Chapter 473: Arrogant Police Officer, Strange Prisoner

The candles in the lobby were brightly lit and burning slowly. Li Changxiao's plate of beef and crispy adzuki beans was about to reach its bottom, but the hot noodles and small wine were not served yet, so he couldn't help but push them.

As soon as the voice came out, the two officials immediately turned their heads. They both squinted their eyes at the same time and began to carefully look at the white man sitting alone.

Sitting on the edge of the window under the moonlight, lining the white clothes with melting light, her appearance is impeccable. If the wind blows by, she seems to be riding on the wind. Just looking at it, it feels pleasing to the eye, like the fairy in the painting.

Looking carefully again, you can see that the long hair is tied in the crown, and the wine bottle hangs from the waist. There are also swords, pouches, sachets, and cloth boots on the feet.

He doesn't look like a fairy, but more like a traveler in the world, but his appearance and posture are particularly extraordinary, and his every move has a bit of nobility and ease.

There is also an unexplainable and unexplained charm. For a while, I really don’t know how to describe it based on the two people’s knowledge. In the end, all kinds of feelings turned into the word "weird".

Zhang Long and Zhao Hu immediately became wary, and at this moment, Bai Yi turned around, looked into their eyes, and met each other.

The detained prisoner also looked at the white man on the window edge, who seemed to be moving intentionally. He was about to make any move, but was glared at by Zhao Hu. He stood frozen for a moment, with panic in his eyes.

Immediately he closed his eyes in despair and stood there, not daring to move for a moment.

The person who holds a killing stick and has a square face and bright eyes is Zhao Hu.

The man with a machete on his back and a bald head and scarred face is Zhang Long.

The names of the two of them, Dragon and Tiger, are not to be taken randomly. They are really powerful. The dragon is as powerful as the tiger. Just with their appearance, they are not easy to mess with, and their personalities are definitely not good.

"Waiter, tell that person to finish eating and leave quickly."

Zhao Hu waved, and the waiter didn't dare to neglect, and quickly came over. He followed his ear and whispered.

"Yes, yes."

The villain nodded and bowed.

While the dishes were being served, Li Changxiao looked at the three of them again.

Zhang Long and Zhao Hu were not bad at all. Although they looked fierce, they were generally normal. It was just that the criminal's attire was really weird.

If his prediction was correct, it should be a crime of exile. They are just ordinary prisoners. The prisoners need to wear prison uniforms, have shackles on their feet, and shackles on their hands, and are imprisoned at all levels.

If you ask Li Changxiao why he knows so well, the reason is simple. He has also been exiled, and he has a deep understanding of the hardships and humiliation along the way.

Li Shanhe once demoted him to a commoner, severed ties and exiled him, and never cared about his life or death. But those were all old things, and Li Changxiao was no longer the same person.

Although there was pain in the past, it was like a cloud of smoke. When I think about it occasionally, it is neither light nor heavy.

Pulling back his thoughts, he found that the detained person did have shackles on his feet, and a black iron black ball tied around his feet. It was estimated to weigh more than ten kilograms, but it was only more than ten kilograms. After being involved for a long time, many people would not change their color after being tortured.

In addition, the prisoner was covered in a large black robe.

The hair and body shape were completely covered, with only one face exposed, but it was covered with a thick layer of mud.

At first glance, it looks ferocious and scary, like a fierce ghost crawling out of the mud. No wonder the waiter was startled when he opened the door. He probably saw that clay face.

"Crack!"

Zhang Long slapped the table, and there was a muffled sound. He turned to look at Li Changxiao, and twitched the corners of his mouth, "Your Excellency, if you eat it, it will be delicious. Don't look at what you shouldn't, or you may get killed."

"May I ask, are you two official officials?" Li Changxiao cupped his hands and said with a smile, completely ignoring the threat in the conversation.

"Huh." The two of them didn't answer, but snorted coldly, showing their displeasure to the extreme.

