The plot described in this poem is vividly presented in front of Qin Yun's eyes. There is endless tenderness, endless charm, and even the air has a pink, sweet and waxy smell, which makes his heart soften.
water.
The appearance of Qin Yun and Yan Lingyun also caused a small sensation here.
Pieces of brocade handkerchiefs fell down like snowflakes, and the girls standing on the pavilion tried their best to attract their attention. From time to time, servants in green clothes came forward to greet them diligently, trying to keep them.
Although the attire of the two couples is not luxurious, but the aura of the royal nobles and the powerful Xian Yao are approaching, these brothels are living in the brothel, all of them have no trouble in their eyes, and they can tell at a glance who is the real distinguished guest.
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However, neither Yan Lingyun nor Qin Yun were moved by their temptation at all and walked straight forward.
Bang! Bang!
Suddenly there were two dull low sounds, and two shadows suddenly flew out of a brothel in front of them. They fell heavily on the street paved with bluestone slabs and turned into rolling gourds, which happened to block Qin Yun and Yan Yan.
Ling Yun’s way out!
Qin Yun's eyes narrowed and he stopped. He saw that these two unlucky guys were all dressed as followers. Their noses were bruised, their faces were swollen, their clothes were torn, and they had been beaten badly. One of them seemed to have broken his arm, and he was lying on the ground moaning in pain.
"Bah! What kind of country bumpkin dares to come to the Marriott Building to show off his power? The master of your family can't protect himself, so get out of here!" A young man in brocade clothes came out and spit thick phlegm at them, mockingly saying: "Don't do that.
You are being said to be unreasonable and I will give you money for medicine to treat your injuries!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he shook his hand and threw out a handful of silver barley, which rained down on the two of them.
At this time, there were a lot of onlookers nearby. The young man's behavior was absolutely arrogant, but no one said anything to stop him. Instead, they all moved back to avoid it.
There are countless high-ranking officials and dignitaries in the city. Those who dare to be so arrogant must have an extraordinary background. Where ordinary people dare to provoke them, the wisest way to protect yourself is to clean up the snow in front of you.
But luckily, the young man in the brocade robe used a little more force and threw a few silver barley pieces directly at Yan Lingyun's feet, bouncing back and hitting his calf.
Yan Lingyun, who originally had a faint smile, suddenly darkened his face and glared at his opponent like a knife.
The young man in brocade noticed it, and had no intention of apologizing. Instead, he met Yan Lingyun's gaze and sneered: "What? Do you still want to stand up for these two guys? If you have the guts, come in with me!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he turned around and went back into the Marriott Building, not bothering to look at Yan Lingyun again, as if he was sure that the latter would not dare to follow him in.
Yan Lingyun smiled instead, turned to Qin Yun and said: "Since we have already called in the formation, let's go in and take a look. Although Wanhao Building is not as good as Huaman Building and Yanyu Building, it is also one of the best buildings in Yanluo Fang!
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Qin Yun smiled and said: "Okay!"
He saw everything that happened just now. With Yan Lingyun's strength, not to mention a few small silver barley, even a few steel knives would be bounced away by the body's protective energy. How could he be hit?
Medium calf!
Therefore, Yan Lingyun must have done it intentionally.
Under the astonished gazes of the onlookers, the two walked into the Marriott Building with their heads held high.
Entering is a hollow hall, luxuriously decorated and beautifully furnished, but the atmosphere is not very good. A group of seven or eight people surrounded the two rooms, and many guests and girls hid in the distance or upstairs to watch.
Surrounded were a chubby young man and a middle-aged man in a gray shirt. The former was hiding behind the middle-aged man with a look of horror on his face, as if he was about to collapse to the ground at any moment.
It can be seen from his dress that he comes from a wealthy family.
The middle-aged man who was protecting him had his back straight, his arms drooped in a protective posture, his upper body was stained with blood, and his eyes were sternly looking at a man in white robes who was sitting on the Grand Master's chair not far away.
The man in the white robe was about twenty-seven or eighty years old, with a handsome appearance and a pale face. There was an indescribable arrogance between his eyebrows. He held a beautiful woman in his right arm, played with a fan in his left hand, and said lightly
: "Little fat man, you are really courageous. With how much money you have, you dare to steal a girl from me. Do you know who owns this Marriott Building?"
The fat young man was shaking all over and dared not answer him, but the middle-aged man in gray shirt said in a deep voice: "My young master didn't understand the rules when he first came to Yanjing and offended you. I also asked you to pay a large sum of money. I am here to apologize to you!"
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After he finished speaking, he clasped his hands and bowed deeply to the other party.
"apologize?"
The man in the white robe reached out and caressed the face of the woman in his arms, and said with a strange smile: "Our rules here, this is not how to make amends."
The middle-aged man in gray shirt took a deep breath and asked, "What do you want, sir?"
