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Seeing that he was poisoned and fell to the ground, Madame Rose snorted coldly and said:

"That's what meddling ends!"

Immediately, she slapped her hands three times and said:

"Someone!"

Immediately, six people walked in.

You Haitao, the leader of the Blue Dragon Gang, and Fang Ping, the housekeeper, walked in from outside the porch, while the other four people pushed open the side door leading to the hall and walked in. These people are also the four guild masters they have seen in the Happy Forest Inn.

Among them, the first old man wearing a white robe and a three-sheep beard was none other than the Qinglong Gang, the oldest guild leader, Wu Yuezhang, whose left arm was wounded by Nanjian in the inn, and was now hanging from his neck with a deck and cloth pocket, hanging from his chest.

The other is the white-faced scholar, Chen Ran, who was kicked in the chest by Nan Jian and spat out a few mouthfuls of blood, and now he seems to be much more energetic! Especially, when he stepped through the door and saw Nan Jian fall to the ground, his expression was very proud, and he almost didn't blow his whistle or hum a song!

The third one who walked in was Li Chaoqian, who was wearing a soft-footed hat and a cocked nose and rolled his lips, his face still seemed to show signs of being puffed by Nan Jiankuang, but his full spirit completely overshadowed these subtle details. As soon as he entered the door, he said excitedly:

"As the saying goes: a hundred stinkers can't match one Zhuge Liang!"

This sentence made Madame Rose complacent, and she smiled and said:

"It's a pity, but I'm a woman!"

"This is called a woman who does not let her eyebrows!" Finally, Jiang Miaofeng, who had a scar oblique on the left side of his face, stepped into the door and said, although he had a splint around his neck, and the doctor had repeatedly told him: Remember not to shake your head and look around for a week! However, when he walked in the door, he couldn't help but smile, pulling his eyelids down and tilting his neck, just to look at Nanjian lying on the ground--that kind of mood, there was a sense of urgency to get a sneak peek!

"The brothers have won the prize!" said Madame Rose triumphantly, "this is called, you can't live if you do your own evil!"

"Madam, what should we do with him now?" asked the leader of the Qinglong Gang, You Haitao, in a low voice in front of her, like a docile minion.

She turned her head and looked meaningfully at Nanjian on the ground, and there seemed to be a trace of regret in her eyes, and said leisurely:

"It's a pity that such an extraordinary person is a disobedient person!"

"But the obedient ones are often some wine bags and rice bags!" said suddenly, a loud voice sounded outside the door.

When everyone heard this, their faces changed greatly, and they were cautious one by one, and they walked up and saluted the people who came with their fists, and shouted in unison:

"Young Master Jin An!"

It turned out that this young master was still a man with a familiar copper mask, he wore a bright brown silk robe, and held a chiseled gold bone silk painting fan in his hand, and his body was well-proportioned, and his demeanor was elegant, and he walked in front of everyone in a majestic manner.

When Madame Rose saw this, she was pleasantly surprised, and immediately stepped forward, took him by the left hand, and snuggled up to him affectionately like a lover, and said gently:

"Didn't you say you wouldn't be here tonight?"

"It's a lot of business, how can it be done if you don't come!" he said, his voice immediately softened.

Then, he looked at her again, presumably with a very gentle expression, and asked her in a very calm tone:

"Well, are these things done?"

"At present, only the three major sects still do not agree!" said Madame Rose, "The rest of the sects and factions have also been controlled by our people!"

"Which three major sects still don't agree?" the other party asked, his tone obviously tinged with a hint of anger.

"Daoist Sect Wudang, Buddha Sect Shaolin, and the Giant Shark Gang in Jiangbei opposite us!" Lady Rose said unhurriedly, looking at his mask.

"Oh, isn't the matter on the Giant Shark Gang's side settled yet?" he said, turning his face to look at You Haitao, the leader of the Blue Dragon Gang with a frightened face, and asked.

Listening to the tone of the other party, it seems to be extremely dissatisfied. Therefore, You Haitao's fat face was dripping with beads of sweat the size of beans, and he said in a panic:

"The young master is angry, the morning after tomorrow, Pan Yuanqiang, the leader of the Giant Shark Gang, will bring someone over to negotiate!"

"And what are you going to do?" the copper-faced man asked coldly.

"Everything is ready!" You Haitao was full of confidence, slowly raised his head, looked at the copper-faced man and said, "I have sent someone to control his family, just wait for him to cross the river to sign this agreement!"

"What if he doesn't sign it?"

"Then he and his family will die!" You Haitao said with a determined look in his eyes, "This will be easier for us, because their deputy gang leader Chen Daliang is already one of ours, not to mention, he has been looking forward to his position as the leader of the Giant Shark Gang for many years!"

"Well, it seems that the brothers have done a lot of practical things. The copper-faced man said leisurely, and shook off the painting fan and shook it, "Very good, as for Shaolin and Wudang, these two major sects, it seems that it is necessary for me to go there in person!"

"Then what about this person in front of you?" Mrs. Rose suddenly pointed to Nanjian lying on the ground, and raised her charming face to ask the copper-faced man.

The bronze-faced man looked away from her face, looked at the man lying on the ground, and walked over; he squatted down, grabbed Nanjian's hand and touched it, as if hesitating!

"Bury him!"

So saying, he turned and walked towards the porch outside, but when he reached the door, he suddenly stopped again, and said lightly:

"Burn him more paper money!"

"I don't want paper money! I just want cash!" Suddenly, people turned around in surprise and saw Nanjian leaping up from the ground and said angrily.

"So you're not dead?" was the first to be questioned by Lady Rose, who looked stunned and didn't seem to believe what she was seeing.

When the copper-faced man heard this, he also turned around and asked in a very stern tone:

"What's going on?"

"No one can explain this," Nan Jian said, shaking off a drenched light yellow handkerchief in his right hand, "but, in fact, it is very simple, because I always hold the wine glass with this hand, and this handkerchief is also held in the palm of my hand, so every time I raise my head and drink is just a feint, but in fact, all the wine is sucked dry by this handkerchief!"

"Wonderful, I have to admire your extraordinary wisdom," the copper-faced man seemed to sneer at him, "Unfortunately, people who are too smart in the world will die early!"

"Why?" asked Nan Jian.

"Because you know too much!"

"The problem is, you can't beat me!" Nan Jian said in a very playful tone.

"Not necessarily!" said the bronze-faced man coldly.