Daming: The system rejected my request for salted fish

But Wei Wu knew very well that he was only able to catch the enemy off guard because of his understanding of history.

If we continue chatting, with the intelligence of this evil monk, he will probably figure out something.

So at this time you can't play by the rules. As the saying goes, only random punches can kill a master.

So after Yao Guangxiao finished speaking, Wei Wu simply stretched out his hand and slowly slid it across the table.

The M1911 that he had originally placed on the table was immediately put into the system warehouse.

Seeing this scene, Yao Guangxiao's pupils suddenly shrank.

He became a monk at the age of fourteen, and then traveled around the world, making friends with people from all walks of life.

It can be said that no one knows the tricks of the underworld better than him.

However, he could not see any flaws in Wei Wu's display of the skill, as the movement of his palm was clearly so slow.

And without any cover, the strange weapon actually disappeared, just like a spell.

Although he knew that Wei Wu was deliberately using this to criticize him, he was indeed shocked by this move.

Just when Yao Guangxiao was shocked, Wei Wu's slightly cold voice came to his ears again.

"Yao Guangxiao, I don't care if you want to prove your talent. The world is so big, there are plenty of places where you can display your talent."

"But I have to remind you that it's best not to use this dragon-slaying technique on the Ming Dynasty. As long as I'm in the Ming Dynasty, you won't be able to slay it even if you want to."

Having said this, Wei Wu pinched his fingers a few times before continuing:

"Your lifespan is eighty-four, and you're already forty-seven. You still have thirty-odd years left. Just live an honest life."

"If you refuse to listen and insist on going against the will of heaven, then I can guarantee that your life will end prematurely."

While Wei Wu was talking, the restaurant owner had already brought over the wine and food.

Seeing this, Yao Guangxiao slowly stood up, clasped his hands together and saluted Wei Wu.

"I will definitely keep Changle Bo's advice in mind. With that, I will take my leave now."

After hearing what Yao Guangxiao said, Wei Wu's mouth corners curved slightly.

This evil monk was calling himself "poor monk" just now, but now he only dares to call himself "little monk". The change is really big!

Just as Wei Wu was laughing secretly, Yao Guangxiao was also preparing to turn around and leave.

However, before he could take a step, Wei Wu spoke again:

"You came to me to beg for alms, and now the food and wine are served, but you won't eat what I ordered. Aren't you being disrespectful?"

Yao Guangxiao, who had just taken the first step, suddenly became stiff.

Although he knew that Wei Wu was trying to intimidate him, he had no choice but to turn around and sit back.

The two of them didn't say a word while eating, and the scene was so quiet that it was a little eerie.

Wei Wu didn't speak again until he had finished eating everything on the table.

"Now that you've had enough to eat and drink, I won't keep you here, Master. It's getting late outside, and Master Daoyan should be very careful when walking at night!"

After saying that, Wei Wu stood up and walked towards his room without even looking at Yao Guangxiao.

As for Yao Guangxiao, he waited until Wei Wu and his men had all returned to their rooms before he slowly stood up.

"No wonder the King of Yan is so wary that he doesn't even dare to have the slightest idea. Changle Bo is such a difficult hurdle!"

While thinking in his heart, Yao Guangxiao raised his head with complicated eyes and stared at the place where Wei Wu disappeared last.

But before long his eyes became firm again, and he turned and left the inn and disappeared into the night.

Just as Yao Guangxiao was leaving, Zhang Hai also came to Wei Wu's room.

"Master, does that monk want me to go with you..."

While speaking, Zhang Hai raised his hand and made a cutting motion under his neck.

Seeing him like this, for a moment, Wei Wu felt like he had become a villain.

So he quickly shook his head, dispelled these inexplicable thoughts, and then said: