When it comes to Qing'er, Yuwen Haoyu's face looks a little ugly, but Zhang Shaoliang was surprised: "Really? No, although I think she has the intention, I think she shouldn't do that. She doesn't have the courage.
My son, I know this kid.”
Yuwen Haoyu raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at him. He looked less than thirty years old, but his mature tone was like seventy years old and eighty years old.
"Forget it, I don't plan to pursue it anymore. It's over. In the future, I won't let this happen again." Yuwen Haoyu lowered his eyes, pursed his thin lips, and then suddenly remembered something.
, asked Zhang Shaoliang: "How is Lord Cao's mansion repaired?"
"It's only a few days, it's early."
Zhang Shaoliang replied lightly, then looked at him with a look of discovery, his eyes shining: "I said... that, you have no money, right? It's really gone? Haha... It's okay, I
Some of them are, I'll lend you, as for the interest... let me calculate it, by the way, how much do you borrow?"
Yuwen Haoyu twitched his eyebrows slightly, and turned around and walked towards Luo Ling's room expressionlessly.
"Hey, don't leave. I'm serious. Old man Cao said he wanted me to take care of you. Let's do this. I'll pay less interest to you..."
"Bang!"
A loud noise suddenly interrupted Zhang Shaoliang's words, and Zhang Shaoliang immediately lay on the railing and looked down: "What's wrong? What's wrong?"
The first thing Yuwen Haoyu thought of was Luo Ling in the room. Even if the black tiger was guarding there, he could not be completely relieved. After all, even when he was by his side, Luo Ling was still being
Is it poisoned?
Seeing Yuwen Haoyu leaving in a hurry, Zhang Shaoliang knew it well, so he didn't drag him to say anything. Instead, he got up and jumped and landed in the inn hall...
"Customer, I'm so sorry. The shop is already full and cannot pick up customers. I'd better invite you..."
"Get out! I've booked this place today. Please ask someone to clean up the people in the store quickly. Otherwise, when I take action, I can't just say it!"
As he said that, the man who had entered the door suddenly pulled out the scimitar on his back: "Bang!" and slapped the shopkeeper on the table, scaring him to beg for mercy.
"Customer, I beg you, the young man is doing small business. The customers who live in the store all pay the house. Look..."
"What? You dare to ask for house money. I won't ruin you today!"
The fat man said, then raised the sword in his hand and fell to the shopkeeper's neck. The guests who were eating below were fleeing, frightened, and were actually a little scared.
There was no sound. In an instant, when the shopkeeper thought that his life had come to an end today, he only heard a light sound, and opened his eyes slightly, raised his hand and touched his neck,
Looking closely, I saw a young man standing in front of him with a water-blue robe with a stunned face and not waking up in his clothes. He turned his face and saw that the knife in his sweaty hand was missing.
He was about to chop his neck in a few inches, but he was blocked by a folding fan.
"Young Master...Young Master...Help..."
The shopkeeper looked at Zhang Shaoliang pitifully. Zhang Shaoliang smiled slightly and said, "Okay, but the room fee is free?"