The next morning, Zeng Yingjun slowly opened his eyes. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoLast night's charm still seems to be left around, which makes Zeng Yingjun have an endless aftertaste: Brother, I finally took off my first brother's hat!

I looked to the side, but found that it was empty. Zeng Yingjun was startled, and when he lifted the quilt, he saw a cloud of red on the bed, announcing that last night was not a dream. Zeng Yingjun hurriedly got up and searched around, but he didn't find Wang Xueyao.

Zeng Yingjun hurriedly walked out of the room and saw the old bustard sitting listlessly eating breakfast below. Zeng Yingjun hurriedly went down and asked the bustard, "What about the girl who accompanied me last night?"

As soon as this old bustard saw Zeng Yingjun, it didn't matter if it was Lin Yuhu's eldest brother or not, he said directly: "It's not enough to accompany you all night? Of course that girl went with someone else!"

'----------Boom' Zeng Yingjun heard the words as soon as his internal force was released, and his clothes instantly bulged as if they were inflated. The tables, chairs, benches, screens, and potted plants around him all flew out in all directions. The table in front of the bustard flipped over, and directly against her face shook her to the wall, and when the table fell to the ground, the old bustard had a bowl on his head, and there was no porridge on his face. It's just that at this moment, the old bustard can't care about this, but looks at Zeng Yingjun with a frightened face.

Zeng Yingjun slowly walked towards the bustard, and said in a cold voice: "Ask you again, where was the girl last night?"

"She, she's gone... Last night, last night, when I was ugly..... Ouch....... "As soon as the old bustard wanted to kowtow and beg for mercy, the bowl on her head fell off, and she felt that her head was burned a lot.

Zeng Yingjun said coldly: "You remember for me, that's my woman." If you dare to let her pick up any guests in the future, I will break your bones one by one and let you be tortured to death!" Zeng Yingjun finished speaking, and with a 'boom' on his feet, a shoe-shaped pit appeared under his feet.

The old bustard looked at the deep pit that appeared after Zeng Ying's handsome feet were taken away, and his scalp exploded.... Belch.... Half of it was scary, and half of it was hot. At this time, he stammered and said: "Shaoxia, you know the identity of that girl better than me! Of course I don't dare to let her pick up the guest, but if she wants to ...... herself"

"Then I'm going to tear down your bones!" Zeng Yingjun was quite unreasonable, this didn't need to be reasonable.

"I ..........," the bustard cried directly.

Zeng Yingjun finished threatening the bustard, turned around and was about to leave. At this time, a voice came from the second floor: "What's going on?

After that, some disheveled men and women came out of some rooms one after another. Zeng Yingjun then remembered that he was the one who came to find the Fuwang Mansion, and he almost forgot about it. Seeing everyone upstairs at this time, Zeng Yingjun suddenly said, "Which one is from King Fu's Mansion?"

At this time, a middle-aged man with a mustache came out and said, "I'm from Fuwangfu, boy, do you want to join Fuwangfu or?"

Zeng Yingjun looked at the mustache and said, "I have a treasure here that I want to dedicate to King Fu." I wonder if my brother would like to introduce me?"

The mustache's eyes lit up when he heard the word 'baby', but he still said in a cold voice: "Who can see King Fu if he wants to? You give me the treasure first, and I will bring it to King Fu." If King Fu is satisfied, he will summon you. ”

Zeng Yingjun said: "Is this for you?" After speaking, he looked at the people around him.

The mustache looked at it and hurriedly said, "Come to the room." This mustache saw that Zeng Yingjun was only twenty years old, and he didn't see Zeng Yingjun's internal and external qi and shook the tables and chairs, Zeng Yingjun's shoe-shaped pit was already small, Zeng Yingjun just blocked in front of the pit, and the mustache was upstairs, and he didn't find it. Otherwise, he wouldn't dare to stay alone with Zeng Yingjun.

Seeing Zeng Ying's handsomeness, the old bustard naturally didn't dare to talk much. Zeng Yingjun slowly went up to the second floor, and the mustache shouted: "What the hell are you looking at? Get out of here! Who the fuck dares to eavesdrop on a word, I cut off his ear." ”

The onlookers immediately dispersed, and then a good-looking woman in the room came out and said, "My lord, what are you shouting?"

