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    Chapter 130: Don¡¯t worry

    "She just actually wanted to kill that guy named Xiao Pi, right?" Han Tieqiang held a gun in his hand, Li Jing said as he walked.

    Xiang Xun stretched and said with a smile: "Other than that, is there any good explanation? Judging from their performance just nowah, my sauce! My braised beef! God, it must be all  It's cold" As he said this, he rushed to the store in three steps at a time.

    Li Jing couldn't help but laugh, but he rubbed his belly and shook his head. He had not eaten enough before, and he had a fight with the National People's Congress, so he was really hungry again.

    The two of them walked into the store. They had not dared to leave the store before. The guests who had gathered around the window to watch the excitement dispersed and hurried back to their tables, but their eyes still glanced at them from time to time.  The two of them seemed to want to find out their origins.

    "Brothers, thank you so much for earlier!" Just after the two sat down, Lao Jiang and three other men walked to the table and bowed to the two of them.

    "It's just a trivial matter. Don't be polite. If you don't mind, why don't we have a few drinks together?" Li Jing smiled and raised the wine glass in his hand and said casually.

    Xiang Xun happened to glance at Li Jing, but there was only a faint smile in his eyes, and there was no look of resistance or disapproval.

    "Haha, I've always liked drinking. In this case, it's better to be respectful than to obey!" The round-faced man pulled the stool next to him with a smile and sat down carelessly.

    Now that the round-faced man sat down, the other two couldn't hold back, so they took the stools and sat down together. They called the waiter over and added a few more hot dishes.

    "Thank you so many heroes for your help. Otherwise, my small shop may not be able to survive long ago. Today's drinks and dishes are all counted as mine. You just eat and drink. Don't worry about it. Well, wait for me to make a drunkard's meal with my own hands."  Come on, peanuts, that stuff is perfect with wine!" But the middle-aged shopkeeper with a gentle face came to the table and said very respectfully, and then hurriedly turned around and went to the kitchen without waiting for a few people to agree.  Needless to say, the drunkard's peanuts must be prepared for everyone.

    Xiang Xun took a piece of beef roux and stuffed it into his mouth. Sure enough, it had become cold and the taste was not as good as before, but he asked: "What do you think?"

    "The secretive master." Li Jingyao toasted the three of them with a drink, raised his neck, drank the wine in one gulp, and replied.

    "Hey, it is absolutely impossible for ordinary people to open a large-scale restaurant in such a remote place, especially in this time of war and chaos." The round-faced man twitched his lips, as if  The drink in the glass was not enough to satisfy his craving.

    "I haven't asked the names of the two brothers yet. It's really rude. My name is Jiang Yun. The one on my left is Hu Wei. The guy on the right who wants to soak in the wine vat all day long and whose face is getting fatter is called Tian.  Don't worry." The man with broad shoulders and broad back introduced.

    "Hey, Lao Jiang, what the hell do you mean? Is there anyone who introduces friends like you?" Tian Buchou shook his face and said with a very unhappy expression.

    They laughed for a while, and then heard Xiang Xun ask: "Do you three know the origins of those people before?"

    Xiao Pi, who has a bad temper and a bad mood; Xiao Yinji, who smiles like a flower and is ruthless; and the middle-aged man who sits on horseback and only speaks a few words from beginning to end. For some reason, Xiang Xun always has a kind of lethargy in his heart.  The feeling of not feeling better.
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