newbobooks Chapter 473: Arrogant Officer, Strange Prisoner
Chapter 473: Arrogant Officer, Strange Prisoner
The candles in the lobby were brightly lit, slowly burning. Li Changxiao's plate of beef and crispy red beans was almost finished, but the hot noodles and wine had not yet arrived, so he could not help but urge for them.
As soon as the voice came out, the two officials turned around instantly, narrowed their eyes at the same time, and began to carefully look at the person in white who was sitting alone.
Sitting by the window under the moon, the light against the white clothes, the appearance is impeccable, if the wind blows, it seems to be flying away. Just looking at it is pleasing to the eye, like a fairy in a painting.
Looking carefully again, she saw that her long hair was tied in a crown, and a wine pot was hanging from her waist. She also had a sword, a bag, a sachet, and cloth boots on her feet.
He doesn't look like an immortal, but more like a wandering wanderer. However, his appearance and figure are extraordinary, and his every move is somewhat noble and free and easy.
There is also a kind of charm that is difficult to explain and which, with their knowledge and experience, they really don't know how to describe. In the end, all kinds of feelings are reduced to the word "weird".
Zhang Long and Zhao Hu immediately became alert, and at this moment, the man in white turned around and their eyes met.
The detained prisoner also looked towards the man in white by the windowsill, as if he wanted to move. Just as he was about to make a move, he was glared at by Zhao Hu. He froze in an instant, fear in his eyes.
Then he closed his eyes in despair and stood there, not daring to move for a moment.
The man holding a killing stick, with a square face and sharp eyes, is Zhao Hu.
The bald man with a scar on his face and carrying a machete is Zhang Long.
The names of the two men, Dragon and Tiger, are not randomly chosen, because they really have strength, with the power of a dragon and the might of a tiger. Just by looking at their appearance, they are not easy to mess with, and their personalities are definitely not good ones.
"Waiter, tell that person to finish eating and leave quickly."
Zhao Hu waved his hand. The waiter did not dare to delay and came over quickly. He leaned close to his ear and whispered.
"Yes Yes."
The villain nodded and bowed.
In the interval between serving the dishes, Li Changxiao was looking at the three people again.
Zhang Long and Zhao Hu were okay. Although they looked fierce, they were generally normal. It was just that the criminal's attire was really weird.
If he guessed correctly, it should be a crime of exile. But it was just an ordinary exile, the prisoner had to wear prison clothes, shackles on his feet, shackles on his hands, and layers of imprisonment.
If you ask why Li Changxiao knows so much, the reason is simple. He was once exiled and knows well the hardships and humiliations along the way.
Li Shanhe once demoted him to a commoner, severed all ties with him and exiled him, not caring about his life or death. But that was all in the past, and Li Changxiao was no longer the same as before.
Although the past was painful, it is like clouds and smoke. When I think of it occasionally, it is neither light nor heavy.
Pulling my thoughts back, I realized that the detained person indeed had shackles on his feet, tied with a black iron ball, which was estimated to weigh more than ten pounds. Don't underestimate it, as it is only more than ten pounds. Few people would not be terrified by the torture if they were to step on it for a long time.
Apart from this, the prisoner was completely covered in a large black robe.
The hair and body shape were all completely covered, only the face was still exposed, but it was covered with a thick layer of mud.
At first glance, it looked hideous and frightening, like a ghost crawling out of a swamp. No wonder the waiter was startled when he opened the door. It was probably because he saw that muddy face.
"Snapped!"
Zhang Long slapped the table, making a muffled sound. He turned to look at Li Changxiao, and said with a twitch of the corner of his mouth, "Sir, if you want to eat, then eat well. Don't look at what you shouldn't look at, or you may get yourself killed."
"Excuse me, are you two officials?" Li Changxiao said with a smile and bowed, ignoring the threat in the conversation.
"Hmph." The two did not answer, but snorted coldly, showing their displeasure to the extreme.
