Zhumen's wine and meat stink, and there are frozen bones on the road! It is said that the inequality between the rich and the poor is unfair, not to mention this era, even if Mao Jue did not get rid of that era, take their factory as an example, the factory director's son has three cars, five rooms, and takes the little girl every day to go around all kinds of nightclubs without working, and can also be a manager, and can drive tens of thousands a month, this Mao Jue is flying sawdust every day in the workshop dock, tired like a dog, so he can't even drive three thousand, let alone a car and a house.

This night was also, the largest mansion in the whole Phi Island, the governor's mansion was brightly lit, and there was a smell of wine wafting in the air, more than 20 civil officials and generals, and the guests of the prison army were drinking and having fun in the hall.

It was rare to be called home by Mao Wenlong, sitting on the table, but Mao Jue was listlessly knocking salted beans there, by the way, there was not even the most classic fried peanuts with appetizers this year.

As for singing and dancing, in addition to the novelty of the live version, for the entertainment explosion of later generations, what Korean girl group, what Pure Land of Bliss, and China's Luo Tianyi, compared to these, it is really boring, the music is slow and lullaby, and the dancing girl is also tightly wrapped, not at all the kind of open and heroic in the Han and Tang dynasties, except for these poor guys who have never seen women and never heard song and dance, Mao Jue is really yawning.

What made him even more depressed was still behind him.

"Wow, that's handsome!"

I don't know what the handsome guy from Liaodong Town is, the sitting time is much higher than his own handsome son, directly under Mao Wenlong's right hand, the idol star's face is rigid, since this goods entered the house, not to mention the little girls in the house, even the eyes of the girl in plain clothes can't move her steps.

"Handsome! Do you like plain clothes? If you want a lot of masters, I will discuss it with the eldest lady, and I will simply give you this product as a soft bed girl! ”

Obviously, I could hear the sour taste in my young master's voice, and I pulled my little mouth weakly, this girl immediately had a flattering smile, and her little fist was also pinched on Mao Jue's shoulder, while massaging, Suyi said with a smile.

"That person also has a good skin, just a family background with a face, how can he be like my young master, iron-blooded and heroic, chivalrous, this is a real husband!"

"Then what do you mean, this guy is still more handsome than your young master?"

With his eyes slanted, Mao Jue's voice was raised unkindly, and Su Yi's smiling face suddenly froze on his face.

Leaving this tangled dead girl, squinting her eyes, Mao Jue glanced at the upper right side even more gloomily.

To be honest, Mao Jue is also quite strange, Mao Wenlong in Dongjiang Town has been in business for more than ten years, but Yuan Chonghuan took hundreds of people to the island and cut Mao Wenlong in front of the generals of Dongjiang. A large group of veterans who have fought since Nurhachi began to fight may not be able to buy his account, right?

Unless, there is an internal response!

Look at the virtue of the generals of Dongjiang Town, doing business is more active than fighting, there are warships going to sea if there is nothing to do, you must know that Yuan Chonghuan is also an old Liaodong, Ning Yuan's victory is fought by him, he wants to infiltrate Dongjiang Town, it is too easy.

And this time, Yuan Chonghuan didn't come, but more than 700 soldiers from Liao Town came, which was mixed with a spy messenger, so it was natural to give him a front stop first!

Leaving Wen Meng in the western camp, staring at the grain ship sent by Yuan Chonghuan, looking at who those soldiers were in contact with, Mao Jue himself went back to the house in person to keep an eye on this surnamed Wu.

However, what made him depressed was that just after grabbing a gap, Mao Jue deliberately found Mao Wenlong and warned him that Yuan Chonghuan might be unfavorable to him, but at this time, Mao Wenlong was on the rise, he didn't believe it at all, and scolded him for being suspicious.

In fact, it is no wonder that in Phi Island, Mao Wenlong is about to operate and become his own family, there are sixty or seventy righteous sons and grandsons in the army, and the remaining heavy general Chen Jisheng does not have much military power, Shen Shikui is his father-in-law, and the remaining few are also brothers who crawled out of the pile of dead people with him, in this case, he is afraid of Yuan Chonghuan.

But on the contrary, things happened, I know what the future holds, but no one believes it, but the taste is unbearable, staring at this surnamed Wu, Mao Jue is Chen Jisheng, Shen Shikui and other guys swept over the faces one by one, really about vested interests, and they are the biggest, so, who is the traitor?

Su Yi is a sincere person, she won't open her eyes and say nonsense, and after struggling for a long time, she still stumbled and gestured with her little hand in the back.

"Young master, don't look at that guy who looks like a dog, at first glance it is a foreign candle and a golden spear head, it is useless, a man in the army, you have to be like the young master, kill people, use martial arts, young master, you ......"

Before he finished speaking, it happened that Shen Shikui was drinking, and he took a glass of wine and saluted the person surnamed Wu.

