The stars are shining in the sky, and the moon and stars are visible. The underground portal was brightly lit and full of people, and the noise did not diminish because of the departure of the day. People have endless energy to celebrate the beauty of life. In Luoyang City, the same sky, but the people under this sky have different ways of living and different moods. has no big ambitions and does not want to forge ahead, which seems to be a portrayal of the Fish Diving Gang. The gang leader's surname is Zhao, and his name is not good. Zhao Qianchen. Doesn't this humble and humble minister mean to be a humble or modest courtier? But in this Luoyang, the Tianya Gang did not dare to be big, and there was no king. The unworthy helper Zhao Qianchen is now hugging left and right to enjoy himself.

It is said that he is also a legendary figure in Luoyang City, it is said that the Hidden Fish Gang has a lot of power in Luoyang, there are many brothers in the gang, and there are abundant financial resources, as the leader of the gang, Zhao Qianchen must have a house. But he just didn't, at first the gang was small, he didn't have so much selfishness, and then the gang got bigger and bigger, he repeatedly expressed his intentions, and his brothers didn't dare to say much.

He enjoyed the night of his wandering back and forth between the Goolan Tile Houses, and was very satisfied with the freshness of this life. Without a house, there is no so-called home, and naturally there is no such thing as not returning at night.

He stayed in the courtyard of Zuichun Building tonight, and after a few glasses of wine, his face was already two or three points drunk.

"The bright moon is in the sky, and the wine is geometric. How can you easily live up to such a good night? Haha, another drink. ”

It seems that this kind of buying and selling of drunk and spring business must have a spring word or incense word to meet the occasion. Zuichun Lou is extremely satisfied with a gold master like Zhao Qianchen. The people who drank with him were the most charming and servant girls in the drunken spring building. In fact, compared with several other buildings in the city, Zuichun Building is the most diligent one for changing bonuses. Without it, Zhao Qianchen not only had nowhere to be home, but also never married a wife. Although he did not marry a wife, he was a scholar and a scholar, and he loved to take concubines. Over the years, there have been seven or eight concubines in this courtyard alone.

At this time, the women who were fortunate enough to serve Zhao Qianchen were extremely happy, and the smiles on their faces were quite sincere.

They wanted to please Zhao Qianchen from the bottom of their hearts. If you can make this gold master happy, why can't you get out of the sea of suffering and be a concubine for the Zhao gang master. Just take a step back, Zhao Gang Master is generous, and he knows how to flirt and empathize, and he is a master who knows how to hurt people.

The beauties are smiling and smiling, not only do they drink diligently, but they also have endless tricks to persuade them to drink. After a while, the room seemed a little extravagant. Those beauties' clothes are lightly untied, and I am afraid that after a while, there will be no superfluous things left on their bodies. It's time for some gentle, extravagant, and indescribable images to be staged.

"Come, Zhao Gongzi, the concubine will toast you again. The woman deliberately lifted her clothes, no more, no less, just enough to make people's blood gush. She wanted Zhao Qianchen to see more of her advantages.

"Okay, okay, I'll have a drink too. Zhao Qianchen's eyes lit up and he picked up his wine glass. "But you seem to be a little plump here, how about I take a look later?"

"Childe, I hate it. The woman who looked like an oiran gently pushed Zhao Qianchen, and her strength was just enough to show her shyness. Who's to say you don't have some skills to do it? Refusal is a weapon she has long mastered.

There was a man dressed in black and wearing a mask standing on the wall of the courtyard, coldly looking at the gorgeous scenery below.

"I can't imagine that this is the so-called deep thinking strategy, the leader of the Diving Fish Gang. ”

There was also a man dressed in the same clothes, with a red cloth tied around his arm, and said to the man, "Do it." ”

The man who had spoken before slowly fell into the courtyard with his hands behind his back.

"Gang Master Zhao, we have something to discuss with you today. ”

Zhao Qianchen was drunken and said, "What is more important than a beautiful wine?" "He spoke in a strange tone, slow and disorderly.

"I advise you to hold back and put away your coquettishness, otherwise you will lose face by then. The man in black ignored him, smiled coldly, and threatened.

Zhao Qianchen kissed the Oiran who had just been toasting, causing the Oiran to laugh. Then he reached out and touched the face of the other Oiran, pinched it, and it was smooth enough. He said vaguely, "With such a beautiful woman and good wine, what do you want to do with your face?" and with that, he stretched out his hand to the Oiran's breast.

And the man with the red cloth tied around his arm also fell.

"The surname is Zhao, don't toast or eat and drink. At first, the man said politely.

"I also like to eat fine wine. Come, Qingman, you can punish me now. Zhao Qianchen squeezed the hand of the Oiran and took the wine glass and fed it to his mouth.

"The surname Zhao, don't think about borrowing wine in front of us to pretend to be stupid, and borrowing beauties to avoid trouble. You have no secrets in front of us. Your past, your talents, even your suffering, your family, we all know it. "He spoke with a lot of menace.

However, Zhao Qianchen ate soft rather than hard, he pretended to be surprised, and said, "Oh, such a powerful person, then what are you coming to me to discuss?"

