Chapter 3
The boy in red left the teahouse door like a gust of wind. He didn't ride a horse and walked down, his speed was amazingly fast.
Along the way, I met many people I knew, and they greeted him warmly, and the young men also went back one by one.
In a blink of an eye, we arrived at the bank of Chunchou River. This area is not only a restaurant and a song hall, but also a more lively as the evening goes.
Guantian Tower is one of the largest restaurants in Tiandu. It was the time to sit at the top. The door was brightly lit and guests were endless.
When the boy in red passed by, his pace slowed down. First, there were many people here, and second, he was almost home.
The waiter in charge of the welcome at the door saw him from afar and greeted him: "Where has Hachiro been there? I'll be back sooner or later? Is there any fun upstairs to see?"
"Brother Xishun, what's the fun?" The boy in red walked over and asked with a smile on his face.
"Yu Er Master was pressed and beaten!" The waiter named Xishun winked and said, "No one dared to stop him."
"There are so many people who dare to beat Master Yu in the capital, and no one dares to stop him," the boy in red turned his eyes and said, "Don't it's his old man here, right?"
"No," Xishun lowered his voice and said, "It's the boss of the boat gang."
"That's a bit troublesome. Why did Master Yu get into him?" The boy in red took a breath after hearing this.
All the people in the Boat Gang were outlaws, and the leader of the gang, Hai Qingqiu, was the number one bully in the capital. Anyone who provoked him would have to chase him even if he fled to the horizon. He would not give up until he was over.
"It seems that Master Yu Er hooked up with the wife of a brother in the gang," Xishun couldn't help but feel a little surprised when he said this: "The leader of the Hai Gang intercepted him here today, and was blocking his mouth and beating him."
"Then I have to go up and see. Master Yu is really good at least, I can't explain it." The boy in red said, bowing to Xishun and going into the restaurant.
When I arrived at the second floor, I saw a man in black clothes hitting a middle-aged man in royal blue clothes.
The boy in red looked closely and found that the beaten one was indeed Yu Gui, the second master of the Yu family.
The one who hits people is not tall, but strong and thin, with lush green flower embroidery pierced on his arms, which is exactly the terrifying Hai Qingqiu.
"Master Haibang, take a break! Just teach a lesson." The boy in red walked up to him and said with a smile.
Hai Qingqiu looked up at him and said, "Boy, don't meddle in other people's business."
His eyes were as sharp as awls, and few people dared to look at him, but the expression on the red-clothed boy's face did not change at all. He still smiled and said, "If you hit him again, you will kill him! Only his body, which was empty by the wine, can hold your iron fist!"
"So you are going to stand up for him?" Hai Qingqiu dropped Yu Gui and stood up, looking at the boy in red with a cold face.
The two of them are about the same height, but one is like a new bamboo shoot and the other is like a short knife made of stainless steel.
"Of course I won't be my turn to teach people a lesson," said the boy in red politely: "But he is my elder, and he can't stand by death and refuse to save him."
"There are rules for asking people from my subordinates," Hai Qingqiu said: "Do you know?"
"I know," the boy in red nodded, "If you beat three moves, you can take people away."
"I agreed not to compare literature and only compete in martial arts," Hai Qingqiu said, "You draw your mind!"
At this time, Yugui took a breath, took off the stuffed thing in her mouth, and wailed to the boy in red, "Good nephew, save the second uncle!"
The boy in red helped him up and sat down, then turned around to negotiate with Hai Qingqiu.
"Master of the Sea Gang, why not be stronger than us. One person hides under the table, and the other person hits the table with his hands. Each person is only allowed to knock three times. Whoever can shake the person below will win, otherwise he will lose." The young man in red said: "If nothing comes out or if everything comes out, it will be considered a draw."
After listening to his method, Hai Qingqiu thought about it and thought it was feasible.
He said, "Do you drill first or I drill first?"
"Everything is made," the boy in red is irresistible: "You have the final say, but it's better to invite all the irrelevant people out."
"Then you can drill into the table first." Hai Qingqiu said, "When my three palms shake you out."
Then he waved his hand and let everyone else retreat.
"That young man offended him. Master Hai is careful that his hands hurt." The boy in red said and smiled and crawled under the table.
The tables in Guantian Tower are made of iron wood with a thick slap, which is very strong.
Hai Qingqiu concentrated his luck. He was a trainer, and he could have hundreds of pounds of strength with one palm.
"Bang!" The table was slapped and the doors and windows nearby trembled.
The boy in red couldn't help but reach out to cover his ears under the table.
Immediately afterwards, Hai Qingqiu patted the table for a second time, and the table made a creaking and sour sound, and it was almost broken, but the boy in red was still motionless below.
"Hey!" Hai Qingqiu shouted and hit the third palm.
"Crack!" A big crack broke out on the table, and a leg of the table broke.
The boy in red had his ears buzzed, but he did not come out from under the table.
"Come on a new table, I'll change you this time." Hai Qingqiu's face was not red and she was not angry, which showed that she didn't use any strength just now.
Because he has a rule, since he has agreed to make the competition, he will not hurt anyone.
"Thank you, Mr. Hai, for showing mercy." The boy in red crawled out from under the table, a little embarrassed. But his words were still respectful and polite, which made people feel comfortable to listen to. Even if it is someone like Hai Qingqiu who is used to flattery, he feels quite helpful.
Soon, a new table was lifted up, almost exactly the same as the previous one.
"Hailor, are you successful?" Yugui stood up holding the wall and asked with some concern.
The boy in red replied with a look of peace.
Hai Qingqiu got under the table and said, "Come on!"
The boy in red gave a tribute, said he offended, and stretched out his slender palm and gently slapped the table.
Hai Qingqiu and Yu Gui were both stunned. This was too light. Not to mention shocking people, even a fly could not be slapped to death!
The boy in red still smiled and slapped his second palm again, which seemed to be weaker than the first palm.
Yugui sat down the wall again on the ground, and Hai Qingqiu's expression became very strange. I wonder what medicine was put in the boy in red.
"Second uncle, get up quickly and follow me downstairs." The boy in red did not slap his third palm, but walked over and helped Yugui up.
"Ah? Ah!" Yugui suddenly realized and hurriedly followed the boy in red.
"Come back!" Hai Qingqiu yelled under the table: "I still have a palm!"
The boy in red did not show his third palm, so he could not come out from under the table.
In the rules they mentioned before, they did not say how long it took between the three palms.
If the boy in red had waited for ten years before taking pictures, Hai Qingqiu would have turned into a turtle under the table.
So he will definitely lose!
"Master Hai Gang, I can't beat you, so I have to use the trick of villain. Please forgive me. I will come to your house to apologize another day!" The boy in red gave a deep salute with apologies on his face, but turned around and left resolutely.
The people outside didn't know what was going on, but saw the boy in red bringing Yu Gui out.
The people from the boat gang wanted to come forward to stop him, but the leader shouted inside: "Don't stop him! Let them go!"
The downstairs was originally very quiet, but I couldn't help but whisper after hearing this. It was obvious that the leader of the Hai Gang lost!
Chapter completed!