Three hundred and seventieth chapters have a heart
Lin Beichen turned his head and glanced at Wang Zhong.
The latter seemed to suddenly remember something, slapped his forehead, and said loudly: "I heard that a guest group from the exchange competition came to the city today, and the most distinguished person at the head was Yu Wanlou, the direct grandson of King Hai'an.
The person is Nie Fuguang, the nineteenth son of the lord of Xinjin, and the others are all geniuses from major secondary colleges in the province. Cui Minggui, the little city lord, is a guest at Wansheng Tower tonight, and is hosting a banquet for these peers, ten of them in total."
Lin Beichen was thoughtful.
He turned back to look at Cheng Qianqiu.
Cheng Qianqiu is also a young man of 16 years old, with outstanding appearance, straight facial features, well-tailored jade robe, and much better spirit than ordinary people of the same age.
He looked calm and looked at Lin Beichen with a faint smile in his eyes, hinting at the slightest hint of provocation.
He's just a house slave, but he has such a demeanor.
It can be seen that what kind of noble gentlemen are gathering in Wansheng Tower tonight.
"You'd better pray that nothing happens to Qianqian and Qianqian."
Lin Beichen snorted coldly and said, "Lead the way."
"Classmate Lin, please."
Cheng Qianqiu smiled faintly, turned around and led the way.
Lin Beichen took two steps, suddenly remembered something, and said, "Wait a minute."
Cheng Qianqiu paused and turned to look at Lin Beichen. The ridicule in his eyes became much more obvious. Although he did not speak, there were four words written between his eyebrows: What, are you afraid?
Lin Beichen turned back to the room, took several sets of personal clothes, uploaded them to [Baidu Cloud Disk], and then went downstairs.
"Let's go."
Before leaving the Zhuyuan, he winked at Wang Zhong.
Or he nodded with certainty immediately.
It wasn't until Lin Beichen disappeared into the distant night in a carriage that Wang Zhong scratched his head in distress.
What did the young master's look just now mean?
Could it be that he told himself and the city manager not to worry and to stay put, and that he would take care of everything himself?
On the carriage.
"Wang Zhong must have gone to look for Chu Hen and Ding Sanshi at this time. He also informed Chief Priest Qin that with these three thighs, he will go directly to Wansheng Tower tonight to kill these rich second-generation officials who are scratching lice on their tiger heads...
... If a strong dragon wants to suppress my local gangster, he is seeking death."
Lin Beichen thought confidently.
As expected of Uncle Wang who has been with me for such a long time, I can understand him with just one look.
It really makes sense.
He didn't look at Cheng Qianqiu who was sitting across from him. He suddenly realized, took out his mobile phone and opened [Baidu Cloud Disk].
"Gold coins can't be copied, but clothes can, right? Try..."
Lin Beichen took a chance and clicked on the 'incomplete copy' function to try to copy a few sets of clothes in case he needed to burn his mysterious energy during a fight.
but--
"Copy failed."
The prompt box popped up mercilessly.
Lin Beichen was extremely regretful.
When he looked up, he saw Cheng Qianqiu looking at him with a strange look. Lin Beichen was so angry that he immediately found someone to vent his anger to.
"What are you looking at?"
The prodigal son said with an unkind look in his eyes.
Cheng Qianqiu was stunned for a moment, then sneered and stopped looking at him.
Lin Beichen felt extremely regretful again.
This grandson is unworthy of the Tao.
Can't you just say, "What are you looking at?"
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Wansheng Building.
Private room No. 1 in Tianzi.
It is also the largest private room in the entire Wansheng Building.
There is a unique cave inside, which is divided into two parts: the hall and the hall.
The hall is about sixty square meters. On one side is a dark red willow wood shelf with porcelain books. On the other side is a weapons shelf with swords of different shapes and sizes. On one side is a window.
, and on the other side are three steps, connecting to the main hall.
There is a large round table in the main hall, which can seat twelve people.
It was already full by this time.
