The Legend of the Condor Heroes: I became one of the Five Great Masters by drawing cards

Chapter 212 Heroic Qianyun
Their table was the most lively on the second floor of the entire restaurant.

The waiter was also quite capable. He could tell that Gu Ping'an didn't have a local accent, so he would loudly announce the name of each dish as it was served, which made the three girls laugh.

A big man sitting by the window not far away seemed to be interrupted in his thoughts. He turned around and frowned slightly.

The man was about thirty years old, wearing a patched gray cloth robe, with a square face, a high nose and broad eyes, and he looked intimidating without even being angry.

Most of the drinkers who come to Songhelou are cultured, with a few side dishes and exquisite wine pots. Only he is different. There is a jar of wine and a plate of cooked beef on the table, which shows his heroic spirit.

Gu Ping'an had an idea and called the waiter to give him some instructions, then stood up and walked to his table.

"We were a little noisy just now, and we hope to forgive us for disturbing you, brother."

"It doesn't matter."

The big man nodded lightly, without any blame in his tone, but he didn't intend to ask him to sit down.

At this time, the waiter came back, carrying two large bowls and a huge wine jar in his arms, and staggered towards this side.

"Master, here are twenty kilograms of sorghum wine for you!"

Gu Ping'an smiled at him and handed over a few silver coins as a reward.

The big man raised his eyebrows, his eyes shot out like lightning, a hint of murderous intent flashed in his eyes, and then disappeared.

Gu Ping'an still smiled at him faintly, sat down by himself, picked up the wine jar with one hand, and wine splashed in the two bowls.

The wine and the jar weigh only 30 kilograms, which is difficult for ordinary people to lift without some effort. But after practicing for a few days, they can make it look easy.

The two moves of pouring the wine were ordinary, but the big man was a little surprised, then he smiled with relief.

The surprise was naturally not because of the pouring of wine, but because Gu Ping'an looked directly into his eyes without any expression.

Gu Ping'an had never practiced the Six Meridians Divine Sword, so naturally he didn't have the ability to use sword energy to leak wine, but his alcohol tolerance was much higher than Duan Yu's.

Both of them drank three bowls in one breath without saying a word.

Seeing that he drank so heartily, the big man stopped talking and drank another bowl, then smiled.

"Great! Come again!"

He said another word and drank three more bowls.

The big man was delighted to see that he had finished every bowl. He said loudly, "Mr. Murong has a good alcohol tolerance. It was Qiao who underestimated you."

Well, another case of mistaken identity.

Gu Pingan smiled slightly and shook his head gently: "Boss Qiao misunderstood."

Qiao Feng was stunned when he heard this.

Although he guessed that the other party had seen through his identity, he did not expect that this person was not Gusu Murong Fu, who was as famous as him.

At this moment, footsteps were heard on the stairs and two people came up.

The two men glanced around and walked towards this side. One of them was an old man with a sad face, and the other was limping and using a crutch, but he walked a few points faster than an ordinary person.

Seeing that there was another person sitting opposite Qiao Feng, the lame man was slightly stunned and seemed to want to say something but stopped himself.

Qiao Feng hesitated for a moment and said, "That's all right. Just tell me what you want."

"Reporting to Gang. Big Brother, the other party has arranged to meet at the Huishan Pavilion early tomorrow morning."

The two exchanged a few words with Qiao Feng, received the order, bowed in agreement, and turned to go downstairs.

He didn't know his identity yet, but he didn't hide it at all. Gu Ping'an felt that Qiao Feng's heroic and free-spiritedness was even better than Guo Jing's, and he couldn't help but respect him more.

He picked up the wine bowl again, drank it all, and said, "I've heard of Boss Qiao's name for a long time. Seeing him today, I can see that his reputation is truly well-deserved!"

Qiao Feng, of course, couldn't be short of wine, so he guzzled a bowl as well, his face showing shame: "I've heard Murong Fu is elegant and handsome, but I only paid attention to his appearance and forgot he's already 28 or 29 years old. I'm truly ashamed." "Boss Qiao, take this as a compliment!"

Qiao Feng was amused by him and clasped his fists, saying, "I'd like to ask for your name, sir?"

"My name is Gu Ping'an, and that is my wife Mu Nianci."

As Gu Ping'an spoke, he pointed towards the table. Mu Nianci looked up and nodded slightly towards Qiao Feng, her manners graceful and elegant.

"This virtuous couple is a match made in heaven, a man of talent and a woman of beauty. I envy others."

Although Qiao Feng is not interested in women, he is not without aesthetic ability.

"The other two, could it be..."

He saw that Gu Ping'an was outstanding in both character and appearance, and the other two young girls were also outstanding in appearance, and his mind was suddenly filled with ideas.

"No, no!" Gu Ping'an waved his hands repeatedly, "Speaking of those two, they do have a close relationship with the young master Murong that Boss Qiao just mentioned."

"Oh?" Qiao Feng had not thought of this and couldn't help but look curious.

"These two are maids from the Gusu Murong family. They are accompanying me out of the village to find Master Murong and resolve some misunderstandings."

He recounted how he had accompanied Cui Baiquan all the way from Dali, encountered the two beauties Zhu and Bi, and had a conflict with the people in Qinjiazhai.

Qiao Feng listened carefully and frowned slightly.

"No wonder Brother Gu guessed my identity at once. I truly admire your chivalrous heart. However, from the tone of your words, it seems there's something else going on."

"Yes, including your gang's Deputy Chief Ma, there are indeed many strange things going on here."

Gu Ping'an nodded and explained the key points in detail.

"Simply put, these victims came from all over the world. The Murong family had no grudges against them. Why would they kill them so recklessly? They couldn't have been making enemies just for fun, right?"

Qiao Feng also felt that what he said made sense and asked, "Could it be that someone deliberately framed him?"

"I also speculate so, which is why I asked Mr. Cui, Village Chief Yao, and the others to go with us to find Master Murong and explain it to him in person."

Without waiting for Qiao Feng to speak, Gu Pingan spoke again.

"Also, I just heard from someone in your gang that someone from the Murong family has made an appointment with you for tomorrow, and they even tried to provoke you."

"Brother Gu means..."

"I'm afraid someone is impersonating him. This person may not be Murong Fu's subordinate."

"Brother Gu, you may not know that the people we have made an agreement with are from another group of strong men. However, no matter where these villains come from, I, Qiao Feng, have nothing to fear."

These words were spoken with such heroic spirit that Gu Ping'an was also infected by him and immediately picked up the wine bowl again.

"Brother Qiao is so heroic, I admire him! Come! Have a drink!"

Qiao Feng laughed heartily and said, "Brother, that's exactly what I want! I've loved wine since I was a child. The more I drink, the more energetic I become. Tonight, we face a powerful enemy. I must drink more strong liquor to deal with these villains."

The two of them drank heartily, and in just an hour, they had finished three 20-jin jars of wine. Although Gu Ping'an had a good alcohol tolerance, he was no match for Qiao Feng.

Mu Nianci had already left with Ah Zhu and Ah Bi. At this time, there were still a few hours before the chaos in Xingzilin. Gu Ping'an drank a lot, said goodbye to Qiao Feng, and trudged back to the inn. He fell headfirst on the couch and snored loudly.

I don’t know how much time had passed, but when I was half asleep, I suddenly felt my face slightly wet.

Gu Ping'an subconsciously raised his eyes and saw someone wiping his cheek with a wet handkerchief, his movements were extremely gentle.

But when he took a closer look, his soul flew away.

This person is not Mu Nianci!
(End of this chapter)