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Chapter 1341: What do you say about the person who destroyed me?

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    Thank you to the leader ¡®Zuili Zhanglan¡¯ for the reward from the leader again!

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    When outsiders arrive in Peiping, the first thing they do is to find a place to live, and the second thing is to look for food.

    For basic necessities, food, housing and transportation, Chinese people attach great importance to food!

    When you arrive in Peiping, you must go to First Fresh.

    ??????????????????????????????? Just after the new year, the first store was packed with customers.

    The first floor is full of customers. This is because of the consumption desire accumulated during the Chinese New Year. Most of the customers are just from well-off families and come to satisfy their greed.

    However, only half of the private rooms on the second floor are used. It can be seen that the wealthy people have eaten so much during the Chinese New Year that they are digesting the fat at home.

    Ye Qing is not anxious at all. He knows that in a few days, as various industries return to normal, First Fresh's business will be full again.

    "It is indeed a colorful world, and people of the Ming Dynasty will enjoy it."

    There are many tables on both sides of the lobby on the first floor. This is the place for those who don¡¯t have a lot of money.

    The people at one of the tables were not dressed like Ming dynasties. A bearded man facing the door was praising the food in front of him, but his attitude was a bit frivolous.

    ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? out of the same way, the food and appearance are not very good, the waiter who served the food has already complained in the kitchen several times.

    Halachal looked at his men's eating faces and frowned: "Slow down, don't you see that those Ming people are laughing?"

    These are all tough men. After hearing this, they looked around with unruly eyes.

    The diners around were joking, but they didn¡¯t point fingers. They were just snickering or looking down at the foreigners for their lack of sophistication.

    This is pride and superiority, which is what Fang Xing has been pursuing and wants the people of Ming Dynasty to have.

    "Bang!"

    One of Halachal's men couldn't bear the look, so he slapped the table, causing the messy soup and bones to spread everywhere on the table, even Halachal's body was hit.

    When the surrounding diners saw this, they couldn't help but laugh. One of the scholars laughed the most. It was probably because he had drunk some wine that he actually slid off his chair with a smile.

    "Stupid pig!"

    The man also discovered his mistake. In embarrassment, he picked up a plate and threw it away.

    "Ouch!"

    The scholar was drunk and laughed so hard that he didn¡¯t pay attention and was beaten up.  When he got up from under the table, his head was covered with spicy tofu.

    What image does it look like to have spicy tofu and soup on your head?

    The scholar touched the top of his head with his hand, pointed angrily at the group of people and cursed: "Ignorant barbarians, get out!"

    The man sneered and touched his waist, then remembered that the sword had been confiscated by Akito on the road.

    But without the sword, he was still confident that he could overturn the table of people.

    Halachal didn¡¯t care, because the officials of the Ming Dynasty along the way were too rude, the accommodation was poor, the food was ordinary, and there was no hospitality at all like the rumors.

    "Be gentle!"

    "Yes, sir!"

    When the man received permission, he wiped the grease stains from the corners of his mouth with a grin and walked towards the table of scholars.

    The scholar was shaking his head. When his two companions saw this man approaching, they stood up timidly, hesitated for a moment, and shouted towards the lobby: "Hit someone! Some barbarians are bullying the Ming people!"

    People at more than ten tables here stood up, but not to help, but to watch the fun.

    "Hey, hey, hey! What are you doing?"

    When a man heard the shouting, he came over to stop him, but Halachal said in a deep voice: "I am the envoy of the Kingdom of Hale. People from your country will not stop humiliating me until they die!"

    This Ming Dynasty dialect was so eloquent that the diners around him couldn¡¯t stay any longer, but they couldn¡¯t bear to leave either, so they leaned on both sides one after another.

    The guy was confused when he heard it, so he went to find Ye Qing.

    But the man had already approached the scholar, picked up a chair, raised it high, and prepared to smash it down.

    This time I¡¯m going to break my head!

    The timid people around them all closed their eyes

    "Smash it down!"

    A voice suddenly broke in, breaking the silence.

    The man smiled ferociously, and sure enough, he hit it hard, and then the expected head injury did not happen.

    ¡°Bang!¡±

    When the chairs landed, the diners who had closed their eyes opened their eyes excitedly, wanting to see the scene of blood splattering everywhere.

    ? but¡­¡­

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?

    The chair did not hit the scholar's head, but fell to the man's feet, and there was something extra on his wrist.

    Throwing knives!

    Halachal looked at the visitor, narrowed his eyes and said, "Who are you?"

    There is less arrogance, because those who dare to use the knife in public must not be ordinary people, nor scholars.

    "The knife destroyed that man's right hand."

    The man standing in front said calmly, and Halachal immediately saw a short and thin man rushing out.

    "Poof!"

    It is taboo to jump and kick with a knife in the air, but the man was hit by the knife in his right hand. Only his left hand could respond to the attack, so he roared and punched out.

    The knife's foot collided with the man's fist, and he obviously had the upper hand. As soon as the man landed, he blocked the man's kick, and his body slid close to him.

    As soon as he got close to his body, the man felt the slipperiness of the knife. He was about to use his wrestling skills, but the knife grabbed the flying knife in his right hand, and then

    "ah¡­¡­"

    "Master, the knife has severed his hand tendon."

    Xin Laoqi was holding the battle at the side. When he saw that the knife was successful, he explained to Fang Xing.

    When Fang Xing saw that everyone at the table had stood up and stared at him eagerly, he nodded and said, "Just keep an eye on it." Then he walked towards Halachal.

    Halachal¡¯s eyes flickered, and he finally pressed his hands and said: ¡°Everyone sit down!¡± As for the unlucky guy who had his hand tendon broken, he didn¡¯t feel any pity at all.

    Fang Xing walked up, followed by Xin Laoqi and Fang Wu, and Ye Qing had already come up to greet him, pleading: "Master, I was negligent."

    Fang Xing nodded and said: "This is the place of the Ming Dynasty. Outsiders can only abide by the rules here, but you let outsiders bully others here. It is wrong. Go! Apologize to that person."

    Ye Qing agreed, walked up to the scholar who was still astonished, bowed and said: "Today the shop let our distinguished guest be bullied. It is an unforgivable mistake. I have already prepared hot water and asked your distinguished guest to wash up."  Once you get out, the store will naturally treat your guests fairly."

    The scholar¡¯s ??hair, face, and clothes were in a mess. Hearing this, he subconsciously said: ¡°No need¡­¡±

    "need."

    Ye Qing said: "Anyway, it's the shop's fault. Please treat me as a distinguished guest."

    While Fang Xing was acknowledging his mistake and trying to appease him, Fang Xing was already confronting Halachal.

    With their eyes facing each other, Halachal's sharp gaze, coupled with the momentum boost of the big men around him, was truly unstoppable.

    Fang Xing, on the other hand, frowned slightly. The news had already been known to him before the delegation from Halle Kingdom arrived, and people from Jinyiwei and Dongchang were secretly monitoring and observing along the way.

    So after they entered the gate of First Fresh, Fang Xing came immediately after getting the news.

    "Halachal, the kingdom of Khaled, the messenger of the kingdom of Khaled that you call."

    "Fang Xing, Ming Xing He Bo!"

    Halachal¡¯s expression was frozen, and he immediately said: ¡°But that Uncle Xinghe?¡±

    "There will not be two Xinghe uncles in the Ming Dynasty, but it seems that your envoy has done a lot of homework, and even Fang knows about it."

    Fang Xing glanced at the diners standing on both sides. As if it was a signal, those people returned to their seats, but their ears perked up.

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