"Ouch, this boy is really handsome," as soon as Ning Shui entered the Flower Fragrance Courtyard, a person like an aunt rushed up, with a pungent fragrance all over his body.

Usually who else appears like this, the old bustard of the brothel!

"Childe looks at the face, come to me for the first time, don't be afraid, mother will introduce a few beauties to Childe, you just have to play and drink well." At first, the bustard couldn't even close his mouth with a smile.

"This aunt, in fact, ......" Ning Shui put his arm around the old bustard's shoulder: "Actually, Young Master Ben is here to find someone." ”

"Looking for someone? Oh! Who? Childe, you must be talking about the Hua Dan of our Flower Fragrance Academy, right? Not right now, I'm accompanying the guests. The bustard said.

"No, no, I'll find a man named Uncle Hong."

"Ah......" The old bustard looked at Ning Shui incredulously: "It turns out that the son is good, but is our Uncle Hong too ...... Old? After saying that, even the bustard himself trembled disgustingly, it's a pity that such a handsome son.

"Ahh Listening to you say this, do you know Uncle Hong? ”

The old bustard covered his mouth and smiled, patted Ningshui's shoulder, and said, "That's natural, Uncle Hong is a regular customer of ours, no, it's in our wing room on the second floor." ”

"Upstairs?" Ning Shui looked at the old bustard's line of sight, and then asked, "Did Uncle Hong sell a few children to you today?" ”

"Childe, where did you say? We're not going to do this kind of human trafficking here. The smile on the bustard's face suddenly faded, but a fake smile immediately put on it.

Ning Shui Leng: "Don't pretend to be garlic for me, say, is it?" ”

"Ouch, Childe, why are you so fierce to the slave family? They all said no. "When encountering such a thing, the bustard naturally refuses to admit it, how can you bear me?

"Auntie, doesn't Young Master Ben know that you just feel sorry for that money? I will pay twice the price for as much as Uncle Hong sells to you. "Condensation speaks with money, and it is not good for itself to make a big fuss here.

The old bustard's eyes rolled, and he estimated how much he had benefited in his heart, and immediately put on a fake smile on his face: "Childe, it's okay to sell it to you, but the one named Hua'er won't sell it." Someone has already booked her tonight. ”

"What?" Ning Shui grabbed the placket of the old bustard's clothes: "What do you mean to order her?" ”

"Ouch, don't be rude, naturally I'm going to pick up customers, otherwise Mom, I'll buy her for what."

"Bastard, you dare to do this to her, she is still a child now," Ning Shui slapped his palm on the old bustard's body, using ten percent of his strength, since he didn't use internal force, he beat people to death, how could she save Hua'er.

The bustard flew to the table on the side, its massive body smashing it in half.

"Ah...... Yes...... Kill, kill," the bustard sat on the broken table, screaming at the's throat regardless of the image.

It's okay not to call it, but as soon as it is called, the guests in the lobby immediately lost the beautiful girl in their arms and rushed out one by one.

"My silver, I haven't paid the money yet," the old bustard looked at the guests who ran away, and was so distressed that he was dripping blood, at this time, the nurse of the Huaxiang Courtyard came in with a stick, and the old bustard's waist immediately straightened: "What's the matter, dare to come to my territory to make trouble, and don't inquire, our Huaxiang Courtyard is covered by the Black Panther Gang." ”

"Heh--this young master is beating the lackeys of the Black Panther Gang," Ning Shui lifted the old bustard from the ground in front of him, and the other guards held sticks and did not dare to wander forward.

The old bustard was very angry: "What are you eating rice all doing in a daze? Don't beat this hairy boy out yet. ”

"Are you sure?" Ning Shui carried the bustard, turned around, pressed the bustard's face against the railing of the stairs, reached out and pulled out a dagger from his boots, and pressed it against the bustard's face: "Although you don't look good, you are also a woman, doesn't it mean that women care most about their appearance?" Say, where are the flowers? ”