As soon as Nie Li and Little Head Mo entered the inn, they saw the thin man and the fat man wolfing down their food. Their hands were dancing in the air, especially the fat man. Nie Li saw that his mouth never stopped, stuffing food into that bloody mouth of his.
The surrounding people also avoided them, looking at them with surprise, disdain, and curiosity. The thin man and the fat man didn't care and focused on eating the food in front of them. Soon, the food was cleared. The thin man shouted, "Waiter, bring some more."
The fat man pulled the thin man's sleeve and quietly looked at the people beside him. He noticed the strange gazes of the people around him. "Did we eat a little too much?" The fat man asked weakly. He didn't expect that the reason why he became the center of attention was in such a way.
"We didn't spend their money to eat. Who cares if they look or not? Are you going to eat or not? If not, I'll eat alone." The thin man pulled the fat man's cheeks. He also noticed the gazes of the surrounding people, but he didn't care.
"I'll eat. Who said I won't eat?" The fat man was so anxious that he stuttered. The thin man heard it and smiled. The fat man was easily satisfied. Maybe he really wasn't suitable to accompany him on this trip.
Just as the two were talking, the waiter had already served the food. The two of them also began to sweep the food. No one was willing to give way to the other. They scrambled to eat, fearing that they wouldn't be able to eat if they were a little slower. No one else snatched the food from them.
Nie Li and Little Head Mo found a place and sat down. The inn was filled with some loose people. Their strength wasn't very strong. However, Nie Li smelled a dangerous aura from the man in black at the far window.
Nie Li noticed it, and so did Little Head Mo. The aura of the man in black was very sharp. It was similar to Nie Li's, but there was also a big difference. Nie Li's aura was sharp and domineering. However, this man's aura was sharp and made people feel a sense of crisis.
The black-clothed man also noticed Nie Li and Little Head Mo's gazes and looked over. His eyes met Nie Li's. Both of them felt a chill in their hearts. The other party's eyes were filled with hatred. However, Nie Li saw his own eyes in that pair of eyes. He saw his own hatred, his own pain, and his own revenge.
Nie Li hurriedly retracted his gaze. He never thought that he would see so much in the eyes of a stranger. He began to escape. He called Xiao Er softly. "Sir, do you need anything?" The waiter could tell at a glance that these two people should be rich.
"If there's anything good to eat, just bring it up." Nie Li casually let the waiter make the arrangements. "Also, bring a pot of good wine," Little Mo added. He had endured for a long time along the way.
"Just a little." Nie Li looked at Little Head Mo. They still had to hurry on with their journey. He was worried that if Little Head Mo drank for too long, it would affect their journey. However, seeing Little Head Mo's pleading look, Nie Li nodded his head.
"Sir, you may have to wait a little longer. Because those two have eaten most of the ingredients, we need to prepare." The waiter's face was a little awkward. Not only Nie Li's table, the other tables' dishes had not been served.
"It's fine, it'll be ready as soon as possible." Seeing that Nie Li didn't have any dissatisfaction, the waiter was relieved. Among so many tables, only the black-clothed man and Nie Li's table had a good attitude towards him. The others were either giving him a hard time or cursing him.
Little Head Mo had been drinking wine, smacking his lips, sighing with emotion, and commenting on the wine. It was as if he knew wine very well. He was very tactful. He knew that Nie Li didn't drink, so he naturally didn't pour any for Nie Li. Instead, he held the wine pot and drank.
Nie Li looked at Little Head Mo's flushed face. He was really worried that Little Head Mo would get drunk before the dishes were served. Nie Li only poured tea for himself from time to time. The black-clothed man in the distance was also sitting calmly with his eyes slightly narrowed.
If someone could endure it, then there would naturally be others who couldn't. Some people looked at the fatty and the skinny guy eating and drinking, while they were starving because of them. A few burly men walked to the fatty and the skinny guy's table and slammed it.
The fatty was still gnawing on the pork shoulder. The skinny guy also glanced over. "What's the matter?" His tone was extremely flat. He also knew that these people didn't come with good intentions. Naturally, he wouldn't have any good expressions.
"We're starving because of the two of you, but the two of you are eating so happily." The burly man widened his eyes and looked at the skinny guy and the fatty with a fiendish expression.
"We're hungry. Go eat at other taverns. It seems that the two of us are in your way." The skinny guy wasn't afraid. Looking at the burly man, he suddenly stood up. Although he was skinny, his aura wasn't any worse than the burly man.
"Bastard, I gave you face, but you don't want it." Seeing the skinny guy refuse a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit, the burly man was also furious. He raised his fist and ruthlessly threw it at the skinny guy. "Pa", a round and fleshy palm blocked the fist.
"My brother isn't someone that people like you can touch." The fatty placed his pork shoulder on the plate and pushed it. The burly man's body staggered, but the three people behind him supported his body.
"Brothers, let's go." The burly man called out to the people behind him. "Come on, let's fight. Who's afraid of who?" The skinny guy and the fatty weren't afraid, especially the skinny guy. He stepped on the table and kicked the burly man's face with his dirty shoes.
