()"Okay, it's shameless to give face, right, then it's no wonder we?" So many people looked at it, the faces of the two men couldn't hang up after all, since the establishment of this Juxian Building in the Peng family, no one has really walked in, if this Ding is allowed to enter today, the reputation of the Juxian Building will be ruined for a while, and there will be no such transcendent status in the Peng family in the future.

"Oh, I want to see how shameless the two of you are?" Yang Zheng retorted.

The two were angry and angry, and the man on the left pointed at Yang Zheng and said, "You, you, are you so good, dare to insult me like this, if I don't let you look good today, I won't ask Ximen to blow snow!"

"Ahh

Seeing Yang Zheng like this, Ximen Blowing Snow thought that he was afraid of himself, so he deliberately shook his chest and shouted: "Ximen Blowing Snow, why are you afraid?"

Yang Zheng sweated profusely, and said secretly in his heart: "If Ximen Chuixue knows that he has been reduced to a watchdog, I don't know how to feel?"

"Get out of here-?" Yang Zheng sighed, his face sank.

Ximen Fuxue was slightly stunned, and before he could react, he felt a powerful force retreat himself, stumbled, got out of the way from the center of the door, and followed in front of him, Yang Zheng swaggered in.

The man behind Ximen Blowing Snow was obviously stunned, and it was the first time he had seen such an arrogant and domineering subordinate, and he dared to break into Juxian Tower.

"Don't you put us in your eyes, do you really think that this Juxian Building is a brothel, come if you want, leave if you want, tell you, this is Juxian Building, people like you are absolutely not allowed to come in?"

Ximen blew the snow and said: "Okay, don't say it, don't stop it, everyone will go in?"

The man on the left said "oh" and shouted: "Stop, stop!" Say, one left and one right rushed over, stretched out his hands, and grabbed Yang Zheng's left and right arms: "Hmph, if you want to go in, it's not that easy, let's pass our level first?"

"Your mother-?" Yang Zheng was furious, and the anger that had been aroused completely exploded, and his two heels stomped on the feet of the two of them. This time the strength was full of anger with Yang Zheng, and it could be light.

"Oh-?" heard two screams, and the two of them let go of Yang Zheng's arm at the same time.

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Where would Yang Zheng be polite, he punched Ximen Blowing Snow in the face, poor Ximen Blowing Snow, where did he think that this new subordinate of the Peng family would be so ruthless, he screamed, took a few steps back, sat on the ground with his ass, covered his face and screamed in pain.

The man on the left saw that his companion was injured, he didn't care that his feet hurt badly, he shouted, and punched Yang Zheng in the face, not to mention that it was not an empty shelf, and there was still a bit of strength, but unfortunately, this bit of strength met Yang Zheng only to humiliate himself, Yang Zheng on the side of his body, dodged this punch, followed the body, went around behind the man, quickly raised a kick and hit the man's buttocks, kicked hard, this kick was extremely powerful, the man's center of gravity was unstable, fell a dog and ate shit, and he didn't get up for a long time.

"Okay, good fight, good fight! Hua'an is good, good?" cheered from the crowd.

Duan Yu looked at the man who had fallen and ate, and suddenly patted himself on the chest: "This kick is ruthless enough!

Two reckless big men, just a few times were beaten to the ground and couldn't get up, Rao is the genius who just walked out, but also a face of disbelief, if not to see the two guys who are still on the ground, hugging their cheeks, ouch and screaming, kill him and don't believe it, this is the handiwork of the new man.

Yang Zheng clapped his hands, raised his eyes and glanced at everyone, and saw that there was not only the admiration of those maids, but also the admiration of those male families, and many people cried bitterly: "Raise your eyebrows, raise your eyebrows?"

"It seems that these two people have suffered a lot of sins on weekdays?" Yang Zheng muttered, swept the crowd, rolled his eyes, and then had an idea, stretched out his hand and touched it in his arms, and said: "You have silver for beating people, have you ever seen such a good thing?"

Everyone turned their heads to look at Yang Zheng, not knowing what the hell he wanted to do.

Yang Zheng took out fifty taels of silver tickets from his arms, smiled, and said: "This is fifty taels of silver tickets, today I Yang Zheng is really unhappy to see these two watchdogs, but beating people is not my specialty, so I have to ask you to punch a tael of silver, I believe you are happy to help Yang with this, right?"

"It's not your specialty, and you fight so hard?" Duan Yu glanced at the two big men lying on the ground screaming, and couldn't help muttering.

"Punch a tael of silver!" The crowd erupted in exclamation, their eyes glowing with greed.

"It's so funny? I've never seen anything so funny since I was a kid?" said one of the men at the front of the crowd laughing.

After speaking, he turned his head and waved his hand, grabbed the silver ticket in Yang Zheng's hand, and shouted to the more than 20 family members behind him: "Brothers, what are you waiting for?"

