Chapter 1563: Provocation

Hu Xi'er glanced at that man.

Geleidier revealed a smile he thought was handsome, and Hu Xi'er rolled her eyes.

She couldn't understand what this guy was being vain about; Mo Cheng was much more handsome than him.

"Boss, give me another one; that one is dirty," Hu Xi'er said indifferently, ignoring him.

Geleidier was taken aback and rubbed his nose, feeling rather awkward.

Without waiting for Hu Xi'er to refuse, he sat directly beside her and spoke with forced familiarity: "Boss, give this lady another drink; I'll pay for her tab."

The boss looked at Geleidier; he was a regular here, but every time he came, it was either to hit on women or hit on women.

The tavern boss didn't have much affection for him, nor did he have any particular dislike.

Who could feel resentment toward someone who sent money their way every day?

A glass of Yinzhou Drunk was placed by Geleidier's hand; he walked in front of Hu Xi'er and revealed his signature smile again: "Miss, your courage has won me over. My name is Geleidier, and I'd like to make friends with you."

Hu Xi'er couldn't stand this kind of oily, smooth-talking man the most.

She said coldly and directly: "No need. Please get lost and don't hinder me from drinking."

Hearing such blunt words, Geleidier didn't speak, but in his heart, he became even more interested in this Longyan woman.

He gave a look to the side and saw his lackey nod.

Geleidier smiled lightly and said to Hu Xi'er again: "Miss, a piece of advice for you."

"If a beautiful woman like you drinks too much in a tavern like this, a pack of jackals will appear by your side."

Hu Xi'er responded indifferently: "It's fine, I have a gun."

Geleidier chuckled, ignored it, and dropped a Gold Coin: "This is for the lady's drink."

Seeing this Gold Coin, the tavern boss's eyes went straight.

In this Small Tavern of his, he couldn't even earn half a Gold Coin in a month.

The value of this one Gold Coin was worth more than two months of his income.

Hu Xi'er glanced slightly at the Gold Coin and then withdrew her gaze, as if she hadn't seen it at all.

Geleidier's gaze happened to capture this scene, and he sneered coldly in his heart; she was still acting reserved in front of him.

One Gold Coin was enough for him to find any streetwalker outside to play with for a long time.

However, if one Gold Coin could bag a Longyan woman, then this price was not bad.

Geleidier put on a very casual expression and got up to leave.

Hu Xi'er seemed to ignore all of this; she looked at the slightly yellowish Longyan Drunk reflected in the candlelight, thought of that blockhead Mo Cheng, and cursed under her breath.

"Mo Cheng, you bastard, leaving a beauty like me behind—what kind of research are you doing?"

"Can research be more fun than me?"

After downing the Yinzhou Drunk in her glass, Hu Xi'er's face flushed an even more moving shade of red; borrowing wine to drown sorrows only makes them deeper, and she thought of Mo Cheng again.

She had been out drinking for half the day, and she didn't know if Mo Cheng was hungry.

"It would be better if that bastard starved to death," Hu Xi'er whispered.

But her heart was still filled with worry; after paying the tab, Hu Xi'er had originally wanted to bring a meal back from the tavern, but looking at those British dishes...

Hu Xi'er instantly abandoned this thought; here, it was nothing but potatoes.

Or some animal organs processed into all sorts of strange things.

She and Mo Cheng had once gone to a high-end restaurant in Britain, and she heard the chef there say that when boiling animal organs, one must add salt, wine, cheese, Longyan Tea leaves...

As long as the resulting taste wasn't too terrible, it would do.

She had broken down right then and there.

What kind of magical cooking method was this?

"Better to go back and cook," Hu Xi'er murmured.

Amidst the gazes of everyone in the tavern,

Hu Xi'er walked out of the tavern swaying; today she had to admit that she had indeed drunk a bit too much.

It was all Mo Cheng's fault.

The distance from the tavern to Newton's house was not far, but it was late now, there weren't many people, and Hu Xi'er, an outsider, walked swaggeringly onto the street.

She had absolutely no sense of vigilance.

Britain, having just experienced the Industrial Revolution, had increased its national strength, but public security was poor.

This resulted in very few people walking the streets so swaggeringly at night.

She walked into a dark alley.

Suddenly, a group of people emerged from the darkness.

Hu Xi'er was taken aback, turned around, and saw that her path behind her had been blocked.

She frowned and shouted coldly: "Who are you people? I have no grudges with you all."

"None, it's just that what you said in the tavern made us feel very unhappy."

"We decided to let you know if British men are capable or not!"

Playful laughter came from the darkness; Hu Xi'er's face was icy cold, and she quickly drew the revolver she carried at her waist and fired.

Bang!

The thunderous gunshot startled these British people into a daze.

Geleidier, hiding in the shadows, was suddenly stunned, looking at the extremely small gun in Hu Xi'er's hand, which was currently emitting a faint smell of gunpowder.

Geleidier had never expected that this Longyan woman actually had a gun in her hand.

Hu Xi'er looked at the British people who were somewhat stunned by the gunshot and said coldly: "I don't want to kill anyone. As long as you hand over your boss, I will spare your lives."

That group of British people gulped, looking at the gun in Hu Xi'er's hand; that was a real, genuine gun.

However, they had never seen such an exquisite and small gun, and they did not doubt the power of this gun in the slightest.

Although the previous shot had missed, they all saw the bullet hole that had appeared on the ground; while not large, it was very deep.

The crowd looked at each other in dismay, unable to make up their minds.

At this moment, someone said: "A musket can only fire once. She hasn't reloaded, and she's just a woman; with so many of us, are we still afraid of her alone?"

Hearing this, the crowd finally came to their senses, thinking it seemed to be the case.

The crowd looked on with malicious intent and said coldly: "You bitch, tonight I will definitely let you know how formidable we are!"

Hu Xi'er frowned as she watched the British rushing up from both the front and the back.

Qingyang had given her this gun for self-defense, but she had never killed anyone before, and for a moment she panicked; although there were still five bullets left that could be fired in succession, Hu Xi'er did not dare to pull the trigger.

Hiding in the shadows, Geleidier smiled as he watched Hu Xi'er in her desperate situation.

In his view, he would soon see a little white rabbit torn to pieces by these famished British.

Just at this moment, an angry shout came from not far away!

"Stop!"

Geleidier frowned as he looked at the man walking over from a distance; under the relatively bright moonlight, Geleidier looked at his explosively handsome face and was instantly filled with jealousy.

How could there be a man even more handsome than him!

Hearing the familiar voice, Hu Xi'er's face lit up with joy: "Mocheng!"