Royal Gold Medal County Magistrate

The leading soldier sneered with his arms crossed, "It wasn't easy for us brothers to spend 'idle money' to get out of the camp. Now, you won't even let us charge a meal here?"

"We're all regulars, and we've eaten here so many times. If you don't give us this much face, then you're in the wrong!"

"We even saw this waiter last time we came. Do you not trust our character and deliberately sent him to test me? Are you afraid we won't pay?"

The restaurant owner cried out in grievance, "No, no, sir! Really not! It's just that he doesn't remember you. Charge it! We'll charge it! Please, sir, tell your brother to stop! If he keeps hitting, someone will die!"

Seeing that he was quite sensible, the soldier chuckled and prepared to tell his brother to stop.

Suddenly, an angry shout came from his ear, "Insolent! Let that waiter go!"

Everyone in the restaurant turned their heads to look at the source of the sound. They saw a handsome and elegant figure standing upright at the door, followed by a group of curious onlookers.

His melancholy eyes, sparse stubble, cool appearance, and luxurious yet understated sword deeply captivated everyone's attention.

"Damn it, where did this pretty boy come from? Does he not want to live?" The leading soldier didn't even think before cursing.

Meng Weimin looked at the soldiers in front of him, quietly swallowed, and his heart pounded wildly.

Although he had done a lot of physical training, his actual combat skills were still terrible. These guys in front of him were so big and burly... What if he couldn't beat them?

Hopefully, the people who came with him are reliable!

Meng Weimin slowly stepped forward, his eyebrows slightly furrowed, "The Imperial Guards are on duty! How dare you openly beat civilians? Do you still have any law in your eyes? Release him now!"

The soldier was stunned and sized him up. This white uniform should be the Imperial Guards. He had heard that some Imperial Guards in the capital wore white.

Thinking of this, the soldier's expression gradually softened, and he cupped his fist in both hands, "So it's a brother from the Imperial Guards. Misunderstanding! It's all a misunderstanding. Quickly release him."

The soldier who was beating the waiter quickly let go, and the scene instantly became harmonious.

No! That's not how it's supposed to go! No, I have to adapt!

Meng Weimin secretly thought something was wrong, and then solemnly asked, "What happened here? Why are you beating people?"

Before the soldier could speak, the restaurant owner preemptively answered, with a flattering look on his face, "Misunderstanding! It really is a misunderstanding, sir. It's just that my waiter is ignorant and offended these gentlemen!"

The soldier nodded, "Yes, brother, you heard that, right?"

Meng Weimin: "......"

The scene returned to harmony again. Zhou Tie saw this and a trace of anxiety flashed in his eyes.

What's going on? The situation is not quite the same as what the master said? These scumbags are so cooperative, how are we going to play this out later?

After hesitating for a moment, Zhou Tie first nodded to Meng Weimin, then leaned close to the soldier's ear and whispered, "Idiot! I'm cursing your mother % @ … …! \u0026 … … @! @ *"

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Unexpected greetings to his mother poured into his ears, and the leading soldier was instantly struck by lightning!

The muscles on his face twitched constantly, his eyes were full of anger, and he slowly looked at Zhou Tie, gritting his teeth and asking, "What the hell do you mean?"

Hiss.... Won't fight? He's not giving an inch!

Zhou Tie went back to Meng Weimin's ear and swayed for a while, then leaned close to the soldier's ear again and whispered, "Cursing you just now was to teach you a lesson. Our boss said that you ugly bastards disgust him just by looking at you. Either you kneel down and kowtow thirty times and crawl out of here, or you let him beat you up honestly. He also said that you better not be ungrateful, and you better kneel down quickly."

The soldier's whole body trembled, his fists clenched so tightly that no blood could be seen, and he stared fiercely at Meng Weimin.

After looking at him a few times, he felt that something was wrong, and then gritted his teeth and looked at Zhou Tie and said, "You little bastard, I think you're here to stir up trouble!"

"......"

Zhou Tie immediately flashed behind Meng Weimin and whispered, "Say whatever I say."

The next second, Meng Weimin pinched a strand of hair beside his ear with two fingers, suavely smoothed it back, and said casually, "Stir up trouble? Are you worthy?"

"Damn it, this is too much! Brothers, hit him!" The soldier roared and suddenly threw a punch!

Zhou Tie was overjoyed, jumped out from behind Meng Weimin, and joined the melee with a few brothers!

In order to enhance the performance, they fought with fists and feet, and the movements were extremely fancy!

From time to time, they would throw a half-dead soldier to Meng Weimin to pose, and after posing, they would drag him back to continue fighting.

Seeing that his own people had the upper hand, Meng Weimin was also relieved, but he still maintained the demeanor of an expert.

Finally, Zhou Tie seized the opportunity and suddenly threw the leading soldier, who only had half a breath left, towards Meng Weimin!

Meng Weimin instantly drew his sword, twirled it, and pointed the tip of the sword at the soldier's throat!

The whole battle ended... The picture seemed to freeze at this moment.

The diners in the restaurant and the onlookers at the door all opened their mouths wide. At this moment, Meng Weimin's unrestrained figure seemed to be permanently imprinted in their hearts.

Zhou Tie quickly winked at Meng Weimin to say his lines.

Meng Weimin immediately said loudly, "Bold thieves! In broad daylight, in a bright and just world, how dare you bully innocent people? Do you have any law in your eyes!"

"Lianchun Garden is a legitimate business, how dare you openly default on your debts and beat people! I, Meng Weimin, will be the first to disagree!"

Prepared! These bastards came prepared, otherwise how would they know that they defaulted on their debts?

The soldier barely raised his head and looked at the restaurant owner fiercely, "Did you report this to the authorities?"

The shopkeeper was already frightened, his crotch was wet, and he slumped to the ground, trembling.

He said aggrievedly, "I really didn't report it to the authorities! Sir!"

It's over, my hard work for half my life is over!

These soldiers will probably be fine, can I still do business in the future?

Meng Weimin sneered, "Report to the authorities? Why would I need to report to the authorities to arrest you? I have already heard of your misdeeds!"

"The Imperial Guards are acting on the orders of His Majesty to rectify the discipline of the world. Today, we are here for unscrupulous people like you!"

"How dare you oppress the people in front of the Imperial Guards? You really have the guts of a bear and a leopard! How much silver do you owe the shopkeeper? Return it quickly!"

The people outside and the diners had a strange light in their eyes.

Someone actually stood up for justice on the street, and was so handsome and dashing. The things in the opera actually appeared alive in front of them!

The soldier looked at Meng Weimin in fear, tremblingly took out two ingots of silver from his chest and handed them over, begging for mercy, "Brother... I'll pay the money, okay? Let's just forget about this today."

Meng Weimin twirled his sword again, sheathed it smartly, stepped forward and took the silver.

Holding the silver, he walked to the restaurant owner's side, gently helped him up, and said softly, "Old man, this is the silver they owe you. Take it."

"Thank you, official..." The restaurant owner, who was only thirty-eight years old, took the silver with mixed feelings and quietly touched his face.

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