Sitting at the top is a young man dressed in purple brocade.
He looks about ten years old, with long black hair, a gold and jade headband on his forehead, long eyebrows and thin eyes, snow-white skin, slightly purple lips, thin and long, and sharp features, as if they were being cut with a knife or an axe.
Just like that, he was leaning on a big chair, shaking his legs and sneering, without any manners, and his whole body showed a carefree expression like "I am the most arrogant person in the world".
On the right is a man of the same age wearing white light armor. The Xinjin leader's medium-standard armor looks loose on his body. His skin is whiter than that of women, especially his face, which is almost bloodless, with a triangular face and cheeks.
His eyes were sunken, his eye sockets were sunken and black, and he looked like he had overindulged himself at a young age, and was even smeared with rouge.
On the left is a young woman wearing a jade-colored brocade dress. She has crystal white skin, exquisite facial features, smooth and graceful facial lines, willow-leaf eyebrows, almond eyes and peach cheeks. She can be said to be young and beautiful, but between the eyebrows, there is a high point.
Her arrogance was undisguised, and her frowning expression made it seem as if this exquisitely and elegantly decorated private room was like a thatched cottage in her eyes.
In addition, there are nine other young people of the same age.
Among these nine people, except Cui Minggui, the lord of the small city, the other eight are also around 18 years old.
All of them were dressed luxuriously and looked arrogant. You could tell at a glance that they were from a large family that was either rich or noble.
Especially the kind of temperament that has been cultivated through years of habitual giving and giving orders, which cannot be imitated and disguised by ordinary people.
"Master, we've brought you here."
Four warriors in black came in dragging two black bags.
Bang bang!
The bag was thrown on the ground.
Two figures struggled to get out of the bag.
Who else is it if it’s not Qianqian and Qianqian?
The two people wearing the swordsman uniforms of the Third Junior College had a look of panic on their beautiful and pure faces. Their hair was messy, hanging down in front of their eyes and covering both sides of their cheeks. A trace of snow was revealed between the goosenecks.
Her white and greasy skin gave everyone a pitiable feeling.
The moment they saw the two women, the young men at the banquet suddenly had a look of surprise in their eyes.
I thought that for a local bully in a remote town like Lin Beichen, the maid around him could not be a good thing.
Unexpectedly, she looked like Xiaojiabiyu, fair, young and pure, especially her frightened expression, which was enough to hit the hearts of many men in an instant.
"Who are you...? Why did you arrest us?"
Qianqian stood in front of Qianqian, trying her best to keep her expression calm, but her trembling body betrayed her inner feelings. She said in a trembling voice: "We two are the maids of Lord Lin Beichen, the God's Favorite. What are you doing?
Those who have broken the law... please let us go."
"that is."
Qianqian revealed her identity behind Qianqian, clenched her fists and said, "Otherwise, Master Lin will not let you go."
"Ha ha?"
"Hehehehe..."
The young people in the hall all laughed.
Only Cui Minggui, who had not known about it before, changed his expression drastically. He looked at the young man in purple clothes and said: "Little prince, what is going on? Didn't we agree on a private banquet? Why did you treat Lin Beichen's maid?
Caught?"
The unruly young man in purple clothes with disheveled hair leaned back on his chair, lazily ignoring Cui Minggui.
The young man with a triangular face and oily hair and pink face next to him, but wearing white light armor, chuckled, took a sip, and asked: "Lin Beichen, this bastard, is just a bully in the nest, but he dares to behave in such a despicable manner.
This method directly harmed the lives of Han Cheng and Tai Yuezi. This is obviously to give us power. Haha, if we don't say this, how can we continue to mix in the aristocratic circle of Fengyu Province in the future? Huh?
"
"But... you can't arrest someone's maid secretly," Cui Mingjie said, "It wouldn't sound good if word spread about this method."
The woman with an arrogant look smiled coldly and said: "A brain-dead prodigal is not worthy of us using fair and aboveboard means to deal with him."