The headquarters of the Poison Dragon Gang, located on one of the best streets in Yecheng. This is almost an open secret in Yecheng, so Wang Yan didn't need to ask about the happy location at all, and hurried all the way with the happy, and it took about half an hour for the two of them to finally come to this prosperous area.

It snowed almost overnight, and the sky finally exhausted the tears that had accumulated for a long time, and the red sun hung high in the clear blue sky, and although the temperature did not rise significantly, people's hearts involuntarily warmed up by three points.

At this time, there were gradually more pedestrians on the street, and there were faint smiles on their faces, not only because of the good weather, but also because Gao Wei and the three nobles who caused the scourge were not in Yecheng, which made the people feel relaxed. Happy while following Wang Yan's footsteps into a thriving restaurant, while guessing.

The three-storey restaurant, known as Fuguilou, is nearly 15 meters high and is located in the center of the street.

I was happy to follow Wang Yan around in this most prosperous area before, and this rich building was familiar, but it was the first time he had entered. There are two reasons, one is that the boss behind this drunken moon building is Han Changluan, the king of Changli, and Gao Acao wrapped his father in the same pants, Wang Yan would rather throw money to beggars than generate income for them; Second, Wang Yan said that if you drink alcohol, you must drink flower wine, and there is no woman who does not drink. This rich building specializes in wine and food, and without the company of a beautiful woman, Wang Yan is naturally not willing to come here to consume.

Today, in order to come to see the excitement, Wang Yan is in a good mood, and he doesn't care about breaking the principles he has set.

"Little Er, give the master a whole table of good dishes, the speed must be fast!" As soon as Wang Yan entered the door, he pulled out the folding fan on his back waist, unfolded it on his chest and slapped it twice, and before Xiao Er, who greeted him with a flattering smile, opened his mouth, he tilted his head slightly, quite arrogantly.

"Yes, yes, two masters, please come inside!" Xiao Er "smiled like a flower", nodded and welcomed the happy two into the door.

Wang Yan didn't squint, snorted lightly, set up a shelf, swayed upstairs, and sat down at a window facing the street.

Happy Wang Yan and the two sat down, and their own Xiaoer served tea.

"Brother Xing, who has the audacity to dare to trouble the poisonous dragon? When will it start, brother, I can't wait! As soon as he sat down, Wang Yan asked a little impatiently, his eyes looking directly at the street outside through the open window.

smiled happily, and asked without answering: "Why is Brother Wang so keen on this?" ”

Wang Yan snorted and said: "That poisonous dragon is evil, and the gang leader Gao A Cao Bao bullies men and women, it is simply full of evil, but with Gao Ana Qiu's protection, no one sanctions him, it is really hateful and annoying!" Wang Yan gritted his teeth as he spoke, and continued: "What's more, that straw bag actually wants to marry the beautiful Miss Zhao Jing as his wife, and he doesn't look at his own virtue!" ”

He smiled happily, held the teacup and made a gesture of please, and tasted tea with peace of mind without making a speech.

Although the occasional cool breeze blows in from the window, it is quite chilly, but with two fiery carbon basins around them, the happy two can still enjoy the snow scene of Yecheng.

To say that this rich building, the business is really good, at this time the time is not yet noon, there are more than forty percent of the position of the guests, eat and drink, push the cup to change the lamp is not happy. This business is good, and it does have its uniqueness: in just a few words, Xiao Er presented the delicacies and wines one after another.

Just when Xingxing and Wang Yan were leaning on the brazier, drinking fine wine, and patiently waiting for the lively stage, a sturdy young man led a tall horse and slowly walked into Yecheng.

This strong man was dressed in black coarse cloth, born with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, a square and resolute face, and bright eyes. At this time, although he was weathered and tired, he was in a hurry, but his whole person was full of energy, with a fierce momentum.

"Finally came to Yecheng, where can I find Mr. Gao?" The strong man looked at the wide streets and rows of houses beside Yecheng, and muttered to himself in some confusion.

"Gollum, Gollum"

A strange sound sounded from his abdomen, and the strong man gently stroked his lower abdomen and said, "Well, go eat something first, and then find someone to ask!" ”

The strong man walked all the way down the street, and after a short time, he came to the Homecoming Inn.

"Guest officer, please inside!"

As soon as the strong man came to the door of the inn, Xiao Er greeted him cordially and took the initiative to take the reins in his hand.

"Two catties of beef, one catty of wine, and ten steamed buns!" The strong man took out a silver ingot from his bosom and threw it on the counter, and sat casually on an empty table with a flattering smile on the shopkeeper's face.

"Brother Wang, looking at the red light on your face, didn't your sister-in-law wait for you well last night?" As soon as the strong man sat down, he heard a deliberately low voice on the table next to him.

"Hehe", another smug laugh came, and then I heard the man's somewhat old voice say: "Not to mention, after Neiko puts on the underwear of Xingrong Firm, the water is very energetic, as if she is ten miles younger!" Brother, I'm very strong, and now I can't get out of bed! ”

"Is it really that magical?"

"Of course, if you don't believe it, you can try it! It is said that the ladies in the palace all wear the underwear of the Xingrong firm! ”

"Alas, it's not that my brother doesn't want to, that set of clothes is just less than three feet of cloth, why is it so expensive, little brother, I don't have enough money for wine for two months!"

"That's it, we are working hard, but we are still living a hard life, you see Wang Yanhe happy, just moving his mouth, just with that rag, he can actually make money!"

"Come on, who made us poor! Otherwise, we can also be nostalgic for Wang Yan and Happy every day in Zuiyue Tower, singing every night! ”

"Happy?" The strong man made a movement in his hand, but he heard what he wanted to hear the most, and he couldn't help but quietly prick up his ears to listen.

"Alas, I think that when the king of Lanling galloped across the field, he made the Zhou * army flee in embarrassment, and now he has made Chen General Wu Ming disgraced, what a heroic spirit he is, but he is a tiger father and a dog. It's okay to be happy that the son was born with oily hair and noodles, but he just lingered in the land of wind and moon, fighting cocks and walking dogs, and didn't do business, he really lost the face of King Lanling! ”

"Huh?" The strong man couldn't help frowning, in Wang Lin's eyes, happiness was much more powerful than Gao Changgong, especially when he saw the two thousand black-armored cavalry led by Shang Buqi, he made himself sincerely envious and yearning, and he looked forward to seeing happiness, but now he didn't hear the words of praise for joy.

"A few brothers, I don't know where you know where the mansion of Prince Gao is?" Although he had doubts in his heart, the strong man still decided to visit and be happy before deciding to stay.

"Happy Gongzi is in the limelight in Yecheng, almost no one doesn't know his mansion, you will know when you go to Dongcheng and inquire!"

"Thank you!" The strong man thanked him and quickly began to eat.

After eating and drinking, the strong man came out of the inn, led his horse, and was about to go to the east city, but he heard a cry not far ahead.

"This lord, please, you have a lot of adults, just let my poor son go!"

"Little old man, killing people to pay for your life, and it is a matter of course to repay debts, no matter how verbose you are, don't blame us for not being sympathetic to you as an old man!"

The strong man couldn't help but walk towards the scratch, his brows furrowed deeply.