Chapter 1

The incense mist in the copper cloisonné incense burner is scattered, and in the antique room, the smell of rouge and gouache is extremely dignified.

Wang Yang was naked, revealing his bronzed and strong muscles, exposed to the slightly cool air, and there was only a pair of three-gun brand underwear left on his lower body.

On the side, a bewitching woman wearing a thin gauze faintly revealing a graceful figure, her face was dark, and she looked at him through gritted teeth, the first time she saw someone come to eat flower wine, she really just came to eat, she quietly checked the strange clothes pulled off from this guy, and there was no half copper plate in it.

After burping, Wang Yang noticed the antique furnishings around him, and he was suddenly a little confused, what is the situation?

Wang Yang, who had just worked, was arranged by the leader to receive a big customer tonight, but his alcohol consumption was too shallow, and he hurried to the bathroom to vomit when he was less than a pound.

After vomiting, the person was still dizzy, but fortunately, the stomach was not so overturned, but he was very hungry.

Pushing open the door of the bathroom, he saw a table of delicacies placed there, and the dizzy-eyed Wang Yang sat down to eat and drink.

At this moment, it seemed that a waiter was pulling his clothes and pants vigorously, and Wang Yang, who was dizzy, had nothing else in his eyes except food, and only waited for half of the roast chicken to go down to his stomach, and there was food in his stomach, and Wang Yang, who was gradually regaining a little sobriety, had the opportunity to raise his head and look around. No, is this the wrong private room?

How can there be a bed, this waiter is too exposed, people's hearts are not ancient, I can't imagine that this five-star hotel also relies on vulgarity to attract business.

The antique carved long door was kicked open, and I saw that the leader was a middle-aged woman with a fat face painted like a palette, wearing a bright green ancient dress, a matchmaker mole at the corner of her mouth, and her eyes were as wide as copper bells.

"Mom, it's him who eats the overlord's meal......" The demon woman suddenly rushed to the door, and then pointed at Wang Yangdao.

"Overlord meal?!" Wang Yang was furious at that time, threw the chicken bones in his hand, and stood up with strong chest muscles. "Who the hell are you talking about?"

"Ouch, you dare to be arrogant, and arrest him for my mother." The obese middle-aged woman suddenly became furious, and pointed at Wang Yang, and the male waiters all rushed towards Wang Yang with fierce looks.

The blood is strong, the prime of life is strong, and the instrument is ...... Well, where can Wang Yang, who is strong and healthy, be easily insulted, and immediately fight hard, first flipping the table like a textbook in a Hong Kong shootout movie, then pulling the tablecloth and throwing it over, screaming, picking up the vase next to him and throwing it, and then lifting a round stool and starting a heroic self-defense......

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Constantly snorting, being tied up by those male waiters into a shameful tortoiseshell bound naked man, Wang Yangwang, who had a blue nose and swollen face, looked at this antique and antique room with a look of confusion at this moment, but the tulle powder tent was full of charm.

A middle-aged woman with a fat face painted like a palette, wearing a bright green ancient dress, a matchmaker mole at the corner of her mouth, her eyes were as wide as copper bells, and she was spitting at Wang Yang angrily. "Okay, you little Wang Ba cake, ate the old lady's tofu, drank the old lady's flower wine, and smashed the old lady's field, but there is not even half a copper plate, the old lady sees that you want to occupy #¥%&*...... &#@#”

"Stop! What do you mean by an old? With you like this like the bitter gourd that has been pickled for three years, you dare to say that I am disrespectful to you?! Wang Yang looked at the disgusting face of the old fat woman, and he was already very worthy of the audience if he didn't spit it out.

In addition to this dead fat woman, there is actually a group of fierce and vicious pure men and a bewitching woman wearing a thin veil and faintly revealing a graceful figure who is watching her tortoiseshell bound naked man. The eyes of the pure masters were very angry and fierce.

Only the bewitching woman who was no more than twenty years old looked at Wang Yang with a very hot and hot gaze, and she threw a wink at Wang Yang very provocatively, and stroked her half-transparent curves with her hand. Depend on! It hurt classmate Wang to almost be shamefully hard in public.

"You dare to talk back to the old lady, the old lady sees that you don't want to live anymore, beat him!" The old fat woman was furious and shouted loudly. A thug who had just been hit by Wang Yang with blue circles in his eyes volunteered to walk towards Wang Yang with a sinister smile on his face.

"Stop! Soldiers can be killed, hey, hey, hey! Oh, you don't fucking slap your face...... Your sister's! I give up! ”

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"Now can you talk to the old lady properly?" Old fat woman, oh no, the proprietress and bustard of the Red Mansion here looked at Wang Yang with obvious dark circles very proudly.

This stinky boy who eats overlord meals is really in good shape, although his skin is a little darker, but that little face is still quite handsome, and his body is very attractive, and it must feel very good to the touch, and there is also the part that the strange cloth strip can't hide, although the big device may not live well, but it is good to have material......

