Jinan City. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Now, it's dusk.

It's a very lively city, and the streets are crowded with all kinds of people, men, women, old and young, supporting the elderly, holding babies......

On both sides of the street, there are all kinds of shops, some selling groceries, some selling tea, some selling clothes, some selling rouge gouache, and most of the shops display their best goods to lure the eyes of passers-by.

They are also looking at the pedestrians on the road, and the look in their eyes is like the pedestrians looking at the goods, the interest of the passers-by is in their goods, but their interest is in the money bags of the passers-by.

"Childe, what are we doing here?" Zuo Mingzhu followed behind Yue Que with a sword, walking on the most lively street in Jinan City.

"Watch a good show, wait for a friend. ”

"Let's go, let's find an inn to rest. ”

The two of them were dressed in brocade clothes, with extraordinary appearance and temperament, and attracted a lot of attention along the way, but because of the "extravagance" of the two of them, they did not dare to come forward to sell goods.

"Yuelai Inn?!" Yue Que looked at the flags that kept flying in front of the inn, and the four big characters on the flag were the name of this inn.

"What's wrong with Childe?" Seeing Yue Que staring at the four big characters on the banner, Zuo Mingzhu couldn't help but ask.

"Mingzhu, do you know how many places this Yuelai Inn has in Daming?"

As if thinking of seeing the name of this inn in Jiangnan before, Yue Que suddenly asked.

"This amount, if others may not know, but I still know!"

Zuo Mingzhu heard the words and explained: "Throwing a cup villa, although it is not a first-class villa in the martial arts, it is far inferior to the 'Wuzhao Villa' of the Guanzhong Plains clan in terms of nobility, and it is not as long as the 'Shenjian Villa' in terms of origin, and it is not as good as the 'Xue Jiazhuang' that has the world's number one swordsman Xue Yiren. ”

"But there is an advantage, the other three first-class mountain villas in the martial arts are not on it. ”

"That's the recipe for sea bass in the Throwing Cup, but it's what all the inns in the world dream of. ”

"Therefore, the Throwing Cup Villa is also the mountain villa that deals with the world's inns most frequently. ”

Yue Que looked at Zuo Mingzhu's proud little face and said with a smile: "You girl, you have said so much, you are praising your family, and you haven't answered my questions." ”

Zuo Mingzhu grinned, and said in a crisp voice: "In the territory of Daming, the approximate number of this Yuelai Inn is four hundred and ninety-nine, if you don't count the number outside the customs, it is this number." ”

smiled, Zuo Mingzhu's face immediately became serious, and he said in a very serious tone: "It is said that the beggar gang is the largest gang in the world, but this inn is only comparable in comparison." ”

"My father told me that the person standing behind the inn has a mysterious identity, and he is afraid that he is rich and rivals the country. ”

"At the beginning, there were many thugs who attacked the idea of Yuelai Inn, but in the end, they all mysteriously disappeared. ”

Four hundred and ninety-nine inns.

It's not even outside the gates.

Hearing this, Yue Que's heart couldn't help but be surprised.

The wealth that has been gathered over the years, and it is only a matter of underestimation to say that the so-called rich countries are rivaled. I'm afraid that except for the person standing behind him, no one else knows.

If this Yuelai Inn is a kind of power, then its scale is only shocking.

There was an intuition that Yue Que felt that this Yuelai Inn was not simple.

I'm afraid that the four hundred and ninety-nine are just the existence of the open, what is in the secret?

How many people know?

Apparently.

Spring comes and winter, I don't know how many people have died in the rivers and lakes, but this Yuelai Inn has been able to exist for so long, and its connotation is definitely not as simple as it seems.

Yue Que pressed the thoughts in his heart and stepped into the inn with Zuo Mingzhu.

It's bustling and very lively.

The two went up to the second floor amid the eager service of the guys in the store, and chose a window facing the street to look at the bustling crowd on the street below.

In fact, there are many people in the rivers and lakes who enter the inn and like to find a location by the window.

First, it has a good view of the surrounding scene, and second, if something bad happens, the window is the best place to escape.

Therefore, people who choose windows for meals have a faint sense of insecurity in their hearts.

Of course, for Yue Que, the main reason why he chose to face the window was definitely not that he felt insecure.

Rather, sitting here, he could see the casino on the other side of the street.

Happy Hall!

Three golden characters of dragons flying and phoenixes dancing sparkle in the light.

This is the largest casino in Jinan.

It is also one of the purposes of Yue Qu's trip.

At this moment, many of the shopkeepers who had finished eating and drinking from the Yuelai Inn entered the Kuaiyi Hall across the street one after another.

Seeing that Chu Liuxiang's businessman in disguise had been in for a long time, Yue Que, who had finished eating and drinking, was about to step into the Happy Hall with Zuo Mingzhu, but was stopped by the man in black.

In the moonlight, the face of the man in black was like that of a dead man, without the slightest expression, as if nothing could touch his heart. He had a long, thin sword with no scabbard, as if it were ready to kill at any moment. The most special thing is his small eyes, sharp and bright, cold and terrifying, but they look even more terrifying than the sword on his body.

"Well, the Central Plains is a little red?!" Although the tone in Yue Gap was questioning, the meaning was unquestionable.

The black-clothed man's green eyes shot out a strange light, and he said word for word: "Yue is missing?!

His voice was strange and distinctive, cold, low, hoarse, short, as if it had come from a human throat, and though it was low, it had a piercing magic that made one never forget a word he had spoken.

Yue Que said slowly: "There is no blood in the killing, and there is a little red under the sword." I heard that you are the killer with the highest price in the world, could it be that someone paid for Yue's head?"

His voice was calm and confident, and at the same time there was a bit of laziness that seemed to be misanthropic.

Zhongyuan said a little red: "No, I want to challenge you!"

As he spoke, the long sword hanging from his waist reached his hand at some point, and suddenly stabbed out.

The sword was incredibly fast, and he stabbed out with his long sword, as if no one in the world could dodge it from a distance of a foot.

His swordsmanship may not be considered to be the pinnacle, but the ferocity and viciousness of his shots are rarely matched by people in the rivers and lakes, and his eyes are also flashing with cruel, beast-like blue light, as if the biggest hobby in his life is to kill people, and the purpose of his survival is also to kill.

The posture of his swinging sword was also very peculiar, and the parts below his elbow seemed to be not moving, but he stabbed the sword out with the strength of his wrist.

He never bothered to put in the extra effort when he didn't have to.