Chapter Seventy-Two: Lamentation

"Well, brother, this meal you made is so delicious."

Wu Song gobbled up, boasting about Ling Ling in his mouth, and the movements of his subordinates were not slow at all.

"Yes, yes, Brother Wu, it's really delicious"

may also be extremely hungry, when the meal was just served, Master Li had already moved his index finger, just tasted it, and he had already discarded everyone's ladylike appearance, and he didn't care about the image of eating.

Ling Ling, who had been busy for a long time, pouted, although he was praised and was in a good mood, but he just ordered vegetables and noodles, was it so delicious.

In fact, just this little green vegetable can be regarded as a great progress in the lives of Ling Ling and Wu Song. If it weren't for the fact that the golden steward gave Wu Song some money in order to win over Wu Song, it would be very good to be able to eat a bowl of noodles.

When Ling Ling and the others were immersed in the warmth, they didn't know that the danger was approaching, and they were powerless to resist.

"Mommy, Mommy, looking for ...... Found it"

The shopkeeper Li of the Alum Tower rushed into Li Yun's room out of breath.

Li Yun, who was having a headache and closed his eyes to recuperate, opened his eyes suddenly.

"Then why don't you send someone for me and arrest that slut for me?" Li Yun was full of anger.

She had already thought about it, and after the Oiran night was taken, she would give Master Li to those gentlemen in Bianjing City to play with. Didn't she think she was so clean? Then turn her into a bewitching slut......

"Already, someone has been sent"

Shopkeeper Li didn't dare to raise his head at all, and even trembled a little.

……

Yuxian Building

"Report to the steward, someone saw Wu Song taking his short big brother and a woman to the west of the city"

"Huh, are you really back?"

Jin Dazhuang put down the purple sand teapot in his hand and twisted his mustache.

"Huh, you say, there's a woman?"

"Yes, yes"

"Do you know who it is?"

"No, I didn't see it clearly...... It's just that it seems to be pretty "The little guy said, and he showed a lewd smile.

"Pretty woman, huh"

"Go and call me the nurses."

For a while, Jin Dazhuang was shy, dragging his fat body, and about seventeen or eighteen men poured out of the back door of Yuxian Tower, jumping straight to the west of the city.

"Yo, who did I think was this posture? It turned out to be the golden steward of Yuxian Tower."

"Where are you going to rob the people's girls again?"

Not far away, a horse-faced thin man with two mustaches stared at Jin Dazhuang for a mockery.

Jin Dazhuang originally wanted to ignore this horse face, but when he heard these words, he couldn't hold his breath.

"Hmph, Ma San, I've been the steward of Alum Tower, why is my mouth still so stinky?"

"I remember that you didn't call me Jin Ye all the time, how dare you be so presumptuous today, come, call Jin Ye to listen?"

Ma San was indeed a gangster before, and when he went to Yuxian Tower, he kept saying Jin Ye, Jin Ye's shouting. However, now he is the horse steward of Alum Tower.

"Hmph, golden fat man, your master Ma still has important things, let you go today, you will walk and see"

"Let's go"

After speaking, Ma San flicked his sleeves and walked away. Originally, Ma San didn't want to withdraw first, so it seemed that he had admitted defeat. But when I think about it, this is something that Shopkeeper Li has told him thousands of times, and if he doesn't do it well, he may have to shed several layers of skin.

"Haha, Ma San, you are a coward, I will remember to call Jin Ye when I see you in the future."

Of course, the golden fat man has to be unforgiving, and the people in the back of the nursing homes naturally know the master's preferences, and they also laughed.

"I'll go, I said golden fat man, are you a dog skin plaster, you can't shake it off......"

Ma San saw that Jin Dazhuang still followed him.

"Hmph, Lao Tzu goes to the west of the city, don't get in the way"

"Hey, you're going to the west of the city too?"

Ma San suddenly felt that this thing didn't seem to be good.

"You, it's over" Ma San called a nurse who looked the thinnest, and then whispered, "Go and tell the shopkeeper that the people from Yuxian Tower will also go to the west of the city."

In the midst of the noise, the two teams arrived in front of Ling Ling's small courtyard at the same time. It seems that the places that have always been secluded seem to be a little crowded.

With a bang, the door of the small courtyard was kicked open. Then a whole bunch of people poured into the courtyard.

"Who are you and what do you want to do?" Hearing the door kicked open, Wu Song took the lead and went out. When I saw a bunch of people in the yard, I was a little panicked.

"Hmph, you'd better get out of the way."

Seeing Master Li coming out after Wu Song, Ma San first made a gesture, and then said a little politely.

"Miss, shopkeeper Li asked us to ask Miss to go back"

Seeing that it was Ma San, Master Li involuntarily shrank behind Wu Song.

"I, I'm not going back," Master Li's tone was weak.

She knew she was just struggling pointlessly, but she wanted to resist a little.

"Miss, don't toast and don't eat and drink."

"You see these people are hairy, it's not good to ruin your delicate skin"

Wu Song listened anxiously.

"Hmph, you guy, the teacher and the girl said that you won't go back, are you deaf?"

Although Ma San was angry, he still ignored Wu Song's words, now it is the most important thing to bring Master Li back, not to mention, there is the fat man surnamed Jin in the back, he doesn't want to make trouble.

"Then, it seems that the young lady is unwilling"

"Go, bring the young lady here"

"I see which of you dares"

Wu Song stopped Master Li behind him again.

"Hmph, since you want to be nosy, then give me a hard beating, it's best to beat me to death"

Suddenly, more than a dozen men from Ma San surrounded Wu Song.

Although Wu Song's martial arts are strong, his two fists are difficult to beat his four legs, not to mention more than ten pairs, and the nursing home of Alum Tower is much more powerful than that of Ximen Qing's family. Wu Song was losing and retreating, and he was about to lose his breath.

"Uhh......h

"Stop fighting, I'll go with you"

"Stop fighting"

……

Master Li rushed towards Wu Song like crazy, trying to protect Wu Song. Tears rained down on Wu Song's already bloody face.

Jin Dazhuang, who was finally watching the play inside outside the courtyard, made a choice between saving Wu Song and not saving Wu Song, and then walked into the courtyard slowly.

"Ma San, Wu Song is the person I met in Xianlou, you beat him like this, is it too bad to give me someone Jin's face?"

"Or are you alum towers, don't give us face in Yuxian Lou?"

"Hmph, Jin Dazhuang, don't deceive people too much"

"Tell you, it's better to be nosy, there are some things you can't afford"

"Hehe, is it? This Wu Song, I saved it."

"Hmph, you save your people, just don't get in the way of us picking up people"

Ma San took the initiative to soften, this Wu Song can't fight anymore, if he really dies, the golden fat man in front of him will bite himself and not let go, and most of the things that take away Master Li will be extraneous.

"You two, help the young lady up, let's go"

Master Li, whose face was stained with tears, didn't struggle anymore, and turned his head to look at Wu Song, who was already covered with scars.

"I don't need your help, I'll go by myself"

Master Li's voice did not have a trace of emotion.

Ma San took Master Li away, Wu Song wanted to struggle, but he couldn't.

And Ling Ling, the instinct to survive made him shrink in the kitchen, holding a kitchen knife, and didn't dare to come out at all.

Yes, he was scared, he almost died several times, he was afraid, he felt that he would only cause trouble if he went out, it was better to hide it, it would be better for everyone.

"Hehe, take the martial brothers back to the fairy tower"

Jin Dazhuang will not forget Ling Ling, after all, this is Wu Song's death hole, the deadly kind.

(To be continued)