4-73 Rushing to the crown and being angry is red

Hearing that there was a conflict between the two groups of guests, the old bustard hurriedly brought a few turtle slaves over to mediate, and she didn't explain the fact of deceiving Zheng Sen, but only smiled and persuaded her, and promised to give a seven-fold discount plus a jar of good wine, and asked Zheng Gongzi to give a face and not make trouble.

Although Zheng Sen was sturdy, he spoke softly in Fujian Mandarin, and the men in the room laughed mockingly, what kind of person is Zheng Sen, the son of the dignified king of Taiwan, just pretending to be small in front of Liu Ziguang, where can he tolerate these pungent ridicule, his face changed immediately, and he said coldly: "The master has money, I don't care about any discounts and good wine, I just want Chen Yuanyuan." ”

The old bustard is not good at stubble, she knows Zheng Sen's identity, the strong dragon is not the head snake, not to mention a distant strong son who came to seek peace, and the two people who came with him don't seem to be very noble people, the old bustard thinks that he sees people very accurately, Wu Sangui wears a martial scarf on his head, a sword hanging from his waist, and a Gaoyou dialect, it seems to be a martial artist, although Liu Ziguang is dressed luxuriously and magnificently, but after all, he is not very old, and there are so many young talents in the capital, this one is obviously not among them, Just because a few of them also wanted to compete with the young master in the private room, they were really overwhelmed, seeing that Zheng Sen was angry and Wu Sangui was demented, the old bustard didn't persuade him, so he dropped a sentence and let them solve it by themselves, so he took a few turtle slaves who gloated and dodged.

The horse-faced young man didn't look at the three people who broke in at all, and still smiled lewdly at Chen Yuanyuan's body, Chen Yuanyuan's little face was red, his willow eyebrows were upside down, and he resisted hard but he couldn't escape, seeing that a pair of claws of Lushan were about to catch Chen Yuanyuan's twin peaks, the frightened girl let out a sharp scream, and when she heard the scream, Wu Sangui, who was obsessed, suddenly woke up and yelled: "Let go of her!" ”

When the bustard came in for mediation just now, these heroes didn't do it immediately to give the bustard face, and now they all came around, gearing up to move people, they saw that Liu Ziguang and the other three were very faceless, not like friends on the Beijing Road, so they didn't report the number according to the rules of the rivers and lakes, and went up directly to surround the three people.

The men were tattooed one by one, their eyes were vicious, and they were about to smash the empty jar containing wine on the heads of the three of them before they could lift them, and they were swept down by Zheng Sen's 360-degree volley kick, and before they could get up, the sword on Wu Sangui's waist was already out of the sheath, and the tip of the sword was pointed directly at the throat of the horse-faced young man: "Let go of her!" ”

The young man was a little surprised, he had been walking sideways in the capital for a while, and no one dared to point a sword at him so presumptuously, let alone three guys who had no name at all. He smiled contemptuously: "What? Want to play hard? Just now, there was a kid who didn't open his eyes like you and also wanted to play Hero Save Beauty, do you know how he is now? Hmph, I was beaten so much that I couldn't even recognize my mother! ”

Wu Sangui is from a Jiangmen family, and he is also a general who leads thousands of people in Shandong, where can people talk to him with such contempt, and at the moment the sword was handed forward half an inch, and it had already touched the throat skin of the horse-faced young man,

"I'll say it one last time, let her go!" Wu Sangui said coldly.

Over there, Zheng Sen and Liu Ziguang had already put down more than a dozen thugs, looking at the miserable appearance of their subordinates, the horse-faced young man couldn't help but be angry, not only did he not let go of Chen Yuanyuan's hand, but he was even more presumptuous, and he touched it directly below, and said in his mouth: "Lao Tzu is biased, let alone a bitch, even your daughter-in-law Lao Tzu touches it the same, I don't believe you dare to go down." ”

Chen Yuanyuan hurriedly resisted, looked at Wu Sangui with a pair of teary eyes, looking at the pitiful appearance of the beauty, Wu Sangui pressed and bitten, and the sword was handed forward again, piercing the skin of the throat, and a few drops of blood rolled down the blade.

"Don't force me to kill!" Wu Sangui stared at his blood-red eyes and said word by word.

Only then did the horse-faced young man feel the killing intent of the other party, he pushed Chen Yuanyuan away from his arms, tore open his shirt and looked at Wu Sangui.

"Stick here! If you have a kind, you will kill me, or I promise that the three of you will not see the sun tomorrow. ”

The number of roads in the standard underworld in the capital, as long as you can't kill him, then don't provoke him, otherwise he will have to kill you, relying on this number of roads that don't want to die, the horse-faced young man is also a well-known number one person in the capital, but Liu Ziguang They are lonely and unheard of.

The underworld in the capital is divided into three kinds, one is a violent group organization like Sun Gang in the early days, which collects protection fees and makes a living by putting money in prints, this one is also the lowest level, and there is a businessman with an underworld background like Ma Liuye, who has a certain economic strength and meager government power to support him, and the last one is the horse-faced young man who is a gentleman, they don't worry about silver, and the fame of their ancestors is accumulated, so there are many thugs who help idle, and the government also turns a blind eye to them, so this kind of person is the most crazy.

The ancestors of the horse-faced young man have also been a big official, and now although his father is no longer out of the business world, but the protégés of the ancestors are all over the world, and it is no problem to kill a few unsightly foreign martial artists.

But this time he was wrong, although Wu Sangui was young, he had been leading the troops to fight for some years, and the Tartar soldiers who died in his hands were not a hundred but eighty, such a murderous guy You use the gangster in the capital to deal with the tower, isn't this a self-defeating way.

"You really don't dare to kill you?" Wu Sangui asked, staring at the eyes of the horse-faced youth.

