The cover has been changed, but I didn’t do it. I was about to ask what happened to Qidian? Which one do you think is better than the previous one?

Either they really have no ghosts in their hearts, so they are open and more silly. Or they just want to cover up and pretend to be like this, thinking that no one doubts them.

Because the light in the room was too dark, Wu Ming couldn't see the expression and appearance of the person next to him. He only saw three people sitting there and rarely spoke.

"Customer, this Qinglonggou is only a day away from here, but it is not possible now. Not to mention the teapot, you can't find even broken tiles!" The shopkeeper explained with a smile on his face.

"Is that true?" the businessman frowned and smiled bitterly, "It seems that we are going to have a waste of time."

"You might as well go somewhere else!" The shopkeeper reminded the kindness of the shopkeeper: "Maybe you can buy other good goods."

"Thank you, the shopkeeper." Another businessman nodded at the shopkeeper with a smile and thanked politely.

Wu Ming yawned, grabbed his bag, and prepared to leave here to go to bed. Although the people in the WAN are a little suspicious, there is no appropriate excuse to test it, and it is easy to show off. It is better to talk about it later!

There was a sudden quarrel outside, and it was probably a dispute between the welcoming client and the new guest.

"You can't go in, you will scare all the guests away." The guy said so.

"It is natural to give money to stay in a hotel. Why don't we go in?" A woman said loudly in a voice: "It's so cold outside. Do you want us to freeze to death outside?"

"You can't give money, either." The guy still refused to give in. "What if the other guests are not happy if they accept you?"

"We are all out of the house. There is no such thing as unkindness." The woman was not kind-hearted, "When we go in, we want to see if there are all guys in this world who look down on others like you."

"Hey, you dare to scold me."

"So what if you scold you? Believe it or not, I will let the snake bit you to death?"

"Mom, HT." Wu Ming suddenly slapped the table and cursed loudly: "It's said that the big shop bullies customers. Your broken shop is only big, so you have learned so many bad habits. Sooner or later, you can burn it clean."

"Hey, what's your business?" The in-store man glared at him and scolded: "If you drink enough, go to sleep with you. What's the point of being poor?"

"What's wrong with my name?" Wu Ming also glared at the eyes without showing any weakness, "There are Japanese devils outside who are domineering. If you stay in a store, you will be angry with you bastards. I'm so blinding your dog's eyes."

"You, you dare to scold the Imperial Army." The shopkeeper stretched out his finger and pointed at Wu Ming in surprise.

"Emperor, your damn army." Wu Ming became even more excited and threw his bag on the table. "I'm still dead this time, and I'm afraid of nothing. You are like dogs in front of the Japanese devils and are so harsh to the Chinese. It's really not a fucking thing."

"Shopkeeper, let the people outside come in!" The middle-aged man dressed up in the businessman said, "It's really unreasonable to keep people out of here."

"Yes." A man who looked like a peddler at the other table also echoed. "Musicity brings wealth, harmony brings wealth. This brother is straightforward. Although what he said is not pleasing, he still makes some sense."

The shopkeeper looked at the other guests, and seemed to have not spoken for him, so he had to wave helplessly, "Call them in!" After that, he looked at Wu Ming with confusion.

Wu Ming curled his lips and sat down as if nothing had happened. Hehe, first throw a stone to ask for directions, then further test to see what their purpose is.

As soon as the door opened, Lei Mingshan leaned on crutches and walked in with the help of two girls, showing his withered appearance. It turned out that his bronze face had turned dead gray, and his eyes were no longer as good as the spirit of the past.

"Dad, please wait." The ugly girl Lei Ying said softly. The little girl next to her looked at the food on other people's tables, swallowed, and lowered her head.

"Lao San Lei?" The shopkeeper also recognized Lei Mingshan and asked in surprise: "Why did you become like this? Your legs? Oh, if I had known it was you, I wouldn't be able to..."

Lei Mingshan smiled hard, shook his head gently, but did not say anything. "Let's sit here!" Wu Ming greeted, turned around and shouted to the clerk: "First put two trays of buns, three bowls of hot soup, and then half a pound of soju. Take it on my account."

Lei Ying glanced at him in surprise and did not recognize Wu Ming who had already dressed up.

When Lei Mingshan arrived, Wu Ming looked at his legs carefully and couldn't help but gasp.

Most of Lei Mingshan's right leg was gone, only half a foot long. The wound was not treated at all. A faint stench came over. If the weather was not cold, it would have been even worse.

"How did this happen?" Wu Ming pointed to Lei Mingshan's broken leg and asked softly.

"The bomb exploded." Lei Ying sat down with Lei Mingshan and replied lightly.

"It's not handled!" Wu Ming shook his head, "It's all rotten."

"Well." Lei Ying nodded depressedly, "This kind of injury can only be cured in a large hospital in the county, and the doctor in the countryside can only be treated like this."

"The Japanese will not treat you." The peddler-like man took a sip of bad wine and shook his head. "It will instead send you into the gendarmerie and torture you."

"Let's have dinner first!" Wu Ming pointed to the buns and hot soup that were brought up, and looked at the guy and explained: "Pick up the soju and open a separate room. I will live with them tonight and will not sleep in the big shop."

"Okay." The guy nodded and agreed, hesitating. After giving them a single room, there is no need to worry that other customers will smell bad, but can they afford it?

Humph, Wu Ming snorted coldly in dissatisfaction, put his hand into his arms, touched and searched for a long time before taking out a silver dollar and throwing it on the table. "Is it enough?"

"Enough, enough." The guy agreed and reached out and grabbed Dayang.

"How can I let the guy spend money?" Lei Mingshan bowed weakly, "We have money, Ying'er."
Chapter completed!