One hundred and twenty The goddess dried up in tears
"The five tigers of the Li family, Li Hutou, Li Huzhang, Li Hudemon, Li Hushan, Li Huwei. We killed Li Huzhang and Li Hudemon, and three of them were missing. Su Qingyun said the information he got from the little leader.
"The people there said that Li Hutou took the remaining two to Quhemen to talk about business today, by the way, what is this Quhemen for?" Pei whispered and looked at the results of the interrogation on his side and said. Su Qingyun nodded, indicating that the interrogation results were unanimous.
"Wait? How did two die? I've only slaughtered one of the masters. Chen Lihua frowned, realizing that something was wrong.
"Li Hudemon is their brainstorm, and he was the one who killed the second firecracker before." Pei whispered and pointed to a guy who was gagged and didn't blink. The scheming Li Hudemon wanted to cover up his identity and continued to fish in troubled waters, but was directly killed by a firecracker.
"Can't let the remaining three guys escape." Su Qingyun stood up, hesitating before deciding, since he chose to make a move, he must not be clean. "There are no masters in Quhemen. We're going to kill them."
"It's getting bigger and bigger...... Wait, since there are no masters in the formation, why didn't anyone take them out before? Chen Lihua was puzzled.
"They're so dirty that no one wants that little bit of property, and they all feel dirty with their hands. They control all the private and secret prostitutes in this Yong'an City. Seeing Chen Lihua's different face, Su Qingyun took a sip of water and then explained:
"These private kilns are not those Qinhuai River painting boats, they are completely different things, and they don't have the ability to make money from those sisters."
"No, there are families who directly hook up with the Teaching Workshop Division to engage in Qinglou, how can this still be despised?" Chen Lihua was embarrassed to ask Su Qingyun and the others again, so she had to come back and ask Liu Muyang.
"You don't think that the lowest-level Qinglou is like the Drunken Spring Pavilion in the depression," Liu Muyang raised his head from the pile of books and said. Chen Lihua was stunned for a while, she really didn't know what this chicken yard could look like, she had only been to Zuichun Pavilion, at most, she had seen the Qinhuai River painting boat from afar. At the very least, it should be accompanied by beads and jade, green silk thin shirts, and incense.
"Why don't you eat minced meat?" Chen Lihua, who said the yin and yang weirdness of the system, had a red face and a white face, and said angrily:
"Love to say not to say, not to say to pull down." Seeing that Chen Lihua was a little angry, the system stopped going around the bush, and said bluntly:
"You wouldn't think that miserly traders and strapped travellers would spend a lot of money in the painting boat, would you? Most of the small citizens still go to those private kilns to solve the problem. These private kilns often charge very low, but the passenger flow is huge, and dozens of dollars at a time are hundreds of dollars, who can afford this small profit? But I suggest you listen to me and don't look at it when you get there. ”
"Why?" knew that the system would not be untargeted, but Chen Lihua was still curious.
"I'm afraid you won't be able to bear it." Liu Muyang said lightly.
"Me? From Chen Lihua, who was killed in the sea of corpses and blood, and just scared the lawless outlaws, do you think I can't bear it? Chen Lihua was laughed at angrily. You are a typical machismo who looks down on the subjective initiative of female compatriots. ”
"It's not about guts. I didn't give you Ma Zhe to let you go online, don't just show off after learning a few words, forget it, if you want to see it, let's go and see it yourself. Liu Muyang was helpless, as soon as the big hat was pressed, he didn't know what to say.
Quhemen really deserves to be a sect specializing in flies and dogs, Chen Lihua deeply doubted that it was because the Seven Gangs were too ugly, or that there were only eight gangs in the entire capital, so he let this guy in. There is not a single master in the whole faction, after all, most of the time they are facing a group of turtle princes and a group of hard-working women. In the face of this group of weak people, it is enough to be strong and carry a stick in your hand.
"Li Hutou came here this time to discuss further cooperation, and the Tiger Gang provided military support to Qu Hemen and assisted Qu Hemen in his abduction activities after the closure of my Zuichun Pavilion. Quhemen provided financial support to the Tiger Gang. Su Qingyun's face was ugly, and the flower picking building was really menacing, and he came to put himself to death. Recently, this Qu Hemen suddenly got a few women with good looks out of nowhere, who are proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. This is clearly someone planning to attack from the high-end and low-end routes at the same time, so that she will be defeated as soon as possible.
At the same time, Chen Lihua didn't have the heart to raid the house over there, looked at the dilapidated door plaque, which read three big characters "Guangming Ding", and smiled coldly, I want to see what else can be great about this chicken yard.
As soon as she entered, there was a pungent and choking incense, and Chen Lihua couldn't help complaining: "What kind of broken incense is this, it's better not to order it." ”
"This fragrance is not meant to make you smell comfortable, mainly to mask the smell." Liu Muyang also put down the pen in his hand and said coldly. Although there are many tasks, there is still time to pause for a while.
"Smell?" Chen Lihua sniffed it carefully, and there was indeed a faint fishy smell lingering on the tip of her nose, which was disgusting. In addition, there is a musty smell, a sour smell of sweat, and the rotten smell of unknown things.
Why should I take a deep breath...... Chen Lihua swallowed the food that almost poured out, and then walked inside. I can't help but think about what will make this smell, and the more I think about it, the more impulsive the desire to rush out becomes.
She chose a room at random, lifted the curtains, and inside was a bed, a table, on which were a mess of cheap rouge, nothing else, and the windows were high, just to let in the light, and it was more like a prison cell than a room.
"I thought there would be Mr. Horn." Chen Lihua still had the heart to joke, but she already felt a panic in her heart.
"I really can't handle it, what are you thinking?" Liu Muyang was not impatient, and watched Chen Lihua walk towards the woman on the bed.
A woman in a plain soap shirt and a swaying woman was lying on the bed, the dress was not so much dressed as casually, barely covering the scenery. Anyway, she has to take it off later, Chen Lihua found a reason for her approach.
Chen Lihua walked to her side, sat down, and felt a strange smell coming to her nose, she barely maintained the kindness on her face, and asked, "What's your name?" ”
The maid just glanced at her obliquely, with a slight look in her eyes, and said, "Yue Tinglan." ”
"It's good." Chen Lihua smiled hard.
"Are you from the capital?"
The woman shook her head, "People from Gyeonggi, people from Lantian Village." He whispered, "Run." ”
Chen Lihua was a little moved, pressed the woman's shoulder, and said, "Don't run anymore." Those who have insulted you have been condemned, and you will be free. ”
The woman didn't have any emotional fluctuations when she heard this, and even a trace of the original look in her eyes disappeared.