Mang Tule frowned, looked at Han Mo a few times, walked forward slowly, carried a bowl-sized iron fist, and said, "Do you have something to say to so-and-so? He is not a fool, Han Mo suddenly intervened, and he also guessed that it was very likely to be what people often say, "when the road is uneven, draw a knife to help".

Looking at Han Mo's elegant appearance, who was more than half a body shorter than himself, Mangtule was naturally fearless.

Han Mo didn't even take off the hat, but just stretched out his hand and put it very gently on the iron fist stretched out by Mantule, at first glance, it looked like two old friends who hadn't seen each other for a long time were expressing their closeness.

Mangtule changed color and scolded: "Pull away!" With a wave of his hand, he was about to hit Han Mo's hand over, who knew that Han Mo gently and skillfully used the grappling technique in the fighting technique, and grabbed Mangtule's wrist at once.

Reckless Tule wanted to withdraw the iron fist, but he might as well use his hand as if he was surrounded by an iron hoop, but he couldn't pull it back, a look of surprise crossed his eyes, and without saying a word, his other hand hit Han Mo's chest.

A sneer appeared at the corner of Han Mo's mouth, and his other hand also sprang out like a snake, easily clasping Mangtule's other wrist, and for a while, Mangtule's two hands were all in Han Mo's grasp.

Pei Yinghou on the side couldn't help but nod lightly when he saw Han Mo delicately restraining Mangtule.

Of course, he can see that this seemingly simple move is precisely catering to the methods of the dark people, and the emphasis is on doing the most complex things in the simplest way.

Han Mo's moves, speed, and strength were all in one, as long as one of them was missing, it would be impossible to clasp Mangtule's wrist so easily.

All the pharmacists also looked at this, and when they saw Han Mo flexibly clasping Mangtule's wrist, they all showed a look of surprise, Mangtule was the strongest figure among them, and he was so easily controlled, it seemed that this guy wearing a hat was really not an ordinary person.

Mang Tule lost face in front of everyone, and suddenly his face darkened, and he sighed deeply, exerting all his strength, and turning his hands outward, that was to compare his strength with Han Mo.

It's just that he didn't know that Han Mo had been practicing the Han family's unique scripture "The Book of Eternal Life" since he was six years old, and his strength was absolutely incomparable, although he blushed, but unfortunately his two hands were really like being frozen, and he didn't move at all, while Han Moyun stood there calmly and calmly, showing his profundity more and more.

……

Pei Yinghou raised his hat slightly, looked at the lady in purple, and saw the lady with her hands on her chest, standing as gracefully as a chrysanthemum in the garden, looking at Han Mo quietly.

Pei Yinghou's eyes flashed with a strange color, and his brows furrowed slightly.

He actually didn't think it was a good thing to make a move at this time, although there was a cover-up, but the flower hall has always been low-key, and he tried not to reveal his whereabouts until the last resort.

Han Mo's approach obviously violated this principle.

However, since Han Mo did this, as a subordinate, Pei Yinghou couldn't say anything, after all, Han Mo made a move, and it could be regarded as pulling out a sword to help.

"Young people are easily excited. Pei Yinghou thought in his heart, but he faintly felt that Han Mo's move might not be as simple as excitement.

Although Han Mo has not been the director of the West Flower Hall for a long time, according to Han Mo's style of acting all along, this young hall director seems to be gentle on the surface, but in fact he is gloomy and cautious.

While he was thinking about it, he heard Han Mo's voice say lightly: "Reckless Tule, are you convinced?"

Reckless Tule tried his best and couldn't shake Han Mo in the slightest, and the look of horror on his face also became heavy, listening to Han Mo's question, where was he willing to agree, he shouted again, raised his thigh and kicked Han Mo's lower abdomen.

The corners of Han Mo's mouth smiled, he didn't move, he didn't move, his right hand was released, and the palm knife was slashed out, and it was slashing at Mangtule's knee joint, Mangtule felt as if his knee had been cut off, and he screamed, holding his knee with both hands, and jumping up with the other foot.

"Are you convinced?" Han Mo asked lightly.

Mangtule gritted his teeth and said, "You are amazing, ...... today I won't fight you!" shouted, "Return...... Why don't you come to help so-and-so?"

Immediately, two pharmacists stepped forward and stroked Mangtule, who glared at Han Mo and said, "Next time I see you, I won't spare you!"

"It seems that the people of the Wind Country are not blindly stupid, they also know how to advance and retreat!" Han Mo looked at the figure of Mang Tule and everyone leaving, and said lightly.

He even pulled down the hat, only the mouth with a smile was revealed, and said softly: "Let's go!"

The lady in purple had already come over, owed her body lightly, and said softly: "Thank you for your help, the concubine is grateful!"

Han Mo waved his hand, took the oil-paper umbrella from Pei Yinghou's hand, bowed slightly, and said very gentlemanly: "There is rain today, it is suitable for making tea, Mrs. Taste tea well!"

Although she couldn't clearly see the face of this noble lady, her mature and plump figure showed very well that she was already a woman who had gone through personnel, so Han Mo would call her "Madame".

The purple-clothed lady said softly: "But I don't know if the concubine is lucky enough to invite the son to have a cup of tea to repay the grace of saving her?"