"Ah, don't, don't-?" The two watchdogs who show off their martial arts on weekdays, where have they seen such a formation, and their faces are pale with fright, but they have long hated the two of them, where are they polite, they can still make money by beating people, this kind of business, everyone is willing to do it, and their fists fell on the two of them like raindrops.

A scream came quickly.

"Brother Yang, is this okay?" Duan Yu glanced at the beaten Ximen Chuixue and his companions, and felt a little happy in his heart, but also a little worried.

"Don't worry, can't you die?" Yang Zheng glanced at it, took out fifty taels from his arms, threw it to the person just now, and said in a low voice: "Just don't kill you?"

"Hua'an, don't you worry? It will never be killed, but if you kill and mutilate, then it's hard to say?" the man smiled.

"Damn, are you more ruthless than me?" Yang Zheng muttered, no longer paying attention to Duan Yu and said, "Brother Duan, shall we go in?"

Duan Yu glanced at the two who were beaten worriedly, and felt a little happy in his heart, nodded at Yang Zheng, and walked in.

Although Juxian Building is not big, but the place where the talented man lives, it is like a fairy fart, extraordinary, since he walked in, Yang Zheng fully felt this, this Juxian Building is not a small building, but a courtyard, the yard is a little larger than Yang Zheng's location, but the content is much richer than his, pavilions, pavilions, small Xie, small bridges and flowing water, a small bridge and flowing water in the south of the Yangtze River, in the courtyard, a flower and a grass, a mountain and a stone, a number of pools, obviously are carefully arranged, making people feel pleasant。

"Damn, is the treatment of bullshit talents?" Yang Zheng glanced at it a few times and praised it sincerely.

Duan Yu followed behind and introduced them one by one, what moon is falling and the sky is full of frost, what is flying down 3,000 feet, Yang Zheng heard Yang Zheng's head big for a while, and secretly scolded the Peng family for being extravagant.

The two of them walked and watched, and after a short time passed through a bamboo forest, they saw a house, Duan Yu said: "This is where we live on weekdays, there are a total of nine people here, in addition to themselves, plus the door outside, there are seven people, these seven people call themselves the Seven Sages of the Bamboo Forest?"

"The Seven Sages of the Bamboo Forest? You still call yourself? This is too stinky and beautiful, isn't it?" Yang Zheng laughed and said, "If you add Brother Duan, wouldn't it be the Eight Monsters of Yangzhou?"

"Yangzhou Eight Monsters, this name is a bit new, I like it?" Duan Yu read silently, with a happy face.

Yang Zheng was completely speechless, and secretly wanted to see the characters who dared to call themselves the Seven Sages of the Bamboo Forest.

The two walked through the bamboo forest, and suddenly heard Duan Yu stretch out his hand and point, "Where are they?"

Yang Zheng looked in the direction of his finger, but saw that there was a pavilion in the depths of the bamboo forest, the pavilion was centered on the mountain forest, surrounded by towering ancient trees, and the pavilion and the undulating promenade of the mountains used the water paintings outside the park, and the leaky windows on the corridor through the guò corridor penetrated to communicate the mountains and water inside and outside the park, so that the water surface, the pond bank, the rockery, and the pavilion were integrated. The stone path on the mountain in the garden is circling, the ancient trees are verdant, the bamboo is covered, the vines are hanging, the wild flowers are clustered, the simplicity is natural, and the scenery is as smooth as the real mountain and wild forest.

"What a small pavilion in the forest!" Yang Zheng sighed heartily and walked in.

Although this small pavilion is built very exquisitely, but it is not very atmospheric, as Duan Yu said, there are seven people sitting on the stone bench, on the round table, a pot and a stove, tea sets, tea leaves, one by one neatly placed, each person's cup has been poured with tea, the faint fragrance comes with the breeze, inhales into the nose, makes people feel refreshed.

Among the seven people, four of them heard the footsteps, and they all turned their heads to take a look, and when their eyes fell on Yang Zheng's body, they showed a hint of surprise, obviously they didn't expect a subordinate to appear here.

But the four of them were not too surprised, they just glanced at it hurriedly, then turned their heads and landed on the top position.

Yang Zheng glanced sideways, and then found that two of the three people were not sitting on a stone bench, but wearing a white Confucian robe, sitting cross-legged on a straw mat, raising their necks and looking at their heads.

Yang Zheng was a little surprised when he saw it, and glanced at the corner of his eyes without moving, only to see a middle-aged man sitting on the head, about thirty years old, wearing a white Confucian suit, with fluttering sleeves and long black hair, which was not restrained, and was scattered on his shoulders, a pair of eyes narrowed slightly, but the light of the shooting was also a little arrogant.

"Heh, is this the Seven Sages of the Bamboo Forest, how do I look like a drunken Lu Zhishen?" Yang Zheng muttered to himself in his heart, but he didn't move his eyes and fell on the person in charge.

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