Chapter 998: Gathering of Heroes (Part )

"Master Jiu, someone is causing trouble in the teahouse. The owner wants you to go over and take a look."

A young waiter of about fifteen or sixteen stumbled out of the Donghai Teahouse and shouted loudly to a middle-aged man with a fat face and a sturdy build on the street.

The man's name is Hu Jiu. He has no family or sect, no home or job, and no children. He often hangs around the streets and is quite famous among the ruffians and hooligans in Luoyang City.

This "Anti-Traitor Conference" attracted heroes from all walks of life to gather in Luoyang. The owner of the Donghai Teahouse was worried that the mixed crowd would cause trouble. The Xianwang Mansion was in a troubled time, and he did not dare to disturb it rashly. Therefore, he spent a large sum of money to invite Hu Jiu and his minions to "guard the house" for him.

Those "guys" who were bossing people around at the door were Hu Jiu's men.

"Because what?" Hu Jiu rolled up his arms and sleeves and walked towards the teahouse, followed by a dozen arrogant minions.

"It was similar to the fight last time. One table of guests complained that the tea was served too slowly, so they forcibly took the tea from another table of guests from the waiter, and the two sides started shouting and cursing at each other..."

"That's enough! It's all just a bunch of trivial things." Hu Jiu interrupted the waiter's explanation impatiently and asked, "Who are the people causing the trouble?"

"I haven't seen them before. They are all new faces."

"Did they introduce themselves?"

"No! But judging by their attire, they don't look like those sects or noble families that we are wary of. Most likely they are from small places, relying on their few bucks to show off here on purpose."

"It's not the best, save the trouble."

As Hu Jiu muttered to himself, a group of people rushed into the Donghai Teahouse aggressively.

At this moment, the lobby was in a mess. Hundreds of guests were standing around, chattering and watching the fun. Tables, chairs and benches were tilted here and there, and teapots, teacups, dried fruits and snacks were scattered all over the floor, making a "crunching" sound when stepped on.

In the middle of the hall, two groups of people drew their swords and confronted each other. One group had four or five people, and the other group had seven or eight people. Both sides had bruised faces and bloody heads, as if they had just fought.

The teahouse owner, waiters, the old man and the girl who sang songs stood worriedly in the distance. Fearing the shiny swords in the hands of the troublemakers, no one dared to step forward to mediate.

"Who is so bold as to cause trouble in the Donghai Teahouse?"

Accompanied by a loud shout like a bell, Hu Jiu strode forward and glanced around the hall with a gloomy look. He wanted to attack Chu Mao and the others, but out of the corner of his eye he caught a glimpse of Shunxi, who looked anxious and kept winking at him.

Hu Jiu understood what he meant, and turned his attention to the other party without leaving any trace, and asked angrily: "Who are you?"

"Guest." The other party responded in a very firm tone.

"You bastard customers!" Hu Jiuhu glared. "If all customers behave like you, how can we do business?"

"Do whatever you want! If you can do it, do it. If you can't do it, don't do it."

Accompanied by a sarcastic sneer, a thin middle-aged man leisurely pushed away several men blocking his way and slowly appeared in front of Hu Jiu.

Judging from his posture, he is undoubtedly the leader of this group.

"Not only are they not ashamed of stealing our tea, but they are also acting as if it's justified. How shameless!" The military officers of Tianji Pavilion, led by Chu Mao, looked at each other coldly and gnashed their teeth in hatred.

"If it wasn't delivered to your table, how can you say it's your tea?" The middle-aged man sneered, "There are hundreds of guests here, are they all drinking your tea?"

"Everything has a first come first served, how can you be so unreasonable?" Seeing the other party's rudeness, Chu Mao was furious, "How did you drink it just now? Now I will make you spit it out!"

"You're just talking big, come on..."

"and many more!"

Seeing that both sides refused to give in, Hu Jiu could not help but frown and asked the middle-aged man in a bad tone: "It seems... you are deliberately looking for trouble?"

"So what?"

"Do you know where this is?" Seeing the other party blatantly picking a fight, Hu Jiu laughed angrily, "If you are impatient to live, find a deserted place and kill yourself, and don't disturb our business. If you want to extort money, I advise you to give up the idea as soon as possible, so as not to regret it. That's it! I am too lazy to bother with you. Since you are making trouble out of nothing, you will have to compensate for all the losses today."

At this point, Hu Jiu pointed at Chu Mao, then at the mess on the ground, and said in an unquestionable tone: "One hundred taels, give them as compensation for the medicine. Three hundred taels, give the teahouse to replace the tables, chairs and tea sets. Another hundred taels, give each table of guests a pot of new tea as an apology. A total of five hundred taels, leave it and you can get out."

After saying that, Hu Jiu ignored the other party's reaction and said to Chu Mao and the others: "We are open to do business, and we believe that harmony brings wealth. Can you put away your weapons and not scare other guests?"

"This……"

"Donghai Teahouse is ultimately a business of the Xianwang Mansion. I guess... you don't want to make a big deal out of it." Hu Jiu said nonchalantly while picking up the overturned tables and chairs, "Let's keep things quiet now so that no one will be in trouble. If you insist on being deadlocked and the Xianwang Mansion is alerted... I'm afraid you will be in big trouble."