Han Mo smiled lightly and said, "It's just a gesture, there is still something to do, farewell!" Without saying much, he hugged his fists and walked past the purple-clothed lady, Pei Yinghou immediately followed, and the two went down the stairs one after the other.

"Can the son leave his name and surname, and I will answer it another day?" said the purple-clothed lady again.

Han Mo didn't look back, and said as he walked: "Sometimes, when people get together, it depends on fate, if there is really fate, Madam will definitely have the opportunity to repay me!"

walked to the door, opened the oil-paper umbrella, and walked out of the teahouse with Pei Yinghou one after the other.

The lady in purple looked at the door where there was no one, gently lifted the veil, showing an extremely beautiful face, eyebrows like green mountains, eyes like a clear spring, skin like clotted fat, although full of mature charm, but the skin did not have the slightest sign of aging because of the passage of time, delicate like a newborn baby, white and greasy, slightly red, really beautiful, the most important thing, her whole person looks dignified and elegant, but in the middle of the eyebrows, but with a touch of coquettishness.

This noble lady is like a ripe cherry, her plump and attractive body, coupled with the temperament and charm of a noble lady, there are really few people in the world who can resist.

"Madame......" The maid beside her screamed softly, and the purple-clothed lady came back to her senses, put down her veil, sighed faintly, and then walked inside.

……

……

The rain does not seem to stop, although the spring rain like the hair is not big, but it is very dense, gently hitting the oil paper umbrella, with a crisp sound, sliding along the oil paper umbrella to the edge of the umbrella, dripping down like beads, it is very beautiful.

The two walked along the street, passed the gate of Hou Lin Opera Garden, and walked slowly to the street, there were few people on the street, and it looked quite deserted.

"It's strange why I'm meddling, am I?" Han Mo said suddenly, with a smile in his voice.

Pei Yinghou said respectfully: "Adults have their own ideas!"

"I'm not kind, and it's not because I'm impulsive as a young man. Han Mo smiled and said, "I just saw something, just like you said, I can see the unusual from the usual!"

"Oh?" Pei Yinghou questioned.

"Are the people of the Wind Country stupid?" Han Mo asked inexplicably.

Pei Yinghou shook his head and said: "Of course they are not stupid, although they are barbarians and do not know etiquette, but their cunning is not weaker than that of other countries, otherwise they would not be able to hold such a small country." ”

Han Mo said with a smile: "Yes, the people of the Wind Country are not stupid, they can come out of the south wind to do business on behalf of the people of the Wind Country, and they will not be stupid, can such a group of people be so stupid that they can be so stupid as to despise a noble lady who does not know the details in broad daylight? There are countless officials and nobles in Yanjing City who can trample them to death like ants, and they won't fail to understand this truth!"

Pei Yinghou smiled, he knew that his young boss was by no means rash and impulsive.

"I've heard of the barbarians of the Wind Country, compared to the other three countries in the Central Plains, the people of the Wind Country are actually more afraid of death and more savage...... I just made a small move, and they fled in fear, which is really not the character of the people of the Wind Country. Leaving without seeing blood, I wonder how the courage of the people of the Wind Country has become so small. Han Mo had a weird smile on the corner of his mouth: "So I think about it, the most reasonable explanation for this situation is that they co-starred in a play in front of my eyes that seemed very realistic to them!"

Pei Yinghou was not surprised, but asked very calmly: "What do you mean, do you mean that those Nanfeng people were hired by that noble lady and are waiting to act for you?"

Han Mo turned his head to look at Pei Yinghou and said with a smile: "You seem to have guessed it too!"

"Why would they do that?"

Han Mo said leisurely: "Maybe that lady is very interested in me and wants to approach me through this method, or maybe it is to observe me, or there may be other reasons!"

"Your Excellency knows that it is a game set by them, why do you still want to make a move?"

Han Mo smiled: "It's very simple, I want to see what she wants to do, I want to determine whether this play is a performance for me to watch, I have to make sure it." ”

"I see!"

"This woman seems to be very interesting!" Han Mo said softly, her eyes ...... It's beautiful!"

Pei Yinghou frowned slightly and asked, "Do you know who she is?"

"You know?"

Pei Yinghou nodded: "That's Mrs. Huaqing!"

I wish the singles a happy holiday first, and don't celebrate this holiday again next year.

Hello.

First of all, thank you for your long-term support and love, it is precisely because of your encouragement that the desert can go so far in this online article!

Now, the desert tells you a good news, the mobile phone reading has been opened, the website is: p//p That is to say, you no longer have to worry about not being able to use the computer to read online, as long as you have a mobile phone, you can access the Internet, then you just need to enter this URL, you can easily read the desert and the gods anytime and anywhere, but also through the account you registered on the Internet or mobile phone, through the mobile phone to support the genuine "Quanchen", vote red, send book reviews, support and so on.

Read on your phone, share the wonderful anytime and anywhere, because of your support, life in the desert will become more exciting, come on, hurry up and pick up your mobile phone, enter the URL, and find "Quanchen" to vote for it.

Desert 20one'> Library Martial Arts Fantasy Literature 83K