Beicheng, Changle Restaurant.

As a "five-star" restaurant that Yang Changan focused on when he was the leader of the Changle Gang, Changle Restaurant is the largest restaurant in Beicheng, with the most luxurious decoration and the best location.

Especially the private rooms on the second floor facing the street, you can see the canal as soon as you open the window. It is not an exaggeration to say that the scenery is picturesque.

Even in the current economic recession in Jintianfu, being able to host a banquet in the private room on the second floor of Changle Restaurant to entertain relatives and friends is a great honor for both the host and the guests.

It’s my son’s business!

Jing Wuyang should be an exception.

Because the person who invited him to the Changle Restaurant for the banquet was the person he least wanted to see.

"Crack."

He pushed open the carved door of the elegant room with a slumped face, and when he saw a table of good wine and food, he didn't have a good look on his face: "Why did you call me here?"

Zhang Chu, who was sitting in the master's seat by the window, smiled lightly, stretched out his hand and made a "please" gesture: "The spring is beautiful today, please come over and watch a big show, Brother Jing."

Jing Wuyang glanced at the cloudy sky outside the window and almost blurted out the words "You are blind", and then he swallowed them alive.

He knows who Zhang Chu is.

Zhang Chu said there was a big show to watch, so even if there was no big show, Zhang Chu would definitely be able to put on a big show for him.

Because this is Jintian Mansion.

Jing Wuyang silently stepped forward, pulled out the chair, and sat opposite Zhang Chu.

He carefully looked at the furnishings in the private room and noticed Zhang Chu's green-sheathed saber leaning against his side.

He immediately knew that today's drama might be a bit bloody...

Zhang Chu was busy pouring wine for himself and seemed not to notice that he was looking around with a stern look: "How are you doing, Mrs. Sister-in-law?"

"As long as you don't pay attention to her, everything will be fine with her!"

Jing Wuyang said nonchalantly.

Zhang Chu laughed dumbly and raised the wine glass in front of him: "I said something wrong, I will punish myself with a drink!"

After saying this, he brought the wine glass to his thin lips and flipped it, and all the wine in the glass went into his stomach.

Jing Wuyang looked at him and said nothing.

Even if he has a prejudice against Zhang Chu, he has to admit that this guy's temperament is getting more and more serious.

After finishing the glass, Zhang Chu picked up the jug and poured himself another drink. He casually asked, "By the way, Brother Jing has been traveling around the world for many years. Have you ever heard of a water thief nicknamed 'Shuangtou'?"

Jing Wuyang frowned, "What did you ask that guy for?"

Zhang Chu raised his head and looked at him: "Why, from Brother Jing's tone, it sounds like he is an old acquaintance?"

Jing Wuyang hesitated for a while, then nodded and said, "We are old acquaintances. I have suffered losses at his hands."

"oh?"

Zhang Chu became interested: "With Brother Jing's evil reputation, he will also suffer losses?"

Hearing this, Jin Wuyang let out an annoyed "bang" sound.

"I just killed an eighth-grade grain and fodder transporter in your Wuding County, and was put on your Wuding County's wanted list. In the world of Bei Erzhou, a villain who was more famous than me, more fierce than me, and more ruthless than me was gone!

"

Zhang Chu smiled: "For example, this 'ship's leader'?"

Jin Wuyang glanced at him and said: "You don't have to trick me, there's nothing bad to say. I killed his men accidentally on the water, and he caught up with me and took advantage of the situation. I suffered a small loss, so

That’s what happened!”

"Why, is this 'Captain' very strong?"

When Zhang Chu heard what he said, it was not as simple as a "small loss".

"Very strong!"

Jing Wuyang nodded, "We are both seventh grade, even on the shore, I can't survive a hundred moves under his hands!"

After a pause, he suddenly looked at Zhang Chu alertly: "Why are you asking so clearly? You don't want to cause trouble for him, do you? You'd better rest, it's not that I look down on you, that guy is really hard to mess with.

, the water thieves under him are all desperadoes who are not afraid of death, and that guy has a hobby, he likes to eat the hearts and livers of living people."

"This is not a rumor, it is true. He is from the water family and believes that eating the liver and liver of a living person can save one life. Everyone who fell into his hands was tortured, and then he dug out the heart and liver alive and ate them raw.

