Until, completely sure that no one was following behind, he half-squatted and gasped for air.

"Haha, these fools. I really thought I was the thirteenth prince of the Huwang Mansion. ”

Baozhu couldn't help but laugh.

Mo Liangyu was speechless: "Don't be too complacent, son-in-law, your identity can't stand scrutiny." ”

"In less than half a day, the identity of the son-in-law will be revealed."

Just now, the son-in-law was holding a brick and knocked down several Fusang people in a row.

This feud has been settled.

The people of Fusang do not regret giving up, and will definitely go to the Huwang Mansion to ask for an explanation.

When the time comes, just ask.

Is there such a person as her in the house?

Baozhu touched the bridge of his little nose and waved his hand indifferently: "Let's go, let's go back and change a set of clothes, take the guys, and then go to the Hai family." ”

The son-in-law really wants to come out and go to the Hai family so quickly?

Mo Liangyu didn't know what medicine was sold in the treasure bead gourd, so she could only say whatever she wanted.

Back in the rented yard, they all changed into a set of clothes.

A carriage was specially rented, and this time Baozhu was wearing a purple robe, opening the curtains, and a pair of big black eyes, curiously looking at the street scene on both sides.

"Send someone to send a letter to the Zhicun family, their Zhicun family has been captured by us, and if they want people to be safe, they will take the silver to the Huwang Mansion to ransom people."

Baozhu said to Mo Liangyu, who was riding a horse on the side: "By the way, I also sent a letter to all the martial arts halls of Fusang people in Dongzhou City, saying that my son will come to the door tomorrow to kick the hall, let them wash their necks and wait." ”

Mo Liangyu was helpless and sent people to deliver the news continuously.

Riding a horse, he followed the carriage slowly and asked, "What else do you have to explain besides this?" ”

"Yes, there is. Let the people of the entire Dongzhou Martial Arts Hall go to watch the battle tomorrow and let them see and understand. The people of Fuso are not indestructible, and in the eyes of this son, they are no different from green vegetables and turnips. ”

Baozhu said with a smile.

Mo Liangyu was silent.

The arrogant appearance of the son-in-law is even more domineering than those wandering streets.

What Feng Yangjun was worried about still happened.

It's only been a day in Dongzhou.

The son-in-law planned to turn the whole Dongzhou troublemaker upside down.

That's it!

Feng Yangjun said that it would be good if the son-in-law made all her decisions accordingly.

He did as Baozhu told him, and thought about what if the basket was too big to hold on?

He also ordered people to secretly prepare a way out, once the identity of the son-in-law was known by the Huwang Mansion and the Fusang people, the people in the city would definitely chase and kill them frantically.

When the time comes...... But it's all alone.

The carriage soon stopped at the gate of the Hai family.

Mo Liangyu took the lead in dismounting and asked people to knock on the door of the Hai family.

The Hai family is also a family with a head and face in Dongzhou, although it is not reused by the king of Shanghai.

But the family's heritage is still there.

The door soon opened, and the little servant poked his head out, saw Mo Liangyu dressed in luxury clothes at the door, and then looked behind him.

The little boy in brocade who jumped off the carriage felt raw.

"This is the Hai family, I don't know this adult's noble surname, so I'll go back and inform the head of the family."

"Our son-in-law wants to see your master to discuss a deal, so he will say...... Our son is the thirteenth son of the Huwang Mansion. ”

Mo Liangyu said coldly.

The little servant glanced at the orb that had already walked to the door in surprise, and he was in a trance, the orb had already squeezed in through the crack in the door with an iron lump.

"What's the report, how troublesome." Baozhu took a few steps, then turned to the little guy who ran to stop him.

"Little boy, who are you? Why don't you just break in without waiting for a briefing? ”

The little guy hurriedly stopped the orb, saw Mo Liangyu and the others were wearing weapons on their waists, and asked with a defensive face.

Baozhu hugged the iron pimple, looked at the little guy in front of him, and turned to look at Mo Liangyu again.

"Childe, it's really not good to break through."

Mo Liangyu said in a low voice.

Baozhu pursed his lips and sighed.

She snapped the iron lump on the ground and sat on it with her little ass: "Okay, then I'll sit here and wait for your master." ”

The little guy was suspicious, looking at the murderous people who were full of Baozhu.

Hurriedly went to find the housekeeper, and then ran to ask the master of the Hai family.

The butler came panting, and saw Baozhu sitting at the gate, and behind him stood a row of guards wearing black power suits and weapons on their waists.

My heart suddenly sudden, which living ancestor is this, why did he run to their Hai family?

He didn't know about the martial arts training ground yet.

After all, there is still a mess over there, just one in the east and one in the west.

"I don't know where the little boy is? Why did our Hai family come? ”

The butler asked politely.

Seeing that these people in front of him are not easy to provoke, in order not to cause trouble for his master, he has always looked at people's eyes.

As a housekeeper, this is a must-have skill for him.

"I want to see your master, you can't be the master of this matter."

Baozhu puffed and held his chin to look at him.

Butler: "......"

This little boy's temperament is really big.

"Our son is the thirteenth son of the king of Shanghai, and I came today to discuss a business with your master."

Mo Liangyu repeated what he had just said.

The thirteen sons of the Huwang Mansion?

On the other side, the head of the Hai family followed the little guy towards the main courtyard, and heard the little guy say that the person who came was the thirteenth prince of the Shanghai Palace.

couldn't help but think about it, when did he see the thirteen princes of the Huwang Mansion?

Soon relieved, the king of Shanghai had many sons.

There are not many who stand out, and it's not strange if you don't remember, it's just ...... This thirteenth son, brought someone to the door and said that he had a business to do, it was a little unreasonable, right?

With a stomach full of questions, he walked to the main courtyard.

From a distance, I saw the glaring iron bump sitting at the gate, under the buttocks.

Looking at the person sitting on it again, he couldn't help but keep twitching the corners of his mouth.

Is this really the thirteenth prince of the Huwang Mansion?

Where did he get the shipbuilding drawings of their Haijia?

Others may not recognize it, but he recognized it at first sight when he saw the black bump, which he asked the Lu family to specially forge with dark iron.

Hai family's things, how could he not recognize them.

"Where did the little boy get this thing?"

He quickened his pace and walked over to the orb, staring at the iron bump beneath her ass and asked.

"You want to know?"

Baozhu raised his head and looked at the big-bellied head of the Hai family in front of him.

"This thing belongs to my Hai family, and it was obtained by the Fusang people before, how did you get it from the Fusang people, little boy?"

Mo Liangyu glanced at the people around him, took a step forward, and walked in front of the head of the Hai family: "The head of the Hai family really wants to know, can you move and speak?" ”

The smile on the face of the Hai family master gradually disappeared, and he glanced at the orb that had already stood up and was holding the black pimple.

nodded solemnly: "The two of you will follow me to the study." ”

In the study, after someone brings pastries.

Only the three of them remained.

The head of the Hai family looked at the jewel that was eating the pastry, and the black pimple was under her feet.

I couldn't help but rub my eyebrows.

"Now can you tell the old man why you have this thing?"