Chapter 2280： old man with wine bottle

Chapter 2280 The old man who carried the wine bottle

Gu Yundong was thinking about who this person is and deserves the shopkeeper's attention when his sleeve was suddenly pulled.

"Sister, Ma Pingchuan's servant is gone."

Gu Yundong turned his head to look, and sure enough he saw the back of the little servant who had just left.

And Ma Pingchuan's eyes...but fell on the old man who was carrying a wine bottle and wearing tattered clothes. Then, he followed behind the old man.

Gu Yundong narrowed his eyes, got up and said, "Let's go, let's go take a look."

She called the shopkeeper, put down the tea money, and walked towards the old man with her two younger brothers.

Before I got close, I saw two people hurriedly walking behind them, laughing and saying, "... over there, go to the innermost part of that alley, the wine of that house is mellow, fragrant, and aftertaste. Infinity, I guarantee you have drunk the first time, and you want to drink the second time."

"Is that so? If you can make you an old alcoholic say good wine, it must be extraordinary, and I have to try it. But if it doesn't taste good, I have to settle the account with you."

"Can I still lie to you? Let's walk around, let's hurry up. When you enter that alley, as soon as you smell the aroma of the wine, you'll know I'm right."

As the two of them spoke, their footsteps quickened a lot. They passed Gu Yundong and the old man with a jug, and quickly flashed into the alley in front of them.

Exactly, that is the same alley that Ma Pingchuan entered before.

Gu Yundong was even more acutely aware that after the old man heard the conversation between the two, his hunched back was slightly straightened, and the hand holding the wine bottle slowly tightened, followed closely, his heels turned, Went in behind the two of them.

However, when he walked into the alley, the two people were nowhere to be seen.

The old man had to find it by himself, and turned left and right into an unpopulated street.

He twitched his nose slightly, but there was no smell of wine at all, "Am I going wrong?"

The old man frowned, turned around and wanted to retreat out of the alley.

At this moment, three people suddenly appeared not far away, and walked towards him cursing.

The old man originally wanted to avoid it, but unexpectedly, the three people pushed him, and one of them suddenly stepped back a few steps, and then bumped into the old man.

The wine bottle slid from his hand and fell to the ground with a 'slap', breaking into several pieces in an instant.

The old man was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head regretfully, and reached out his hand to pick up the broken bottles on the ground.

Who knew that he didn't blame those three people, but the three **** were not forgiving.

"You immortal, who told you to block your way here? Didn't you see a few of our brothers coming over?"

"You hit me just now, and you have to lose money."

"Look at how poor and sour he is. At first glance, he looks like someone's servant. Where is the money?"

"That's not necessarily. Didn't you see that he was holding a wine bottle? The old guy wants to go to the bar? The money for the beer is always on him, hurry up and bring it, or we want you to look good."

The old man frowned, his voice slightly hoarse, "You are wrong."

"Hey, do we want you to tell me? If you don't give money, we'll be welcome." The three of them said, clenched their fists, and began to approach him.

The old man took a step back, the eyes of the three people flashed, and one of them immediately started to push the old man to the ground.

"Hey..." The old man screamed in pain, but a stern voice suddenly came from his ear.