Vol 6 Chapter 177: Endurance

That's it, it's actually a fatal scar!

Those big guys are all gutted, have they ever seen such a powerful swordsmanship? How can they speak.

After a while, their eyes were secretly looking at the arrow on the window.

The indistinct learning of the window was aimed at the head and chest of the man in black, but the man in black had never looked at it.

It seemed that those arrows were like decorations on the windowsill, and he was still there gently stroking the sword on his lap.

Old Yan stepped back step by step, and he couldn't help but trembled: "You...what are you doing in a daze? Also... don't you hurry up and release your arrows?"

The old man of the shopkeeper had walked out of the counter at some point, and when he heard Old Yan's words, he suddenly picked up his shirt, front and back, slapped him a dozen big slaps in a row.

Old Yan was about to be knocked out. He didn't understand why he was beaten, and said dumbly: "Boss, why did you beat me?"

The old man of the shopkeeper said angrily: "Who else would you beat if I didn't beat you? What did you just say?"

Old face said: "I...I want the brothers to let go of arrows."

The shopkeeper sneered and said: "If you let them release arrows, do you know who will die after the arrows are released?"

The old face said: "Of course it's this nasty brat..."

Before he finished his words, the shopkeeper slapped a few more times, and said angrily: "Just because you dare to call him a brat, do you know who this friend is?"

Old face said: "He... who is he?"

The shopkeeper didn't answer his words, but instead let go.

He walked up to the man in black, bowed his head respectfully, and smiled with him: "Brothers don't know that the Central Plains is a big hit, and I hope you can forgive me for any rudeness."

This man is a real old fox. He first beat the old face to prove that his brother does not recognize Shi Xiaohong, and then come to ask Xiaohong to forgive him.

In this way, even if a little red is angry, it can become angry.

This is called the old quack's method, and the quack hero pays attention to this tune.

He only thought that after hearing these words, the other party would definitely have some courtesies in return.

I didn't expect that Xiaohong would not eat him at all.

No matter how old you are, no matter what method you use, what kind of doorway you use in front of him, it will be a blind light-in vain.

A little bit of red actually didn't raise his eyelids, but coldly said, "I can't drink this tea. Change it to a pot."

The shopkeeper was stunned for a while, but still accompanied with a smile: "Yes, yes, I can't drink this tea, brethren, go and change a pot for the little hero."

When someone changed the pot of tea, he immediately offered it with both hands, with such a respectful look.

However, I didn't expect that after receiving the teapot, Yi Hong fell to the ground with a "pawn" and said coldly, "This pot of tea is not good. Change to another pot."

The faces of the big guys changed color, but the shopkeeper was still calm.

auzw.com his face was still smiling, and he said with a smile: "Yes, yes, this tea is not good, so please change to another one."

He actually changed another pot and offered it with both hands. He thought to himself: "Even if you don't make sense anymore, you really have nothing to say now!"

I didn't expect a little red or even smell it, and with a "pawn" sound, he smashed the teapot to pieces, and said coldly: "This pot of tea is still not drinkable."

The shopkeeper really couldn't resist his anger, and he kept asking people to change the teapot, and said in his heart: "I want to see when you are going to fall?"

Unexpectedly, a little red dropped eight pots in a row, but his face remained unchanged.

At this time, everyone has seen that a little bit of red is deliberately for them to look good.

Suddenly, beads of sweat the size of soybeans appeared on their foreheads.

Even though the shopkeeper was still smiling, it became very embarrassing. He couldn't help but said, "Then what kind of tea can you drink?"

A little red said: "If it is not smelly tea, you can drink it."

The smile on the shopkeeper's face solidified, and he smiled dryly and said, "Is this tea really smelly?"

A little red said: "Humph!"

The shopkeeper smiled and said: "Your Excellency has never even drank a sip, how do you know that this tea is smelly?"

A little bit of Hong said coldly: "Just because these hands are smelly."

The shopkeeper glanced at the long sword on his lap from the corner of his eyes, and smiled: "Are these people's hands really smelly? I really want to smell it below."

The shopkeeper slowly walked over, took Old Yan's hand, his toes suddenly picked up the golden knife on the ground in his hand, and slashed it down.

Lao Yan suddenly screamed and fainted to the ground.

The shopkeeper picked up Lao Yan's **** severed hand, and actually put it in front of his nose to smell and smell.

His face was still full of smiles and said: "This hand doesn't necessarily smell too bad, it's just a little bloody."

He seemed to think that what he said was very interesting, and he laughed loudly before he finished speaking.

But in the atmosphere here, besides himself, who else can laugh?

But how can he laugh himself? This kind of laughter is far more ugly than crying.

He glanced at a little red, and said in his heart: "You can't kill but nodding your head. Even if you are really asking for trouble, this should be enough, right?"

If you change to someone else, even if you have anger in your heart, your anger should be able to disappear. If a person can endure such a situation, what else can others say.

Even the "Mazi" and "Lump" can't help but sigh secretly about the patience of the shopkeeper.

But they wondered why the person who met Yi Hong here hasn't shown up yet?

But a little red heart is like a cast of iron stone.

No matter what the shopkeeper said and how he did it, he seemed to be blind and his expression remained unchanged. ..

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