There are a few who can leave whole corpses, and that guy is on the green forest road in Yanzhen County, and he has a title, 'The King of Water Hell'."

"not to be trifled?"

Zhang Chu smiled, raised his hand and threw the wine glass out of the window, "Is it worse than my six thousand troops?"

"Snapped."

The clear sound of a wine glass being smashed to pieces on the street reached the private room.

Jing Wuyang's heart "thumped" and he was in suspense.

The next second, dense and rapid footsteps came from all directions, and the neat footsteps made the whole restaurant seem to tremble.

Jing Wuyang jumped up suddenly, knocked over two chairs and threw himself against the window. On the other side of the canal, he saw countless officers and soldiers wearing red armor, surrounding a wooden building facing the river.

The forest of red-tasseled spears exudes a soul-stirring chill.

Surrounding these red warriors, there were countless strong men in black attire, running around holding bright long swords.

The leader was a lean man carrying a door-panel sword with a crazy smile on his face.

Before the two parties could surround the wooden building, the bars and windows of the Jingwuyang wooden building shattered, and a group of figures holding sharp knives rushed out.

The leader has gray beard and hair, wearing linen clothes and a dagger, with sinister eyes, a goatee, and holding a three-pronged harpoon in his hand.

Jing Wuyang recognized him, the King of Hell who had hunted him down so many years ago that he had no way to go to heaven and no way to enter the earth!

As soon as these figures landed on the ground, they ran towards the canal desperately.

Seeing that the King of Water Hell was about to jump into the canal, Jing Wuyang was shocked and lost his voice: "We can't let him enter the water. Once that guy enters the water, not even the tyrants of Qi Sea can keep him!"

The canal is several feet wide and the water is bottomless. Those who are good at water can disappear without a trace in the blink of an eye just by taking a dip.

Zhang Chu was still sitting on the chair as steady as a mountain, holding a wine bottle and drinking heavily, "Brother Jing, calm down."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jing Wuyang saw a dozen fishing boats floating on the canal, and their awnings were lifted at the same time, revealing a series of ferocious crossbows.

It was a heavy-duty city-defending instrument that required the combined efforts of five to seven skilled soldiers and a winch to wind it up.

The arrows fired by this kind of bed crossbow are not so much arrows as large spears with feathers. If they are fired, they can penetrate even a strong horse covered with heavy armor!

Anyway, Zhang Chu had tried this kind of bed crossbow and thought to himself that he would never dare to resist!

Three crossbows in one ship!

There are a dozen fishing boats and more than thirty crossbows.

Each one has been stringed in advance!

Even though the accuracy of this kind of bed crossbow is notoriously low, the range of fire of more than thirty bed crossbows is enough to seal all the narrow river embankments!

Big arrows emitting cold light were aimed at a group of water thieves rushing toward the canal.

King Shuiyan, who was rushing at the front, saw the crossbow carriages emitting cold light at a glance, and a look of surprise suddenly appeared on his face.

Without any hesitation, he turned around and rushed back along the way he came.

However, before he could rush into the wooden house, a dense rain of arrows, like locusts passing through, had already roared down from the sky!

"Straight bitch!"

The King of Water Hell roared and cursed, and waved the three-pronged harpoon in his hand like a windmill.

A dense rain of arrows fell on the bare and narrow river embankment.

The King of Water Hell is truly a master of the seventh level. He actually relied on a three-pronged harpoon to protect his whole body, and the dense rain of arrows failed to hurt him at all!

But the group of fierce water thieves under his command are not as good as him.

One by one, the fierce water thieves fell to the ground wailing.

The few boss-level water thieves who could still remain standing all had feather arrows stuck in their bodies.

Before they could take a breath, the second wave of sword rain had already enveloped them.

The King of Water Hell could only continue to wave the three-pronged harpoon to block the rain of arrows.

"Snapped."

In the chaos, several clay porcelain jars the size of human heads were smashed to pieces by three-pronged harpoons, and the viscous liquid poured over the King of Hell.

He lowered his head and sniffed, threw the three-pronged harpoon without hesitation, turned around and ran towards the canal again.

But it's too late.

Dozens of rockets landed around him.

He summoned his energy and blocked most of them, but still couldn't dodge them all.
To be continued...