"Of course Lao Tzu believes that he wants to tie up his mother-in-law and mother-in-law, yes, that's it, stick to Lao Tzu's heart? How? Don't dare? Bear? **You're fast! The horse-faced young man scolded unscrupulously, and suddenly the scolding stopped, and he looked down a little incredulously, a sword as bright as autumn water really pierced into his heart, and it was still slowly stirring. in the hope of causing more damage.

"You 。。。。。" The horse-faced youth collapsed with a glare, and his last words were not spoken.

As soon as Wu Sangui's hand was released, the horse-faced young man fell to the ground with a sword inserted in his body, staring at the ceiling with a pair of dead eyes, as if he was very sorry for his death.

"Girl, are you alright?" Wu Sangui, who had just finished killing, immediately walked to Chen Yuanyuan's side and asked with concern.

Chen Yuanyuan was shocked, but knowing that the murderer in front of her was killing for herself, she stood up with Wu Sangui's support, and said with a forced smile: "Thank you, son." Then, as if she had suddenly remembered something, she turned and walked behind the screen in the private room, not knowing what to do.

When the horse-faced young men saw their boss killed, they were shocked one by one, got up from the ground and fled. Liu Ziguang and Zheng Sen didn't care about them, they each found a seat and sat down, and watched how the story of Wu Sangui's heroic rescue of the United States unfolded, accompanied by the commander of Nanchang, Zheng Sen was not afraid, Liu Ziguang had nothing to worry about, a small murder, no matter which level of government he was alarmed, he had the ability to suppress it.

Wu Sangui, who is usually quite shrewd and capable, is a little abnormal today, he has been in a trance since he saw Chen Yuanyuan, and at this time he was at a loss when he stared at the back of the screen, and he didn't know what to do.

"What are you doing standing stupidly? Go up, Brother Wu. Zheng Sen teased with a smile.

Wu Sangui smirked, and just wanted to go over to see what was going on, when suddenly two people came out from behind the screen, and it was Chen Yuanyuan supporting a man with a face covered in blood and a big bag.

"Yuan Yuan and her husband thanked Gongzi for his great kindness, if it wasn't for Gongzi's righteous action, Yuan Yuan's innocence would have been destroyed in the hands of that guy. Great kindness, our husband and wife will not forget. Chen Yuanyuan wept and said, the man didn't speak, the two of them clasped their fingers tightly, and they were really affectionate.

Wu Sangui was like being struck by lightning, and he was petrified on the spot, and he was not the only one who was surprised, but Liu Ziguang and Zheng Sen behind him also looked at each other. Which one is this singing? The good hero saves the beauty and becomes a wedding dress for others.

Before they could answer, the bustard broke in with a group of thugs, and when he saw the corpse of the horse-faced young man, the bustard howled on the spot: "Someone is dead!" How is this good, Zheng Gongzi, you can't go, this is all a case done by your friend, you can't be involved in Jinghuayuan. ”

"Isn't it just killing someone, so nervous? Who is this kid? Is it worth the bustard's fuss about you? Liu Ziguang asked with an indifferent look.

"The guest officer is not a local when you hear your accent, you don't know the situation in Jiangnan, the son you killed is the famous demon king Xue Pan in the capital, the ancestor of the Xue family is the founding father of our Ming Dynasty, and now he is running dozens of businesses, he wants money and wealth, and he wants to be powerful, and he has heard the word "good snow in a good year", that is, they Xue family. You killed the only seedling of the Xue family, but you poked the sky, you can't just leave and throw this black cauldron to our mirror flower back. The old bustard said while giving his subordinates a look, the people who followed her were not ordinary turtle slaves, but professional thugs in brothels, seeing the hints of the old bustard, several men with big shoulders and round waists immediately took an important position in the room, seemingly careless, but in fact ready to shoot at any time.

Here's the thing, the top brand of Jinghuayuan, Chen Yuanyuan, recently got acquainted with a suave scholar, and since then she has been bent on being good, in fact, this is not impossible, as long as the scholar can get a huge amount of silver taels, Jinghuayuan is still willing to be an adult, and the wholesale retail is sold.

But the scholar couldn't get the money, and he always came to disturb the heart of the garden girl, the old bustard was angry, and came up with a plan to kill people with a knife, and it happened that the demon king of the mixed world Xue Pan also coveted Chen Yuanyuan, and the first few times he wanted to pay a huge amount of money to buy the garden was rejected by the old bustard, and now he just used the demon king of the mixed world to break the idea of the garden, and he can also teach the scholar a lesson by the way.

Sure enough, as expected by the old bustard, Xue Pan happily accepted the price of 5,000 taels of silver to buy the first night of the garden, and beat the scholars who came to make trouble into a pig's head, but what he didn't expect was that he killed a trip to bite the gold halfway, and several friends of Zheng Gongzi had a conflict with Xue Pan, and also caused a fatality, which was what the old bustard did not expect.

"Yuanyuan, let's go." The pig-headed scholar said in a dumb voice, dragging Chen Yuanyuan's hand and about to walk out, he was very tall, his coffee-colored hair was scattered and congealed into pieces of blood, and his face was swollen a lot, but his eyes were still sharp, and his closed lips also showed a resolute spirit. When Chen Yuanyuan thanked Wu Sangui just now, he didn't thank him, maybe he was negligent, maybe he felt that these guys were no different from Xue Pan, they were all evil ghosts who coveted Chen Yuanyuan's beauty.

"Stop, why do I think such a dude is so familiar, where have we met?" Liu Ziguang suddenly said that the more he looked at it, the more he felt that this scholar was like a person, this person was none other than one of the four sons of Jiangnan who had been unable to get along with him many times!