Chapter 22: Making a Money Tree, Carrying the Blame

On the third floor of the Rouge Pavilion, Zhao Qianshu looked at the half-hidden beautiful lady on the bed. Eyes full of desire, humming hooligan songs in the alleys, whistling little whistles, so leisurely.

"Beauty, today brother, I will let you taste what it means to be a golden gun, sing songs every night, and ensure that you can't get out of bed tomorrow. After Zhao Qianshu finished speaking, he rubbed his hands and threw himself on the bed.

The bed creaked, followed by the sound of the door being kicked down.

It was the one who led the group of highball balls and looked at Zhao Qianshu, who was in high spirits: "Hey, hey、、、 you're quite good at playing." ”

Before Zhao Qianshu, who was frightened, could react, the weight of the highball ball weighing two hundred catties was instantly overwhelmed, Zhao Qianshu had no spiritual power, let alone practice, how could he withstand such a weight.

staggered down, and the beautiful lady on the bed let out a scream as she saw it.

Gao Qiuqiu kicked away the Nanmu chair next to him, grabbed it and grabbed Zhao Qianshu and snorted: "Grandson, wasn't you very arrogant with your grandfather just now? Why don't you talk now." ”

Where has Zhao Qianshu, who has been pampered since childhood, been bullied like this, except for the last time when Wang fell, he already felt that the sky was about to fall, but this time he was still in another country, and his heart was even more bottomless.

"Brothers are their own people. ”

"Don't have anything to do with me, my father doesn't have an illegitimate child like you. The golf ball slapped over.

Crackling sound.

"Brother, I am Zhao Qianshu, the son of Zhao Sweet Potato in Wuling City, you can go and inquire. Give some face!"

After hearing this, Gao Qiuqiu looked at the entourage around him: "Who is his father?"

"Young master, what kind of little potatoes are you talking about? ”

"Come, tell him, who is Young Master Ben's father?" the golf ball snorted softly, and raised his right foot on the chair, looking majestic and high-spirited.

"Ahem, our son-in-law is the only son of the guerrilla general Gao Da of Xiaolin City, known as the jade-faced Xiaolangjun, the ball emperor of the snakehead city, and the occupier of the central marshal. One of the attendants gestured out of thin air and slashed a large circle with his arm in the air.

Zhao Qianshu listened to this long nickname, and the whole person was dumbfounded, there are really mountains outside the mountains, and there are people outside the people.

"Take it away, go find the other boy, if the fairy is hot in his bed now, I will make the whole snakehead city sleepless tonight. After Gao Qiuqiu finished speaking, his face was full of anger, especially the scar on his face, which was extremely scary.

The beautiful lady who was still in bed watched everyone leave, and quickly left with tears on her face.

Gaoqiuqiu, with a group of subordinates, rummaged through the entire Rouge Pavilion, but did not find Wang Luo.

The old bustard begged for mercy in fear: "Gao Gongzi, our store is a small business, you can take it easy, the son you said really didn't see anyone, and even the fairy didn't know where to go." ”

The golf ball stared at a pair of eyes, surrounded the Rouge Pavilion, clenched his fists, and slammed it out of thin air: "Big fist punch beat your chest." ”

"Take it away, I don't believe that kid can run anywhere, people are here, they will definitely come to us. ”

The golf ball group took Zhao Qianshu away.

Heading straight for a military camp outside the city, the golf ball was angry today, and the consequences were serious.

Poor Zhao Qianshu wanted to cry without tears, his throat was already hoarse, but he still shouted: "Brother Luo, save me!"

"Boss, save me!"

"If you don't come again, I will be defiled by others, I am your dear little brother. ”

Zhao Qianshu, who had never encountered this kind of encounter in his life, regretted going out for the first time, he wanted to go back and persuade his father, why did he give himself this name?

I didn't make a fucking money tree, but I became a backstabber.

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Wang Luo, who was strolling back to the inn at the moment, was leisurely, but suddenly sneezed a few times, and pulled his clothes again and again, the weather was not cold, if it wasn't for the beauty just now thinking about herself?

It's really hard to be a good person, you have to be responsible for saving a woman from a good family, it's even harder to be a man, and you can't be too chic and handsome.

Wang Luo was very melancholy.

I went straight back to the inn and slept soundly.

On the second day, Wang Luo found that Zhao Qianshu had not come back, and scolded this kid in his heart for being too uninteresting, how could anyone monopolize the results?

Wang Luo was even a little envious, this kid's combat effectiveness was still okay.

Wang Luo, who got up early in the morning, began to practice in the courtyard of the inn for the first time, and only he knew the purpose of fighting every night, and he could not practice in one day? From today on, Wang Luo made up his mind to be a person who is always healthy!

On this day, Wang Luo led Zhu Yelang and Guan Ju to visit the entire Snakehead City.

Traders from all over the world have all kinds of sources.

The first time Wang Luo gave Guan Ju a gift, it was a bouquet of ice-carved magnolia bought from a merchant from the north, which is said to be perennial, no matter how hot it is, it is very magical.

Guan Ju squinted his eyes, couldn't hide the happiness in his heart, and said cautiously: "Thank you, Wang Luo." ”

Wang Luo chuckled in his heart, but for some reason, he was a little flustered in his heart.

Hurriedly shook his head and said, "I haven't bought anything for my cousin since I was so old, and my cousin has been good to me since I was a child, and every year you will try to buy something for me." ”

The more Wang Luo spoke, the quieter his voice became, and he didn't continue.

Guan Ju didn't answer, and carefully put away the ice sculpture magnolia.

Zhu Yelang didn't buy valuables, but just bought a small dagger in a small alley, which was very exquisite.

On this day, the day is very short, as if it was yesterday, and time flies.

It's just that it's hard for Zhao Qianshu in the suburban barracks.

At this moment, Zhao Qianshu, who was tied up by five flowers, had a mouth full of blood, and stared at the people in front of him: "My father is Zhao Sweet Potato, very rich, or you go and inquire, let me go, you can have as much money as you want." ”

One of the soldiers looked at the sweaty highball: "Young master, I've been waiting for this for a day and a night, and that person hasn't come yet, or we will let it go, right?"

The golf ball kicked him in the ass: "Let your uncle's fart, don't kill that kid, it's hard to solve the hatred in my heart, do you know how long I've waited for this day? How many small vaults have I hidden? The money has not been spent, and the fairy is gone." ”

After Gao Qiuqiu finished speaking, he wiped his eyes: "As soon as I think of the appearance of the fairy in someone else's bed, my heart hurts!"

"It hurts, you know? Woo woo woo、、、、

The grief-stricken highball ball cried and picked up the whip on the side and hit Zhao Qianshu hard.

Some people are crying and some are crying pain.

"Boss, Brother Luo, where are you, help me, it's terrifying, I'm afraid, little brother!"