Chapter 129: See also the accident

The hotel's dining hall is also very six-door.
Thirty-six huge stone pillars propped up the arched dome, and hundreds of iron tables were placed neatly below, enough for thousands of people to dine at the same time.
A group of gnome servants with a good face and a small body were hiding aside, curiously pointing at a group of people in the dining hall whispering this, screaming from time to time and whispering.
In the dining hall, there were hundreds of tables sitting by the guests, they were holding wine glasses, or holding their smiles, or laughing loudly, and they all looked at the messy people in the dining hall.
There are more than twenty heights of one meter eighty-nine, and the skin is surrounded by a layer of faint black strong man. It is a messy punch and kick, and I don’t know which one is beaten.
There was no screaming, no pleading, and twenty people were playing together for a while, except for their own screams, and the beaten people did not make a little noise.
Wu Tie and his party walked slowly into the dining hall. Several gnome maids saw them fiercely and hurriedly greeted them. They whispered carefully: "Several distinguished guests, please wait a moment, we are Deal with a villain who doesn't give money."
‘Don’t give money to eat’?
Wu Tie thought about it and remembered that the old iron said that this behavior is called eating king meal.
Generally speaking, the person who eats the tyrant meal is either a local snake, and people are afraid to collect the money; or they are over the river, and people are afraid to collect the money... These two people who eat the tyrants are all tempted by the store. .
Of course, there is also a third type, that is, holding a bad life, after eating and drinking, hold your head with both hands and squat on the ground, letting you play the kind. In general, the store is not willing to provoke a human lawsuit in public, and generally does not kill people who eat the king meal.
However, this is the rule of the old iron at that time.
With the old iron, their rules at that time were applied to the world now, but it doesn't work. The hotel opened in the Sixth Palace, you dare to eat the king meal, you will kill you alive, let you throw you out to feed the wild giant spider.
A group of powerful hotel waiters yelled loudly. They waved their fists and slammed their big feet and slammed the unlucky eggs trapped inside. The dull flesh and the sound of the percussion continued to sound, and the loud noise of the ‘咚咚’ heard the trepidation in the heart.
Wu Tie frowned and pointed to a table: "No matter what you do, we are coming to eat. If there is anything good, send it up quickly, the weight is enough, the meat is more..."
Witch iron is very curious, why was it beaten by dozens of big men around for so long, the hero who eats the king's meal can actually not sound a little. The invisible force field rolled over, and Wu Tie suddenly saw the man who was besieged.
The face suddenly changed. Wu Tie took a big step and walked over. The hands grabbed the shoulders of the big men and glanced at them. A dozen of the big men stood on the ground and the iron was suddenly over ten meters away.
"Magic King, how are you?" Wu Tie screamed.
Hands clasped his head, curled up his legs, and put on a standard, experienced squatting posture, the hero who eats the tyrants, is a magical king who is united in the floating drama.
The demon king, who is covered with traces of big-footed scorpion, lifted his eyelids and looked at Wu Tie: "Wu Tie... Adult... Hey, sorry, let you see such a shameful thing... But it doesn't matter, let them continue Hit it, after all, I ate so much of them..."
Wu Tie patted his forehead with his hand and looked at this guy without words.
A group of powerful servants of Kong Wu looked nervously at Wu Tie. More than a dozen people were swayed by Wu Tie, and they all rolled out of their homes in an unstable way. This power was so scary.
These waiters are all outside disciples of the Sixth Palace. They all have the foundation of the construction of the foundation, and several of them have reached the realm of the Yuan dynasty.
The practice of the Sixth Palace is to win by strength. All the disciples of the door are called the bronze head and the power is infinite. Even if they are the disciples of the basics, their power is far superior to the ordinary monks.
Witch iron's inadvertent stroke can make these disciples so embarrassed, showing how strong his strength.
More importantly, unlike the rogue who is lying on the ground eating the tyrants, Wu Tie and several of them can see that they are not ordinary caravans.
