Chapter 52: Staying Overnight
whoosh whoosh whoosh!
The moment the teacup exploded, fragments flew everywhere.
The ones closer to the dog-oil-Hu were the monk and a swordsman.
On his left and right respectively.
Seeing the teacup fragments coming towards him, the monk did not open his eyes, but reached out and caught a piece of the fragment in his hand.
As if he felt there was nowhere to throw it, he simply stuffed it into his mouth. While grunting, he actually chewed it all into pieces and swallowed it into his stomach.
At the same moment, the swordsman also moved.
I didn't see how the knife was unsheathed, but I saw the flash of the knife and the sound of the blade returning to the sheath.
The fragments of the teacup have disappeared without a trace.
The only one who dodged was Gouyouhu, who tilted his head, but ended up getting splashed with the tea all over his head and face.
The woman, who had her eyes closed as if she was resting, opened one eye, but there was a look of surprise in her eyes.
He couldn't help but look at Su Mo, and suddenly smiled, with a hint of joy in his eyes: "I underestimated you."
"I don't dare."
Su Mo shook his head slightly.
The swordsman didn't even look at Su Mo. After chopping the teacup into pieces, he still maintained his original posture, sitting still.
Only one person laughed loudly, arrogantly, slapping his thigh and pointing at the gentleman: "You deserve it! You are so mean, saying you are serving tea, but you have no good intentions at all. Now you know how powerful he is, right? The little brother is not an ordinary person, and you dare to act so presumptuous in front of everyone with your mediocre skills. Now you know what it means that there are always people better than you, right?"
Gouyou Hu casually took the folding fan that exploded and bounced back to him. He opened it and fanned it twice, but then he felt something was wrong.
Then he reached out and rubbed his face fiercely: "Okay..."
Just after he finished speaking, he realized something was wrong, and he spat out a mouthful of tea leaves, then pointed with his finger:
"Good boy, everyone said that Ziyang Escort Agency was declining, but I didn't expect that there would be a person like you."
"oops."
Su Mo waved his hands quickly, "Senior, you are too polite. I know I am too humble to accept your tea, so I am offering you a gift. But I didn't expect that you would like to wash your face with tea. Although it is a waste, it is still... Well, strange people naturally behave differently. I am surprised by what I have seen."
The dog's beard is so angry that it's about to fly up.
Su Mo didn't say a single dirty word, but in his opinion, his words were more cruel than any insults he could receive.
For a moment, he was so angry that his teeth were trembling.
Seeing that the rude man surnamed Wang was still laughing, he snorted coldly: "Is it funny?"
“It’s very funny!”
The rough man named Wang laughed even more wildly.
But he saw that the man with a moustache suddenly threw out his folding fan and went straight towards the ruffian.
The ruffian's face changed, and he swung his fist, hitting the folding fan hard.
This man's brute strength is astonishing, and the sound of his fists is like thunder, with extraordinary momentum.
Naturally, the folding fan flew away at the touch, but before the ruffian could feel proud, he suddenly felt that all the acupoints on the back of his heart were controlled by someone's hand.
However, the gentleman was as graceful as jade and had amazing footwork. While the ruffian was swinging his fists and hitting the fan, he had already circled behind him and lifted the man up with just a raise of his hand.
This brute was tall and strong, with a muscular build, and the force in his palm was at least nearly 200 kilograms.
When the man with the beard stood up, he saw that the man was less than five feet tall, and the Qilin Swordsman's sword was two feet taller than him. When he raised his hand to grab the man, he saw that his arms skinny, but he grabbed the rough man as if he were nothing.
He threw it out of the hall without hesitation: "Then go out and laugh."
The ruffian cried out, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
After a moment, a loud bang was heard outside, and it was obvious that someone had fallen to the ground.
The man didn't come back, but the voice of angry curse came in first: "You bastard, you are plotting against me again. If you have the ability, fight me for 300 rounds and I will beat the shit out of you."
As he was speaking, he rushed in with a rumble.
The man with the dog-oil beard looked at Su Mo deeply, then suddenly reached out and grabbed. With the help of his inner force, the folding fan on the ground flew into his palm with a snap. He returned to his seat leisurely and sat down, sighing softly:
"These days, the world is getting harder and harder to get along with. Some young men look respectful but are actually bad guys behind the scenes. They bully me, an old man who is handsome, elegant, and a gentleman."
“…”
Except for the old monk, everyone present, even the two swordsmen with faces as if carved by knives and axes, couldn't help but twitch their lips when they heard this.
When it comes to being shameless, is there anyone in the world who can surpass him?
However, after this incident, everyone looked at Su Mo differently.
The ruffian was still shouting that he wanted to fight with Gouyouhu for three hundred rounds. Although he was reckless, he still remembered Liu Suifeng's rules. For a while, he just shouted loudly, but did not dare to make a move.
Finally, after shouting for a long time and no one paid any attention to him, he sat down angrily and let the cold-faced maid pour him more tea.
Time passed by every second during this process, and nearly an incense stick of time had passed.
There were footsteps sounds in front of the door, and the person who came in was naturally Liu Qingkong.
Everyone's eyes naturally fell on this person, but they did not see Liu Suifeng.
After Liu Qingkong came in, he bowed to all four directions, then stood up and said:
"I'm really sorry, everyone. The owner of the manor is really busy today and can't get away. Please forgive me. It's getting late now, and I dare not ask you to come again tomorrow. Now I have prepared the rooms. Please stay in Yuliu Mountain Manor for one more night, okay?"
Su Mo glanced at Yang Xiaoyun when he heard that, but found that she was distracted at the moment and he didn't know what she was thinking about.
I can't help but feel a little strange.
And what Liu Qingkong said was even stranger.
Liu Suifeng is a dignified and wise man. How could he avoid meeting a guest?
He watched coldly, but found that these people had different expressions.
Some had smiles on their lips, some stood still, some seemed to be smiling, and some... were sleeping soundly.
Su Mo even suspected that this person was the one who borrowed the sword in disguise.
How can I still sleep ?
Just now, I had a secret competition of internal strength with that dog oily Hu, which caused quite a noise.
Su Mo was really amazed at this man's ability to sleep soundly.
However, no matter how these people reacted, none of them looked angry, or even surprised.
Gouyouhu wiped the tea that was still wet on his neck and said with a smile: "Since Master Liu is not convenient, I will stay in Yuliu Villa for one night today."
"I have heard of the name of Yuliu Villa for a long time, but I am very lucky tonight. When I drink and chat with others in the future, I can tell them that I stayed in Yuliu Villa a night, which will give me a lot of topics to talk about."
The woman smiled, but looked at Su Mo again: "What about you? Are you staying or coming back tomorrow?"
