moment, she accidentally touched the button in her hand, and this was completely accidental.

Feng Qing subconsciously looked forward, she didn't know which button she touched.

If it were normal, Feng Qing would definitely remind them to be careful and not to pinch their hands or something like that, but now facing several people who seemed to be going to mess up the place, Feng Qing was not in such a good mood.

She sneered and said with a sense of humor that perhaps only she in this world could understand.

"Then, let you also taste my pain..."

- The pain of being hurt by modern machines.

...

An indescribable horrible murderous aura suddenly filled the entire inn.

The air suddenly stagnated.

Everyone felt as if they had lost their hearing for a moment.

At this moment, even Zhou Bai's teeth began to tremble.

He turned his head with difficulty and looked over, and then saw the old senior of the Songshan School with dilated pupils, his eyes were blank.

Under his hand, the cursed dagger appeared at some point.