He noticed the expressions of everyone around him, but he only smiled faintly at the corner of his mouth, and did not respond to the women who threw flattering eyes.

Seems to be a very good talker.

Some women were about to move, and they wanted to go up and talk to them unreservedly, but when they saw the fierce looks on the faces of the four guards next to him, they were not easy to provoke, and they stopped moving.

Not far ahead, a beautiful woman in a yellow shirt stood in front of a painting stall on the side of the street, only to see her eyebrows and apricot eyes, a slender figure, a jasper hairpin in a bun on her head, and a bookish air between her eyebrows.

A man in white hummed an out-of-tune tune, pretended to be sven with a fan in his hand, strode to stop beside the woman in the yellow shirt, and exclaimed in a smooth tone, "Wow! Where did the beauty come from, the little face is white and tender, the eyebrows are delicate, look at the little hands......"

The woman in the yellow shirt turned sideways and saw that it was an ugly man in white, saying that he was ugly, the man was full of yellow teeth, wide forehead and nose, a pair of lustful obscene eyes, and when he spoke, he had a bad breath, which was really disgusting. This kind of ugly person is still wearing a white dress that he thinks is chic, and the white clothes on him show the fat on his waist and abdomen, which is really a waste.

The ugly man in white saw the beauty staring at himself, his eyes were lustful, "Ouch, the little lady looks at the master like this, isn't she looking at the master?" Your uncle and I am Liu Jiubao, the distant nephew of Prime Minister Sun Cheng, who is rich and powerful, you follow me, and I will eat and drink spicy food for the rest of my life. ”

Childe laughed. The woman in the yellow shirt frowned, "Please respect yourself." "Being able to get involved with Prime Minister Sun Cheng does have a bit of power.

"I really don't know how to write the word self-respect. Look at your delicate hand......" Liu Jiubao raised his hand and touched her, "I must be able to write a good hand, otherwise you taught the godmaster how to write self-respect?" ”

The woman in the yellow shirt took a step back, her apricot eyes angry, "Liu Gongzi, if you do this again, I'm welcome?" ”

"Yo, the little lady is still angry?" Liu Jiubao laughed, "When you get under the master later, the master will ensure that you are so happy that your arrogance will disappear." Wow wow, wow, wow......"

"You ......" The woman in the yellow shirt is a beautiful girl, so angry that she can't say a word.

"Hahahaha......" More than a dozen family members behind Liu Jiubao also laughed with their masters.

Liu Jiubao smiled, "Seeing that the little lady is full of books, she must be a capable person." Uncle, I happen to be high-spirited, and I will read a self-created poem to you...... "Get close to the beauty, as if taking a deep breath of the fragrance on her body," smell the fragrance and know the beauty to,

The kidneys don't know that the spring dream is broken. Good poetry, right? ”

There were already a lot of people around to watch the excitement, and many people pinched a cold sweat for the beautiful woman in the yellow shirt. Someone knows Liu Jiubao, who is a ruffian hooligan, relying on his relationship with Prime Minister Sun Cheng, and specializing in robbing people's daughters.

When Jun Youqi, who was originally passing by, heard this, a blood-devouring ruthlessness flashed in his eyes, and with a wave of the jade fracture fan in his hand, a hidden weapon flew out from between the fans, instantly piercing Liu Jiubao's throat.

Liu Jiubao's eyes widened obscenely, and he couldn't say a word in horror, so he fell directly to the ground on his back and died.

"Ahh Killed! Someone began to scream in panic, and the crowd of onlookers began to flee in all directions.

Liu Jiubao's family immediately shouted, "Who, who dares to kill my young master?" ”

"Me." Jun Youqi's voice was not light or urgent, and he responded calmly.