Chapter 7: The Feast of the Hung Gate
The dazzling bright light gradually receded, Zhao Feng rubbed his eyes, and in front of him was a white and misty place.
Zhao Feng was wondering what kind of place this was, when a message came from the APP again.
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Tenant: Xiang Yu
Rental location: Hongmen Hall
Rent: 1 gold relic / 100 years
Rent: 500 years
Addendum: The tenant has been paying the rent since moving in, so please go immediately.
Time limit: 40 minutes
Rent collection conditions: Reward tasks will collect arrears of rent, and if they are successful, all rewards will go to the individual.
If you fail, you will face dismissal, and you will be forcibly eliminated from the world with punitive measures!
Teleportation location: Hongmen Hall
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Xiang Yu!
Hongmen Hall!
Seeing the information in the message, Zhao Feng swallowed his saliva violently, the previous Qin Shi Huang is now Xiang Yu again, I really don't know if this is a reward or a punishment.
And didn't you say teleporting to the Hongmen Palace?
Why is it all white here, where is the Hongmen Palace?
Zhao Feng was very puzzled in his heart, could it be that he let himself go to the Hongmen Palace?
Just when Zhao Feng was at a loss, there was a thunderous drum sound behind him, and he was almost startled when he looked back.
I saw a huge black palace standing behind me, which was even better than the palace of Qin Shi Huang.
The whole body is composed of a dull black, and the huge black pillars are coiled with countless auspicious clouds.
Straight black steps lead to the main hall, the steps are trimmed with dark gold, and there is a black-armored soldier every two steps.
Holding a tiger-shaped military flag, the military flag fluttering in the wind is magnificent.
There is a plaque hanging in the middle of the main hall, and two big characters are written on the dragon and the phoenix.
Hongmen.
"This is Hongmen?"
Although Zhao Feng did not study history, he had heard a lot of stories about the Hongmen Banquet, but he didn't expect the real Hongmen Hall to be so magnificent.
Walking cautiously towards the steps, the soldiers around him did not stop him or ignore him.
This silent atmosphere made Zhao Feng's heart furious, and he cautiously came all the way to the door of the main hall.
He was about to push open the temple door, but he found that the two black huge doors were extremely heavy, and it took all his strength to push them open a little bit.
As the door of the hall slowly opened, Zhao Feng finally saw the situation inside.
I saw that the spacious hall stood with countless copper pillars supporting the entire beam, and the copper pillars were carved with lifelike coiling dragons, swallowing clouds and mist, glaring straight ahead.
And in the middle surrounded by copper pillars, there were soldiers in armor and weapons in hand, looking tense.
And among these people, there sat two middle-aged people.
One of them, wearing black armor, sat on a horse with a bear's waist, and a Fang Tian halberd next to him was particularly conspicuous.
The other person was dressed as a Confucian student, slightly thin, with a smile on the corner of his mouth all the time, but there was a treacherous look between his eyebrows.
There is a game of chess in the middle of the two, and the black-armored man Hongzi seems to be showing signs of defeat.
Hearing a movement outside the door, the middle-aged man with a tiger's back raised his eyes and found Zhao Feng standing at the door in a daze, obviously not understanding the situation in front of him, and said to the soldiers on the side.
"Dragon foal. ”
At the sound of an order, a burly black-armored man with a height of eight feet walked out, exuding a killing aura all over his body.
At first glance, he was a battle-hardened veteran, holding a spear and striding in front of Zhao Feng.
Zhao Feng was a little stunned, and the black-armored man grabbed his collar and dragged him directly out of the hall.
"Wait! I'm here to collect rent!"
Zhao Feng hurriedly took out the rent collector's token from his pocket, but the black-armored man ignored it and still dragged him out.
"Wait. ”
At this moment, a middle-aged man dressed as a Confucian priest spoke out to stop him.
"Liu Bang, this is my territory, when will it be your turn to speak?"
The middle-aged man with a tiger's back and a bear's waist had a bad complexion, and his face gradually showed murderous aura.
"Hehe, King Xiang, this person seems to be a new rent collector, why don't we ask first?"
Liu Bang smiled while gesturing to the people behind him, and a man in white and silver armor walked out from behind him.
He is eight feet tall and has a round belly, a large pie face and cheeks covered with stubble, and a red and swollen rosacea nose that is particularly eye-catching.
Without saying a word, he walked over and knocked away the dragon horse, and snatched Zhao Feng from his hands.
"Humph!"
Xiang Yu saw that Liu Bang wanted to rob someone, so he snorted coldly, and all the black-armored people behind him pulled out their weapons.
Seeing this, Liu Bang's guards were also not to be outdone, and aimed the weapons in their hands at the other party.
The two sides are tense and can fight at any time.
"King Xiang, Fan Hao is rude, what should I do with this kid?"
The silver-armored man carrying Zhao Feng finally spoke, it turned out that he was the warrior who made a big fuss about the Hongmen banquet and rescued Liu Bang in danger, General Fan Xu.
Zhao Feng swallowed his saliva vigorously, all the big guys present knew that they wouldn't come here.
Xiang Yu snorted coldly, slowly got up from the horse, and stood in front of Zhao Feng.
The nine-foot-tall figure, like a giant bear, shrouded Zhao Feng's thin figure in the shadows.
The sharp eyes kept scanning Zhao Feng, and Zhao Feng felt as uncomfortable as being scraped by a knife.
That suffocating aura of the king, this person in front of him is definitely the genuine Xiang Yu.
"You're new?"
Zhao Feng tried his best to suppress the slight tremor in his heart, straightened up and looked into Xiang Yu's eyes.
"Xiang Yu, you've been here for a few days, it's time to pay the rent. ”
Hearing this, Xiang Yu was not angry but a little surprised.
The previous rent collectors were basically scared when they saw him, but this Zhao Feng was different.
Although he was a little submissive before, but now he dares to look directly into his eyes, except for Liu Bang, the big-eared thief, Xiang Yu really can't think of anyone who dares to do this.
"Hahahaha, it turned out to be a rent collector, and my Xiang Yu's rent is not so easy to collect. ”
Xiang Yu laughed and sat back in Mazha, ignoring Zhao Feng at all, which made Zhao Feng helpless for a while.
What can I do if I don't pay rent?
"If you don't pay the rent, I'll take your big hall. ”
Zhao Feng sacrificed his killer weapon, the token of the rent collector can take away all the buildings, and these people will be homeless without a place to live.
But Xiang Yu didn't care at all, and touched his chin with a smile.
"If you want to take it away, take it away, anyway, it's all mundane things, when this king burned Afang Palace, he didn't see anything. ”
Xiang Yu's face was calm, and he didn't care at all that his residence was taken away.
Zhao Feng was in a dilemma for a while with the token, he really wanted to take away the hall, he was afraid that Xiang Yu would regret it and slap him to death.
If you don't collect it, your own rent collector will become an ornament, and it will be even more difficult to collect rent from other people in the future.
Just when Zhao Feng was at a loss, Liu Bang, who was sitting opposite Xiang Yu, pointed to the chess in front of him and suddenly coughed twice.
Zhao Feng looked at the chessboard and suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and with a wave of his big hand, the chessboard in front of him suddenly disappeared.
Seeing that his chessboard had disappeared, Xiang Yu stood up abruptly and grabbed Zhao Feng's collar.
The angry eyes flashed with blood-red golden light, and the anger like a flood beast almost swallowed Zhao Feng.
"Hand over the board!"
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