Half an hour ago.

Sun Jian walked into the tavern next to the street. The knife on his waist and his sharp aura made him the most eye-catching person in the entire tavern. The wide burqa on his body added a bit more mysterious to him. At least the part of the drinkers who were drinking wine and bragging loudly in the tavern, after seeing such a big man who was obviously not easy to mess with, unconsciously lowered his voice.

The same is true for several bored gangsters who come to drink. They are very eye-catching and know who is easy to mess with whom and who is not easy to mess with. Although Sun Jian seems to be a foreigner in them, he is the kind of foreigner who is not easy to mess with, crossing the river.

He moved his eyes away without a trace, and the leaders of several gangsters drank the wine in the glass, then stood up and called on the other gangsters to leave.

"Boss, but the wine has not been finished..." A gangster said with a confused look on his face and pointed to a pot of wine on the table.

Unpredictable, the gangster leader slapped the gangster in the head and raised his voice and said, "Let's go, have you forgotten that we still have to help Brother Wang next door repair the roof?"

While talking, the gangster leader tried hard to wink the gangster who was still stunned.

When the gangster leader was thinking about whether to change his younger brother, the gangster who regretted the wine he had not finished drinking finally reacted and nodded repeatedly: "Yes, the boss has a good memory. Let's go and help Brother Wang repair the roof, so that Brother Wang will not have any water leakage at home on rainy days!"

The gangsters came and walked quickly, which made the other guests in the tavern stunned and felt incredible.

"Boss, why are we leaving? The first pot of wine has not been finished yet! There is a second pot!" After walking out of the pub, a gangster asked.

"You are stupid, haven't you seen the guy who just came in?" The gangster boss looked angry.

"But, the boss, there is only one guy who just came in. If you want him to do something, we can deal with him and then make a fuse!" Another gangster put forward his opinion.

"Are you the boss or I the boss?" The gangster boss decisively ended all topics. In his opinion, it would be useless to talk nonsense with these little brothers. This conversation made him secretly think that he had to find a few smart little brothers in the future.

Otherwise, I would like to find someone who doesn’t want to do it. Don’t ask for a half-bucket of water to sway. I’m not too smart or stupid. Otherwise, I will be killed by them sooner or later!

As the boss, his eyesight is not comparable to those of his subordinates. When the man entered the tavern, he noticed that the man's palm had a very obvious calluse, and the tiger's mouth was particularly thick. What does this mean? If this man was not a person on the official side, or a thief in the martial arts world! Only these two would often be with swords and swords, and they were not left and right. Both of these are not something they could provoke, a gangster who could only sway on the streets, collect protection fees.

"Boss, warm a pot of wine." Sun Jian said to the boss who came out of the counter with a pot of wine.

"Hello, please wait, please wait." The owner of the tavern responded habitually, and was about to give the pot of wine in his hand to the gangsters for them to leave quickly, but before he could walk a few steps, he was stunned. Only then did he realize that the few dilapidated houses today actually left early.

"Go away, go away." He murmured twice, turned back to the counter, and wanted to change the pot of wine in his hand to warm wine. If he hadn't been afraid of those gangsters who would find fault from time to time, he wouldn't even give them wine, let alone warming a pot of wine for those gangsters!

At this time, there were still few guests in the tavern, and not many people would come to the tavern to drink in the morning. It was unexpectedly quiet for Sun Jian. He sat on the bench and did not untie the ancient ingot knife around his waist. Although he had a waist twitch, it was nothing.

He developed a habit of keeping his waist away from his body, even if he puts the ancient ingot knife within his reach. When a sudden battle occurs, it will be slow.

It will be slow to reach out and slow to use the knife. One step slower to take a step slower is equal to the opponent's faster than you.

Take the gangsters just now for example. Although they are vulnerable in his eyes, they are indeed vulnerable. However, the tiger fights with all his strength. He has just prepared for the battle under the premise that those gangsters are ignorant of each other and is ready to do all his strength at any time.

To do it, you have to do your best.

As for whether the gangsters will die or not, it depends on his mood. Anyway, with his military rank, no one will pursue any gangsters who are not doing serious business in Luoyang City.

"Customer, here is your wine." The shopkeeper of the pub came to the table where Sun Jian was sitting, put down the wine that had been warmed on the tray, and poured another glass of wine for Sun Jian.

"Thank you." Sun Jian thanked him, and he was always particularly polite to the people in the market.

"You're welcome, use it slowly." The tavern owner replied with a smile and walked back to the counter.

With his head down, Sun Jian looked at the rice wine in the wine glass and the tiny lemons sinking to the bottom of the glass. He didn't say anything, but picked up the glass and drank the rice wine in the glass in one go.

The warm wine entered his throat, and a little cold heart returned to a little warmth.

Nowadays, this rice wine is indeed not tasty enough, and it seems petty than the other wines he drinks. It is different at this time. He can drink the good wine that tastes enough and can boil blood all over his body on any ordinary day, but it is not possible today.

Just as a tiger fighting a rabbit, it also uses all its strength. Before hunting, tigers must sharpen their minions and keep themselves in the best condition. The same is true for them, and they must also maintain their best condition.

Therefore, it is not advisable to drink strong wine at this time. It is suitable to drink rice wine. Warm rice wine can make the body feel warm in this slightly cold morning.

"Drink one drink together?"

Another voice came from Sun Jian's side.

"Yes." Sun Jian nodded and turned around. What caught his eye was a magnificent man with a long beard.

He glanced at it, and finally his eyes fell on the long object wrapped in a long cloth in the big man's hand.

"Chen Guan Yun?" Sun Jian asked, lifting up the wine pot, turning up the wine glasses that were buckled on the table, and filling a glass of wine.

Guan Yu sat opposite Sun Jian, with the Qinglong Yanyue Sword wrapped in long cloth leaning on his hand.

"Sun Wentai?" Guan Yu did not answer, but asked instead. He had already put his hand over the wine glass, raised his head, and drank the wine all in one go. When the wine glass fell back to the table, only a few crystal drops of wine were left shaking on the long beard, and he still struggled to fall.

At the same time, the wine glass in Sun Jian's hand also returned to the table, and the wine glass that had just filled it was missing a drop of wine.

At this time, silence is better than sound, and some questions do not need to be answered, because when the question just appeared, it was answered.
Chapter completed!