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Chapter 494: Food is the life of a foodie 2

"Sir, I'm running a small business. You guys have to pay after you finish eating!"

At the wonton stall on the corner of the street, the middle-aged stall owner was rubbing the corners of his apron and begging a few men with swords and knives for help.

"Bastard thing!"

The bearded leader drew out the long sword from his waist with a "swish", and the cold blade was pressed directly against the stall owner's throat.

"Didn't you see what Grandpa was holding? How dare you ask me for money? Are you tired of living?"

The stall owner was so frightened that he stepped back repeatedly, fell to his knees with a thud, and banged his forehead against the ground.

"I beg some hero to be kind and seek justice for me! If they continue to eat for free like this, my whole family will be starving!"

"Hey, you guys are going too far."

A young swordsman in green stood up, with the long sword at his waist slightly unsheathed half an inch.

"If you eat someone's food, you should pay for it. How can you rob them?"

As soon as he finished speaking, several men immediately surrounded him. The bearded man looked at him and sneered.

"You little brat, do you know who we are? You dare to interfere with people from the Qingfeng Sect? Do you want to live?"

"Qing, Qingfeng Sect?"

The green-clothed swordsman's face turned pale, and he quietly sheathed the sword that had just been unsheathed. Everyone knew that the Qingfeng Sect was one of the six sects in the martial arts world, and it was not someone that a nobody like him could mess with.

"Isn't the Qingfeng Sect about to disband? Why are there still disciples running rampant here?"

"Even a lean camel is bigger than a horse. Less trouble is worse than more. Let's just wait and see."

There was a sudden whisper among the crowd, but they were all just there to watch the fun.

"Sir, please have mercy on me and save me!"

Seeing this, the stall owner cried even harder and kowtowed repeatedly to the green-clothed swordsman.

"If you ask me, you should learn martial arts too."

A man with a knife on his back suddenly sneered at the stall owner.

"If you can become the best in the world, who would dare to bully you?"

"An ant still wants to ask for justice? That Qingfeng Sect hero, quickly teach this ignorant fellow a lesson and make him remember this!"

Hearing that everyone around him was on his side, the bearded man became more and more proud.

"If you want to make a living in the Wulin Alliance, you have to accept your fate! If you don't accept it? Then go to another country!"

He slapped the stall owner's cheek with his scabbard, his tone full of contempt.

"This is the land that Queen Bee gave to us, the Wu people!"

The stall owner finally couldn't bear it anymore and roared loudly with red eyes.

"It's you foreign pests who should go away!"

"Queen Bee?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the noisy crowd fell silent.

"This kid is a remnant of voodoo!"

Someone shouted, and the martial artists who were watching from the sidelines drew their swords.

"My fellow heroes, let us enforce justice on behalf of Heaven and eliminate this evil cult leader!"

"Killing him with one sword is too easy for him!"

Someone else suggested, with a sinister tone.

"It would be better to tie him to the wonton stall and burn him alive! That way he won't use voodoo to harm people again!"

There was an immediate burst of cheers from all around, and the swordsman in green could no longer hold back.

"Are you guys crazy? He's just an ordinary townsman, how did he become a voodoo cult leader?!"

He wanted to rescue people, but the Qingfeng Sect disciples who surrounded him took the initiative and stabbed at him with their swords.

"Don't kill this kid!"

The bearded man gave the order with a grim smile.

"These scum who are secretly colluding with the Demon Cult, we'll tie them up together later and throw them into the stall to burn..."

Before he could utter the word "happy", he felt a sharp pain in his neck. He subconsciously raised his eyes, and the last thing he saw was frightened feet all over the ground.

"ah --!"

The shrill screams stopped abruptly, and the body with its head and body separated fell to the ground with a thud.

"W-where is this demon?!"

The remaining people were terrified and looked around with weapons in hand.

"So, these people have lives on their hands? If that's the case, I won't be polite, old man."