The mustache said, "Xiaoyue, you also step down!"

When the woman heard this, she was about to be coquettish, but when she saw the mustache's eyes, she immediately left obediently.

When everyone was almost gone, the mustache led Zeng Yingjun into the house. Zeng Yingjun frowned as soon as he entered the room, there was a smell in it, as a 'person who came over', he knew very well what it was, but now was not the time to care about this.

Then the mustache asked, "Can you take out the things?"

Zeng Yingjun said: "Don't worry, I have a question I want to ask the adult, if the adult answers, I will give the thing to the adult." ”

"Do you want to confirm my identity? Little brother is really worried, who in this capital dares to pretend to be a person from the Fuwang Mansion. Still, you ask, and I can answer you. ”

The corners of Zeng Yingjun's mouth raised, and he asked, "Dare to ask my lord, but the son of the prime minister of Huangfu was arrested by the people of your Fuwang Mansion?"

The mustache was furious when he heard this: "Wow! You kid used to entertain me, and you don't have any treasures, right?"

"Hey, hey.... It seems that adults are still very smart!" Zeng Yingjun said jokingly.

"Look for death!" The mustache directly slapped Zeng Yingjun, in his opinion, Zeng Yingjun was only seventeen or eighteen years old, and he was a second-rate martial artist at most. Even if this kid is against the sky and is a first-class martial artist, his full palm is not so easy to receive.

Only the next moment, he froze. I saw that Zeng Yingjun didn't dodge or dodge, and directly let this palm hit his chest. The mustache wondered, but felt a sudden strong force from Zeng Yingjun's chest. The mustache secretly screamed badly, and it was too late to hide from it.

With a 'bang'---', the mustache flew out upside down, smashing the bed to pieces. I finally got up, and I spat out a mouthful of blood --- 'poof'.

"No, it can't be..... How, why are you.... Amazing? Hard, is it an old man.... The old-timers are disfigured?" the mustache looked at Zeng Yingjun with a shocked expression.

Zeng Yingjun slowly walked up to the mustache and said, "Now you can tell me, where is the son of the Prime Minister of Huangfu, right?"

"No, no, no.... No, I—I said..... The son of the Prime Minister of the Emperor .... Not in King Fu's Mansion, but in a separate courtyard on South Street in Beijing. It was one of the prince's properties. The mustache began to know everything.

Zeng Yingjun asked, "Why didn't you go to the palace?"

"Because this is an extraordinary time, the prince doesn't dare to go too far. After all, the threat of catching the heir of an important minister is certainly not good for spreading it. Locked in another courtyard, if there is an accident, the prince can completely shirk it. The courtyard was guarded by a top master, three first-class martial artists, and ten second-rate martial artists. "The mustache breathes a little smoother, and he speaks fluently.

Zeng Yingjun connected the dots on the mustache, this is the killing method in the hands of the Nine Palaces Lock Acupoint, this mustache will die in another hour. Zeng Yingjun finished ordering and said, "You have an hour now, lead the way!"

"You, what did you do to me?" The mustache saw that Zeng Yingjun ordered him to go out of the acupuncture hole, but the strange thing was that he could not only move, but also use his skills. He didn't believe that Zeng Yingjun's strength would be useless.

Zeng Yingjun said: "You may not know it, Jiugong Lock Acupointist, have you heard of it? Anyway, you have to believe that you only have one hour." ”

"It turned out to be the Nine Palaces....... What??" The mustache's eyes widened and almost bulged out of his sockets: "You say, 'Nine Palace Lock Acupoint Maker'? This is the 'Hao Divine Doctor' in the rivers and lakes decades ago who saved people and killed people?"

"So you've heard it, so save me from explaining, you've wasted a cup of tea. Zeng Yingjun said neatly.

The mustache's face changed, and he hurriedly bowed down and said, "Little.... Senior, please follow me. With that, he turned around and walked out of the room.

After the two went downstairs, the mustache was about to go out, but Zeng Yingjun shouted, "Wait a minute! Have you forgotten something?"