Chapter 192 Nine Old Lady

The black monster has put two thousand taels of silver into his storage space. When he heard that Luo Xiaofeng was going to the field, he immediately led the way in front with an excited face.

The yard is on the third floor.

As soon as Luo Xiaofeng arrived at the door of the third floor, a middle-aged man with white skin greeted him with a spring breeze.

"Here is the housekeeper of Lao Jiufang, and on the order of the old lady Jiu, I specially came to invite my aunt. Luo Xiaofeng glanced at the white-skinned middle-aged man, and said lightly, "What did the Ninth Old Lady invite me to do?"

The white-skinned middle-aged man hurriedly said, "The ninth old lady asked my aunt to go and meet." ”

Luo Xiaofeng said lightly: "The Ninth Miss has already seen it!"

The fair-skinned middle-aged man was embarrassed: "I know, but ...... The order of the Ninth Old Lady...... I dare not disobey. ”

Luo Xiaofeng said: "If the ninth old lady is not satisfied, let this family business be yellow." ”

The white-skinned middle-aged man hurriedly shook his head: "Don't misunderstand, aunt...... Don't get ...... wrong."

Luo Xiaofeng said lightly: "I don't want to make a misunderstanding either!"

As Luo Xiaofeng spoke, he walked into the hall on the third floor.

The hall on the third floor is resplendent and fragrant, crowded with people, and full of voices.

As soon as Luo Xiaofeng walked into the hall, the noise immediately stopped. All eyes were focused on Luo Xiaofeng's face.

Everyone has just gotten the information that the nine ladies are already famous.

"Miss Nine has taken a fancy to a thin teenager!" As soon as the news spread in Lao Jiufang, people exploded.

Who has such a charm that can make the nine ladies who are above the top fall in love at first sight?

As soon as Luo Xiaofeng arrived at the door on the third floor, the people in the door knew the news.

As soon as Luo Xiaofeng walked into the hall on the third floor, everyone's eyes were fixed on Luo Xiaofeng's face. In the huge hall, there are seven or eight hundred people playing cards. So many pairs of eyes were staring straight at Luo Xiaofeng's face.

Luo Xiaofeng's face was expressionless, he glanced at everyone coldly, and said lightly: "The beauty here is like a cloud, uncles, why are you interested in looking at me?"

Everyone, you look at me, I look at you, I want to laugh, but I can't.

"The Ninth Old Lady has arrived!"

Suddenly, a big man shouted and ran in.

The Ninth Old Lady has really arrived!

Before the people of the Ninth Old Lady came in, a strong smell of wine rushed in. The four little maids, holding the ninth old lady, walked in step by step.

The ninth old lady was too tall, he shook his fat body, and as soon as he came in, he was shouting, "That's ...... It's my aunt...... It's ......."

Luo Xiaofeng stood still and didn't move.

The white-skinned middle-aged man bent over, lowered his head, and hurriedly ran over: "If you go back to the ninth old lady, this is the ...... that Miss fancies." Auntie. As he spoke, he pointed at Luo Xiaofeng with his finger.

The ninth old lady stared at a pair of blood-red eyes, touched the huge rosacea nose, up and down, and looked Luo Xiaofeng seventeen or eighteen times.

"You...... It is...... Is it my aunt?" The ninth old lady asked Luo Xiaofeng.

Luo Xiaofeng said lightly: "I'm not my aunt, I'm Ah Zhuang." Auntie's, strong and strong. ”

The black monster looked at Luo Xiaofeng in surprise, he didn't understand why Luo Xiaofeng didn't report his real name.

The Ninth Old Lady tilted his ears sideways and said loudly, "What's your name...... What's the name?"

Luo Xiaofeng said lightly: "My name is Ah Zhuang." Auntie's, strong and strong. ”

The Ninth Old Lady frowned: "Auntie?"

Luo Xiaofeng scolded in his heart, this old guy, he couldn't hear other words clearly, but the word aunt entered his ears at once.

Luo Xiaofeng sneered and did not speak.

The white-skinned middle-aged man attached himself to the ears of the ninth old lady and said loudly: "He is not called Auntie, he is called Ah Zhuang." ”

Who knew that as soon as the ninth old lady heard this, her eyes immediately widened: "Nonsense, Ah Zhuang?

The white-skinned middle-aged man lowered his head with a wry smile on his face, and said resignedly: "Yes!

The ninth old lady was not finished, he pointed at the white-skinned middle-aged nose with his hand, and shouted vaguely: "Are you blind dogs...... Aunty ...... Look at the aunts in my house...... Those aunts in my house...... Which is not a white skin with a thin waist...... Petite, you say...... You say......"

The ninth old lady roared angrily, rushed over, straight and back, and slapped more than 20 ears of the white-skinned middle-aged man.

There were nearly a thousand people in the hall, but no one dared to laugh. Don't laugh, don't even dare to speak, don't even dare to breathe. Everyone knows that when the ninth old lady is drunk, he can't wake up without killing a few people.

The more the ninth old lady fought, the more angry he became, he suddenly rushed to a Nanmu chair, flipped the guest on the chair to the ground, and then lifted the chair high and smashed it on the head of the white-skinned middle-aged man.

The crowd exclaimed.

The heavy nanmu chair, with the sound of the wind, slammed down on the head of the middle-aged man with white skin.

Although the ninth old lady is drunk, his strength is infinite. This white-skinned middle-aged man seems to be dying on the spot.

The white-skinned middle-aged man's face was pale, and he knew that if the heavy nanmu chair fell down, his head would be shattered, but he still didn't dare to hide. Because he knew that if he hid, the consequences would be even more serious.

The heavy nanmu chair carried the sound of the wind, and it was less than five inches above the head of the white-skinned middle-aged man. At this critical juncture, Luo Xiaofeng suddenly made a move.

The ninth old lady suddenly felt a numb wrist, he hadn't seen it clearly, and he didn't know what was going on, the Nanmu chair in his hand was in Luo Xiaofeng's hand.

Luo Xiaofeng didn't look at the ninth old lady, slowly put the heavy Nanmu chair on the ground, and said lightly: "Wouldn't it be a pity if such a precious chair was broken?"

The Ninth Old Lady stared at Luo Xiaofeng in a daze, and after a while, two words came out of his mouth: "Ah...... Aunt ......"

Luo Xiaofeng said: "It's Ah Zhuang, not Auntie!"

The ninth old lady glared at Luo Xiaofeng, and the big and red rosacea nose was oozing with beads of sweat: "Okay...... Good...... My girl...... Sure enough, I didn't see the wrong person......"

Luo Xiaofeng looked at the Ninth Old Lady coldly and did not speak.

The white-skinned middle-aged man was shocked, he wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, and looked at Luo Xiaofeng with grateful eyes. He knew that if there was no Luo Xiaofeng today, his little life would be reimbursed.

The ninth old lady was sweating, and most of the wine woke up immediately, and when he looked at Luo Xiaofeng now, his eyes were much softer.

"Okay! Heroes come out of youth! The old man admires your courage!" The ninth old lady looked at Luo Xiaofeng and spoke with a smile on his face. Compared with just now, the current Nine Old Ladies are like two people.

The tension finally eased. Luo Xiaofeng looked at the ninth old lady and smiled: "The younger generation is rude, and I hope that the seniors will have a lot of Haihan." ”

The ninth old lady looked at Luo Xiaofeng with interest. Take a hundred plating to read the latest chapter of "Danzun Evil God Claw Book House" for free for the first time.