Several fallen leaves came through the air like flying knives, accurately passing over everyone's necks.

The next second, screams rang out one after another. Most of the martial artists suffered the same fate as the bearded man, leaving only the green-clothed swordsman with blood all over his face.

"Oh my god! Help! Help!"

He was so frightened that he collapsed to the ground and used his hands and feet to move backwards.

At this moment, two figures appeared in front of him - an old man in tattered clothes and messy hair, and a young man in snow-white clothes.

"You, you monsters, how, how could you..."

The swordsman in green was shaking like a sieve and couldn't even speak coherently.

"Okay, kid, stop forcing yourself."

The old man glanced at him with an impatient tone.

"If my grandson hadn't told you that you weren't a bad person, you would have been with them by now."

The old man and the young boy were Ming Jingxing and Bai Yue. Bai Yue walked up to the stall owner who was still trembling and stuffed a heavy ingot of silver into his hand.

"Big Brother, please find someone to burn these bodies. Even though they are murderers, they can't be left exposed in the wilderness."

"Why do you say they are murderers? It's clearly this old man..."

The green-clothed swordsman was stunned again, but when he met Ming Jingxing's cold eyes, the second half of the sentence was instantly stuck in his throat and he couldn't say it.

"Humph, I, Old Monster Tianyi, always kill people as I please."

Ming Jingxing snorted coldly, raising his chin slightly.

"My grandson said they were evil, and they deserved this!"

"Tian, ​​Tianyi old monster?!"

When the green-clothed swordsman heard this name, he was so frightened that he almost fainted, and his whole body was shaking like a fallen leaf in the autumn wind.

"You, you are the number one in the world?"

"Hey, you can't say that casually."

When Ming Jingxing heard this, his face immediately became unhappy.

"I haven't even determined who's the winner among the bald Taoist Yi Nian and the old fox Hua Yi Xiao. In this situation, how can I be considered the best in the world?"

The green-clothed swordsman didn't dare to respond at this time, and didn't even dare to breathe.

"Kid, I have a mission for you. Go to the town and tell everyone that I, Old Monster Tianyi, have arrived. Within one hour, make everyone in the martial arts world get out of town, otherwise..."

He pointed to the headless body on the ground.

“They are role models.”

The swordsman in green felt as if he had been pardoned. He crawled to his feet, screamed at the top of his lungs, and ran towards the town center.

"Old Monster Tianyi and his minions are coming to kill us! Everyone, run for your lives! If you're too late, you'll be dead—!"

"Old Monster Tianyi?!"

These words seemed to have wings and spread throughout the town in an instant.

The people of the martial arts world who were originally drinking in restaurants and resting in inns were immediately scared out of their wits when they heard this name.

They rushed out of the town and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Wow, Grandpa Ming, your name is so powerful! They didn't even ask if it was true or not, and just ran away first?"

"Haha, this is still a small scene."

Ming Jingxing stood with his hands behind his back, looking up and laughing, his gray hair shaking with his movements.

"Thinking back to when I challenged the six sects with my sword, the scene of them fleeing was ten times more exciting than this!"

He laughed for a while, then suddenly remembered something and looked at Bai Yue.

"But that kid just called you 'Tianyi Little Monster'... That name is..."

"This title suits me perfectly!"

Bai Yue's eyes lit up and she continued with a smile.

"Grandpa, you are the old monster, so I am naturally the little monster!"

"That's right, that's right, the little monster and the old monster, they sound like a family!"

Just as the grandfather and grandson were talking excitedly, the owner of the wonton stall suddenly knelt down in front of them with a "thump" and kowtowed heavily.

"My two benefactors, I cannot thank you enough for your kindness! If you don't mind, please come to my humble abode for a simple meal!

"No need for a light meal."

Bai Yue waved her hand, then spoke as if she remembered something.

"But I could borrow your copper pot—it's perfect for making spicy hot pot for Grandpa."