The waiter brought the dishes, which were hot noodles and small wine, and reminded him: "Sir, these two gentlemen are not easy to mess with. They kill people on the way to escort the prisoners without any penalty. You have to be careful."

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"Hurry up and finish your meal and go upstairs. I beg you."

The waiter was very nervous during the Second World War. This Chengtian Inn was often visited by official officials, and he was most afraid of official officials.

Especially Zhang Long and Zhao Hu, with a fierce look on his face, an official who disagreed with him, and a bad word that he said, he didn't dare to disobey even if these people asked him to get across.

"Hahaha, thank you." Li Changxiao thanked him. He didn't want to make things difficult for the waiter, so he stopped talking.

However, he paid it half a mind and felt vaguely strange. After drinking the wine and hot noodles, he went upstairs. Only Zhang Long and Zhao Hu were left in the lobby.

The two men watched Li Changxiao go upstairs. When he was no longer seen, they sneered. The two brothers smiled boldly and clinked glasses together.

Drinking heavily and eating meat, how unhappy it is to live like this. After a while, the wine was finished, and the two of them were not happy. They threw three or four copper plates on the ground and shouted: "Xiaoer, come to the three altars again." "

Feeling dizzy after drinking wine, the waiter ran over in a hurry, knelt down on the ground, picked up one copper plate after another, and counted them in his hands, his face turned pale.

After hesitating and trembling, he said: "Uncle, four... four copper coins... are not... not enough."

"Who is your uncle!"

Zhao Hu kicked him and the waiter flew three meters straight and rolled several times.

Zhao Hu spat, his face turned red, it was because the wine was bad and the wine got to his heart, "I don't want your grandson."

The waiter got up from the ground, wiped his tears, felt cramps in his stomach, and knelt down to kowtow repeatedly.

The detained prisoner sighed and shook his head slightly.

Unexpectedly, even this small movement was noticed by Zhang Long. He took out the machete and hit him on the thigh with the back of the knife.

The dark energy penetrated into the flesh, and the pain gradually eased in his heart. Zhang Long cursed: "What a terrible thing you are, how dare you shake your head?"

"My blow didn't hurt until night. It hurt for three days and three nights. You, tsk, tsk, tsk, you can feel it better."

The prisoner's teeth were clenched, and his expression was unclear on his masked face. Only his eyes were full of pain, and his thighs were trembling slightly.

It wasn't her flesh that was hurting or her bones that were hurting, but her tendons that were hurting. The pain was indescribable, but her back was soaked with cold sweat.

"Why don't you go get the wine quickly!"

Zhao Hu glared.

The waiter didn't dare to refute, even if he didn't have enough money for the drinks, he had to pay for them in advance, so he didn't dare to say a word. Just thinking about this, I felt aggrieved. I walked to the kitchen and dared to wipe my tears with my clothes.

We are all raised by our mothers and fathers. Why do some people shout around and drink, while others can only be bullied?

Although he couldn't understand it, the cruel reality made the waiter dare not neglect him. He endured the severe pain in his stomach, picked up three jars of wine, and walked out.

As soon as I came out of the kitchen, I saw a smiling face. It was the same white-clothed waiter. The waiter was a little less gloomy. Perhaps it was the waiter who was a lowly guy. He rarely greeted me with a smile, and mostly beat and scolded me.

That handsome man's smiling face suddenly became beautiful again, and the spring breeze was harmonious, treating each other as equals.

He held his stomach and said, "After I went back to the room, I thought about it, but I'm still so hungry that I can't help but feel full. Can you send me a few more plates of food later?"

"Okay, sir." The waiter nodded.

"Pay the money first." Li Changxiao said with a smile, put more than twenty copper coins in the shop waiter's hand, thought about it, and said: "If those two people want to eat anything again, I will make up for the missing money." Well, let me lend it to them."

"Don't argue with them anymore."

The waiter was stunned, "Sir, you are..."

Li Changxiao patted him on the shoulder and walked upstairs. Since he borrowed it, he had to pay it back.