When the bartender heard this, he said nervously and embarrassedly: "Sir, if this shop had braised pork, wouldn't it have been served to a rich customer like you?"
Nangong Haotian picked up the wine glass and took a sip, feeling a burning sensation in his chest. He quickly picked up the chopsticks and picked up two fennel beans. He chewed the fennel beans and then felt his throat felt better. Then he looked at the frowning bartender and nodded.
He praised: "Good, good wine, good wine!"
The bartender quickly smiled and bowed and said, "Master, please be patient and patient."
Nangong Haotian nodded, hummed, raised his glass and took a sip, and then asked casually: "I heard that the foreigner you have here is very powerful..."
The bartender trembled when he heard it, and quickly said in a panic: "No, not great, very good, very good."
Nangong Haotian shook his head and smiled, and continued to pick up the glass and drink. He knew that no matter what he asked, the bartender would not tell the truth. This kind of kid bartender had an excellent ability to observe people's words and emotions.
Now, Nangong Haotian has confirmed that there are indeed people imprisoned on the three-pointed island in the Langsha sea area, and that outside Yu Yuan of this small town, there is indeed a dog-chested, hunchbacked, monkey-like mouth.
If the old man in cloth clothes in the small village in front of him had followed what the Nine-fingered Jackal had compiled, it was probably a plan to kill two birds with one stone, allowing himself and this member of the army to kill each other, while the Nine-fingered Jackal reaped the benefits.
Of course, if this Yu Yuan is not the pretender of the Nine-fingered Jackal, he must be someone the Nine-fingered Jackal must get rid of quickly, and kill with a borrowed knife.
But then he thought about it, and Nangong Haotian felt that something was wrong. Judging from the shocked and horrified expression of the bartender just now, this Yu Yuanwai was an evil gentry even if he was not a bully in this place.
However, with the Nine-Fingered Jackal's martial arts prowess and his mission, is it possible for him to allow a bully to exist within his sphere of influence?
Nangong Haotian was secretly surprised and thought to himself: Could it be that this Yu Yuan was so powerful that the nine-fingered jackal was no match for him, but he deliberately borrowed a knife to kill people and eradicate dissidents?
Nangong Haotian didn't figure it out for a while. This was not a problem that could be solved by intelligence. However, he thought of the nine-fingered jackal, and immediately remembered what the commoner old man said about the man having nine fingers.
While thinking about it, Nangong Haotian hurriedly turned around, looked at the bartender who had been standing at his side, and asked with a smile: "The shopkeeper..."
When the bartender heard this, he quickly bowed and said respectfully: "Don't dare, I'm here!"
Nangong Haotian asked with a smile: "I had a drink with Yu Yuanwai last night and found that he only had four fingers on one of his hands. How did that finger fall off?"
When the bartender asked, he was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and said with a smile: "How do you guys know about Mr. Yuan's affairs?"
Nangong Haotian asked with an expression on his face: "Why, you don't even know Yu Yuanwai has nine fingers."
Seeing that Nangong Haotian kept asking about Yu Yuanwai's affairs, the bartender was so nervous that he was already sweating profusely. When he asked about it, he couldn't help but said with a sad face: "Master, think about it, don't say that Yuanwai Yuanwai has been unable to come out for months and months.
When we go out, the kids don’t dare to raise their heads, and who dares to roll up their sleeves and look at the fingers of the uncle?”
Nangong Haotian said with a smile: "Well, this is actually the truth."
After saying that, Nangong Haotian stood up, picked up the Netherworld Dragon-Slaying Sword on the table, threw a piece of broken silver on the table, and said, "This is the money for the wine. I'll reward you with more."
When the bartender saw it, he was so panicked that he clasped his hands together and said repeatedly: "What kind of money do you want for some wine? Master, I don't dare to accept it. Please take it back."
Just as he finished speaking, a figure flashed at the door, and a cold voice sounded, "Since he is willing to give it, just accept it. What are you afraid of?"
The bartender was startled when he heard the sound and hurriedly turned back to look out the door. Upon seeing it, his expression changed drastically. He almost knelt down and begged with a bitter face: "Master, I don't dare to accept it. I don't dare to accept it."
Come on, even if the elders beat the younger ones to death, the younger ones won’t dare to accept the drink money from the elders!”
Nangong Haotian smiled calmly and took a closer look at the visitor. He was actually a middle-aged man dressed as a fisherman. He was about forty-one or twelve years old. He had a red face, a wide mouth, thick eyebrows, big eyes, and a beard that stretched around his cheeks. His body looked very...
solid.
Moreover, Nangong Haotian's eyes flashed with cold light from time to time. It was obvious that he already had a good foundation in internal skills, but he was not in Nangong Haotian's eyes.
As soon as Nangong Haotian saw the middle-aged fisherman standing at the door of the wine shop, he remembered what the old man in common clothes said - the nine-fingered jackal was dressed in a fisherman's costume. Even if he walked in front of him, he might not recognize him.
At the moment of thinking, Nangong Haotian heard the middle-aged fisherman ask in a deep voice: "Friend, why did you come to this town?"
Nangong Haotian cupped his hands slightly and said with a faint smile: "Looking for someone."
The middle-aged fisherman frowned and asked, "Who are you looking for?"
"Looking for you!" Nangong Haotian pointed his sword at the fisherman and said coldly.
When the middle-aged fisherman heard this, he suddenly looked up and laughed.
