Chapter 268 The murderous intention that follows
After bumping fists with Yin Xiu and expressing their cooperation, Hei Wu turned back into the silent man again, turned around and walked out of the alley.
Yin Xiu didn't stay with him, just watched him leave, then turned to look at Ma Xiaoyu.
"Want to eat? I know there is a very good wonton noodle shop on Wuguan Street."
Ma Xiaoyu glanced at him, "How can I be full if I only eat wonton noodles?"
Despite what she said, she jumped down from the water pipe and followed Yin Xiu's pace.
Thirteen watched from the spot as the two of them gradually walked away. After hesitating for a while, he gritted his teeth and followed.
When she decided to follow them, the two of them had already walked around the corner and disappeared.
She quickly quickened her pace, and after a while she saw Yin Xiu and Ma Xiaoyu sitting down in the small shop eating wonton noodles.
It's said to be a store, but it's actually just a stall supported by a tarpaulin, with three pots, two soup pots and one oil pot.
Plus a chopping board for kneading dough, two baskets for ingredients, a few tables and chairs, and nothing else.
Thirteen didn't care about the dining environment, he just walked up.
But as soon as she took a few steps, she felt something was wrong.
I saw around Yin Xiu and Ma Xiaoyu that the originally empty table was filled with people almost instantly.
Some are tall and thin, some are short and some are fat. Everyone's attire is different, but without exception they all wear a black felt hat to cover their eyes.
Yin Xiu didn't seem to notice at all and just raised her voice to shout to the boss.
"Boss, two bowls of wonton noodles, add a base, cook the noodles harder, fish skin, peanuts, pickles, quail eggs, and two more, oh no, 1 or [-] fried chicken wings."
Ma Xiaoyu seemed to be only focused on eating. She picked up a pair of chopsticks and wiped them on her palms.
"Don't you wait until thirteen?"
Yin Xiu said calmly: "I don't know if that stinky bitch will come. People who go to high-end places, big restaurants and Western restaurants, how can they expect common people's food from roadside stalls like ours?"
Ma Xiaoyu glared at him, "Can't it be that you're not used to the food here?"
"Not used to it?"
Now Yin Xiu was even more angry.
“If she still can’t get used to eating here, then there won’t be any wonton noodles in Hong Kong and Kowloon that she likes.
The master here used to be an escort, and he made a name for himself in the world with his Wulang Bagua stick. Later, when trains and ships became available everywhere, he lost his job and stopped being an escort.
Now, he has switched to making wonton noodles, using the Wulang Bagua stick method to roll out the bamboo noodles. Every noodle is chewy and chewy. You will know you won’t regret it after just one bite. "
"Is it so powerful?" Ma Xiaoyu suddenly became curious.
Yin Xiu was about to speak again, but the boss had already walked up with two bowls of noodles.
The noodle stall owner is not tall, but his limbs are still quite slender in proportion. Judging from the exposed calf and arm muscles, he looks more like a coolie than a cook.
"Brother Yin, your speech is still so funny. How can anyone use a Wulang Bagua stick to hit bamboo noodles? I'm just exercising my body when I'm bored. The noodles are so thin. If I hit them with the stick, won't they be crushed?"
As he spoke, he put the wonton noodles on the table. The clear light brown noodle soup was filled with wontons.
"Hey, let me try the new shrimp and crab roe wontons?"
As he spoke, he lowered his body again and squeezed out words through his teeth.
"Brother Yin, the wind is tight."
His eyes rolled to the side, signaling Yin Xiu to pay attention to the people around him.
Yin Xiu laughed immediately and reached out to pat the boss's strong arm.
"Thank you, boss. The wontons will burn your mouth. If you eat them too quickly, you will have to soak them in your mouth."
The boss nodded, showed a sincere smile, and then walked back to the stove to continue cooking noodles.
Ma Xiaoyu listened to the conversation between the two, her face remained calm, she just lowered her head and started eating noodles.
During this period, she said nothing, but from Ma Xiaoyu's chopsticks, Yin Xiu knew that this bowl of wonton noodles had indeed conquered her appetite.
Seeing that the two of them were still just eating noodles, Thirteen couldn't help but want to go over and remind them.
But at this moment, from the corner of her eye, she saw three men in black clothes walking quickly from the crowd to her right.
The three men wore black felt hats and sunglasses over their eyes. One of their hands was exposed, and the other hand was inserted into the clothes on their chests, as if they were trying to take something out.
At the age of thirteen, he went out to hang out in the world, stabbing people on the street, and was stabbed many times. What haven't you seen?
She naturally knew what these three people were hiding under their clothes, and she also knew who they were coming for.
It seems that Yamamoto Masahito has plenty of money. While hiring people to deal with Yin Xiu, he also found a few killers for her out of fear that Thirteen would be bored.
Thirteen looked at the stall. Several people were still sitting there, and no one even glanced at her.
She looked to her right again. Even though they were wearing sunglasses, the three men in black still seemed eager to have their eyes glued to her body.
【It’s coming so fiercely...】
Thirteen ignored the stall, turned and walked to the left, and immediately got into the crowd.