The waiter brought the dishes, which were hot noodles and some wine. He whispered in his ear, "Sir, these two gentlemen are not easy to mess with. They are escorting prisoners and will not count killing as a crime. You have to be careful."
"Please finish eating quickly and go upstairs. I beg you."
The innkeeper was trembling with fear. There were officials coming to this Chengtian Inn from time to time, and he was most afraid of them.
Especially people like Zhang Long and Zhao Hu, who have fierce looks on their faces. If they disagree with the officials and say something unpleasant to them, they will not dare to disobey even if they tell them to jump.
"Hahaha, thank you." Li Changxiao thanked him, but didn't want to make things difficult for the waiter, so he said nothing more.
But he was still half suspicious, feeling something strange. After he finished his drink and hot noodles, he went upstairs. Only Zhang Long, Zhao Hu and his group were left in the lobby.
The two men watched Li Changxiao go upstairs, and when they no longer saw him, they sneered. The two brothers smiled proudly and clinked their glasses together.
Drinking wine and eating meat, how can one not be happy with such a life? After a while, the wine was finished, and the two were still not satisfied. They dropped three or four copper coins on the ground and shouted, "Waiter, bring us three more jars."
The waiter came running over, knelt on the ground, picked up the coins one by one, counted them carefully in his hand, his face turned pale.
After hesitating and trembling with fear, he said, "Master, four... four copper coins... are... not enough."
"Who is your uncle!"
Zhao Hu kicked the waiter, who flew three meters away and rolled several times.
Zhao Hu spat out a mouthful of saliva, his face flushed, because he had a bad temper and the wine was on his mind, "I don't want your grandson anymore."
The waiter got up from the ground, wiped his tears, felt a stomachache, and knelt down and kowtowed repeatedly.
The detained prisoner sighed and shook his head slightly.
Unexpectedly, even this small movement was noticed by Zhang Long, who drew his machete and hit his thigh with the back of the knife.
The hidden force penetrated into his flesh, and the pain gradually eased. Zhang Long cursed, "Who the hell are you? How dare you shake your head?"
"My blow won't hurt until night, and it will hurt for three days and three nights. You, tsk tsk tsk, you must be feeling it."
The prisoner clenched his teeth, his face was covered so his expression could not be seen clearly. Only his eyes were filled with pain, and his thighs were trembling slightly.
It wasn't the flesh that hurt, nor the bones, but the tendons that hurt. The pain was indescribable, but her back was already soaked with cold sweat.
"Go get some wine!"
Zhao Hu glared.
The waiter dared not refute, even if he didn't have enough money for the wine, he paid for it himself, and he didn't dare to say a word. But thinking of this, he felt wronged, and went to the kitchen, and then he dared to wipe his tears with his clothes.
We are all born by our mothers and raised by our fathers, so why do some people get to be ordered around while others can only be bullied?
Even though he couldn't figure it out, the cruel reality made the waiter dare not neglect it. He endured the severe pain in his stomach, picked up the three jars of wine, and walked out.
As soon as I came out of the kitchen, I saw a smiling face. It was the man in white clothes. The waiter looked a little less gloomy. Maybe it was because the waiter was a lowly guy and rarely greeted people with a smile. He mostly beat and scolded people.
The smiling face of that handsome man is so beautiful, and they treat each other as equals.
He held his stomach and said, "I went back to my room and thought about it. I'm still very hungry. I can't be tolerant. Can you send me a few more dishes later?"
"Yes, sir." The waiter nodded.
"Pay first." Li Chang smiled and put more than twenty copper coins in the waiter's hand. After thinking for a while, he said, "If those two want to eat something again, I will make up for the shortfall. Just consider it as a loan from me to them."
"Don't argue with them anymore."
The waiter was stunned, "Sir, you..."
Li Changxiao patted his shoulder and went upstairs. Since it was borrowed, it had to be returned.