The man from before snorted, doubting Zhao Qianchen's ingenuity, all mocking.

Zhao Qianchen said drunkly: "However, Zhao is still very curious about your ability. ”

"It's just the four little girls of Meilan Zhuju, I don't know how thick the sky is. At first, the man finally couldn't help it, pulled out a short knife pinned to his waist, he took the knife in his backhand, and rushed towards Zhao Qianchen, murderous.

And the four little girl liars of Meilan Zhuju that he said in his mouth are the fourth brother woman who has been waiting quietly on the side. They weren't very good-looking, and they looked really inconspicuous from the sidelines at first. It's a maid that ordinary people can have. But at this moment, they are each holding a fan, and they are good at dancing with long sleeves, who dares to say that they are ordinary.

The man's sword swept lightly, and the shadow was heavy, and some sharp-eyed women saw that the man in black had a strip of green cloth wrapped around his arm. Zhao Qianchen also saw it, and after paying a little attention to it, he kept this information in his heart.

The four women danced, agile as rabbits. The black-clothed man in the green cloth seemed to be like a wolf entering the plain, choosing food and pounced. The four of them cooperated with each other tacitly, and built a wall with a fan to block the sharp short knife. And the scene has also become a good show of taking off the rabbit and playing the wolf. The black-clothed man was quite angry in his heart, and every time he attacked one of the four people, the other three would raise their blades to support. The more he fought, the more he felt that the four of them were working together seamlessly. He only hated that the short knife in his hand was not sharp enough to cut off those annoying fans.

Sometimes, the big things that come out are not always true. This inextricable situation is a prime example of this.

"Why is this yard getting more and more smelly since just now? Do you smell it?" Zhao Qianchen asked drunkly, not caring about the safety of the four women at all.

"Stink, Childe, how can it stink here?" asked one of the Oiran.

Zhao Qianchen smiled: "It's because your nose is not good, my nose is much smarter." ”

"Then son, tell me why? Let the little girl know too. The woman named Qingman said coquettishly.

"It's usually when someone farts that it stinks. However, some people have a big mouth, which stinks more than a dog's fart. Zhao Qianchen sniffed the glass of wine again, then made a gesture of sticking out his tongue and fell to the ground. "You see, this wine doesn't taste right. ”

The two Oirans next to him were both smart men, so they quickly picked up the flask and filled it again.

Zhao Qianchen put his hand on the full chest of the woman called Qingman, and then simply lay on his side, his head resting on the waist and abdomen of the oiran, and said, "This strength is really a bit of a three-legged cat." Ha ha. His head was tilted up, almost resting on the Oiran.

The man with the green cloth strip tied to his arm was silent, and he hated this cold-hearted Zhao Qianchen a lot.

There is a five-story pavilion adjacent to the courtyard, which is quite chic. The tilling upstairs sounded softly, and the man with the red cloth strip on his arm noticed it first, and at a glance, he saw two men in black who were also dressed in black.

The man with the red cloth is called the border city. As the leader, he had been standing by and watching, and when he saw the arrival of those two people, he thought to himself that when these two people came, things would not be easy. And those two slight noises were probably intentional, reminding the border city that they had arrived.

"Bamboo ghost, you're too useless. Just these few little girls, you can't attack for a long time, and there is no progress. There was a man with a black cloth tied on the side, who didn't know when he came here, and he taunted with a large knife in his hand.

"Stop talking nonsense, hurry up and help, mandrill. "It turns out that the person with the green cloth strip on his arm is called the bamboo ghost. And the person who holds the big knife is called a mandrill.

The relationship between Shui Xiao and the bamboo ghost has always been good, and when he saw that the bamboo ghost needed help, he pulled out a big knife and stepped forward to help.

"Boss of the border city, your ruthless style is really admirable. "A man on the roof leans over the wooden railing with one hand and leans over. He said loudly with a strip of yellow cloth tied in his hand. The other sat on the railing with his legs crossed and his hands on the railing. He had a strip of green cloth tied around his arm that was also not easily noticed.

It seems that tying strips of cloth of various colors around his arms seems to be the rule of this organization, but what is the intention? Zhao Qianchen looked at all this, thinking in his heart, this is definitely not Luoyang's killer, could it be that outsiders want to come to Luoyang to get a piece of the pie, and intend to use him to sneak into the fish gang. If that's the case, it would be too much to underestimate him. Zhao Qianchen is extremely unremarkable among the four gang leaders, and not being outstanding does not mean that he is not outstanding, his methods have been taught by many people, and most of those who have been taught have died. He was going to look at it a little longer, trying to get more useful information. So he continued to drink and tease the oirans.

The fighting on that side changed again.

The original martial arts of the four of them were interfered with by this newly entered battlefield.

Shui Xiao's knife technique is wide open and closed, which is the key to breaking the formation with force. And the bamboo ghost who was inside before is no longer struggling to support, he is no longer blindly defensive, but sneak attacks by tricks. After a while, although the moves of the four women remained the same, their defeats began to be revealed. Their sleeves began to slowly tear through.