Zhu chongshi, his wife, children, and several servants entered the inn with Teng Qingshan and a group of black Armor soldiers.

Step into the inn!

Teng Qingshan glanced and noticed that on one side of the inn sat five tables of guests, who were either shirtless or bare-chested, drinking heavily and talking freely.There were swords and other weapons on their tables or by their chairs, and there were more than twenty of them.

When Teng Qingshan and his group of heavily armored black Armored sergeants entered the inn --

The temperature of the whole inn seemed to drop. The voices of the men, who had been laughing and talking freely, all dropped. They looked over and touched their weapons, or put them in a convenient position.

Walking outside, a word of discord, draw a knife, blood spatter five steps, this is very common.

Teng Qingshan frowned, although the inn is not small, but the following ten tables, the other party accounted for five, only five tables left.

All the Black Turtles wore heavy armour, and usually four of them had to occupy a table. Even if they jostled, it was not enough.