Chapter Twelve: The Restaurant Waiter

  Before seeing the city wall, the third-class people had already hidden their weapons, either putting them in the horse's saddle bag or covering them with clothes. In short, knives and guns were not allowed to be exposed.

  Pan Mountain is a big county town, and it's not just that there are many people, now I estimate that it has also been occupied by the devils. The scarred three of them have thick skin on their faces, shifty eyes, and riding horses into the city, as long as they're not idiots, they can tell that something is wrong with them. As for this point, Scar Three also has a sense of self-awareness, and these people didn't plan to ride horses into the city to show off either.

  Just outside the city gate, they found a small inn, where a group of people first handed over their horses to the shopkeeper for care and then booked two rooms. Just when Hu Fei thought it was time to eat and rest, Zhuo San told him that he wanted to go into the city to stroll around.

  "Go into the city? Aren't we supposed to go to Wanghai Mountain? What's the point of going into the city?" Hu Fei furrowed his brow, and his eyes had already turned somewhat unfriendly. He knew that he was in a hurry to find Lao Beifeng to join forces, but this guy actually still had the leisure to go into the city for a stroll. Was it because being the boss's son made him used to doing things as he pleased, or did these people never plan on taking him to Wanghai Mountain?

  Hu Fei's eyes flashed with a fierce light, and the three pockmarks on his face jumped violently. He was puzzled, this little guy was only in his teens, how could he glare at him more fiercely than Qing Shan, the big boss?

  He didn't know that young Hu Fei had just witnessed the tragic scene of his whole family being killed two nights ago. He not only set fire to the old house and cremated the bodies of his relatives, but also personally killed a ghost child! In one night, he lost his family and personally killed someone, and the boy's temperament has completely changed. Although Pockmark Three is a bandit, Hu Fei can actually intimidate him with just one glance! This is probably the natural talent of people, and Hu Fei may be more suitable to become an excellent bandit than Pockmark Three.

  "Hey, brother don't get angry, listen to me." Seeing Hu Fei glare at him, Pockmark Three hastily smiled and explained, "Look at the sky now, in less than an hour it'll be dark, if we finish eating and feeding the horses here and then rush on the road, we'll have to camp out in the wilderness. It's better to stay here for a night and continue on the road tomorrow. The sky is still early, anyway, we're idle, might as well let us brothers go into the city to open our eyes. What do you say?"

  "Old Three is right, the restaurants in town are better than the big pot of braised cabbage in this large car shop. Old Three has money in his pocket, Hu Fei brothers, let Old Three pay for it and invite us to eat a good meal in town!" Sun Lao Liu chimed in with a smile on his face.

  Although this man is not the leader among the scar-faced three, Hu Fei and he rode the same horse together for over two hours, so their relationship naturally became closer. Hu Fei really couldn't afford to not give Sun Liu face.

  "Alright, let's go into town to eat. However, when night falls and it's time to sleep, we must come back, our horses are still here." Hu Fei originally wanted to say something about not causing trouble in the city, but looking at these few people, each of whom was much older than himself and were all old thieves who had been in this high-risk profession for many years, he figured they would understand such common sense things much better than him, so there was no point in saying more.

  A few people brought their personal belongings, instructed the store clerk to take care of the horses and luggage, and then left the hotel with smiles and laughter, rushing to the county town.

  Hu Fei's heart has been filled with hatred and his mind has been weighed down by depression for the past few days. If this continues, he will surely become depressed. Today, chatting and laughing with these bearded men, he unknowingly relaxed a lot. He was originally an intelligent and lively young man, and once the knot of depression in his heart was untied, he immediately regained his optimistic and active nature as a youth.

  Hu Fei was delighted, and the three of them, including Pockmark Liu, were also happy. After all, who would want to be around someone with exceptional martial arts skills but a gloomy and taciturn personality? Although they hadn't accomplished much in their years of working for Hu Fei, the group's collective experience was quite extensive. With the intention of getting closer to Hu Fei, Pockmark Liu brought up a few interesting stories that didn't involve bloody violence. The others chimed in with jokes and witty remarks, adding flavor to the conversation as they walked into the county town, laughing and chatting along the way.

  At the city gate, there were pseudo-soldiers standing guard. Scarface San came to do business and handed over some benefits. The pseudo-soldiers turned their faces away, and a group of bandits who specialized in killing people and stealing goods swaggered into the county town.

  They are here to eat. The three of them have been to Panshan County before and are relatively familiar with the situation in the city, so they naturally led the way into the city to eat. Along the main street of the county town, after walking not too far, there is a major intersection. At one corner of the intersection, there is a three-story wine building, with a plaque above the gate, written with three large characters "Yingbin Building".

  The doorman seemed to know them, and from a distance, he enthusiastically greeted: "Hey, you few distinguished guests have arrived, come on, hurry up and go upstairs! Good wine and good food are already prepared inside, just waiting for you few, please come in!" After finishing speaking, he stretched out his hand and let the group of people into the restaurant without saying a word.

  Hu Fei was puzzled, how did Hu Zi have a fixed-point restaurant for meals in the county town? When he went upstairs and sat down at the window seat under the guidance of the shop assistant, he looked out the window and his eyes widened suddenly.

  Originally, that fellow wasn't just enthusiastic about them, no matter who it was, as long as they passed by the front of the welcoming building, he wouldn't let anyone go. Many passing guests were indeed pulled into the wine tower. Of course, most pedestrians still managed to break through after a few pulls and escapes from his interception. If every passerby had been pulled into the restaurant by that fellow, the restaurant would have run out of seats long ago, and maybe even Hu Fei would have had to queue up for standing tickets when he arrived.

  Hu Fei took a look at the three of them, then looked at Sun Lao Liu and others, and saw that they were completely speechless. How could they still have the nerve to say they were familiar with Pan City? They couldn't even get past the hotel staff's interception, how could they claim to be Hu Zi? Shaking his head lightly, Hu Fei had already given up on this trip to Pan Mountain, and now only hoped that after eating dinner here today, he wouldn't die from poisoning when he went back to sleep.

  "This, brother, don't look at the doorman's behavior, actually this restaurant's food is not bad." Seeing Hu Fei's eyes seemed to be off, Pockmark Three hastily explained.

  "Lao San wasn't talking nonsense, the food here is indeed not bad, especially the braised chicken with mushrooms, that's really fragrant! Waiter, bring me the menu, I want to order!"

  Looking at the scale of this restaurant, I estimate that the food won't be too bad. Except for the guy at the entrance who looks a bit suspicious, everything else seems fine. Well, since we're already seated, let's eat! Pockmarked Liu is quite generous and ordered a whole table of dishes. He only got a small jug of wine, just enough for each person to have one cup. These people seem to know their place and understand that drinking too much can lead to trouble, so they didn't dare ask for more.

  Hu Fei is already 16 years old, and when he's at home, he drinks alcohol, a small cup doesn't seem to be a problem. The flavor of the dishes is indeed good, everyone at the table eats with relish, having a great time.

  In terms of the quality of the dishes, this restaurant chosen by Hu Fei is not bad. After finishing the meal and drinking water, they waited for the bill to leave. Hu Fei wanted to go back and rest early, so he could set off early tomorrow to head to Wang Hai Mountain.