I saw that the man had a sharp-beaked monkey cheeks, the corners of his eyes and eyebrows were slanted, and he was wearing a gray satin robe, and he was holding his right hand and howling wolf. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

You have to know how strong Han Fei's hand is, all of a sudden the man's hand bones are broken, and under the pain, tears and snot are flowing down. The already ugly face became even more distorted.

Finally, the man stopped howling, touched a handful of snot and tears, hugged his right hand with his left hand, and stared at Han Fei viciously with a fierce light and anger in his eyes, like a vicious wolf that could burst out at any time, grinning with his teeth and furious furious.

"You dare to hurt me, do you know who I am, you don't want to get out of the inn alive today!"

Han Fei rolled his eyes speechlessly, how confident you are!

"Get out! Die or die! ”

Han Fei raised the corners of his eyebrows, his eyes widened, and he scolded angrily.

"You ......" Hearing Han Fei's words, the man suddenly became even angrier, and just as he was about to open his mouth, he just met Han Fei's eyes that were lovely, and he snorted, and suddenly didn't dare to speak!

So the man stepped back, and with the idea that a hero would not suffer the loss in front of him, he ran down the stairs and knocked down the little two who went upstairs to deliver wine.

Seeing him panic and fleeing with a crawl, Xiao Er was shocked, and opened his mouth to ask, "Master Huang, where are you going?" ”

It's just that the person who was called Huang Ye didn't care, ran all the way, and went away.

Xiao Er looked at him, touched his head, and muttered to himself even more curiously: "What kind of illness did this Huang Er commit today!" Just come and go. "I just thought about it for a long time, but I didn't come up with a doorway.

"Little Er, hurry up and get the wine!" At this moment, someone greeted him, and the little second child no longer thought about it, and walked up with a drink after answering the "come". Seeing Han Fei and the two say hello, he hurriedly walked towards a compartment.

"Let's go downstairs!" Han Fei didn't care about Huang Er's departure, Han Fei had already noticed the lesson he had just given him, and his eyes were impure when he looked at the little winter melon.

Originally, Han Fei was too lazy to pay attention to him, after all, he couldn't just gouge out his eyes just because he glanced at his woman!

It's just that he actually leaned on his own, so it's no wonder that Han Fei taught him some lessons.

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When the two of them came to the hall on the first floor, it was almost full, Han Fei glanced at it, and saw that there were only a few tables in the corner, so he found one at random, and the two of them did it.

While waiting, Han Fei also heard some news, for example, Xu Shouhui had raised troops to revolt, and Guo Zixing had also formed the Red Turban Army. For these two people, probably most people will not understand.

But the two of them each have two famous characters who have been passed down through the ages. Among them, Xu Shouhui has a general called Chen Youliang.

In 1351, Xu Shouhui raised troops and established the Tianwan regime, and Chen Youliang joined his general Ni Wenjun. In September 1357, Ni Wenjun, who attacked and killed Xu Shouhui, proclaimed himself King Qin and proclaimed himself a consolation envoy. He ascended the throne in 1360 and became emperor.

And Guo Zixing's next person is even more famous, that person's original name was Zhu Chongba, that is, the later Hongwu Emperor Zhu Yuanzhang.

For Zhu Yuanzhang, there must be few people in Huaxia who don't know him, except for underage children.

Speaking of which, Chen and Zhu are still relatively similar, the former is after the fisherman, and the latter is a beggar. I have to say that the two are definitely exemplary figures of the sling counterattack!

But now that the rebel army has just been formed, I don't think the two of them know where they are!

Of course, these are only the two most important news that Han Fei heard, as for the rumors and gossip such as so-and-so hero destroying so-and-so cottage and Lao Wang next door climbing over the wall again, Han Fei is not interested in caring about it!

With that kung fu, Han Fei would rather talk to Xiao Donggua and talk about love even more happily. So the two of them ate while listening to the gossip in the hall. And Han Fei told a few jokes to Xiao Donggua from time to time, which made her laugh all the time.

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"Get out of the way, get out of the way!"

Here, Han Fei had just told a dirty joke to Xiao Donggua, which made her roll of her eyes and blush, and she heard a commotion at the door!

Then the two saw more than a dozen officers and soldiers rushing in, followed by a burst of punches and kicks, and the ordinary people immediately fled in fright.

"Official, I don't know what you're doing here?" Seeing this scene, the shopkeeper hurriedly stood up, pulled the leader over, and secretly handed him a few dimes of silver.

The officer and soldier took the silver, shook it secretly, and smiled at the corner of his mouth.

The shopkeeper breathed a sigh of relief when he saw him like this. But he didn't expect that the man put the silver in his arms but pushed the shopkeeper to the ground violently, and scolded with a smile: "Turtle son, this bit of silver is not enough for Lao Tzu to stuff his teeth!" ”

The shopkeeper struggled to his feet, and was about to speak when two people walked in outside the door.

One of them was that Huang Er, and I saw him following a young man with a flattering face.

Seeing the two of them come in, the officer and soldier immediately greeted him, with a smile on his face like a chrysanthemum.

The young man was holding a folding fan in his hand, and it was so white that it was white. It's just that his steps are weak when he walks, his eye sockets are half-sunken, and his lips are blue.

As a medical master, Han Fei could see at a glance that he was overindulged.

After Huang Er walked in, he first glanced at the hall, and when he saw Han Fei, a trace of resentment and viciousness flashed in his eyes.

Then I saw him say something in the young man's ear, and then pointed at the little winter melon with his left hand, and as for the right hand because Han Fei had crushed the hand bone, the entire palm was covered with dog skin plaster at this time.

And the young man looked up along his fingers, and suddenly saw the little winter melon, and there was a hint of surprise in his eyes, and then it turned into greed and desire.

Seeing the movements of the two of them, Han Fei frowned, and a murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

Although Huang Er's voice was small, Han Fei still listened to it correctly, but there was only one sentence:

"Childe, that's the chick I found for you!"

Let's say that Huang Er was amazed when he first saw the little winter melon just now, and then he thought that if he dedicated this woman to his son, then his position in the son's heart and even in the mansion would be even stronger!

Therefore, he thought about stopping Han Fei and the others, in his opinion, with his identity, which son and brother in this capital would not give some face.

But he didn't expect that Han Fei was not only not a son, but a rampant Jianghu person.

Therefore, he only showed a trace of ill gaze, and Han Fei noticed it.

In the end, before he could speak, Han Fei crushed his hand bones.

Although he was frightened by Han Fei's ferocity, he didn't stop there, but planned to find his master in person. You must know that with his identity as the master, no one in most of the capital dares not to give face.

Even a few little masters in the palace sometimes don't want to come to talk to their own masters.

Therefore, he thought that as long as he brought his master, Han Fei and the others would not be arrested obediently.

He was even thinking about what it would be like if he caught the two. For the boy who hurt himself, he wants to cut him with a thousand knives to relieve the hatred in his heart.

As for the women! That's the master's, but according to his master's preferences, he will lose it if he plays, and in the end, it doesn't fall into his own hands.

Thinking like this, his eyes flashed with lust and lust.

And at this moment, I saw the young man, holding a folding fan with a lewd smile on his face, and his eyes never left the little winter melon.