"Forgive Qiao's clumsiness, I don't know who Your Excellency is?" Qiao Sanye's eyes narrowed, and the hand holding the wine glass was bruised, but he was secretly afraid in his heart.

Downstairs, there are two masters of the Diancang faction who are hired heavily, and there are nine of the thirteenth Taibao who can fight the most under the third master, and there are also twenty men who can fight for the third master's words, which is no longer a force that can be trampled on at will.

But now there is no sound downstairs, and this young man who is sven is not stained with a single speck of dust on his body, and his neat robe does not even have a single wrinkle, he looks as if he has just come out of the Guozijian or the Hanlin Academy, but he broke through the barrier of the thirty-one outlaws and appeared in front of the famous Qiao Sanye, with a relaxed and natural expression on his face, just like he had just returned from an outing.

The young man paced unhurriedly, his not too tall figure but bringing a sense of oppression to the third master and his guests, "You don't need to know who I am, because after you answer a question, you can treat me as if I have never been here." ”

Qiao Sanye sneered: "What if I don't answer?" ”

"Then you don't need to know who I am," the young man smiled merrily, revealing a mouthful of white and neat teeth, "for the dead don't have to know much." ”

Qiao Sanye breathed sharply and squeezed the wine glass hard.

Hu Juren, Zhang Yuanwai and Shopkeeper Mao were all frightened, they never thought that there were still people in this world who dared to talk to the third master of Nancheng like this, and the next moment, the third master should teach this young man who didn't know the height of the sky and the height of the earth!

No, the third master didn't make any moves, he kept sitting in the chair sulking, staring viciously at the challenger who had offended his majesty, like an elderly lion king.

Qiao Sanye can sit in the position of the third master of Nancheng from an unknown person, it is by no means by luck, he is a disciple of Shaolin family, and it is said that he has ninety percent of the fire when he practices kung fu, and Luohan Fist and Praruo Palm also have the power to open the stele and crack the stone, but somehow, he just didn't dare to stand up, no, he didn't even dare to move his little finger!

The third master of Nancheng, who has read countless people, has already seen that this young man is by no means a lie, the other party's bland smile contains strong self-confidence, and the slightest chill hidden by the enemy makes the underworld overlord who has beaten the world with both fists so cold that even his bones are frozen.

The young man smiled and walked over to the table.

"Y-What are you going to do?" The nearest Hu Juren stood up and stumbled back two steps.

The young man looked at the table, drank the glass of wine by himself, picked up a piece of braised beef and put it in his mouth, wiped the oil stains on Hu Juren's new silk shirt with his fingers, and finally smiled evilly, hugged the most windy sister beside Qiao Sanye in his arms, and rubbed her chest unscrupulously.

Being so despised by this villain, Qiao Sanye smiled bitterly, he couldn't say a word, he was past the age of fighting and killing, he could sit in his current position, he was not the kind of hot-headed fool who was desperate, he could read the meaning of the other party - the young man said in this way, if he dared not answer, Qiao Sanye and his three guests would all be dead!

Compared with the four wind-scratching ladies on the table, the third master prefers twelve or thirteen-year-old girls, they always cringe like little lambs in bed, that kind of weak and helpless look, which can always instantly ignite the third master's **, so that he can enjoy the happiness of conquest.

But now that Qiao Sanye found that in front of this terrible young man, there was no difference between him and those stripped little girls, and he had no doubt that this guy could gently pinch himself to death like an ant.

Finally, Qiao Sanye seemed to be ten years old in an instant, and exhaled a long breath: "Okay, what do you want to ask?" ”

The tense atmosphere relaxed at once, and the four sisters smiled flatteringly at the young man, and the one who had just been rubbed by him even quietly pulled down the placket, revealing the plump of white flowers—no matter what time it was, a woman's smile was their most powerful weapon.

However, the young man smiled and pushed them away, and the three guests were also kicked out, leaving only Qiao Sanye on the entire floor.

"Now you can ask," Third Master Qiao tried his best to calm his voice.

The young man smiled, narrowed his eyes, and his sharp gaze crossed the third master's face: "The merchant who sold Nanyang viscose a few days ago and asked others to pick gold coins, his background, his origin and where is he now?" ”

The merchant who sells viscose, in broad daylight, put the gold coins there to make people pick, and it is strange that he was not targeted by the three sects and nine streams, and he has not been splashed by the single person for several days to disturb the trouble, and there is naturally a local snake behind him.

Qiao Sanye stood up suddenly, opened his eyes and said angrily: "Lao Tzu can't say it, because if he says it, he will die!" ”

The young man laughed softly and spread his hands out, as if observing the palm prints.

These hands are well maintained, the flesh and bones are well-proportioned, the fingers are slender, there are no calluses and scars, they are sensitive and powerful, and if you hold a knife to cut a person's throat, they must be very stable and will not deviate in the slightest.

"If you don't answer my question, you're going to die right now, and your gang leader, your little wife who forced her to become a prostitute, and your eldest son who is ready to inherit your business...... Anyone who has blood on his hands will die. ”

The young man announced the death sentence very calmly, like a Yama from hell.

