Chapter Seventy-Six: Jiangnan Scholar Zeng Wujiang

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"Please, help me, there are people out there who want to rape me."

Wu Yan'er frowned slightly when she saw such a scene, how did this woman rush in? What about the bodyguards outside the door? Just as Wu Yan'er was still wondering the reason, another voice came from outside the door.

"Chick, run, run, run."

Arrogant, unstoppable.

With this voice, a group of men in brocade clothes walked into the VIP room one after another.

When the ragged woman saw these people, she immediately hid behind Uncle Mao. The fear in her eyes showed that she had been frightened a lot.

A man in a flower dress walked out of the group that broke in, pointing at Uncle Mao and saying proudly.

"Old fellow, I advise you not to meddle in your affairs, no one in these Sijiu Cities has dared to offend our Brother Zhou. Seeing that you are eating in this Tianzi room, I think I also have some identity. To be a man, you have to know how to taste! ”

Brother Zhou, who was surrounded by the crowd, lit a cigarette in a chic manner, and instructed the younger brother to bring a chair and sit down steadily, looking indifferent.

Uncle Mao smiled disdainfully and said slowly.

"I don't care what your identity is, it's a sin to disturb my conversation, give you a minute and take someone away."

Wu Yan'er on the side also laughed sarcastically. She also knows Brother Zhou this week, the son-in-law of the mayor's family, and his grandfather is the deputy minister of the Ministry of Public Security. can be regarded as a somewhat powerful second-generation official, but these identities are just passing clouds in her eyes Wu Yan'er. Not to mention Uncle Mao, whom even he and his fiancΓ© respect.

However, it has long been a common thing for this group of brocade clothes to run rampant in these four or nine cities, how could they retreat because of Uncle Mao's words.

The man in the flower suit picked up the golf club on the side, waved it in his hand, and joked.

"Old fellow, don't you want to give you some face, do you, do you want to try this golf club is hard or your head is hard?"

In other words, he walked towards Uncle Mao with a golf club, and when Tianci saw this situation, he guessed that there must be good hands among this line, and this man in flower clothes is definitely not a mediocre hand, although he is acting exaggeratedly, but he is as steady as a rock. The bodyguards outside the door have not reacted so far, and they must have been subdued. The man in the flower clothes saw that he was about to arrive in front of Uncle Mao, and Tianci had no choice but to shout loudly.

"Zeng Wujiang, if you don't come out again, Lao Tzu will die, the sixth son asked you to protect me, where did you die!!!!

Hearing the call of heaven, the man in the flower dress changed his face for a limited time, and then smiled disdainfully.

"Pretending, dying and struggling, Zeng Wujiang? Jiangnan scholar Zeng Wujiang? Want to scare Lao Tzu? Lao Tzu ......"

Before the words fell, a strong wind blew in the closed VIP room, a leaf flew in from outside the door, and a sound came out slowly.

"You and I can fly? The plane you were on was already full, and I just arrived in a connecting flight. Good intentions are not rewarded. ”

Dressed in white, a pot of spirits instantly smelled the room, and the pot was drunk, chic, elegant, but a strong breath instantly suppressed the entire room. Zeng Wujiang chuckled again.

"I don't want to take care of things that don't endanger your life, but I really can't stand this group of guys bullying good girls."

The long sword was raised, and the blade of the sword pointed directly at the man in the flower clothes. The man in the flower clothes who felt Zeng Wujiang's fierce aura instantly dodged to the side. 's vigorous posture also shows that he is not weak, but Zeng Wujiang is Zeng Wujiang after all, and Jiangnan scholars are not famous. The tip of the sword picked up the ground, Zeng Wujiang bounced up again, and the sword blade chased after the man in flower, and the man in flowery clothes had retreated to the dead end, and there was no way to avoid it, so he could only wave the golf stick in his hand to block Zeng Wujiang's sharp blow.

Ding, a crunch. The golf club had been split in two, and the tip of Zeng Wujiang's sword also pierced into the chest of the man in flower, but it did not kill him with a single blow. This Jinghua is no better than other places. Causing trouble will only cause trouble for Ren Zhou.

One stab and one receiving, standing with a sword, and taking a sip of the contents of the pot, Zeng Wujiang said lightly.

"Let's go, I don't want to kill."

Although the voice is soft, it has an irresistible momentum.

Wu Yan'er, who was already starry on the side, jumped up and ran in front of Zeng Wujiang, pulled her white long sleeves and said.

"You are the legendary number one swordsman Zeng Wujiang? A sword, a leaf, a jelly, Jiangnan scholar Zeng Wujiang? ”

With such a formation, this Wu Yan'er still has such a mentality, I have to say that this girl's mentality is really good enough to explode. And Zeng Wujiang, who has always been lonely and cold, has no way to face this child-like Wu Yan'er. didn't pay attention to Wu Yan'er, broke free from this little hand, slowly walked to the crowd in brocade, and said lightly.

"Not leaving?"

Brother Zhou, who had been sitting indifferently watching the play, just gently stepped on the cigarette in his hand, looked at the top blanket blackened by the cigarette butt, and said softly.

"I know your reputation and skills as the first swordsman, but you have to think clearly, the power of the madman six is in Jiangnan, and these four or nine cities are my territory, offend me, even if you are the first swordsman, can you guarantee that you can get out safely? Listening to your words, you should be responsible for protecting that kid, even if you can get out, what about that kid? ”

Hearing this, Zeng Wujiang also frowned slightly, what Brother Zhou said was not wrong this time, Zeng Wujiang could also feel that this crowd still had some strong breath that was not weak, although they were not their opponents, but they could not guarantee the safety of God. All of a sudden, I was in a dilemma.

And Wu Yan'er, who was ignored by Zeng Wujiang, had already chased Zeng Wujiang to Zeng Wujiang's side again at this time, took out her mobile phone, and quietly dialed a number.

After a few soft sounds, I heard Wu Yan'er crying instantly.

"Grandpa Liang, I was bullied by Zhou Chi, the son of the mayor's family, in Violet. Call someone to save me!! ”

Hearing the name that Wu Yan'er called, Zhou Chi could no longer maintain his momentum. This Nizi knows her identity, and she still asks Grandpa Liang to clean herself up? Liang Weiguo, this old guy is not a good person. As the supreme commander of the Jinghua Garrison Army, even his grandfather from the Ministry of Public Security has to avoid three points, because the old guy is responsible for the safety of all Jinghua executives, and going against him is tantamount to confronting the entire Huaguo. Standing up slowly, Zhou Chi said to Wu Yan'er.

"Dare to ask the girl who is the heir of the family, Zhou Mou has offended a lot today, please forgive me, don't alarm the busy Liang Lao."

With a flick of her eyes, Wu Yan'er directly mocked.

"You are not qualified to know the identity of Miss Ben, hurry up and leave with that waste, disturb Miss Ben's dinner with friends, and want to die."

The complexion changed several times, and Zhou Chi's gums were overflowing with blood due to excessive bite, when did he Zhou family suffer this loss in Sijiu City, but the other party had already moved out of Liang Weiguo, and it was inconvenient for him to entangle now, with a wave of his hand, Zhou Chi said coldly.

"Let's go!"

The messy VIP hall finally regained silence, but Zhou Chi, who had just walked out of the door, said to a person beside him.

"Call the lame man over, and leave no one behind. Damn it. ”