The pretty boy said as he put the teacup and teapot on their table and reached into his sleeves.
Seeing this, the Xiongnu's laughter stopped suddenly, he became alert, and his hand subconsciously grasped the handle of the knife at his waist.
The pretty boy didn't seem to realize that they were preparing to draw their swords and prepare to stab her. He started to roll up his sleeves as soon as his hands touched them.
"Brothers, wait a minute. I'll do some preparatory exercises first."
After saying that, the pretty boy really started to do a radio gymnastics, while clearly shouting the slogan: "Jumping jacks: 12345678, 2234567, 3234"
The Huns looked at the cute little boy jumping up in front of him and clapped his hands at the same time, looking at the cute little boy on his head, and loosened his grip on the handle of the knife.
"Drink, it turns out he's a pretty boy with a brain problem!"
As he said that, the Huns seemed to have lost interest. After all, arguing with a person with a brain problem doesn't mean he also has a brain problem? !
Only the person who provoked Xiang Yu from the beginning didn't give up. He was eager to see the pretty boy licking wine with his face on the ground.
Just when those Huns were about to continue eating and drinking, they continued to do radio gymnastics and got close to the pretty face of the drunken brother. They raised and lowered their hands and pressed hard on the back of the big brother's head.
Although the pretty boy was not good at kung fu, he was very strong. The big brother was held down by the pretty boy's hand and moved forward without any hindrance, all the way down, and finally his whole face was pressed against the ground where he spilled the wine.
The pretty girl smiled innocently and looked at her elder brother who was almost knocked unconscious by her: "Brother, the wine on the ground has been licked now~ Can you forgive me?"
When the other Huns saw this, they immediately jumped up from the bench, pulled out the knife from their waist, and prepared to swing it at the pretty boy.
"court death!"
Unfortunately, before they could take out their knives from their waists, a ball of white powder was sprinkled on their faces.
"Brothers, please keep the apology gift I gave you."
They didn't pay attention for a while, so they all took a sip. In just a moment, they began to sneeze wildly, tears streaming from their eyes, and their heads became dizzy.
Seeing this, the harmless little boy took the opportunity to catch Helbazar, who had been sitting on the bench, and ran for his life outside.
Xiang Yu stuffed the unconscious Helbazar into the Huns' carriage outside the door, and whipped the horse's butt.
Horses dragging carriages galloped through the streets.
Xiangyu mounted the horse that was enjoying the delicious food and followed closely behind Herbazar's carriage.
After the Huns came to their senses, they overturned the table and rushed out, regardless of the extreme discomfort of running noses and tears.
When they came outside the door, they found that their carriage had been robbed by the pretty boy. They looked around but there was no horse to snatch, so they angrily greeted the eighteenth generation of the pretty boy's ancestor!
The waiter was startled by the sudden sound of breaking ceramics in the restaurant, and quickly put down his work and went out of the kitchen.
When he saw that several tables in front of him had been overturned and wine and meat were scattered all over the floor, he was so angry that his heart bled.
He picked up the bench beside him and rushed out, ready to fight with those tall and powerful people!
Just when he was about to curse, the Huns who ran out with blood on their foreheads and veins popping out came in again, and yelled at the waiter with a curse: "Bring all the horses in your restaurant to the labor force!"
The waiter said it too late, but then he hid the bench behind him and replied with a sad face: "Sir, all the horses in our town have been confiscated. Where did the horses and ducks come from?"
When the older brother heard this, he almost pushed the waiter down and beat him severely, but when he saw the pretty girl's back fading away, he had no choice but to angrily kick down a wooden table in front of him and yell at the waiter. "Damn, it's useless!", then he rushed out with full of anger and chased the pretty boy.
After the black man left, the waiter cursed: "Even if I have it, grandpa won't give it to me!"
After scolding, he started to clean up the mess neatly.
In the quiet border town, "the sound of horse hooves and the angrily scolding father" were intertwined, creating a rare scene in decades where "the pretty boy flew in front and the black man chased behind". play.
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When Xiang Yu rushed to Xiangcheng on horseback, the black man was completely left behind by her.
Xiang Yu pulled the hanging ring and knocked hard on the heavy and tall wooden door.
The crisp knocking on the door circulated outside the empty city gate and lingered for a long time.
A crisp and urgent knock on the door attracted the attention of the soldiers guarding the city above.
"Who is coming?"
The soldier standing on the city gate with a serious expression and a spear in hand looked down at the man, horse and carriage, and asked in a low tone.
Xiang Yu immediately got off his horse and helped the Hun prince out of the carriage.
"On the order of the Seventh Prince, I will send the Hun Prince to the military camp!"
Xiang Yu raised his head and looked at the high city wall.
The soldier guarding the city lowered his head and looked down at Xiang Yu, who was looking at Wen Wen Ruo, who looked like a scholar who would fall when the wind blew, and then looked at Xiao Sheng, who was standing next to Wen Wen Wen Ruo and looking at him with the same fair skin.
Xiangyu was afraid that the people guarding the city were not sure that the person next to her was the Hun Prince, so she raised the head of the Hun Prince to let the city guards take a closer look.
Fortunately, some of the soldiers guarding the city knew what the Hun Prince looked like, so after repeatedly confirming that the person at the city gate was indeed the Hun Prince, he nodded to the person controlling the city gate.
With a muffled "creak" sound, the heavy wooden door was opened.
Xiang Yu quickly led the horse and helped the Hun Prince in.
But Xiang Yu had just entered the city, and several cold and sharp spears were placed on the necks of Xiang Yu and the Xiongnu prince.
A group of people with cold expressions and no emotion at all surrounded Xiang Yu and the eldest prince.
Xiaoyu first glanced at the people surrounding him, and after confirming that he couldn't break free with violence, he froze in place obediently, raised his hands in surrender.
"Brothers, please be careful, the sword is ruthless, the sword is ruthless."
The cold light from the spear shone on Helbazar's face. When Helbazar's empty eyes met the eyes of those soldiers, the scattered eyes gradually gathered together.
The soldier who was on the city gate just now walked slowly down from the city gate, looked at Xiang Yu and the Xiongnu Prince mercilessly, and said in a low and serious voice: "Take them to see Magistrate Guo."
After receiving the order, the soldiers turned around in unison to escort Xiang Yu and the Xiongnu prince, and drove them to the county magistrate's house like ducks.
Xiang Yu did not resist and allowed those people to escort him forward.
As Xiaoyu walked, he used his peripheral vision to observe the expressions of the soldiers escorting him, intending to read the reason for being escorted from their faces.
After all, even if they suspected me of lying, they wouldn't react like this.
(End of chapter)