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"Bang-"

With an accidental distraction, Zhang Zifang had already taken the lead and kicked Yan Le's stomach.

He used a violent force, and Yan Le slammed into the door, and the door panel was overwhelmed and fell to the ground with Yan Le.

Yan Le snorted in pain and was lying in the aisle on the second floor.

The shopkeeper poked his head out in horror to look at the situation around him, and then crouched back in fear.

Zhang Zifang walked out of the house in tatters, and condescendingly hugged his fists to Yan Le and said: "Brother Tai's swordsmanship is outstanding, and I admire it with all my heart." ”

Yan Le's swordsmanship is really good, Zhang Zifang suffered Yan Le's loss when he was in Qingling, and then in Shangjun, he was almost surrounded to death by Yan Le's sea of people tactics.

However, feng shui took turns, and now Yan Le was finally defeated at his hands.

"You!" Yan Le spit out a word in surprise, and then his abdomen was so painful that he could barely speak.

"Huh?" Zhang Zifang smiled with a rare and evil face, and the end of the note dragged out long and ambiguous. He walked over and held Yan Le's hands on top of his head with one palm. Yan Le was lying on the ground and his whole body seemed to be falling apart, so he could only be at his mercy.

Zhang Zifang supported the ground on one leg, his free hand stretched out to Yan Le's face, and his slender and powerful fingertips gently picked his jaw, Yan Le's face was full of shame and indignation, and he couldn't bear to turn his face away.

Then Zhang Zifang's soft fingertips ran the curve of his jaw and touched his earlobe.

However, in an instant, Zhang Zifang's fingers stayed less than a foot away from his carotid artery.

Zhang Zifang smiled lightly, the banter in his eyes was even worse, and he seemed to have found a way to relieve his hatred more than killing him.

The thumb and index finger gently twisted Yan Le's chin again, the hateful thing was that the strength was very light, but Yan Le just couldn't break free.

He was drugged all over his body.

Yan Le felt that he had lived in vain for so many years, chasing and killing Zhang Liang for more than half a year, and he had been unsuccessful repeatedly, and now he met in a small inn, not only did he not recognize him, but he was also teased like this.

From now on, where will he still live in front of others?

Zhang Zifang raised his eyebrows and whistled, as if he had guessed what Yan Le was thinking, and he smiled: "Lord Yan, you said, if I sell you to the restaurant, how many taels of gold can I sell?" ”

One or two pieces of gold are enough for ordinary people to eat and drink for ten years, but at this moment, it is a bit insulting to compare Yan Le's worth.

"Zhang Liang, you dare." Yan Le endured the severe pain and gritted his teeth, cold sweat was dripping, and the corners of his forehead were already soaked with sideburns.

Zhang Zifang became more and more frustrated, and he laughed: "You see if I dare." ”

said that he didn't dare, then he wanted Yan Le to open his eyes wide to see if he dared.

Yan Le closed his eyes in a dead heart, his palms were weak and his whole body couldn't move.

The hall is the Nanfeng Pavilion in Bamboo Lane, just like the flower building in Fireworks Alley, and the men who are sold there are all playthings for people to play.

Yan Le was already sleepy and tired, thinking that it was a drug attack.

Zhang Zifang boldly let go of his hand, laboriously picked him up from the ground, and a standard waist hug was born naked.

Unfortunately, the little second on duty in the inn saw that there was a lot of fighting in the upstairs guest room, so he hurriedly went to invite Chang Di over.

The scene that Chang Di rushed over to see was: Yan Le was lying on the ground in ecstatic posture, Zhang Zifang was half-kneeling on the ground, his eyes were gentle and smiling, and his two pairs of eyes were full of affection, and his forehead was against his forehead.

This......

Chang Di knew that things were definitely not what she saw, but she actually laughed out loud, causing the shopkeeper hiding under the counter to poke his head out and see the truth.

Ziying also lifted the curtain and came back from the back hall, shocked by the scene in front of him, his mouth couldn't close, and then he laughed with Chang Di.

Zhang Zifang heard the voice a little familiar, turned around and saw that his grandmother was a bear, and he burst into tears in his heart.

As soon as Zhang Zifang's hands were released, Yan Le fell to the ground tragically, his buttocks hurt and didn't count, after hearing the sound of Chang Di, he even wanted to die.

"What are you doing?" Chang Di pretended to be serious and shouted: "Go to the room what you want, when there is no one, you can do whatever you want." ”

Ziying laughed even more happily, almost laughing out of tears.

Chang Di pursed the corners of his lips, and continued with a tense face: "In broad daylight, you don't pay attention to your image. ”

Ziying laughed: "What is that image, can you eat it?" ”

Seeing that Yan Le was standing still on the wooden floor for a long time, Chang Di thought that Zhang Zifang had studied medicine a lot, so he asked, "Zifang, did you drug him?" ”

Zhang Zifang nodded his head twice with "uh-huh", and then made an innocent statement,

"He said he wanted to go to Bamboo Alley to experience life, so I helped him."

The man who went to Bamboo Lane was for prostitution, and the man who was sent to Bamboo Lane was for prostitution.

Chang Di couldn't breathe well for a moment, and then looked at Yan Le, who threw a tearful look at Chang Di from the gap in the railing for help.

That look, Chu Chu lovely with a brilliant arrogance, a little soft in the hard, the corners of Chang Di's eyes twitched, she was really not used to such Yan Le.

"Give him the antidote."

Zhang Zifang pretended to be deaf, and he didn't look at Changdi when he looked at the sky and the earth.

Chang Di ran over in a few steps, climbed up to the second floor along the railing in one breath, and stretched out his palm: "Antidote." ”

Zhang Zifang knew that Chang Di was a person who didn't like others to joke too much with her, so she didn't want to hurry back to the house to dig out the messy things from the baggage, and finally picked up a white porcelain vial and put it in Chang Di's hand.

Chang Di glanced at the flowery white, white, blue and blue medicine bottles on the bed in the room, and said suspiciously: "This is not poison." ”

She knew that Zhang Zifang and Yan Le had a holiday, so she had to check it herself.

Zhang Zifang frowned and looked at her unpleasantly: "Do you think I look like the kind of person who will repay and have a small belly?" ”

Chang Di raised his eyes deeply and looked at Zhang Zifang's honest and deceitful face, where is it like, it is clearly it.

Yan Le has always been chased and held, and his subordinates have to do everything on his behalf, and he has developed a comfortable and idle temperament. Zhang Zifang threatened him to sell him into the bamboo alley, which was really bad.

Chang Di broke the red silk medicine stopper at the mouth of the bottle and poured out the black pill inside. The technique was extremely ungentle, and he fed the small pill into Yan Le's mouth.

It's very bitter, Yan Le has a bitter word, so he can only let the bitterness breed and churn in his mouth.

Gradually, Yan Le's face improved, he stood up and held his waist, and scolded Zhang Zifang: "You secretly poisoned me, despicable and shameless. ”

Zhang Zifang smiled indifferently and shook his head, ignoring Yan Le's mad dog-like barking.

Chang Di threw the medicine bottle back to Zhang Zifang, who immediately reached out to pick it up and almost fell to the ground.

Zhang Zifang was shocked: "This medicine is very expensive, what should I do if you throw it away like this and fall to the ground and break." He cautiously took the medicine bottle, and his heart palpitated: "Such a one is worth a thousand gold, if you pour it out, you will have to compensate me." ”

Chang Di raised his eyebrows and smiled: "I just fed Yan Le three, so he owes you three thousand gold now, and it has nothing to do with me if you ask him to compensate you." ”