Chapter 280

This inn looks a bit too shabby. Whether it is the stubborn water tank next to the door or the white plaque hanging on the main entrance, it is all covered with a little moss, which looks quite messy.

What's the smell in this store? It smells so bad!!

Bai Ling'er gently sniffed her nose with her hands while walking in. The smell was neither smelly nor fragrant, and she rushed into her nose suddenly, making her sneeze several times.

Maybe it's because the dish is muddy.Shang Chi casually catered to the words and turned his head to look around for a few times.

There was still a little residual sticky liquid in the pile of broken clay pots in the corner, covered by maggots and flies, and I don’t know what it was.

With his eyes slightly closed, Shang Chi turned his head and looked at the guy who was leading the horse away again. The man was steady and breathing long and powerful. He looked like a person with some skills in hand and foot skills.

We finally don't have to lie on the ground to sleep tonight.Bai Ling'er smiled happily, and took Shang Chi's hand and strode in. When she thought of her being able to eat hot meals immediately, she was almost about to trot.

As soon as the two of them stepped past the door of the store, the waiter came up flatteringly, took them down and began to sign up for the dishes.

Bai Ling'er was bumpy all the way and hungry for a long time. She finally met a shop where she stayed, so she naturally went to order food when she was pregnant.

Shang Chi raised his eyes and looked at the counter behind, then took out a gold ingot and placed it on the table, with a smile on his lips and looked at the runner: Waiter, hurry up and deliver the food, and then drive another room to the room. You are absolutely indispensable.

The guests are so generous, so young people should prepare.The waiter in the hall smiled and took the gold ingot, but his emotions did not change at all.

Shang Chi watched him leave meaningfully, and then moved his eyes to other places, such as this table covered with red paint.

She raised her hand and gently stroked the table with her fingertips. When she lifted it up, there were already obvious dust marks on her fingertips.

It's so dirty, have they not wiped it well?Bai Ling'er couldn't bear to frown when she saw this. She raised her arm and looked at her snow-white sleeves. Fortunately, there was no dirty mark.

Not the table is dirty.Shang Chi turned around and placed the black sword behind him on the table. Looking at the shopkeeper who was secretly aiming at them behind the counter, his lips slightly raised and said softly: The store is dirty.

The dishes were served one after another, perhaps because after hearing Shang Chi's words, Bai Ling'er would rather swallow saliva than pick them up when she looked at the plump meat. Instead, Shang Chi was unscrupulous and picked up a few pieces of meat and threw them into her mouth.

The person behind the counter took a sneak peek at the black sword pressed by Shang Chi's subordinates, then lifted the curtain leading to the kitchen and walked in.

It was not big behind, and you could see the chef busying around the stove at a glance.

Hands, hands and feet... are they clean?These two people are not the ones we can provoke!The shopkeeper who was talking stuttered patted the person who was working, and the mustache on the corner of his mouth was also raised.

After hearing this, the fat chef who was burning the fire patted his chest and promised: Don't worry, brother, I didn't put any materials on it.

That's good. We have not lost our harvest today. There is no loss of the little lady on the upstairs, either, or not, there is no loss of the harvest.The shopkeeper sighed helplessly and sat next to the chef: Beijing, the most powerful in Beijing, and has a lot of power recently. It’s also more, so I can get more money outside Beijing.

I, let’s fight the two outside the door, and send them away. Tonight, let’s go and send that little lady away.

After hearing this, the chef nodded silly. Just as he was about to open his mouth and say something, the shopkeeper raised his hand and slapped it on the head. He sucked his breath so hard that he was so painful.

Again, want to be fart again.

After so many years of ups and downs, the shopkeeper knew what he wanted to fart after opening his mouth, and immediately slapped it again, making the chef's head sound dull.

Then, that little lady, is dedicated to the adults above, do you still want to think about it?

The chef rubbed the back of his head in pain, and looked at his shopkeeper with some grievance and whispered: I want my brother to bring this dish out.

Hmm, I, this is for your own good.If that little lady has no virginity, we brothers will have to stop eating.The shopkeeper picked up the hot dishes beside him and covered up some embarrassment with a stern face.

Are the store members here?I want to stay in a hotel below.A crisp female voice suddenly came from outside the door, and the shopkeeper and the chef's faces were both tight.

Why are there so many people staying in the hotel today?

The two looked at each other tacitly, and after exchanging their eyes, the shopkeeper greeted them with a smile.

The two female customers in the store were still eating, but there was a heroic woman at the door.

The waiter took the cabbage from the shopkeeper and brought it to Shang Chi and the others. However, Shang Chi stopped the movement and looked at the woman who had just entered the store.

This man was handsome and dressed in a simple black short-shot dress. His black ink hair hung into a ponytail on his hat, and his whole body was filled with an unconcealed aura of killing. He looked like a master who was often immersed in life and death.

Behind the woman was carrying a strange object tightly wrapped in black cloth, and two 'horns' were spent.

As soon as she sat down, she raised her hand and took the thing behind her back and leaned against the table.

Shang Chi's hearing was too sensitive, and she clearly heard the sound of the iron tool colliding the moment the thing landed.

What's wrong?Noting that Shang Chi had not picked up food for a long time, Bai Ling'er wiped her mouth and looked over Shang Chi's gaze.

The man with his hat was a little confused.However, that powerful aura immediately made Bai Ling'er alert.

It doesn’t matter. As long as she doesn’t have much trouble, we will not have any intersection and continue to eat ours.Shang Chi raised his eyebrows and withdrew his gaze. He had to admit that she had a sense of crisis for a moment.

The shopkeeper behind the counter was also secretly looking at the woman. This man looked quite mysterious and probably didn't look like an ordinary person!

So he secretly gave a wink at the waiter who was running away. Seeing this, the waiter knew what it meant, so he immediately bent down with a smile to grab the object wrapped in black cloth.

This guest official looks very heavy, so the young one will take you with you first.

The waiter's finger was about to touch the surface of the black bag, but the next second, his wrist was firmly grasped by the woman, making people unable to struggle.

Forget it, I'll just take it myself.The man turned his head and raised his chin slightly, with a hint of displeasure in his arrogant tone.

He was obviously just pinching his wrist, but the surging murderous intent that came to his face scared the waiter so much that his back was wet. He embarrassedly made a smile that was even more ugly than crying, and quickly found an excuse to pull out his wrist.

But this sudden move of the hall made Shang Chi see the woman's face clearly!