A luxurious club in Shangjing, full of people, in a rather luxuriously decorated private room, whirling with obscene smell. I saw four or five beautiful girls in the private room, all sitting around Ximen Fanren, their eyes were confused, and they were ready to move.

"Ren Shao, you finally came to our royal family club today, Xiao Wan wants you to die." A young girl sitting in Ximen Fanren's arms pressed her lips to his ear, and said with a seductive expression.

Ximen Fanren smiled, and touched the girl's delicate and upright mountain peak with his big hand, and the girl let out a coquettish moan, but there was no intention of hindering, and let Ximen Fanren's movements go.

In front of Ximen Fanren, sat a young man of ordinary stature, smoking an expensive cigar in his hand. spit out a thick cigarette, looked at Ximen Fanren, and smiled slightly; "Ren Shao, today I heard that you invited the Three Sword Daoists, one of the five major enshrinements of the nobles, to deal with those young people, Ren Shao is really a good means. Even those characters are invited. ”

The young man was full of admiration, and Simon Fanren laughed; "That's natural, the people I Ximen Fanren want to do are not there that I can't get rid of. Then Ye Yu robbed Murong Qing'er that I fancied, he deserved to die! ”

As the words fell, there was a sudden burst of laughter; "Really?"

"Who?" Ximen Fanren's face was full of panic, and he quickly stood up, and the girl on his legs was like a panicked rabbit, and ran to the side in fright.

A palm suddenly appeared on the steel gate, and then with a bang, the iron gate weighing hundreds of catties was still flying in an instant, and five people appeared.

Standing at the front was Zhang Tiejun, who was full of muscles, shocking, looking at Ximen Fanren with eyes like electricity, with a mocking taste in his eyes. Appearing with him were Li Minghui and Qian Lei, both of whom also looked at Ximen Fanren sarcastically.

"Who are you?" Ximen Fanren looked at the three people in front of him, and he didn't have much impression in his mind, after all, it was Ye Yu who he wanted to deal with, but he didn't know Zhang Tiejun and the three.

"Do you know me, then?" Ye Yu suddenly walked over, followed by him, and there were also three sword dao people.

At this moment, the three sword people looked at Ximen Fanren with a deflated look, and suddenly showed a vicious gaze in their eyes. If he hadn't promised Ximen Fanren today that he had angered Ye Yu's perverts, he would not have become the miserable state he is now, and his whole body cultivation would be abolished.

Seeing that the Three Sword Daoists suddenly appeared beside Ye Yu, Ximen Fanren hurriedly said as if he had grabbed the life-saving grass; "Uncle Sanjian, did you bring Ye Yu's miscellaneous pieces?"

Zhang Tiejun and the others didn't speak, but Ye Yu smiled slightly; "Mr. Simon, I think you should be mistaken."

"What do you mean?" Ximen Fanren looked at Ye Yu suspiciously.

Ye Yu didn't look at him, just cast an ignorant look, and then looked into the private room, when the young man smoking a cigar hit Ye Yu's eyes, he was suddenly shocked, and hurriedly said; "You talk, this is none of my business." After finishing speaking, he ran away, and in a blink of an eye, there was no one.

Seeing that his friend actually ran away like this, Ximen Fanren gritted his teeth and touched his teeth, and then looked at the Sankendo people, and he didn't understand what was going on.

The Three Sword Daoists were finally angry, and he shook his head fiercely and said; "How can I, how can I help you with this obstacle."

"This?" Ximen Fanren was dumbfounded, he had never scolded his Uncle Sanjian for suddenly saying such things.

Zhang Tiejun and the others finally couldn't stand it anymore, and punched Ximen Fanren in the head, knocking him unconscious: "I've seen stupid, I've never seen you so stupid!" ”

Tonight, Yulong went to have some dinner with his friends, came back late, drank some wine, and was a little dizzy.