In particular, Shi Fei is a gorgeous Yuan Bing heavy armor. This set of armor is full of brilliance, good selling, and the price will not be low.
They can beat rogues, but they never dare to offend guests.
An old man who had a good life and a sense of relatives with Shi Fei rushed over. He frowned and glanced at the demon king who was curled up on the ground, and he gave a courtesy to Wu Tie.
"Respected guests, I am the shopkeeper of the hotel, you can call me the winter treasurer... What is going on? Is it... misunderstanding?"
The winter treasurer has a sense of cultivation, and it seems to have reached the level of the peak of the Xuanjing.
Unlike these six-door priests who have a well-developed mind and a simple mind, the winter treasurer is not the path of the six-way palace tempering body. His perception is much stronger than these disciples.
Like Shi Fei and Yan Hanlu, he can clearly feel the horrible danger of Wu Tie, a seemingly thin body.
That is the predator of the food chain, a natural suppression of the herbivores at the bottom of the food chain.
Just like a chicken scorpion facing a tyrannosaurus, the pores of the winter dispensers are tightened, and a stalk of hair is subconsciously erected.
"This is my friend, maybe it is a misunderstanding... but it doesn't matter, hurry up on a good table on the table..."
Wu Tie smiled and nodded to the winter treasurer, and did not specifically distinguish the magic king.
"He took a group of dolls, and he ate and got a lot of barbecues... He didn't really give money." A big-headed waiter with a slap in the head said: "He admitted that he was eating a meal, he myself to not pay, we want to beat him ...... "
When the Dahan waiter’s words were not finished, Wu Tie had taken out a piece of natural gold nuggets of the size of a dog’s head and took it on the long table next to him.
"Winter treasurer, trouble to prepare a good table on the table, in addition, take my friend to our room, give him a clean dress, let him wash it, change a suit."
Wu Tie smiled slightly, and the five fingers shook on the gold nugget. The '唰', the soft and tough gold nuggets of the nature, was silently turned into a very fine and fine gold powder, the pile of '淅淅索索' On the table.
The gold powder is too thin and too thin, so that a lot of gold powder rises like a mist, turning into a golden mist floating along the table.
The face of the winter treasurer suddenly changed. He turned and shouted at the waiter who was stunned: "Idiot, what are you talking about? People are joking with you, can't you? No?"
"I know how to practice strength, practice strength, look at you all the time, one by one, stupid... like stupid pigs and beasts in the back yard, how to find a wife in the future? How to make a baby? Roll, give me a roll, Hurry to prepare the meat... Slaughter a pig and beast, and quickly slaughtered it and sent it."
The winter treasurer smiled and personally put the arrangement of Wu Tie one by one.
Those who ate in the dining hall didn't look at the crowd, and they snorted a few times and shook their heads back to their seats.
After a quarter of an hour, Wu Tie and others sat down at a large table in the corner of the dining hall, changed their clothes, and the hair was neatly dressed. The magical king sat innocently next to Wu Tie. , dry and smiling.
"Is it a king meal? Isn't it afraid to be killed?" Wu Tie cut a large piece of barbecue for the witch, and asked the demon king curiously.
"In the past few days, I played a few tricks, sang some novel songs, and changed some money." The King of Magic Chapter smiled with a hint of slyness: "But there are a few elderly people in the regiment who are sick, money is all Take them to buy them, no money..."
Spreading his hands, the magic king said helplessly: "The group of dolls are squatting, want to eat meat... It is a long body, and it is impossible to make a mushroom in the sky... So, according to the usual practice, bring them into the city to eat."
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"Convention?" The old white appetite is small, and he is already full. He holds a wine cellar with his head and drinks the sparkling light wine made with plant roots. He curiously asks the demon king: "How come? Didn't you be killed? We have a lot of brothers, and we learn to eat without giving money. Basically, we are all killed..."
