Chapter 677
Xia Yuanqiu nodded solemnly: "Grandpa, I understand. When it's time to act, they will act. They will not let us go, and they will make things difficult for us. Why should we give them face?"
Zhu Yan said: "I see that they won't do anything for a while, and they seem to be waiting for something. Let's stay here for one night first, and we'll see the situation tomorrow."
The flow of people on the long street gradually subsided, while those masters who were hiding in the dark and thought that no one had noticed, remained motionless and stared at the movement of the inn without blinking.
In the middle of the night, someone knocked on the door of the inn roughly, and a big man shouted rudely outside the door.
Xiao Er was lying on the table and fell asleep, woke up by the sound, and hurried to open the door. As soon as the door opened, the big man with a beard kicked Xiao Er away, cursing in his mouth: "You son of a bitch!" , I called the Bantian Gate, and it’s only opening now, are you deaf?”
Xiao Er kept complaining in his heart, he knew that he had met a thorn-seeker, and he knew he couldn't fight them, otherwise with his few taels of flesh, he wouldn't know how he died.
Xiao Er hurriedly apologized to the big man, and led them in carefully.
Apparently the big man didn't intend to let Xiao Er go just like that, and kicked him away again, hitting him directly on the pillar. The boy was small and thin, and he could withstand such a kick, and spit out a mouthful. After the blood, he passed out.
Seeing the situation, the shopkeeper who heard the wind turned pale with fright, and screamed: "It's not good, it's killing people, the robbers are killing people!"
When the big man heard the old shopkeeper call him a robber, a strong murderous intent flashed across his face, he took out a dagger from his arms and threw it at the old shopkeeper.
The big man threw the knife very well and with great momentum, all of Bai Shengsheng's knives sank into the old shopkeeper's chest, before even a drop of blood spilled, the old shopkeeper fell down.
The old shopkeeper's wife was standing upstairs and happened to see this scene. She slipped in shock and fell down the stairs. She hit her head hard on the wooden pillar and passed out.
This commotion was naturally loud, and the guests staying in the hotel came out to check it out one after another. Seeing this, they retreated into the room one after another, not daring to meddle in their own business, for fear of causing trouble to their upper body.
Xia Yuanqiu knew that these people were definitely coming for them, and when she heard the shopkeeper's screams, she couldn't sit still anymore, and pushed the door out with Zhu Yan, Baili Changfeng and Yuan Hao also came from another room. come out.
Xing Ying, Xing Fang, and Eighteen Blood Demons stepped out of the room one after another, and a group of people descended from the third floor to the hall on the first floor.
The old shopkeeper died tragically, the second boy was seriously injured and fell into a coma, and the old woman was on the verge of life and death, but in just half a moment, the big cheeky man in front of him caused such a tragedy, and he was sitting in front of the Eight Immortals table like a normal person, looking after himself Tea sipped.
Seeing them coming down the stairs, the big man slowly entered the teacup, holding the handle of the knife tightly with one hand, with half a smile in his eyes, he said: "If you had come out to meet me a moment earlier, these people might not have died."
Zhu Yan said: "Who are you? Why are you making trouble here? What exactly do you want to do?"
The big man sneered, looked at Zhu Yan, Xia Yuanqiu and the others, and said: "It doesn't matter who I am, the important thing is that you have what I want, as long as you hand it over obediently, I promise not to kill you!"
Xing Ying snorted: "You are so loud, do you think you can take all of us down by yourself?"
"Alone? Who told you that I came here alone?" The big man sneered, and the teacup in his hand fell heavily to the ground.