"Zhu Yue? What are you doing standing there? Come over here and eat. This stall has a lot of delicious food." Feng Jiu walked out from behind the stall and sat down at the small table. She smiled at the middle-aged woman and said, "Auntie, give me one portion of each."
The middle-aged woman was stunned for a moment when she saw the little beggar had washed his face and changed his clothes, and he looked like a different person. Then she smiled and said, "Okay, then you have a cup of tea first." Then she got busy serving him a portion of each food on the stall.
When Zhu Yue saw it, he was about to walk out, but suddenly he stopped, turned around and said to the shopkeeper, "You just said you would send me a roasted suckling pig. Keep your word! Send it to the stall over there." After saying that, he quickly walked towards the stall.
The shopkeeper had no choice but to order his men to prepare a roasted suckling pig. However, as soon as he turned around, he heard a loud bang and a muffled groan behind him, and he quickly looked back.
I saw that Gang and the young man in brocade clothes fell to the ground. Because they fell when they were going down the stairs, their foreheads hit the ground directly. A trace of blood flowed out and dyed the front of the restaurant red.
"Zhu Yue!"
Feng Jiu didn't expect that Zhu Yue would fall down with a bloody head just as she was drinking a sip of tea. She quickly walked towards him and tried to help him up, but...
"Get out of the way." Fengjiu frowned and looked at the four guards standing in front of her.
"Zhu Yue, what a coincidence!"
A man in brocade clothes walked forward, looked at Zhu Yue, whose head was broken and bleeding, and smiled proudly: "Why are you so careless? You actually fell down while walking?"
Zhu Yue sat up from the ground, holding his bleeding forehead with one hand, and felt dizzy. The injury on his forehead made him, who was already a little weak, unable to recover for a while. He only heard a voice from above that seemed familiar.
"Li Yao? It's you!"
When he looked up, he saw that the person standing in front of him was his childhood enemy Li Yao. For a moment, his face turned ugly: "It's been so long since we last met, and you are still such a mean person."
How could he fall? He was walking towards the stall when a gust of air hit him and he lost his balance and fell forward. Otherwise, even if he was weak, he would not have walked to the point of falling.
He stood up from the ground, but at this moment, Li Yao kicked him back to the ground.
"Um!"
Zhu Yue groaned, then fell back to the ground, glaring at the man standing in front of him and his guards: "What do you want to do?"
"I didn't do anything. It's just that you always bring guards with you when you go out. This time, you are only followed by that little beggar with a black bun? Tsk, Zhu Yue, it's not easy for you to fall into my hands. Tell me, should I make you crawl through my body? Or should I beat you up?"
Feng Jiu, who was blocked, glanced at the four guards in front of her. After listening to the words of the man in brocade clothes, she moved her fingers slightly, and a silver needle shot out silently.
"ah!"
Suddenly, Li Yao screamed, and without warning fell to the ground, twitching and rolling, foaming at the mouth and looking like he was dying, which scared everyone around him.
"Is this epilepsy?"