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Hong Feixi swallowed a glass of spirits, exhaled a mouthful of strong wine, and a pair of tiger eyes narrowed comfortably into a line. [This chapter was first published-love-have-sound-,Please remember the URL ()]

Looking at the flattering smiles of more than 20 big men in the hall, as well as the disheveled, spring-struggling, and struggling beauties in his arms, he felt that such a day was really good.

As a second-class guard in the East Palace, Hong Feixi is just an ordinary character under the hands of the eldest prince Yu Zhongcheng, and there are dozens of people in the East Palace with his general status.

In addition to occasionally being able to play majestic in front of those third-class guards who are still young, Hong Feixi has to be a man with his tail between his legs all the time, if he is in the army, his cultivation is enough to be qualified for the position of a thousand commanders, although it is not to call for wind and rain, but he can also call forward and back, and in the East Palace of the Hidden Dragon and Crouching Tiger, the days are obviously much more aggrieved.

Although the eldest prince has not yet been canonized as the prince, in Hong Feixi's view, it is only a matter of time before - the east palace where the eldest prince lives is the sleeping palace of the princes of previous dynasties, which is the best proof.

As long as he survives for a few more years, it is best to improve his cultivation to the peak of the cold window or even go further to the realm of ascending to the court, so as soon as the eldest prince succeeds to the throne, even if these old men of the East Palace are from the dragon's skill, at that time, they will be a commander in the army or a city lord outside, whether it is power or wealth, they will be at their fingertips.

Hong Feixi has no greater ambitions, and he is already satisfied to be the lord of a city in this life. To that end, he was willing to endure ten years of boredom and muffled breath in the East Palace—but those days were not static, and whenever he was sent out on a mission, it was a day of pastime and relaxation.

"Commander Hong, this beauty, the brothers have just gotten it, and they are specially filial to you, at first glance, she is a virgin who guards herself like jade, and this level of goods is not common on our Wujin Road. A strong man with a cross-faced face smiled flatteringly, that smile seemed a little unappetizing in Hong Feixi's eyes, but the attitude shown by this strong man made him very satisfied. Hong Feixi is naturally not the commander, but the strong man shouted one by one as the commander of Hong, which made him a little fluttery.

This strong man is Qian Lei, the leader of the Angry Thunder Gang, but in front of Hong Feixi, he has no prestige as the leader of the gang, and he is completely like a pug that pleases his master.

"The harvest of the past six months has been packed and put in these eighteen boxes, and when you count them, the younger ones will send their brothers to Kyoto with you. As he spoke, the Qian Gang Master took out a delicate bag from his arms, held it in both hands and handed it to Hong Feixi, "Here, it is the brothers who privately honor Commander Hong, and I hope you will always give us a few good words in front of the eldest prince." ”

Hong Feixi's right hand wandered over the tied woman, and his left hand took the bag and gently rubbed it a few times. The bag is very light, and there are only two long strips of more than an inch long inside, which are naturally purple hydrangea jade worth thousands of gold.

Although it is only two pieces, it has doubled compared to the last time I came. Hong Feixi was satisfied, but he didn't show it on his face, he just nodded calmly and said, "Don't worry, the eldest prince, I will naturally take more care of our Angry Thunder Gang." You have not looked at the government's purge in the past few years, have you ever touched a single hair of our hair? You must know that in the two cities of Fengbo and Yanzhou, the city lord's office desk asked the government to send troops to clean up the Angry Thunder Gang, and the stack was more than one person high. ”

"That's that, the brothers can make a fortune here with peace of mind, thanks to the care of Commander Hong. Your old kindness, our more than 300 brothers in the Angry Thunder Gang, that is in mind. If you come here this time, you might as well stay here for a few more days, so that the little ones have the opportunity to do their best. The Qian Gang Leader nodded, and showed the smile that made Hong Feixi sick to his stomach.

Hong Feixi was fascinated by the soft and smooth touch on his fingers, and said: "Let's do things for the eldest prince, we can't slack off for a moment, I have a heavy responsibility, this time I will stay here for a ...... or two I have to go back in three or four days. ”

Hong Feixi stretched out a finger, then hesitated for a moment, and turned into two ...... Three ...... Four ...... Finally until the entire palm is fully spread. Rao was a little embarrassed for a while, and everyone in the hall, including Qian Lei, showed a smile of "men understand".

Taking advantage of Hong Feixi's momentary distraction, the disheveled woman in his arms suddenly jumped up, and hit her head against a pillar in the lobby that was thick and thin for two people hugging, she was so insulting that she was ready to die.

This woman's hair was messy, but she still couldn't hide her hibiscus-like face, it was He Zixin, who had taken Shi Zhiyi for a while before, preparing to return to Hailing Prefecture from Kyoto!

Just when He Zixin's forehead was only an inch away from the pillar and she was about to die, she suddenly felt a tightness on her body, and her body involuntarily flew backwards, falling into Hong Feixi's arms again.

As a martial artist in the late stage of the cold window, how could Hong Feixi let the woman in his arms commit suicide in front of him? He peeled off all the remaining clothes on He Zixin's body with three strokes and five divisions, causing everyone in the hall to laugh.

He Zixin was ashamed and angry, she had seen her father killed by this gang of bandits before, and she was desperate for death, but now it seems that even this has become a luxury. She had a lump of clothes stuffed in her mouth, and she couldn't make a sound, only two lines of tears flowed silently down her cheeks.

Perhaps it was the role of beautiful women, at this time, in the lobby of the Angry Thunder Gang, the atmosphere was particularly harmonious, and the eyes of more than twenty big men swept over He Zixin's creamy skin, and their mouths were a little dry for a while.

A strong man sitting under Qian Lei's hand shouted outside the lobby: "Serve wine and food! What are you doing grinding and chirping? Cheer me up one by one today, don't let Commander Hong see the joke!"

After he shouted, there was no response outside the lobby.

In front of the envoy of the great prince, this happened, so that the Qian gang leader really couldn't hold his face, he made a color at the strong man, the strong man got up and opened the door, and walked out angrily.

It's just that he just went out less than twenty breaths, there was a loud bang, the door of the lobby was slammed open, and a dry and thin figure flew in, lying on the ground without moving.

The thin corpse on the ground seems to have been dead for a long time, and the position of the head and exposed arms has already taken on a skeleton shape, and he can't see his original appearance clearly, but the clothes on his body look exactly the same as the strong man who went out just now!