V2.Chapter 648

"If you don't give money for dinner, you still beat people! I'll fight with you!" The waiter rubbed his red and swollen cheeks and hit the young man's back.

Hearing the thud, he hit his head firmly. The young man who was already unstable fell forward and knocked over a table.

"Oh, this boy dares to fight back!"

The young companions quit. One of them pulled the waiter's clothes, threw him violently and threw him to the ground. Then, the people gathered around and kicked him, kicking the waiter to his head.

Just as they started fighting, several guys rushed out from the back of the tavern. They came forward and shouted, "stop fighting, stop fighting!"

"Yo, come and help me, brothers, give me a fight!" The young men became drunk and wrestled with the buddies who had just come out.

Both sides can't work properly. When they fight together, they are also the playing method of hooligans. They tear and wrestle with each other, roll all over the ground, jingle in the restaurant and turn the table all over the ground.

The shopkeeper also wanted to fight. Instead of separating the people, he got several old punches. His face was black and red, and his clothes were torn open.

Just as the restaurant was in a tight fight and the outside of the restaurant was full of onlookers, the Yamen soldiers in charge of the security of the capital arrived.

The leader of the team was a strong man with five big and three thick. He separated the crowd outside, crowded into the front door of the restaurant, looked inside, and then shouted, "stop! Stop it all!"

Seeing the Yamen coming, the people in the restaurant stopped one after another and stood in two waves. At this time, when we look at them again, they all look like painted faces, and their clothes are torn to pieces, which is very embarrassing.

The burly yamen servant walked into the restaurant, his eyes were like electricity, swept them one by one, and then asked angrily, "what's the matter? Why are you fighting here?"

"Officer, they beat people without giving money for dinner..."

"Report back to the official, this is a black shop. The villain only ate a few dishes and a few pots of wine. He even asked for 12 Liang silver. Official, 12 Liang silver, that's enough for the whole family to be younger than half a year..."

"You want to eat in the restaurant with only a hundred and ten Wen copper coins? You are sincere to find fault!"

"Fart! If you're not a black shop, I'll bring enough money..."

When they made a big noise, the burly yamen shouted, "shut up!" As he spoke, he pointed to the young men dressed as farmers and shouted, "take them away!"

"Officer, we are right. If you don't catch the black shop, how can you catch us ordinary people!"

"Less nonsense!" The burly yamen servant scolded angrily, then looked at the shop guys and asked, "who is the shopkeeper here?"

"It's a villain." The shopkeeper squeezed out from the waiter and said with a smile: "officer, it's really not our fault this time. I hope officer can see clearly."

"Officer Ye handles a case, still allow you to be talkative?" The burly yamen servant glared at him and said, "shopkeeper, come with us. You will know the right and wrong when you enter the gate of the Lieutenant's house."

"Officer, small... Small still have to open a shop. Now... I can't leave..." the shopkeeper smiled.

"It won't take you much time. Take it away!" As he spoke, he shook his head to the Yamen servants on the left and right, and then turned and walked out.

"Official? Official -" the shopkeeper still wanted to talk. Two yamen servicemen came near him and put their arms on him.

Lieutenant's house.

The shopkeeper was taken into the Lieutenant's residence by the Yamen servants, but they disappeared when they looked for the young people who were taken with him.

He was surprised. According to reason, this is only a small case. The two sides only need to testify in court. Why is it that now there is only one person left, but the young people who make trouble have disappeared?

When he was secretly guessing, there was a sound of footsteps. He turned his head and walked in from the outside. He knew both of them. It was because of these that he felt something bad.

The two who came in were Cheng Jin and ivy.

"Hehe, sir, do you think you should call your manager or your third master?" Ivy spoke first, but his words pierced the shopkeeper's heart like a sharp sword.

Shit! Your identity has been exposed! The shopkeeper reacted immediately. He didn't even think about it. He pulled out a pill from his belt and put it into his mouth.

He is fast, but someone is faster. Cheng Jin, who was so far away from him, appeared in front of him in an instant, clasped his wrist, grabbed the pill in his hand, put it under his nose, sniffed, and sneered, "shopkeeper, it's too late for you to take Juling pill now?"

The shopkeeper's face suddenly changed and gave a strange cry. He raised his fist and hit Cheng Jin in the throat. Before his fist touched Cheng Jin, he heard a click in his ear wheel. The latter had crushed his wrist.

For a moment, the shopkeeper seemed to be struck by lightning. His body was shocked violently. Then he softened and fell to the ground, screaming in pain. Cheng Jin didn't look at him either. He looked sideways and shouted, "take it away!"