"Oh... I compare, I am resistant." The Magic King looked at Laobai with a bitter smile: "In fact, every time, they are all going to kill me. Many times, they also killed me... but that I am not dead in the state. After they throw me out, I can always live."
"A big city, only do it once... They thought that I was killed and I was thrown into the wild, and things went by. The next big city, continue to do this... Anyway, I only pick the biggest restaurants and start them. If you have money, it’s not a big meal."
The magic king Wang smiled: "We have no money, the children want to eat meat... I know this behavior is not good, but... they want to eat meat."
The magical king was originally looking at Wu Tie, and his eyes became quite determined.
He looked at Wu Tie seriously and nodded very seriously: "They want to eat meat... This is true... I am wrong, I have no skill, and I used the wrong way to let them eat meat. This is me. The mistake is not related to the children."
Wu Tie suddenly looked at the demon king.
After a long time, he asked a question similar to Laobai: "You do this, the risk is too great, just in case... you..."
The demon king looked at Wu Tie. He rolled up his sleeves and held out a hand. In the strange eyes of everyone, his fingers and arms became extremely soft, gradually elongated, pulled up several meters long, and then very Resilience has become a circle.
Under his skin, there are all kinds of strange color spots. These stains actually give Wu Tie an extremely dangerous feeling.
"This is my talent supernatural power." The magical chapter king lowered his voice: "I am not afraid of the knife and the axe, and even if I soak me in the magma, I can hold it for a long time... many times they look It seems to have killed me, in fact, it is a suspended animation... I can always wake up."
Wu Tie looked at the body of the long and narrow contraction of the magical chapter, suddenly understood, why this guy practiced the "No Phases of the Magic" has quite a score, only when practicing the King Kong Volt, the punching road It’s not a taste.
Feelings, the kind of masculine and fierce boxing method, are simply not suitable for this kid.
Such a guy with a bone that is soft and stretchable at random, how could he understand the supreme majesty and domineering of King Kong Volt?
"Awesome ability..." Wu Tie seriously looked at the demon king: "Really, if you can have a good heritage... your strength, you should be able to let those children live a good life."
The face of the magic king became very weird. He bowed his head, silenced for a long time, and finally sighed with a sigh.
"Yeah, so I regret it. I didn't work hard before..." The Magic King looked up and wiped the inexplicable water vapor in his eyes. He said with a smile: "But now, I am very happy. With those children, the group It’s not bad for me, but the people in the group, they are very good to me... I like the drifting troupe... it’s a good life.
Wu Tie cut a piece of barbecue and handed it to the witch who kept slaping the little hand. He also cut a large piece of barbecue and swallowed it.
He looked at the King of the Medal and asked him very curiously: "You seem to have a story? Can you tell me, you..."
Wu Tiezhen is very interested in the origin of the King of the Medal. When he grew up so big, he was the first to see the blond. It can be known from the knowledge of the old iron heritage that this is a large ethnic group of the ancient people.
‘Knowledge’ is closely related to ‘wisdom’.
On the body of the demon king, there should be hidden ‘knowledge’ that is useful to Wu Tie. Wu Tie is very happy to hear what the demon chapter said. It’s good to have a good growth, a good growth experience, and it’s always good to have more people.
The demon king was silent for a while, he was about to speak, and suddenly there was a crazy yelling outside the hotel.
"You make me unable to be a man... you make me... no more way to see my brothers."
"You...you..."
There was a woman’s screaming scream, and then there was a scream of knives.
Numerous people on the street shouted in exaggeration, and more powerful and powerful people roared with anger, and the impact of the weapons came, and the heavy metal impact shocked the eardrum.
"The people I want to kill, you can't stop it!"
The original scream of madness continued to come, followed by the screams of crying and crying, and the disappointment of people was upset.
Wu Tie and others took a look at each other and hurriedly walked out of the dining hall like other guests, and looked out at the hotel entrance.