Chapter 14

The restaurant owner was stunned for three seconds, and then he recovered, only to realize that he had been stunned, goddamn arrogant!I just want to tell myself that I don't want money.

"Come on! Stop him!"

The restaurant owner threw the towel on the table. He hated two things about opening a store. The second hatred is credit, the first hatred is eating the king's meal. The former has the possibility of taking it back, and the latter is prostitution.

The door of the restaurant was knocked open. The gold medalist at the market had been waiting for a long time. Hearing the call from the boss, he could not wait to come in.

"Master, I'm here, where is the little thief who eats the king's meal? I will clean him up and let him sell the kidney to pay the bill."

The gold medalists in the bazaar are a group of mercenaries who do not have any special abilities, but they are hired to earn some money to survive.

The man in front of him was muscular, attached to him like a rock, and the bright forehead seemed to be waxed, shining extremely.

Although the appearance is very deterrent, but Mei Lin only feels that this gold medalist is a low-level warrior, a little salted fish that is not worth mentioning.

Of course, Xiao Xianyu is only for Mei Lin. In fact, the lower-level strength is already very good in this small village. I don't know how many people can't cultivate a trace of grudge or magic, and can only be ordinary people.

"Just... it's him." The restaurant owner pointed at Merlin, with a moustache trembling, "I have been in a restaurant for more than ten years, and this is the first time I've encountered a Bawang meal!"

"I didn't eat Bawang's meal, didn't the boss say that you don't need money?" Merlin was cheeky and didn't mean to pay the bill.

"Who said I don't want money anymore! Don't use some tricks to lie to me. Now you just have to pay for the meal, and I can let you leave safely." The restaurant owner said quite bluntly, saying that he didn't want to cause trouble. Just pay for the meal obediently.

"I eat and drink for nothing with wisdom, why should I pay for it?" Mei Lin said lightly, flashing her own sword, and looking dark like a burnt stick, "Don't force this uncle to defend himself. Pulling a knife even scares me."

"Hahahahaha..."

The gold medal thugs laughed boldly, feeling that there was not a trace of power fluctuations in Merlin, and she was just an ordinary person.

Don't have a broken stick around his waist, he doesn't look like a swordsman, but a villager in the country.

The gold medalist didn't pay attention to Merlin at all, thinking that he was a habitual offender of cheating.

"Don't you just bring a fire stick, this is also a swordsman?"

"It's a swordsman, a swordsman, a lonely and wandering swordsman." Merlin emphasized that he didn't like being called a swordsman, but preferred a swordsman, because it gave people a sense of depression and was cool.

"Then your honorable Jianhao, may I ask your surname?" The gold medalist's eyes were disdainful, and he deliberately fooled Merlin.

"Nobody, don't mention it, get away, don't get in the way!" Merlin waved his hand, thinking that if he didn't control himself well, the whole village would disappear from the map of Great Britain.

"Huh!" The gold medalist blocked the door like a city wall, and didn't intend to let Merlin go. "Even the guy who didn't dare to report his name is worthy of calling himself a swordsman? It's a laugh off other people's teeth, you I have seen too many kinds of people, it's nothing more than learning a few tricks, and come out to bluff and lie.

"Emmmm..." Mei Lin's expression was complicated, and she really didn't want to be too forceful with a lower-level miscellaneous fish, but the other party didn't want to let herself go.

"The uncle is Dushi Johnson, a lower-rank martial artist, a gold medal mercenary, and he can take care of everything, from debt collectors to unblocking the toilet. If you have nothing to do, you can help others take care of his wife." The gold medalist showed himself His muscles were so powerful that they seemed to want Merlin to retreat.

"Oh, although I don't know what the situation is, but it means to do a fight, right?" Merlin stood with his hand and hooked the gold medalist with one hand, very provocative.

"Come on, give you a hand."

"My time is precious."