With his voice, a dark arrow man flashed close to him, a palm knife fell, and the shopkeeper's cry stopped abruptly.

Then, the dark arrows took out a long black cloth bag, put the unconscious shopkeeper into it, tied the mouth of the bag, carried it on their shoulders, turned and walked out.

Cheng Jin watched his men leave and said to Ai Wei, "Lord AI, thanks to your help this time!"

"What I use is just a small skill. Even if I don't help, general Cheng will catch him if he wants to take him down."

Ivy took no credit, said modestly. After a pause, he said thoughtfully, "although I took him down, I'm afraid it's not easy to open his mouth!"

"As long as it comes to our hidden arrows, even if it is iron mouth and copper teeth, we have a way to make him speak." Cheng Jinxiao asked, "how's it going? Is adult AI interested in going to have a look?"

Ivy doesn't want to go to the dark house again in his heart, but the opportunity is too rare. If he wants to take charge of the Lieutenant's house, he often has to use torture * confession. There are few opportunities to learn from the dark arrow. He pondered for a moment and said with a smile, "thank you, general Cheng."

"You and I all work for the king. Don't be polite to each other." Cheng Jin is indifferent to unfamiliar people. Once he is familiar, he is still very easygoing. So Cheng Jin, who is ruthless in the eyes of others, seems to Tang Yin to be too soft hearted.

I don't know how long he was in a coma, but the shopkeeper woke up. He slowly opened his eyes and found that he had been tied to a chair, his wrists tied to the handle and his feet tied to the legs of the chair.

He looked down at his wrist. It was red and swollen, almost twice as thick as before. Seeing the broken wrist, the piercing pain immediately swept through his heart, and he couldn't help but utter a low groan.

"Are you awake?" A young man wearing a black royal coat and a blood red cloak was sitting opposite him and looking at him with a smile.

The shopkeeper was surprised, looked up quickly, looked at the young man for a moment, and looked around again.

Here is a stone chamber, surrounded by various instruments of torture, the torch on the wall emits a weak light, and the air is filled with the smell of blood.

"This... What is this place? Who are you...?" I don't know whether the stone room is too cold or everything around is too terrible. The shopkeeper's jilingling made a cold war and looked at the young man opposite with a pale face.

The young man stood up, carefully straightened his clothes, straightened the cloak behind him and the saber under his ribs, and then said slowly, "this is the dark house. As for me, I'm just an unknown person in the dark arrow. You can call me Gao Mucheng. By the way, I'm the only light spiritual cultivator in the dark arrow so far." When he spoke, he couldn't hide his pride.

Dark house? It's over. I'm on the ground of a hidden arrow!

The shopkeeper's heart was half cold, but his face still showed a look of panic and stammered: "officer, is this... Is there a misunderstanding? The villain is just the shopkeeper of Sanyuan restaurant. He abides by the law and never commits crimes..."

"Shh!" Gao Mucheng approached the shopkeeper, raised his index finger, made a silent gesture to him, and then smiled softly, "you don't have to say anything. Let's do something very novel and interesting!"

He was laughing, but his smile fell into the eyes of the shopkeeper, but a chill rose from his bones.

Without delay, Gao Mucheng took a small knife from one side, carefully wiped the blade with his sleeve, and then cut a small cut on the back of the shopkeeper's hand without warning.

The little hole was not big, but the shopkeeper shivered for a moment, his face showed a color of fear, and asked in a trembling voice, "what are you... What are you going to do to me..."

"Shh! Don't talk! It's very interesting." Gao Mucheng threw away the knife, picked up the towel and carefully wiped the blood from the back of the shopkeeper's hand.

Then he took out a small brocade box from his arms, opened it, and carefully squeezed out a green bean in it. He was very slow and cautious, afraid of conceiving the beans.

As he put away the brocade box, he asked with a smile, "shopkeeper, have you heard of the blood spirit vine? It's a kind of plant that takes meat as soil, blood as fertilizer and Reiki as birth. Isn't it amazing!"

As he spoke, he slowly shook the green beans in his hand in front of the shopkeeper and said, "don't underestimate this little bean. It's the seed of blood spirit vine. It's priceless and hard to find a thousand gold."

The shopkeeper's face changed from white to green, and then from green to gray. He screamed, "what are you going to do to me? What are you going to do?"

"Don't make noise, don't make noise, and leave some strength. Otherwise, you'll be so painful that you can't make a sound later. It's boring. It's also a waste of such a precious seed, isn't it?" As he spoke, Gao Mucheng slowly put the green beans in his hand to the breach on the back of his hand.