"Several lords, enjoy it, don't eat for a day." The old man was full of pleading.

The horizontal eyebrows have a squint, "Roll! I just met the storm, I am upset, no more, I am afraid that I will smash you."

The old man saw the brawny, and took two steps back to another table. His mouth was vague and ambiguous: "What storm, obviously snowy..."

Not a storm?

The night feathers were shocked and they wanted to use mental power to probe. The old man’s voice was too weak, and the words behind the “snow field” could not be heard.

More and more sure that this old man is not simple, the night feathers stunned to the shadows.

The shadow nodded and got up and went to the old man.

The old man walked to a table next to beg, and received the same treatment. The mercenary did not give the old man a chance to speak. When he saw him, he would insult.

After the shadow went to the old man, Shen said: "The old man, our lady, please go over."

The old man looked at the shadow and showed a little gratitude in his eyes. "Thank you, give me a stutter, thank you."

The old man followed the shadow to the night feathers to smash the table.

The mercenary just had a glance at the back of the shadow, and the tip of his nose was cold: "Hey, what a good man."

A few of the mercenaries next to me also looked at the direction of the night, and they were disdainful on their faces. They were dressed up here, and sooner or later they were killed.

However, most mercenaries do not care about the situation here, and they drink and eat meat.

"The old man please sit down." The night feathers pushed a plate of beef to the old man, and Shi Qing, who was on the side, poured a bowl of shochu into the old man.

"Thank you Miss, thank you Miss." The old lady was very grateful to see the night feathers glanced, the wine in the bowl was drunk, even the chopsticks were not taken, the dirty palm directly grabbed the sauce beef into the mouth Plug.

"The old man, you used to be a mercenary? I just heard you say that there is no storm in the extremely cold snow, there are other changes in it?" Night feathers whispered.

After a few breaths, the old man had already eaten a plate of beef. When he heard the night feathers, he wiped his mouth. "This meat is good, but unfortunately it is too little, not enough to eat, not enough."

The old man said as he spoke, and it seemed that the beef tasted badly and could not satisfy his appetite.

The night feathers and the eyebrows are slightly stunned, and the old man will look for opportunities.

"Since the old man is not full, this dish is also for you." Night Feather pushes another piece of beef in front of the old man.

The old man glanced at it, and some disdain smiled. He said to himself: "My old man has no money, but there is a rule. The same dish only eats once a day. This beef...hey."

The old man said that he shook his head and seemed to say that he wanted to inquire about the news with two sauces of beef.

On one side, Zhu Zihu’s face was angry: “Old things, don’t know what to do, beware of me...”

"Zihu." The night feathers snorted softly, and Zhu Zihu was photographed, indicating that Zhu Zihu should not be impulsive.

The old man must have known something, or he would not dare to bargain with himself.

Thinking of this, the night feathers swelled at the corner: "The old man, what do you want to eat, even though it is, but... you have to tell us what you know after eating."

"This... well said, let's just say, I met the lady today, and my old man also opened the door." The old lady saw the night feathers and shot generously, and promised to come down.