Chapter 157: Hey, please jump off the Pujiang River

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The woman who went directly to the costume drama without makeup stood at the door of the hotel lobby, ignoring the eyes coming and going, twisting the wine gourd and raising her white neck to take a sip of wine.

has a bold posture, like a chivalrous character who walks the rivers and lakes in martial arts novels.

It didn't take long for a man with the same strange appearance to run out in a hurry.

Dressed in an expensive black suit, a white shirt, and shiny leather shoes on his feet, if ordinary people wear this outfit, they will immediately have the temperament of a successful person, but he is different, looking at him, it will only make people feel like a thug in a suit.

Because he is so burly, like a black bear, almost two meters above sea level, there is a huge deterrent power to any pestle. And the most striking thing is that he also has a big bald head, and a lotus flower is tattooed on his head, the lines are clear and exquisite, and the blue lotus is lifelike under the illumination of the hotel lights.

really responds to the popular saying at the moment, a man can have no money or be handsome, but he must be sassy.

The woman glanced at him: "Do you dare to slow down a little more?"

"Master, aren't you worried that if I follow you, I will lose face and ask me to come down later?"

This burly man touched his bald head, and his expression was a little childlike.

I have to say that the visual impact of the pair of men and women standing together is simply outstanding, as can be seen from the strange sights around them, one brother was too focused, and even almost hit the white jade pillar at the door of the hotel because he was too focused.

"Alright, let's go. ”

The woman seemed to realize that she was in the spotlight and didn't say anything more.

The bald man cautiously followed behind her, aggrieved like a child of nearly two hundred pounds.

The master is still worried that she will be embarrassed by this look, and she doesn't look at how good her own dress is, when did outsiders look at her less than herself?

He really didn't dare to speak.

As the sky grew dark, the strange master and servant walked slowly along the banks of the Pujiang River, and everywhere they passed, the pedestrians all looked sideways, and the rate of turning back was almost as high as 100%.

"Look at what to see, look at Lao Tzu to kill you!"

The bald macho man is submissive in front of women, but when facing outsiders, he is still very worthy of his fierce appearance when he puts aside the lotus flower. Maybe he was annoyed, or maybe he was wronged by the woman and had nowhere to vent, he suddenly roared angrily, and his eyebrows were raised as if he was ready to do it at any time.

The deterrent effect of his body on ordinary people is devastating, and the small citizens who come to play and stroll by the river beach dare to confront such a thug in a suit, and they hurriedly avoid it like frightened rabbits.

The woman sneered, better than a falling goose and a sinking fish.

The bald macho man immediately changed his face as if he was acting in a drama, and said with a smile to the woman: "Master, you should laugh more, you look so good when you laugh." ”

The woman's narrow eyes narrowed slightly, "Yo, the little beggar went to Gumeng, and he grew up well, so he dared to tease me." ”

Little beggar?

A burly hunk man nearly two meters tall has such a name?

The 'little beggar' smiled, touched his bald head, and subconsciously sneaked away from the woman.

"This is not a joke, this is all heartfelt words, in my mind, the master is much better looking than the first beauty in Kyoto, Song Luoshen. ”

The woman looked at him with a smile and didn't speak.

Just when the 'little beggar's' expression gradually stiffened, and his heart began to drum, and he was already thinking about whether to run away immediately, the woman finally spoke up, "Although your sycophant is very untechnical, it sounds quite comfortable, so I won't bother with you this time." ”

The woman twisted the gourd, took a sip of wine, and took a new step.

The 'little beggar' breathed a long sigh of relief.

"Did you meet that tiger this time in Gumeng?"

The woman asked softly, and the river breeze made her clothes flutter.

"Of course, if you want to find someone in Gumeng, how can you avoid him. ”

The woman turned her head, "Are you fighting with him again?"

The 'little beggar' snorted sullenly.

"Look at you like this, you must have lost again, alas, it's a shame on me. ”

The woman shook her head angrily and sighed, then raised her head and took a sip of wine.

"If it doesn't work once, it will be twice, and if it doesn't work twice, it will be three times...... I'll be able to beat him someday. ”

The little beggar was not discouraged, but his eyes were calm and his fighting spirit was high.

"Yes, this is like what a man said, there is no shame in losing to that tiger. ”

The bald-headed macho little beggar nodded, of course he knew that there was no shame, just because that tiger was relying on a pair of fists and feet to conquer the entire Gumeng Qi Tiger Roar.

"Master, there is a sentence that I have been holding in my heart for a long time, and I have never known whether to say it or not. ”

Glancing at the bald macho who wanted to speak and stopped being a little nervous, the woman said lightly: "I think even if you don't say it, you have to say it now, say it, don't worry about I'll get angry, at most eighteen years later, I'll be a good man, right?"

The little beggar smiled bitterly, looked at the red rope on the woman's left wrist, hesitated, and finally spoke: "I think that tiger really likes you, why didn't the master give him a chance?"

Putting aside the superficial appearance, just talking about ability, looking at the entire Dragon Kingdom, there are almost countless men who can compete with Qi Huxiao.

The man who conquered the entire Gumeng, that is not a dragon and phoenix among people can be described.

The woman seemed to be smiling, and she couldn't see her joy or anger, "What? Was it conquered by force and ran back to be a lobbyist?"

The little beggar shook his head decisively, his face full of loyalty and frankness: "My heart for the master can be seen by the sun and the moon, if the master doubts me, I can die to clear my will!"

How generous and powerful sonar.

The woman also said with a smile: "Then you will die for me to see?"

The little beggar's expression suddenly froze, and he was speechless.

The woman smiled and shook her head, her expression gradually became calm, she turned to face the flowing Pu River, and said quietly: "Many things are not as simple as you think, I am not suitable for him." ”

He understands the master's personality, and if the master says that it is not suitable, it means that there is no hope.

There was a trace of regret in the little beggar's eyes, he and Qi Huxiao were not friends, and they could even be said to be enemies, but in his heart, he really admired the tiger's character.

"I can't even look down on the tiger master, I really don't know how many people in the world can get into the eyes of the master. ”

The little beggar was full of emotion.

"Actually, my request is very simple. ”

The corners of the woman's mouth turned up slightly, and she looked at the river as if joking: "As long as there is a man who is willing to jump into the Pujiang River for me, it is enough." ”

The little beggar was stunned for a moment, then turned his head and quickly looked around, and under the woman's puzzled gaze, he saw his eyes light up, and then walked quickly forward.

The woman looked over and noticed a figure slowly approaching.

Li Futu came to the Pujiang River, wanting to blow the wind and calmly sort out the news he learned from Yan Donglai, but just when he was thinking about Song Luoshen's motive for forcing Wang Dengfeng to die, someone suddenly grabbed his shoulder, and then an arrogant voice sounded.

"Hey, boy, please jump off the river. ”