Outside Dingxiang Building

Looking at the long dragons lined up outside the door, looking back at the confused Wu Leitian and others, a wry smile appeared on the square plane.

"You guys don't know that the business of Dingxianglou is already very popular in Beijing. Usually, you have to come later and have no seats at all.

Now that the martial arts conference has started, there are many other people from other places. Just like you, I read the magazine and wanted to come over and try it out. Isn’t there more people here? Especially when we are at the meal time with the most crowded people in the day.

To be honest, I think we are lucky if we only have these people at the door."

"Grandma's, there are still many rich people in the capital, and you have to queue up when you go to a restaurant. For example, in my hometown, this restaurant cannot be filled all year round. If you can sit half of the day, the shopkeepers have to kowtow to worship Buddha."

The one-eyed dragon looked at the human dragon in front of him, and was full of complaints and looked back at Wu Leitian.

"Brother, what should we do? Are we waiting in line?"

………

"Last brother, you let the donkey kick your mind."

Wu Leitian glared at his eyes and cursed: "I see, since you came to the capital, you have become more and more stupid every day. What are we doing? I even queue up and broke in directly. I see who dares to stop us, and he smashed his store..."

"Ahem."

Fang Ping coughed twice and said indifferently: "I forgot to say just now that this Dingxiang Building is the property of the fifth prince consort."

Wu Leitian: “………”

Turning back, Wu Dajun looked at Ye Qian and the one-eyed dragon with a serious look on his face.

"As the saying goes, follow the customs. After all, this is the capital, not the Taihang Mountains. It is better not to be too arrogant, so as not to cause trouble and affect our participation in the martial arts conference..."

One-eyed dragon: “………”

Ye Qian: “………”

Can you be the boss? Is it because we are not as shameless as you...

………

Just as the few people were stunned by Wu Leitian's heart-show, a noise came from outside the gate of Dingxiang Tower.

Bang bang bang

With a few loud noises, a figure flew out from the gate of Dingxiang Tower, fell to the ground hard, and then vomited blood.

Immediately afterwards, several strong men in black and silver-edged outfits walked out of the store. The leader rushed out of the door and the figure lying on the ground vomiting blood sneered.

"After eating Xiongxin, I came to Dingxianglou to cause trouble, and dared to hurt and insult Mr. Guo Er. If I don't treat you, others will really think that there is no one in Dingxianglou."

The man who fell to the ground seemed to be injured, and he cried out with resentment, "I missed my hero of the desert for a lifetime, and I have been invincible for more than ten years in the desert. Today I was actually trapped in the hands of a small restaurant. It's so sad..."

Before he finished speaking, a fat black man ran out of the store. Looking at the crazy sword in the desert at the door, the fat black man looked like a hero and stranger. The fat black man's face darkened, and he turned around and squirted at the strong men just now.

"What are you doing? Haven't you heard from Master that you have a fortune? A second-rate man, hurry up and get rid of him, then pack up and then welcome the guests. What's going on? If you delay business, you can pay for the monthly money."

The powerful leader who was so majestic just now made the fat man point at the nose and scold him, but he was not angry at all. Instead, he smiled and said with apologies: "The second master is scolding me, let's deal with it now."

Then he coaxed the fat black man back to the hall, and pointed to the face of his subordinate, pointed at the desert sword and shouted: "I'll use both legs to destroy this guy, and then send it to Shuntian Mansion to check the case. Seeing that this guy was ruthless just now, he must have committed a crime."

The subordinates took the order and left with the desert sword. The strong man in charge comforted the guests lined up outside the door, then flashed away, and returned to calm outside the door.

………

Wu Leitian and others who had been watching the movement outside the store had a very complicated face. After a long time, the one-eyed dragon hesitated.

"That guy just now was Mo Langtian, who was known as the Desert Sword, the northwest-headed wolf, and was suppressing the heroes of the five prefectures and 18 counties in the north of Mobei? Could it be a fake?"

"It's not a fake." The silent Ye Qian spoke.

"I had a meeting with Molangtian a few years ago, and it was undoubtedly the person just now."

One-eyed dragon swallowed, and a trace of shock flashed across his one-eyed eyes: "Second brother, how good is the skill of the Desert Mad Knife Kung Fu than you."

"I don't know." Ye Qian shook his head.

"I haven't compared it, but I think we are almost the same as each other, or he is a little stronger than me."

"My mother!"

One-eyed dragon shrank and said in surprise: "This is the water in the capital city is too deep. Such a big master was cleaned up by several shop-looking doors."

"That's not an ordinary disciple. The strong man just now was the disciple of Senior Huang, the hero of Tianjin. Yuan Ming of the Fuhaiquan, and was a famous master in the capital.

In early July this year, he was under the tent of the princess. Now he is one of the eight great kings under the three commanders of the princess's mansion, and is responsible for guarding Dingxiang Tower."

A fat man with a greasy and a slutty face ran to the next few people at some point and explained with a smile.

………

Wu Leitian and his men's eyes were instantly full of vigilance. They were shocked by the masters like Damo Mad Sword, and they ended up in such a miserable end. In the absence of their minds, they did not find anyone approaching.

Now seeing this fat man looking familiar and talking about Yuan Ming’s origin, Wu Leitian and others were not nervous.

“Relax, relax.”

The fat man smiled: "Don't get me wrong, brother, I looked at the heroes who are very heroic. I was happy to see the hunting, so I came here to make friends."

Ye Qian's eyes were cold. For some reason, he always felt that the fat man had bad intentions and was stiff: "No need, we still have something to do, let's talk back."

Ye Qian refused so much, and he would have known each other for a long time, but the fat man became even more enthusiastic and smiled: "What's wrong, the second leader, don't give this little face to my brother."

Wu Leitian, one-eyed dragon, Ye Qian, and several subordinates who had been following him, all stared at the smiling fat man with fierce eyes.

"Who are you?" Wu Leitian said coldly, clenching his fists.

"Don't get me wrong, brothers have no malice. Speaking of which, my surname is Wu, maybe we were a family five hundred years ago."

Fatty... No, Fatty Wu was surrounded by these bandits, but there was no trace of fear on his face. His smile has never stopped since he appeared.

"This is not a place to talk, let's go into the store." Fatty Wu pointed at Dingxianglou and smiled.

Wu Leitian and others looked at each other, exchanged glances, and the one-eyed dragon snorted coldly: "We want to see what you sell in the gourd."

Fatty Wu smiled, stretched out his fat hand, and brought several people into the store with Fang Ping, and then went to a reserved private room. After each seated, he was busy ordering dishes and serving wine. After working for a while, the private room fell into silence, and Fatty Wu finally talked about the main business.

"I don't know about the leaders, so I will introduce myself first. My name is Wu Peng. I am the head of the advertising department of the magazine and one of the directors of the preparatory meeting of the first martial arts conference.

Today, my brothers are looking for a few leaders, and they have something to discuss with each other."

Wu Leitian frowned, glanced at his two brothers, and asked, "What's the matter."
Chapter completed!