The originally noisy accusations suddenly died down as Daru showed his fierceness. These scholars subconsciously avoided Daru's fierce eyes, and their righteous spirit was completely suppressed.

Zhang Lang took a sip of wine, shook his head, smiled bitterly, and muttered: "We people here always like to say things to convince people with reason! But in the face of these wolf-minded guys, reasoning is of no use!"

Xue Qing and Yan Lan looked at Zhang Lang and waited for Zhang Lang's order before they would teach the Huns a lesson.

Zhang Lang looked at the arrogant and fearless Huns, but he did not intend to intervene immediately. He hoped that someone could cope with such a situation.

However, Zhang Lang's hope did not come true after all. Daru was fierce and powerful, scolding everyone present with a provocative and contemptuous tone and attitude. All the drinkers present were suppressed by the other party and did not dare to speak out.

Even the young scribe who dared to come forward to accuse the Huns just now was helped down by his companions and completely died down!

The saint told them to convince others with reason, but now that they cannot convince others with reason, they have completely turned into lambs to be slaughtered!

Xu Cheng couldn't help but whispered: "It's really infuriating!"

Zhang Lang smiled, picked up the wine glass and drank a sip.

After Daru made a big noise, he was very excited when he saw that everyone present did not even dare to express his anger. He immediately raised his right hand and shouted loudly: "Young men, let these lamb-like Han people see the power of our great Huns."

Brave!"

His entourage immediately loudly agreed and rushed towards the singing stage in the middle. At this moment, the singer who was originally playing and singing on the singing stage was no longer on the stage and had hidden somewhere.

A large group of Huns jumped onto the singing platform, first let out a howl like wild beasts, and then started dancing. The dance was definitely not beautiful, just like a group of jackals, tigers and leopards jumping around, and at the same time they made bursts of roars to challenge their prey!

The huge roar echoed throughout the entire hall, causing the original beautiful atmosphere to disappear, and the entire hall turned into a hunting ground!

The drinkers present were all pale and on pins and needles, and they had no idea what to do when faced with the fierce Huns!

Zhang Lang shook his head and said: "I've had enough! Xue Qing, Yan Lan, tell them to shut up!"

Xue Qing and Yan Lan couldn't bear it for a long time. When they heard Zhang Lang's order, they immediately jumped up!

Those Huns were howling excitedly. Unexpectedly, two figures suddenly jumped from the air. They were knocked to the ground before they could react! They had no ability to resist at all! The original howling of excitement suddenly turned into

Screams of agony!

When Daru came back to his senses, he saw that all his men on the stage were lying on the ground, crying out in mourning, while a man and a woman who had no idea where they came from were standing among his men! Obviously, the one who suddenly knocked down his men was

That man and woman!

Daru was furious and pointed at Xue Qing. Yanlan roared: "You are so bold, how dare you attack us!..."

At this time, the drinkers in the lobby finally understood what had happened. Everyone's eyes widened and showed excitement. Some people couldn't help but want to cheer loudly, but they endured it after all!

Daru stared at the man and woman standing on the singing stage, feeling extremely angry. He suddenly shouted and wanted to jump on the singing stage to attack the man and woman!

However, at this moment, he suddenly felt a very powerful arm pressing on his shoulders. His jump was immediately suppressed and he was unable to jump up!

Daru was furious and shouted: "Who dares to attack my great Huns envoy!"

"Messenger of the Huns? Haha, I don't even know how many Huns I have killed. Do you think I dare to attack you?" A mocking laugh came from behind.

Daru was startled, and quickly turned around and looked behind him, and saw a young man in casual clothes, not particularly strong and tall, but as sharp as an unsheathed sword, standing not far away and looking at him with a smile.

Daru's beast-like consciousness made him immediately feel an unprecedented danger. He subconsciously took a step back and asked, "Who are you?"

Yan Lan suddenly jumped down from the singing platform and swept her foot on the crook of Daru's leg. Daru groaned, couldn't help bending his legs and knelt down in front of Zhang Lang with a plop.

"How dare you be rude in front of the Fourth Young Master!" Yan Lan shouted coldly.

Daru was stunned, and then his face changed drastically. He quickly looked at Zhang Lang who was standing in front of him and looked down at him. He couldn't help but swallowed his saliva and asked: "You, you are the fourth son of the Prime Minister of the Han Dynasty, the lieutenant general of the Yulin Army.

!?…”

Zhang Lang smiled and asked: "What? Do you know me?"

Seeing that the other party had admitted it, Daru could not help but feel infinite fear in his heart. He immediately regretted that he should not have provoked this evil star by running rampant here.

Then he said with a smile on his face: "I naturally know the reputation of the Fourth Young Master. I didn't expect that I would meet the Fourth Young Master here. This is really an honor for me!"

The surrounding drinkers, who had been trembling under the fierce power of the Huns and dared not come out, now saw those rampant and ferocious Huns, and they seemed to have changed, and they knelt down in front of the Fourth Young Master and began to flatter themselves.

I couldn’t help but be dumbfounded!

Many people couldn't help but have a strange feeling in their hearts. They just felt that they had seen it wrong. Why did the Huns, who were so arrogant and arrogant just now, suddenly turned into obedient kittens?!

A drinker rubbed his eyes, probably thinking he was daydreaming.

Zhang Lang looked at Daru with a smile on his face. He originally planned to destroy him, but at this moment he felt that he couldn't do it anymore.

He raised his head and glanced at the mourning Huns lying on the ground on the stage, and said loudly: "Throw them down!"

Xue Qing immediately took action, no, it should be said that he moved his feet, and kicked all the Huns lying on the singing platform down one by one, without any politeness.

Zhang Lang saw many figures gathered behind the screen not far away. He knew that the person in charge of Yiyue Pavilion had arrived, so he raised his voice and said, "Bring the war drum!"

The person in charge behind the veil immediately gave instructions to the people around him, and then five or six maids from Yiyue Pavilion came in carrying a huge war drum and placed it on the singing platform.

Zhang Lang glanced at Daru, who was still kneeling on the ground and did not dare to get up, and said: "You Huns just performed your songs and dances. As the saying goes, it is not polite to reciprocate, so I will give you a song!"

Then he walked onto the singing stage.

At this time, everyone's eyes were focused on Zhang Lang. Yan Lan looked particularly confused. She had no idea what Zhang Lang wanted to do.

At this time, behind the veil not far away, Yueying, dressed in men's clothing, was watching Zhang Lang who was on the stage. The maid on the side couldn't help but ask: "Miss Yueying, what is he going to do?"

Yueying shook her head and said nothing. An idea came to her mind that even she couldn't believe. Could he be singing?
Chapter completed!