"Well! You can tell at a glance that the young master is a master of wine tasting. It turns out that he is a hero and a young man!" The restaurant owner clapped his hands and praised him, turned around and hugged a delicate brocade box from the wooden stand.

He said: "Look at this jar of wine, it has been stored in the cellar for 60 years, and the fragrance has spread for several miles! After drinking it, it is floating in the dream of ecstasy, and the beautiful woman is soft in her arms! Hardware!"

Mo Han couldn't help laughing when he heard the restaurant owner making a fuss.

He was very curious about this jar of "Beauty Dream". He opened the special brocade box. The golden brocade cloth wrapped in a dark blue wine bottle. The bottle was delicate and smooth like a work of art, and it was of great value.

After opening it, the fragrance swelled up and instantly filled the entire restaurant.

Everyone looked at the counter when they smelled the scent of the wine. Such expensive wine is the treasure of the restaurant. They took a sip and bragged for the rest of their lives, their eyes were full of envy and salivating.

The restaurant owner saw Mo Han's intoxicated expression with a smile on his lips, and said with a flattering smile: "Young Master, can I satisfy my dream of being a beauty?"

Mo Hanhan nodded with a smile and said, "No, not bad, but your knife is too deep! Three gold!"

Mo Han could smell that this wine was indeed the best, and ordinary people didn't dare to think about it. Even wealthy people were used to entertain distinguished guests. The boss couldn't sell a jar a year, but it was just used to raise the quality of the store. He paid three gold coins because he was too hungry to talk nonsense to the restaurant owner, otherwise he wouldn't have been the sucker.

"Ah, young master, you are a master of wine tasting. This three gold..." The restaurant owner began to scream.

"No, forget it!" Mo Han turned around and walked towards the table.

The restaurant owner was shocked and quickly changed his words: "Young master is here, how can you save your interest? Three gold is three gold!"

"Wow!"

Everyone exclaimed, looking at Mo Han with admiration and jealous eyes.

The four people at the next table muttered in a low voice, "Whose prodigal son is this? A million family fortune is not enough to be squandered."

"Looking at the face of her, she should be a rich child who went to the Wuliang Realm. Why is she dressed up?"

"Look at him like that, even if he goes to the Wuliang Realm, he can't enter the mountain gate. It's embarrassing."

"Tsk tsk, this wine is really the best."

As soon as the uproar fell, Mo Han said to the restaurant owner: "Two bottles!"

"Wow!"

There was another uproar, and everyone's original envy turned into jealousy and hatred, which was clearly arousing hatred!

The waiter gave the dishes a meal. He held the "Good Dream" in his arms and walked carefully to the table, gently placed it on the table, and his hands were shaking when pouring wine into the mutton fat cup, for fear that he would not be able to afford it.

Mo Han grabbed the wine bottle, pointed his finger behind him, and said, "I'll do it myself, give it to them that bottle!"

"Ah!" The waiter was shocked, and a stiff smile appeared on his face for a long time and looked at the four people at the next table.

When the four people on the table heard Mo Han's words, they were excited to come over and said, "Young Master's demeanor is extraordinary, where does it come from?"

Mo Han drank the wine in the cup in one sip, smacked his lips, savored it, and said, "Wall Beast Valley!"

"Ah! Haha, the young master is really good at joking. Last night, the monsters in Ten Thousand Beasts Valley were rioting, and the Xuan-level powerful men dared not step in. You..."

Judging from Mo Han's age, he is only eighteen or nineteen years old, and at most he can have two or three periods of entry. If he wants to say that he comes from Wanbeast Valley, no one dares to believe it.

"How do you say it! The young master is delicate and he must be protected by his masters. Why can't he come from the Valley of Ten Thousand Beasts?"

"Yes, yes, yes! The young master is not an ordinary person..."

"Your wine is here!" The waiter ran over happily with the wine in his arms and sang to the four of them.

The four of them could not wait to taste the wine and hurriedly said, "Young Master, please enjoy it slowly, thank you for your reward."

Mo Han waved his hand and let the four of them sit back.

When I saw four people in the restaurant receiving Mo Han’s reward, I was very envious and jealous of the four people. And I even had mixed praises and criticisms about Mo Han. Some said they were two fools, while others said they were generous.

Mo Han ignored his muttering words and just ate vegetables and drank leisurely.

His eyes accidentally swept across the road, where there was a blacksmith shop. A blacksmith was naked and knocked on the red iron blocks with a "bang bang bang bang".

When Mo Han saw the blacksmith remembering Shi Tan, the scene of Shi Tan and Jin Feng joining forces to kill the Li people appeared, and a smile of nostalgia appeared on his face.

When Mo Han picked up the wine glass and was about to taste it, he saw the blacksmith dropping the hammer and running into the house in a hurry.

As soon as the blacksmith ran into the house, a group of people walked to the straw shed of the blacksmith shop and kicked over the big wooden barrel full of water. The water left from the straw shed to the street and spread to the door of the restaurant.

Mo Han frowned, raised his eyes and waved his hand to the waiter, "Brother, come here!"

The waiter trotted forward and asked, "My master, what's the matter?"

"Who are they?" Mo Han pointed to the person who smashed the blacksmith shop and asked.

The waiter looked at the blacksmith shop, his face was a little solemn, and hesitated.

Mo Han took out a gold from the cloth bag and threw it to the waiter and said, "Who said in a low voice, I'll give it to you."

The waiter saw the gold coins and his eyes lit up. He bent down and put them in Mo Han's ear and said, "The person wearing red clothes is Zhao Jue, the young master of Zhao in the town. Their family is in great power. There are two masters in the sixth period of entry period. Young master, you shouldn't talk too much. If you eat and drink well, just hurry up. If you can't cause trouble."