The king of Hades told people to die for the third watch, who dares to keep people until the fifth watch!

Qiao Sanye's pupils constricted suddenly, and for a moment he wanted to burst out, but this thought only flashed in his mind for a moment, and it disappeared under the pressure of the other party, and then cold sweat broke out all over his body.

"Good, good, you're ruthless!" Qiao Sanye sat down dejectedly, in front of this demon, his spirit had completely collapsed.

After a while, he got what he wanted from Qiao Sanye's mouth, and the young man got up to say goodbye.

"Stay, stay," Qiao Sanye, who had become haggard and old, couldn't help but ask with a mixture of resentment and awe, "Who is Your Excellency?" Is it the head of the Dongchang Prison, the chief of the Fusi of Jinyi Weibei Town, or the Duke of Wei, no, there will be no person like Your Excellency in the Beijing camp, you are a master among the factory guards! ”

The young man at the top of the stairs paused, "If you're smart, you know it's not good to know too much...... Do you still want to know my name? ”

Qiao Sanye nodded resolutely.

"My name is Red Scarf." The young man went downstairs and left in style, hiding his merit and fame.

On the ground floor, the thirteen guards under Qiao Sanye who were showing off their martial arts were all squatting in the corner with their heads in their hands, and they didn't even dare to let go of a fart, because hundreds of fierce and vicious Jinyi captains were guarding the side with bright embroidered spring knives - compared with the power of the state machine, the combat effectiveness of any underworld gang is scum!

"Brother Qin, how's it going?" Lu Fatzi saw Qin Lin coming down from the second floor, and hurriedly greeted him and asked.

Han Feilian and You Kidnapper also squeezed over, the legend says that the third master of Nancheng is not easy to deal with, our chief went up alone, I don't know if he took out the hard goods from his mouth?

Qin Lin smiled and waved his hand: "The third master is very interesting, brothers come with me!" ”

A large group of brocade-clothed school captains came out.

The third master standing at the top of the stairs wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, and secretly said that he was not wronged this time, it turned out that the young man was the famous King Qin Yan in Nanjing City, but why did he call himself a red scarf?

In a remote dwelling in the south of the city, because it is not on the right path, it is inaccessible, and in the thick of the night, on a lonely dead tree next to the courtyard, the owl's eyes are like two bright oil lamps.

No one knew that this dilapidated-looking courtyard actually contained a mystery, and that a torture was going on inside the closed hall.

Li Huowang, who was covered in blood, was firmly tied to the pillar, his mouth was covered with a ball of rags, his clothes were already torn, and his exposed body was covered with whip marks, those red whip marks crisscrossed the country, and blood had flowed out in some places.

It's been more than a day since the poor warsmith was kidnapped here, and he gritted his teeth and didn't let go, but he didn't know how long he could hold out.

The slender man with a gloomy face like a owl bird, stretched his nose back and forth with the leather whip in his hand, and looked at Li Huowang like a fierce beast inspecting its prey, "If you promise to work for us and build a shotgun, I will give you gold and silver treasures, so that your family can eat and wear without worry, hum, don't live up to the grace of the Holy Sect, if you agree, you will nod." ”

Li Huowang glanced at the other party weakly, but shook his head slowly but resolutely.

"This man is a stone in a pit, smelly and hard!" Another short and fat man spat viciously, "Senior Brother Cui, why don't we send him up first?" Let the master of the Holy Sect brew slowly, and I am not afraid that he will not agree! ”

The slender man hesitated a little, in that case, their credit would be much smaller, after all, it was even more credit for forcing Li Huowang to agree to make a shotgun and send it up.

"Damn, I don't know what to do, my lifeless mother is guilty, and your whole family will die!" The slender man cursed fiercely, picked up the leather whip and whipped it down again at Li Huowang.

The sturdy body that had been trained by striking iron for many years twitched like an electric shock under the whiplash, and the originally red and swollen wounds were beaten to the flesh, and the wounds that had healed a little and were dripping with yellow water once again oozed blood.

"Who's going to save me. Do you want to die here? Li Huowang groaned in pain, for the sake of his wife and daughter, he would never dare to rebel, so he regretted his gullibility very much...... Suddenly, there was a fluttering sound in the air, and the fat and thin two were taken aback, and at the same time looked up to look outside, and it turned out to be the owl that had stopped on the dead tree flapping its wings and flying away.

"Phew, thief bird, scared uncle!" Senior Brother Cui scolded angrily, and handed the whip to Humpty Dumpty: "Senior Brother Diao, you come to see this old thing who doesn't know the times, I'll go find some salt and add some ingredients to him." ”

Humpty Dumpty laughed cruelly at this, and sprinkled salt on the wound, and the victim would bounce like a fish on a hot pan, which was very funny.

Unexpectedly, someone in the yard sighed repeatedly: "Tut-tut, such an outdated method of sprinkling salt is really uncreative......"

(To be continued)