Before Hu Jiu finished speaking, a group of minions surrounded him with a covetous look in their eyes.

"You're like a pig with a green onion stuck in his nose. You may not have much ability, but you're quite pretentious. How dare you act so pretentiously in front of me? I want to see what skills you have!" Seeing Hu Jiu's threats and inducements in a serious manner, the middle-aged man snorted coldly, kicked up a bench, and whistled towards Hu Jiu who was "concentrating on his work".

"Master Jiu, be careful..."

"what!"

Before the minions could warn him, the bench was already flying towards him. Hu Jiuwan had not expected the other party to attack him by surprise. He was caught off guard and screamed in surprise. He hurriedly protected his head with both hands and let the bench hit him hard.

"boom!"

With a muffled sound, Hu Jiu seemed unable to withstand the force of the bench. His body suddenly tilted and he fell to the ground with a thump.

"call!"

At the same time, the middle-aged man flew over and mercilessly kicked Hu Jiu's chest with his powerful right foot, pinning him firmly under his feet. No matter how hard he struggled, he could not get away.

"You are so arrogant and boastful, I thought you were a great person. But you are just a piece of trash. You dare to imitate others to 'stand out' with your mediocre skills?" The middle-aged man did not expect that the arrogant Hu Jiu would be so vulnerable. He was slightly stunned and seemed to be a little amused. "Remember, don't pretend to be rich if you don't have real knowledge. I have a good temper, so I won't bother with you. If you meet someone with a bad temper... I'm afraid you will be beaten to death."

"You bastard! How dare you cause trouble in the territory of the Xianwang Mansion... You are dead!"

Hu Jiu made a fool of himself in public and was inevitably a little angry. In order to save some face, he kept cursing.

"Humph!" Chu Mao glanced at the weak Hu Jiu, then glanced at the helpless minions. A sneer of contempt appeared on his face, and he challenged the middle-aged man, "What's the point of bullying a fool? If you don't apologize to us today, I guarantee that you will end up in a worse situation than him."

"I'm not underestimating you, but you don't look like the one in charge." The middle-aged man kicked Hu Jiu away, looked up and down at the aggressive Chu Mao, and said with little interest, "There's no point in fighting with you. Call out your leader. Let him serve me tea, admit his mistake, and kowtow three times, then maybe I'll let you go..."

"presumptuous!"

The middle-aged man's rude words made Chu Mao furious. He stepped on the ground and soared into the sky, and in the blink of an eye he was in the air. With the energy coming out of his Dantian, he held the knife with both hands and used the move "Strike Huashan" to fiercely chop at the opponent's head, vowing to split it in half.

"Bring the gun!"

"Yes!"

"call……"

Just as Chu Mao was about to attack, the middle-aged man shouted, and the disciples followed his orders quickly and threw a 12-foot-long steel spear into the air.

The middle-aged man broke away from the bow stance, stretched out his left hand forward, and picked up the steel spear that suddenly came on the back of his hand. Then he turned his waist, shook his elbows and arms, and flipped his shoulders. The heavy spear rolled squarely into his right hand.

He swung the gun with one arm, and with a move of "gun sweeping the world", a circle of black ripples was drawn in the air, emitting a faint whistling sound of wind and thunder. He raised his forearm, turned his wrist, and raised the gun tail with his right hand towards the sky. The steel gun, which was ready to be launched, was like a blue dragon emerging from the sea, and it met Chu Mao's blade with a thunderous force.

"Keng!"

With a loud bang, the tip of the gun hit the blade, instantly breaking a gap in the blade. Chu Mao, who was caught off guard, changed his expression and became panicked. The terrifying force contained in the tip of the gun made his arms numb, his knuckles cracked, and the steel knife flew out of his hand uncontrollably.

"This man may not look impressive, but he is unexpectedly an expert with outstanding marksmanship..."

Just when Chu Mao was regretting for his carelessness in underestimating the enemy, the steel spear had already broken through his hands. The sharp tip of the spear suddenly enlarged his pupils and pierced straight into his forehead.

"hiss……"

The people around cried out in shock, and some could not help but cover their eyes, as if they did not want to witness the bloody and cruel scene.

"careful!"

At the critical moment, a loud shout came from the second floor.

Immediately afterwards, a graceful and elegant figure jumped over the fence at lightning speed, leaving a trail of afterimages in the air, and flew to Chu Mao's side in the blink of an eye.

This man's move was as fast as lightning. He first pushed Chu Mao, who seemed to be in a trance, away with a palm, then flipped in the air and kicked several times in succession. There was a series of muffled sounds like heavy rain, and his feet overlapped and kicked out continuously, along the tip of the gun to the end of the gun, the wrist, the arm, and finally the middle-aged man's chest. Each kick was faster, sharper, and heavier than the last. The opponent was overwhelmed and his tactics were in chaos. In a flash, he was forced to retreat step by step.

"Hou... Young Master!"

The man had the upper hand but did not pursue the opponent relentlessly. Instead, he retreated bravely, took advantage of the situation to withdraw his attack, and flew next to Chu Mao.

When everyone saw his true face, most of them were stunned, except Chu Mao and a few others who looked happy and bowed to him.

The person who came was none other than Tianji Hou, Qin Wei, who was disguised as a "literary man".

……

(End of this chapter)