Seeing the waiter's fear, Mo Han felt even more angry and asked, "Why are they smashing their iron shop?"

The waiter looked at the iron shop, leaned over and pressed it to Mo Han's ear, and said, "This blacksmith borrowed a gold from Zhao to treat his wife, but the money was spent, but he couldn't be cured. In the blink of an eye, half a year passed and ten golds were paid. How much money can he earn in this year of iron? But he has a child, who looks quite beautiful."

"They want to capture the blacksmith's daughter as a concubine?" Mo Han remembered Li Pin and knew that these playboys could do such a thing.

The waiter patted his thigh and said regretfully: "Oh, it would be great if it was as you said. They would send the blacksmith's daughter to the brothel to earn money to pay off the debt."

"What?" Mo Han frowned and said angrily.

"My master, I think you are generous and righteous, don't blame me for speaking a lot. They are the overlords here, so I advise you not to get muddy water." The waiter saw anger on Mo Han's face and persuaded him.

Mo Han glanced at the blacksmith shop and saw that Zhao Jue had already brought people into the house. He hurriedly asked, "Is these wine and food enough for ten gold?"

"I don't know if I haven't settled the score yet, so there must be more, there are more." The waiter said hurriedly.

Mo Han took out ten gold from the cloth bag, folded it on the table, and said, "If you have too many, I will give it to you."

The waiter was about to kneel down and thank him. When he saw Mo Han walking straight to the blacksmith shop, he said in fear and worry: "My master, how..."

Mo Han raised his arm without looking back, not allowing the waiter to speak again.

"It's over, it's over, something happened"

The waiter sighed and hurriedly put away the gold coins and went to the counter to check out.

Mo Han walked to the thieves in the iron shop and heard a girl crying in the room: "Dad, dad, help! Help!"

Pull out the iron rod burning in the stove and walk straight into the house.

When the people on the street heard the shouts, they knew that Zhao Jue was inside, and they watched from afar.

"Who is that young man?"

"I don't know, Zhao Jue has entered the entry period for two periods. This man is cruel and ruthless, and this young man is meddling in other people's business, something is going to happen."

Everyone was worried about Mo Han, and they were still impressed by his courage.

Mo Han walked into the house and the light inside was a little dim.

Zhao Jue was wearing a red dress, which was particularly conspicuous. He was tall and as tall as Mo Han. His handsome face always had a lewd smile, and Mo Han was very disgusting when he saw it.

Behind him were four servants, two of whom twisted a girl's arms. The girl cried and struggled but couldn't break free.

The blacksmith lay on the ground, with blood on the ground facing down, and it seemed that he had no breathing.

"Dad, dad! Brother, save my dad, please save my dad!" The girl's crying voice cords were about to tear apart, twisting her slender body to the ground, trying to pull it up to help the blacksmith.

Mo Han's murderous intent rushes, and his double pupils gradually turn red. He said coldly: "Let her go!"

"Ha, show off your hero?" Zhao Jue sarcastically, then raised his eyebrows and said, "Get out!"

Mo Han turned around and went to close the door.

Zhao Jue saw Mo Han turn around, thinking he was about to leave, and mocked him: "Why don't you have any ability to show off your hero, you're useless!"

The girl regarded Mo Han as a savior, but unexpectedly he turned around and left, begging heartbrokenly in fear: "Brother, brother, please save my father. I'll go to earn money for them to pay off their debts, please!"

When Mo Han heard the girl call her brother for the first time, he suddenly remembered his father and said that he had a sister. The sister was as old as him, and the girl looked only thirteen or fourteen years old, obviously not. But he still felt very distressed in his heart. What if his sister encountered these things?

Every time the girl screamed, Mo Han's heart felt like she was stabbed by a needle, and blood flowed down drop by drop.

Mo Han closed the door, blocking the view outside, and the room suddenly became dark.

The fiery red iron rod flashed a few times in the dark room, and after a few tragic screams, a flame condensed from Mo Han's palm, and it was swung towards the candlestick on the table, and the room became brighter.

The throats of the four followers were penetrated by the hot iron rods, and no drop of blood flowed out. Zhao Jue fell to the ground, with a hot iron rod still inserted into the throat, and his flesh was still burning, making a squeak.

Mo Han knew that the blacksmith did not have the strength to fight back, so he used the iron stick he burned to kill several people, which was considered to have avenged his own hands.

The girl who was slumped on the ground crawled towards the blacksmith and cried and shook the blacksmith's body.

"Dad, Dad!" The girl was so panicked that she was at a loss. She turned her head and knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Mo Han, saying, "Brother, save my dad, please save my dad! Can I repay you as a cow or a horse?"

Mo Han looked at the girl's face full of tears, and the reflection of the candlelight made her look even more pitiful. When she remembered the destruction of the Mo clan, her grief surged again.

Wiped away the tears from the girl's face and said, "Your father has left. Be good, don't cry. I'll bury your father. I'll take you to find relatives."

"Brother, my dad, I'm the only one left after my dad died, and I have no relatives anymore." The girl cried even more sadly.

Mo Han wanted to say that he had no relatives anymore, so he sighed and swallowed his choked throat and said, "Be good, I will be your brother from now on, will you be my sister?"

The girl was lying on the blacksmith and her body was trembling as she cried. Mo Han looked at the blacksmith's cold body and said, "Don't worry, uncle, I will take good care of him."

Mo Han looked up at the roof, as if he was stopping the tears that were about to fall, and the pain of losing his loved ones was still lingering.

"Since you are my sister, I will avenge you this revenge and kill the Zhao clan with blood!"
Chapter completed!