A big footprint was directly imprinted on the burly man's face. The fatty also raised his fist and ruthlessly smashed it on the burly man's face. Although the fatty wasn't very outstanding, he wasn't bad either. His punch directly knocked the burly man out.
"Beat him up ruthlessly." The skinny guy shouted and brandished his fists. It looked very simple, but it gave people a special feeling. A righteous and resolute feeling. Looking at it, Nie Li couldn't help but feel his blood boil.
"This is military boxing." Little Mo could tell with just a glance. He never thought that these two people were actually from the military. Nie Li also understood. Looking at the two people's boxing, it was somewhat similar to the boxing that Yue Zhong gave him.
"The Yue Clan is also from the military, right?" Nie Li asked.
"Don't tell me you don't know? The Yue Clan is a military family. The Yue Clan's Ancestor accompanied Song Zu to war. His martial arts were all honed on the battlefield. It can be said that the boxing of the military was stripped from the Yue Clan's martial arts and was promoted through modification." Little Mo never thought that Nie Li didn't even know about the Yue Clan. It seems that he still has a lot to teach him.
Nie Li carefully observed, wanting to learn something from the two people. He always felt that the boxing that Yue Zhong gave him wasn't very powerful. Maybe it was because Yue Zhong had shown it before, but Nie Li always felt that there was something missing in his boxing.
The boxing was extremely simple. When Nie Li opened it, he thought that Yue Zhong had given him a book from a street stall. It recorded very simple boxing, plus some grappling and other moves.
If it wasn't for some profound martial arts, Nie Li would have thought that it was some broken martial arts that could be found on the streets. However, even if it was such a simple martial arts, Nie Li couldn't learn it. He knew the movements, but he just couldn't display that kind of momentum and power.
Therefore, Nie Li had always put this martial arts book aside. He never thought that he could see some shadows of that boxing in this kind of place. He felt that if he observed carefully, maybe this was an opportunity.
The fat man and the thin man were already fighting with the three people. Fortunately, the thin man was strong and the fat man's body was stronger, so they were not at a disadvantage. However, in the long run, there would be problems because the strength of the strong man was much higher than the two of them.
"The two of them are from the military. They may be stronger than ordinary people, but when they meet a martial artist, they can't stand it." Little Mo analyzed. In the scene, the strong man had gradually grasped the rhythm, beating the thin man and the fat man in circles.
"Aren't the two of you very arrogant?" The strong man knew that the fat man was being beaten, so he kept beating the thin man. While beating, he mocked.
"Bastard." The thin man was beaten black and blue, but he still looked at the strong man fiercely. His eyes were like a hungry wolf, as if he wanted to eat the other party. "Look again, let me see again." The strong man opened his eyes wide, and the corner of his mouth had an insolent smile.
The fat man's figure blocked in front of him. His huge body protected the thin man behind him, letting the strong man hit him again and again. "Fatty, get out of my way." The thin man wanted to push him away, but the fat man's body was motionless. The thin man was afraid that he would hurt the fat man with his strength.
"The back is always left to one's own people." The fat man looked back at the thin man, whose face was gradually turning pale. The strong man also saw that the fat man was almost unable to hold on, and the strength of his hands increased.
"Get lost, my brother is not someone that you dogs can touch." The other two people also joined in, punching and kicking the fat man. The thin man couldn't watch any longer and also rushed up. He couldn't watch the fat man get beaten up like this.
"Everyone, can you stop now?" Just as the two sides were wrestling, a deep voice sounded. Nie Li looked over and saw that it was the black clothed man who spoke.
"Mind your own business, or I'll beat you up too." The strong man looked at the black clothed man and thought to himself, 'How powerful can a child be? He still dares to play the hero.' His words were extremely impolite, and his hands didn't stop moving.
"Ahhh!" The strong man wailed. A chopstick had already pierced through his palm, and blood flowed down his fingertips. "I told you to stop." The black clothed man still had a few chopsticks in his hand, ready to throw them out at any time.
Cold sweat dripped down the strong man's forehead. He never thought that he would kick an iron board. Nie Li also took a deep look at the black clothed man. Just now, he didn't reveal any aura when he attacked. Either his martial arts are extremely profound, or he purely relied on his technique and strength.
If it's the former, Nie Li can see that he's a little older, and shouldn't have reached the level of a monster. Then, it's the latter. To be able to pierce through his palm with a wooden block, this person isn't simple.
"Are you really going to get involved in this matter?" The strong man grabbed his bleeding hand, his face twisted from the pain.
"I don't want to say it a second time. If you don't get lost, I won't let you leave." After the black clothed man finished speaking, another two chopsticks flew out from his hand, piercing the palms of the remaining two.
"Okay, we'll remember this matter. Leave your name, we brothers will get our revenge sooner or later. "The strong man knew that he wasn't a match for the black clothed man, so he could only admit defeat.
"I'm Yang Fuzhao." After the black clothed man finished speaking, the inn suddenly quieted down.
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