Episode 1 Martial Arts Master Chapter 16 Typhoon Hailong?
Two tables were lined up, and more than a dozen people gathered around them. Hamal brought a large plate of cheese and ham, and took out a knife and fork for everyone to eat. Shen Zhimo picked up a piece first and put it into his mouth, saying: "You're welcome, this is
I invited you."
Aubrey frowned, forked a piece of meat with a dirty fork, and held it in front of his eyes without moving his mouth. The mercenary group had a generous income. Not only did they have fine wine every day, but they also had pan-fried cod, grilled chicken legs with vegetables, and smoked roast goose.
Braised lamb rump and grilled rice with onions, which meal doesn’t make your mouth full of oil? This piece of low-quality ham that is a bit off-flavored actually has two small tooth marks on it. It looks like it has been gnawed by mice. It’s really annoying.
No appetite.
Shen Zhimo glanced over: "Mr. Aubrey, are you not satisfied with the food I provided?" Although his tone was gentle, his eyes were stern, as if if he said no, the knife and fork would be inserted into him in the next second.
Throat. Forced by the power, Aubrey dared not say anything. He smiled bitterly and said: "Your ham is sweet and delicious, but we were already full when we first came here, so we can't eat it for the time being."
"Yeah." Shen Zhimo nodded in agreement: "Since we are friends and partners, there should be no barriers. I know you don't like this kind of inferior ham, but this is the best thing I can come up with.
Already."
Seeing that the blacksmith's shop was poorly furnished and his clothes were very old, Simon couldn't help but feel moved when he knew what he was telling the truth. He forked a piece and ate it, saying, "Mr. Saga, you are a friend worth boasting about."
At this time, apprentice Tang En walked in with a sad face carrying two bottles of ale.
"Ah ha, let's see what good wine our Tang En bought back." Shen Zhimo popped the cork and smelled it: "It doesn't seem to be anything special, but you bought two bottles of ordinary ale for ten silver coins?"
"First of all, sir, the owner of Xueye Tavern said this is the price." Tang En looked a little frustrated.
Shen Zhimo smiled: "It's that guy, haha, he still remembers being cheated by me, so forget it and leave him alone, it's not a big deal anyway. Everyone, eat quickly and start when you're full. Have your knives been sharpened?"
"Do it after eating? Do you think the deep-water crocodile is like a goldfish in the pond, and you can fish it out whenever you want? How can it be done without a plan?"
"Of course it won't happen without a plan. Just tell me about Bernie's weaknesses. I believe you must have accumulated a lot of experience in the long years of fighting."
Simon thought for a while and said: "There is a weakness, but it is difficult to grasp because there is no preparation beforehand. You know, we have to plan for weeks before each action, and some even take up to half a year of careful preparation before we dare to take action. Saga
Sir, although you are powerful, there are still dangers. Bernie likes to go to the Turtle Shell Restaurant for dinner at seven o'clock in the afternoon when the sun sets. The route is not fixed. Sometimes he has to finish the things at hand before going. Usually
He has more than five bodyguards, which is his weak link."
"Well, then we'd better make a careful calculation and make sure there aren't any omissions."
After taking a few sips of wine, Shen Zhimo suddenly had an evil premonition, which was very strong and inexplicable. The last time this feeling occurred was five years ago, when he was invited by Master Yu of the Qingcheng Sect to watch the ceremony in Qingcheng Mountain.
Unprepared, he was attacked and besieged by more than a dozen martial arts masters. He almost died and lost most of his martial arts. It took him two years to recover. This premonition came from a sense of danger, and he could only lick blood all the time.
Only rare people can have this feeling. Often, when they don't feel any pain but suddenly feel palpitation and nervousness, that's when danger is coming.
Could it be that the cannibal just now was a traitor and had already reported the news to the deep-water crocodile, and now Bernie plans to take a preemptive strike?
Shen Zhimo looked around and saw that everyone here looked as usual, drinking and chatting. Simon was still worryingly recounting the glorious past of deep-water crocodiles to a few novices. Terry Hill was standing behind him, looking unwilling.
Sitting with these vulgar guys, Hammar huddled in the kitchen and stretched his head out from time to time to check everyone's reactions. The two apprentices were a little timid, but nothing seemed out of the ordinary.
Are you worrying too much?
Simon talked non-stop, took off his leather armor, wiped off his sweat and said: "Why is it getting hotter and hotter? It should be a bit cool at this time. Damn it, are you going to let people live? Mr. Saga, can you?"
Can't you ask your apprentice to buy more bottles of cold ale? It's really unbearable."
Aubrey echoed: "It's really too hot for you blacksmith to spread out until now. Can you put out the stove first?"
Hamar murmured: "No, it's not. It wasn't so hot even when we turned on two stoves. I think it's the weather. Why not move the table to the patio, where it'll be cooler."
It was only dusk now, and the sky in the west was as red as blood. Suddenly, a large black cloud covered the harbor, and the surrounding light quickly dimmed.
Hamar looked up at the sky and muttered: "Is it going to rain? That's not bad." At this time, he could sit on a small bench at the door and read the "Harbor Daily", but his eyes were already dark.
Can't see anything clearly.
"Old blacksmith, are there any candles left? Light a few so that no one can see them. Damn it, there will be a heavy rain later," Aubrey said.
Simon had an idea: "Mr. Saga, what do you think is the effect of attacking deep-water crocodiles during heavy rain? This will become an extremely favorable environment for us. Heavy rain can hide our actions to the maximum extent and can also reduce the enemy's alertness.
"
Shen Zhimo praised: "You have some brains and know how to take advantage of the right time and place. If you buy a little more time and put in a few internal agents, you will even have the human factor."
Simon said: "So your request to take action tonight is indeed too urgent. Many things have not been properly arranged. It would be a pity..."
Before he finished speaking, a gust of wind swept through every inch of the port. Hamar took out the flint and lit the candle, and immediately extinguished it. The window next to the door suddenly slapped against the wall with such force that it even rotted.
The window lattice was also shattered. The dust in the furnace roared up and flew into every corner, stirring and swirling in the blacksmith shop.
Several dishes in the patio were knocked down one after another, and the untidy furniture was moved by the strong wind. The nearby streets were filled with drying clothes and dead branches and leaves, and the loud wind filled the ears, and for a while, nothing else could be heard.
sound.
Aubrey sneezed hard and cursed loudly: "Could it be that Typhoon Hailong came early this year?"
It was indeed much cooler than before, and the raging wind took away all body surface temperature. Simon laughed with open belly: "***! The louder the wind, the better!".