The killers obviously didn't expect Thirteen to leave so easily. They couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. After looking at each other, they quickly the wonton noodle stall, Ma Xiaoyuxiang was dripping with sweat. After eating the last noodle, she wiped the sweat from her head and let out a breath of hot breath, which sprayed directly onto Yin Xiu's face.
Yin Xiu wiped the moisture from her face and asked, "Are you full?"
Ma Xiaoyu was still unfinished, "Only [-]%."
Yin Xiu nodded, "Then let's go somewhere else to fill our stomachs later."
While he was talking, the noodle stall owner came out again, holding two bowls of plain noodles and placing them on the table behind Yin Xiu.
The four or five people sitting at the table were obviously stunned for a moment and couldn't help but become nervous.
After a while, at another table, a man who looked quite mature and had a sinister face stood up.
He seemed to be the leader of these people. As soon as he stood up, others were ready to make a move. It was not until he raised his hand that everyone sat back and the two sides started to fight.
The man walked to Yin Xiu's table, cupped his hands and said, "You two, can I sit down?"
Yin Xiu didn't answer, but just pulled out a chair for him.
"Thanks."
The man sat down and put his hat on the table. Then he asked: "You two, don't you know what giving two bowls of noodles means?"
Yin Xiu grinned, "I see you guys have been sitting there for so long without ordering anything. Isn't this affecting the boss's business? Just ask him to send two bowls of noodles over and let you eat and leave quickly."
He shook his head, "We'll do things quickly and we'll be leaving soon."
Yin Xiu didn't take it seriously, "Looking at your accent, Lao Hai, you are from Shu. Did you just come here not long ago?"
The man suddenly put his left hand on the elbow of his right hand, and moved his right hand forward, showing a thumb, and said with strange emphasis: "This stick came out of Baonan Mountain, and when it fell in the Hong family, it was used to beat up people. It's three feet six feet tall." If there is no change, don’t compromise!”
[It turned out to be someone from Ge Laohui. 】
Yin Xiu glanced at him again, and then realized that this man's face was full of weather, and his real age should be slightly younger than his face.
"What's wrong? Doing this job of tying your head to a belt?"
The man also sighed, "Brother, you are in a foreign land, whether it is a killer or a robber, everyone has his own stomachache."
Yin Xiu didn't follow him in detail. He just turned over a tea cup from the table, poured him a cup of tea, and then asked: "Isn't it inconvenient to do it here?"
The man shook his head, "No, it's just a few swords and axes, it won't hurt anyone else."
Yin Xiu glanced at the direction in which Thirteen was going, "What about the other three?"
"That's not our person, we can't control it."
Yin Xiu looked at him again, her eyes sparkling, "If you just deal with me, why don't you let her go first?"
The man glanced at Yin Xiu, then at Ma Xiaoyu, shook his head and said, "The boss said that as long as you are with you, you will behead as many as you can, either on a head-to-head basis, or on the basis of hands and feet."
When Ma Xiaoyu heard this, a smile appeared on her lips, as if she was eager for someone to come to her door.
She stretched one hand under the table, and the green-faced evil ghost mask revealed a fang from the sleeve, like a sharp knife, which made people feel cold all over.
The atmosphere suddenly became tense, and the boss who had been cooking noodles quietly pressed his hand on the big bamboo pole for rolling noodles, ready to explode at any time.
When Yin Xiu saw this, she couldn't help laughing and waved her hand at him, indicating that there was no need to be nervous.
The man who had been sitting opposite Yin Xiu frowned when he saw this, "Are you so confident?"
Yin Xiu shook her finger at him again, "It's not that I believe that I can do it, but that I believe that you can't do it."
"Oh shit!"
The man stepped forward and slid out together with the chair. One hand patted Yin Xiu's waist and the other hand moved toward Yin Xiu's face. A cold light came out of his sleeve.
Sword in the sleeve! The palm on the chest was a feint, and the dagger aimed at the front door was the killing move.
Yin Xiu watched him take action, not dodging or evading, not even moving. It was not until the dagger was about to pierce his eyes that his sleeves fluttered, and two black lights flashed out, like two shooting stars.
One meteor streaked upward, and another meteor passed by the waist.
The man's eyes only felt blurred, and a cold feeling came from his hand, and then several fingers flew out along with the dagger.
At the same time, a cold feeling invaded his abdomen. When he looked down, he saw that a black knife had been stabbed into his abdomen at some point.
The tendon of the hand he had originally used to pretend to attack Yin Xiu was cut open in an instant, and it had already dropped to his leg, with blood dripping from his sleeve.
"What a quick knife!"
"It's okay."
The black light reappeared, and this time the coldness invaded the man's neck. A shallow red line appeared on the dark neck, and then the surrounding skin and flesh seemed to heal and bond together again.
The Yuanyang Blade's black blade is still spotless.
what! !
Screams rang out from the crowd, and then most of the people who were still shopping didn't know what happened, and just ran away with others.
Seeing this, the noodle stall owner took his hand off the bamboo pole again.
"You told me earlier, I won't bring so many noodles when I leave the stall today."
(End of this chapter)