Chapter 1361

Name:Super Working Man Author:e lang
Murong Xue said with a smile, "Qing'er, don't say your grandpa. They all believe, I believe. Just on the boat, I've been immersed in his story. Although it's a lot of lies, I can't find a little flaw."

Ding Xiaomei said with a smile: "this guy has been hit by lightning twice, and everything has improved. Of course, it also includes lying. It's strange that people who don't know can share it. I guess if he goes to act, he will become a playwright every minute and kill the current traffic stars and little fresh meat."

Qian Duoduo looked back and said, "sister Mei, are you praising me or scolding me? It's like thunder and lightning. Why does it sound so awkward."

"I didn't scold you. I'm just seeking truth from facts. If you think it's hard to hear, I can change it." Ding Xiaomei thought to one side of her head, "how about five thunders?"

"Five thunders a day, it's not as good as thunder."

"Cluck..."

The three girls laughed with joy, and a string of silver bells floated on the highway.

Chirp——

Chirp——

The eagles flying in the air can also feel the happiness in their hearts.

Only Qian Duoduo couldn't laugh when he thought that Tang Xiaoxiao's life and death were uncertain.

Xinglong Town, suburb of lezhou.

Xinglong town is a small town focusing on tourism and trade. This town is also the only way to enter TANGJIABAO. A wide asphalt road runs through the whole town. Shops and businesses in the town are distributed on both sides of the road.

Like Jiuzhou, lezhou is a strong industrial and tourism city in the south of Xichuan. It is very rich in tourism resources and receives many tourists every year.

There is a small restaurant on the side of the road. The name of the restaurant is "delicious restaurant". There is a hall on the first floor, a hall on the ground floor, dozens of square meters, and an elegant room on the upper floor. Up and down, inside and out, the hotel is clean and beautifully decorated.

On the side of the road not far from the hotel, there was an ordinary black car covered with dust and hung with the license plate of Xijiang province.

Before 11 o'clock at noon, there were basically no customers in the hotel. Only three men and women were wolfing down their meals on the table in the hall.

The three men, one is an old man, sixty or seventy years old, with a round head, shining, but their chin is full of long beard, thick black, dark and rough face, simple clothes and strong body. They look like old farmers from the mountains.

Sitting on his right hand was a young and tough man in his twenties. He also shaved his head, had a dark and rough face, wore a black leather jacket, looked indifferent, and the scar of a copper coin on his forehead added a bit of ugliness and ferocity to him.

Sitting next to the tough man is a young woman in her twenties. She looks plain. She has a long short hair and a dark and rough face. There is also a copper coin scar on her left cheek. She is wearing a black leather coat. If it is not for a pair of round silver earrings hanging from her ears on both sides, she looks pure a man.

These people look ordinary and ugly. In fact, they have a lot of background.

The bearded old man is Guo Shixiong, a peerless expert of Kunlun sect.

Two young men and women are his disciples. The man's name is Wang Meng and the woman's name is Qi Yalan.

Guo Shixiong and his two disciples rushed to Xichuan from Kunlun Mountain, 3000 kilometers away, for only one purpose, that is, to find Tang Zhengtai and avenge one arrow ten years ago.

The scars on Wang Meng's forehead and Qi Yalan's cheek were all bruised by Tang Zhengtai when he threw them to the ground and knocked them on a stone.

On a table not far from them, the owner of the hotel, the chef of the hotel, and two or three service staff were doing nothing. They were fighting the landlord together. They were smoking, excited and energetic.

Guo Chaoyang and Qi Yalan were full, put down the dishes and chopsticks, pulled several napkins and wiped their mouths.

Wang Meng finished the meal alone and shouted, "boss, settle the account."

The fat landlady ran to them and saw that the dishes in the middle of the table were clean. She didn't even leave any soup, as if the dog had licked it. She couldn't help scolding the steamed stuffed bun in her heart. She hadn't seen the world or opened foreign meat.

"How much is it?" Wang Meng began to take out his wallet.

"Mao xuewang, fat pot meat, eight crayfish and cabbage, a total of 370 yuan." the landlady quickly calculated the price.

Wang Meng was stunned: "landlady, you're wrong. These four dishes, plus a few bowls of white rice and two cups of medlar wine, will definitely not exceed 160 yuan."

"That's right, young man, let me show you." the landlady pulled her finger, "there are 28 pieces of Mao xuewang, 22 pieces of fat pot meat, 240 pieces of crayfish, 16 pieces of cabbage, 4 pieces of white rice and 60 pieces of four Liang medlar wine, totaling 370 pieces."

Wang Meng frowned and said, "crayfish 240 yuan?"

"Yes, 240 yuan."

Qi Yalan pointed to the menu on the table: "landlady, you can see clearly that the crayfish is 30 yuan a share. Where did you get 240?"

The boss's wife turned her mouth, and a cunning smile appeared on her fat face: "little girl, you're wrong. Crayfish is the signature dish of our delicious restaurant. It's always 30 yuan each. I've never heard it's 30 yuan each. Eight crayfish, just 240 yuan."

Pop!

Wang Meng slapped heavily on the table and stared at the landlady with a gloomy face: "landlady, you're kidding us. 30 yuan for a crayfish?"

The landlady also stared round her eyes, one hand on her hips, one finger at Wang Meng, and the horizontal meat on her face shook: "what's the matter? Our hotel is at this price. You want to cheat after eating!"

The landlady's cry startled several others. Several people threw poker on the table and ran over.

The owner of the hotel is similar to the landlady. He is tall and fat, has a big stomach, has a face full of horizontal meat, a leopard head and eyes, and looks vicious.

The other three are also strong men.

"Wife, what's the matter?"

The landlady pointed out Guo Shixiong: "these three people want to cheat after dinner and don't give money."

"Fart!" Wang Meng stood up angrily.

Ziaran followed.

Only Guo Shixiong sat still, looked calm, and drank a sip of tea leisurely.

"Make it clear whether it's 30 yuan for a crayfish or 30 yuan for a crayfish!" Wang Meng pointed to several people in front of him, with no nervous look on his face except anger.

The restaurant owner said proudly, "of course, it's a crayfish. It's 30 yuan. You ate eight, 240 yuan."

"You think I'm a fool. You're a butcher, a blatant butcher!"