At this time, the fat boy seemed to have suddenly gained courage. He stuck his head out and said in a trembling voice: "I can compensate you. Lots and lots of money. I'll give it to you as much as you want!"
"Money?" The man in the white robe was stunned and looked at him like an idiot: "You are talking to me about money? Do you think I owe you that much money? You are really laughing to death!"
The followers standing next to him all laughed, looking at the two of them with contempt in their eyes.
"My conditions are very simple!"
The man in white robe pushed the woman in his arms away, sat up straight and reached out to lift his robe, pointing at his crotch and said: "If you two want to leave here, then kowtow three times and then get under me."
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Such conditions were absolutely insulting to the extreme. No matter how hard the middle-aged man in gray shirt swallowed his anger, he couldn't help but get furious and clenched his fists with both hands.
But the fat young man behind him seemed to have received an amnesty. He immediately flew over and knelt down in front of the man in white robe, kowtowed three times in a row, and then crawled towards the crotch of the man in white robe using his hands and feet.
The speed of his reaction and the agility of his movements actually startled the man in white robe. However, he couldn't help laughing after understanding. He kicked the fat boy away before he could get into his crotch, and said with a wild laugh: "
You are really good material for a dog. If I am in a good mood today, I will spare you for once. Get out of here!"
The fat boy immediately crawled out of the door and fled, leaving the middle-aged man in gray shirt in the hall.
The man in white robe fell on him and asked with a smile: "It's your turn now!"
The middle-aged man in gray shirt stood motionless, his face full of vicissitudes of life showed a look of sadness that was too thick to be erased, but his eyes became extremely sharp, and he said in a deep voice: "I only do in and out.
Dog, you want my life to be easy, but you want me to kowtow and drill my crotch, but you absolutely cannot!"
These few words he said were so resolute and resounding that they contained endless grief and indignation.
"Okay! If you have backbone, you are much better than your useless master!"
The man in white robe clapped his hands and said with a cruel smile: "I like to chew hard bones the most. I hope you won't disappoint me!"
Before he finished speaking, two warriors immediately stepped forward and attacked the middle-aged man in gray shirt with fists and kicks. They were so fast and powerful that the sound of their fists and kicks piercing the air was loud!
** Yanjing strictly prohibits the use of swords and weapons to fight, and violators will be severely punished. Therefore, although these two warriors both carry long swords, they still use fists and kicks to attack and defeat the enemy. It can be seen from their skillful cooperation and fierce offensive that the two warriors
This is by no means the first time that someone has acted violently before committing suicide.
Although the middle-aged man in gray shirt was well prepared, his opponent's attack was too fierce, and since he was one against two, he could only retreat and raise his arms to parry.
Snap! Snap!
He blocked a samurai's long fist attack with his right arm, but was unable to completely dodge another opponent's flying side kick. He received a severe kick on his left shoulder and staggered back to the right.
The two samurai who had the upper hand took advantage of the situation and punched the middle-aged man in gray shirt's head and neck with their fists. Then they rushed forward and swept his knees with their legs, without giving him any chance to breathe.
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The middle-aged man in gray shirt was not very strong in boxing and kicking skills. He couldn't avoid it in a hurry, so he could only close his eyes in despair, preparing to endure the pain.
There was excitement in the eyes of the man in white robes, and he seemed to see the middle-aged man in gray robes lying on the ground struggling and wailing in pain. This was his favorite scene.
There used to be many people who believed in their toughness, but all of them turned into worms in the end if they fell into his hands. The man in white robe does not think that today's middle-aged man in gray shirt will be an exception!
But seeing the middle-aged man in gray shirt about to fall under the attack of the two warriors, suddenly a figure cut between the three men like lightning, punching and raising his legs while blocking their fatal attack!
Bang! Bang!
Fist to fist, the two fists collide head-on in the air!
Leg to leg, the two calves cross and touch hard!
Everyone present clearly heard the sound of bones shattering at the moment of impact!
The expression of the warrior who punched suddenly changed, and he involuntarily took three steps back. Beads of sweat could not help but ooze from his forehead, and there was a trace of pain and fear in his originally fierce eyes.
His companion was even more unbearable. After the calf collided with Qin Yun's leg, it was broken on the spot. His entire body was spinning and flying backwards. He fell to a place five or six steps away and howled loudly, which made him tremble with fear.
The man in white robe suddenly stood up from his chair and stared at Qin Yun fiercely: "Who are you?!"
He looked like he was going to eat Qin Yun alive, and his eyes were full of endless violence.
The person who suddenly took action to repel the two warriors was Qin Yun. He ignored the man in white robes, but turned to the middle-aged man in gray shirt, smiled and said: "Uncle Mu, are you okay?"
The middle-aged man in gray shirt who had narrowly escaped death could not believe his eyes. He stared blankly at Qin Yun, with an incredible look in his eyes. He was so excited that he could hardly speak: "You, you, you are