After looking at it with the professional eyes of more than 30 years in the entertainment service industry, Lao Bustard felt that if he sold this product to the rabbit house next door or the very hidden duck shop next door to pay off the debt, he might be able to make a fortune.

Having said that, this kid can also beat a little, the seven or eight thugs and miscellaneous servants he called, he was stunned to let this kid beat several times, if it weren't for the overwhelming crowd, maybe he really let this kid run away.

"I really don't have any money, this aunt, can you do it well......" Wang Yang, who had a black eye, wanted to cry without tears.

"If you don't have money, the old lady knows that you bastards who eat overlord meals don't have a good thing, okay, if you don't have money, you will sign this thing for the old lady......" The scheming old bustard sinisterly raised a crumpled contract that seemed to have been prepared to Wang Yang's eyes.

"Deed of Sale?!" Wang Yang blinked his eyes, looking at the deed of sale in a daze, with a sad and angry face, and he got rid of the male version of the white-haired woman who was about to be snatched away by Huang Shiren.

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Crossed over, Nima, what the hell is this, didn't I just go to the bathroom of a five-star hotel, how did I open the door and walk out?

At night in Bianliang, Tokyo, the lights are bright everywhere, especially near the Bianhe River, where a large number of green pavilions are focused, and there are warblers singing and dancing, and there are laughter and laughter everywhere.

Wang Yang, who had already changed into a coarse cloth coat with a very poor texture and gray autumn, walked in the lobby of this Qinglou called the Red Mansion with a bitter face, carrying a large teapot with a lot of emotion.

Wang Yang is 100% sure that he has crossed over, thinking about his talent, both civil and military, and strategic, above the court, he is definitely a prime minister under one person and above ten thousand people. Thrown on the battlefield, he is definitely a world-famous general who is decisive and victorious in a hundred battles.

God, you're so blind, aren't you? It's not good to throw it, but I threw my brother into the Qinglou in Bianliang, Tokyo, the Northern Song Dynasty, and it is also a very low-grade Qinglou, is this the rhythm of playing my brother out of the pit and dying?

Carrying a teapot and filling the teacup in front of a customer who had just walked in the door, Wang Yang's eyes looked at the gate with reverence, and he saw six strong and hideous villains standing outside the gate of the Red Mansion.

Although Wang Yang is confident that with his own strength, he can break out hard, but the problem is that there is a use for breaking out. Although there is no need for ID cards and household registration books in this era, he has signed a three-year deed of sale with the evil slave owner Wang Po, the dead fat woman.

And it is also stamped with the contract of the official seal of Kaifeng County under the rule of Kaifeng Mansion, that is to say, if you really flee like this, there is a 100% chance that you will be arrested and locked up in the prison of Kaifeng Mansion while squatting and counting fleas.

Maybe after the ass and eggs are pumped thirty or fifty times, you will have to have a non-mainstream tattoo on your face, and you will be thrown to the frontier with three or five thousand miles, so that you can carry a big blade and scream with those northern barbarians, and the white knives will go in and out of the red knives.

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That's too unscientific and too irrational, like himself, who fought his way out of the strong province of the college entrance examination and was admitted to Peking University with an exaggerated score of 700 and 1 points, an outstanding student in the 21st century, who mastered the foreign languages of the three countries, five subjects, seven certificates, and graduated from the No. 9 dormitory building.

Instead of relying on the muscles and brute force of the body, after hanging a piece of leather crotch cloth, wow-baba hand-to-hand combat with people or ah-ah-ah-ah-bayonet. That's too cheesy and too cheap, what if someone is cut into a cripple and the country doesn't provide for the elderly? Could it be that as an excellent traverser, he wants to spend the rest of his life limping and lonely in the Northern Song Dynasty as a disabled soldier?

"Therefore, the heavens will descend on people, and they must first suffer their minds, strain their muscles and bones, starve their bodies and skins, cut down their bodies, and do what they do, so they are motivated to endure and benefit what they can't ......."

Just as King Mister held his head high and recited those inspiring celebrity quotes impassionedly, a sudden rush knock and roar interrupted Wang Yang's expression. "The surname Wang, you are going to the thatched house on the last one, and you are crooked wool, Lao Tzu is about to pull his pants......"

“…… You're in a hurry, I'm not done yet. Wang Yang was furious and went back directly, expressing his feelings to be disturbed by special people, too much!

"Ahhh Just as he was brewing his emotions and preparing to do it again, someone screamed outside the door.

"You don't have to finish it, Lao Tzu said that if you don't finish it, you won't finish it." Wang Yang was so angry that he almost wanted to pick up the dung scoop on the side and throw it over.

"Someone is here to pick a scene, why don't you hurry up and help!"

PS: The new book, five changes to its draft, painstaking blood, and finally it is completed, so I started uploading it...... You can take a look at your face first, and if you think it's good, you can give a ticket or something