"I heard that the nephew of the Wu family is strong in martial arts, his strength is amazing, and he has a good knife, which is up and down a hundred catties.

Glancing at the Dongjiang generals present, this guy actually agreed with a proud face and shouted at the door.

"Bring the knife!"

The ancient fierce generals seem to be non-human beings who wear underpants backwards, Guan Erye is eighty-one pounds of Qinglong Yanyue knife, and the young general Yue Yun is also eighty-one pounds of iron pear flower hammer in both hands, not to mention, the nearest Liu Ting, the Western Route Army who died in the Battle of Salhu ten years ago, is also known as riding on the horse and wielding a hundred and twenty pounds of iron broadsword, but these Mao Jue don't believe it at all.

Later generations watched the CCTV documentary "The Secret of Ancient Weapons", which specifically simulated Yue Yun's eighty-one pounds of eight-edged plum blossom bright silver hammer, found a professional athlete, and followed a professional martial arts master to learn moves, but before a routine was finished, the athlete was already tired.

Even if the hammer is a striking weapon, more than ten catties are enough to break the armor and cause a devastating blow to the flesh, hundreds of catties, even if people can stand it, horses can't stand it, and playing such a heavy weapon on the battlefield, in addition to loading forks, it is looking for death, and a brick can solve you when you are tired.

However, the soldiers outside really carried a big knife weighing a hundred pounds up, this thing is a thing to practice weightlifting in the house, Mao Jue once tried, he couldn't hold it, in his eyes, the two soldiers panted and handed it over, and one hand surnamed Wu was grabbed.

A row of candles was placed on the table, and after carrying a knife with one hand and loading a fork, the surnamed Wu still grabbed the handle of the long-handled knife with both hands, and in the eyes of the Dongjiang generals present, this person raised the big knife, exhaled and opened his voice, and slashed down at the candle, but when he saw a loud shout, the knife light flickered, and the cold air paved the surface, and the Dongjiang general who was facing him was still frightened and couldn't help but hide aside, for a moment, everyone hissed, stared at the dog in front of him, and squeezed back a cool breeze from between his teeth.

Under the big knife, the candle was unscathed, and it was fine at all.

Mao Jue also gasped.

If the candle is cut off, it's nothing, with centrifugal force and gravity, more than 100 catties of big knives are pressed down, and the candle is not sparse and rotten. However, this strange thing is that the candle is unscathed, and the hundred-pound big knife is waved down, I am afraid that it really has a thousand powers, and it can stop the knife before the knife falls, indicating that this guy has reached a realm with the knife.

Retract and unfold!

A knife of more than 100 catties is still like this, and it is conceivable how terrible this person should be to use a knife of more than 10 catties.

"Great!"

The entire banquet hall was silent for a few seconds, and then, applause and shouts filled the entire banquet hall, and even Mao Wenlong clapped his hands in admiration and nodded in praise.

"What a tiger idiot!"

woke up from the shock, but Mao Jue couldn't help but spy in his heart again, this Mao Wenlong is really old!

Martial arts in the army! There is no more admirable and fearful of the strong than this group of Qiu Ba, at the Hongmen banquet, Fan Hao with a knife and a shield, and the fierce generals of the Chu army who were about to move did not dare to act rashly, originally he Yuan Manzi was not good, and then let this surnamed Wu shake this hand, really want to move, as soon as the knife surnamed Wu is bright, many people will lose their courage, Yuan Manzi will take Chongzhen's tiger skin as a banner, what else to do?

Mao Wenlong, who always pays attention to maintaining his handsome authority, made such a big mistake in this regard, which really shouldn't be.

Looking at Shen Shikui, who was clapping and nodding secretly, Mao Jue's gaze became more fierce unconsciously, this plain clothes was still watching the surnamed Wu throw the big knife in a chic manner, clapping his hands and face without being red or panting, and then drinking and pretending to be forked, and Mao Jue's cold voice sounded in her ears.

"Keep an eye on this guy!"

"Ahh What, young master, I didn't look at it, I really didn't look at this handsome guy......"

"I'll let you keep an eye on him, when I'm not in the house, I must find someone to watch him, everything he goes to do is recorded, this person is going to be unfavorable to your young master!"

In the end, it is her own intimate person, as soon as she heard this, the bright eyes that were still shining with peach blossoms in Suyi just now immediately became gloomy, with a terrible gaze, she nodded her little brain melon, and whispered in Mao Jue's ear to reassure.

"Young master, don't worry, the banquet will be dispersed in a while, and the son will go to find Wen Bo, this mansion, nothing can escape the young master's eyeliner!"

The song and dance sounded again, but Mao Jue didn't have the heart to glance at it anymore, his eyes completely followed the black iron broadsword of more than 100 catties of sword skills, and he couldn't help it, he touched the handle of the gun on his waist again, and now, on a belt, two revolvers were already worn, and the cold drum exuded a strong killing power......