"I think you already know the purpose of my visit, what's so funny about this." Nangong Haotian touched the tip of his nose, held the sword in front of his chest with both hands, and rubbed the Juelong Immortal Ring on his ring finger with his thumb.
The middle-aged fisherman suddenly stopped smiling, turned around and walked out.
When Nangong Haotian saw it, he shouted loudly: "Stop, where are you going?"
The middle-aged fisherman pointed to the open space in front of him and said calmly: "I'm not going anywhere. I want you to die here today."
When Nangong Haotian heard this, he couldn't help laughing.
"Why are you laughing?" the middle-aged fisherman yelled angrily. When he shouted angrily, his eyes widened with anger and his eyebrows raised. Especially the word "you" at the beginning made his voice sound particularly sad.
"Laughing, you just hit what I wanted to say." Nangong Haotian still laughed and looked at the person in front of him calmly. He must be the legendary nine-fingered jackal!
"Okay, today we're going to see who lives and dies, and who's splattering blood on this place." The middle-aged fisherman nodded angrily, said the word "ground", turned around suddenly, and landed in front of the small wine shop with a single stride.
On the open ground.
Nangong Haotian sneered proudly, walked out of the small wine shop calmly, and walked towards the middle-aged fisherman.
The shopkeeper and bartender of the small wine shop was completely stunned when he saw this. He couldn't figure out what was going on. Didn't he say that this man was a guest at the member's house?
Several village women who were washing clothes by the pool were so frightened that they hurriedly picked up their wet clothes, grabbed their children who were playing, and ran home in a panic.
Nangong Haotian touched the tip of his nose, and the cold light in his eyes became even more intense. According to the vigilance of the village women, it seemed that this was not the first time that fighting and killing occurred in this small town. At this time, he thought of the time he had spent in Feng.
The lonely children I saw in Jundu made me feel a little sad.
The middle-aged fisherman had piercing eyes and a look of resentment on his face. When Nangong Haotian walked a foot or five feet in front of him, he suddenly waved his hand and shouted angrily: "Okay, let me tell you your name first.
"
Nangong Haotian smiled, stopped and said, "For you - it's not necessary."
"Then tell me why you're here." the middle-aged fisherman asked angrily.
Nangong Haotian raised his eyebrows slightly and said indifferently: "It's still the same sentence, it's not necessary for you."
After hearing this, the middle-aged fisherman gritted his teeth and said with his whole body trembling: "What an arrogant young man, he actually found my head. Well, I will capture you alive today and personally escort you to Sanjian Island."
Nangong Haotian smiled coldly and said: "That's good, I also want to go to Sanjian Island to see what's so shameful. Humph." A cold snort caused the surrounding air temperature to drop a bit. The bartender
I couldn't help but shiver and looked at Nangong Haotian and the middle-aged fisherman in shock.
"Okay, I will help you today," you said, and the middle-aged fisherman flew forward, waved his palms in the air, and transformed into a palm shadow, covering Nangong Haotian.
Nangong Haotian was shocked when he saw it, and his handsome face suddenly changed, because the floating cloud move performed by the middle-aged fisherman was exactly one of the moves in the Secret Manual of the Demon Dragon Slayer King.
So fast!!!
At the moment when he was frightened and distracted, the middle-aged fisherman had already pounced on him, and the wind from his palm hit the door with strong force. Nangong Haotian quickly reached the third level of training and felt his cheeks hurt.
What a powerful inner force.
Nangong Haotian was startled, but without hesitation, he shouted loudly, turned around and stepped forward, waved his left arm violently, and slapped the middle-aged fisherman on the ribs and shoulders with his backhand.
Unexpectedly, before his left palm was used up, the middle-aged fisherman shouted loudly, turned around with lightning and with a very clever gesture, and struck Nangong Haotian in the back of the heart with his right palm like lightning.
Nangong Haotian was shocked when he saw it, because this move was another one from the Demon Dragon Slayer King's secret book, and it was an extremely powerful move, and the one who hit it would be injured immediately.
In this critical, lightning-like moment, Nangong Haotian had no time to think more, and he no longer dared to look down on his opponent. The power of chaos circulated, and the energy in the divine source crystal continued to flow through the veins of his body.
A powerful aura emitted from Nangong Haotian's body, and all the chaotic power in his body accumulated into his right palm. Then he suddenly turned around and flew up, his right palm suddenly flipped over and faced the middle-aged fisherman's right palm.
This move is a move in the secret book of the Demon Dragon Slayer King's Palm Techniques. It is called Cloud Turning Palm. It is extremely powerful. With the support of the power of chaos, the power exerted may have surpassed the power of ordinary people.
The two parties connected their palms, and there was a bang. The middle-aged fisherman screamed, and flew several feet away like a kite with a broken string, and fell to the ground with a bang.
Nangong Haotian hurriedly stopped his stance and landed on the ground. He was stunned for a moment. He thought he would be injured, but after facing each other, he realized that his opponent was not his one-in-one general at all.
Just when Nangong Haotian was lost in thought, the middle-aged fisherman who had been hit by Yun's hand was vomiting blood and his body was still like a big meat ball that had been shot out, rolling several feet away.
After seeing this situation, Nangong Haotian knew that he had overestimated the middle-aged fisherman's skill, but he was still convinced that the middle-aged fisherman was a close confidant of the Demon Dragon Slayer King.