"Wow, it's really scary!" Li He patted his trembling chest and calmed himself down: "There are so many bad people in Chu State."
In fact, there are many people like this in Wu State, but when he was in Wu State, how could Li He have the chance to come to a place like this?
"It will be less after tonight." Jin Ju smiled and patted the war horse's neck with his hand. The two war horses pulling the carriage automatically pulled the carriage towards the other side of the alley.
Li He has been raised in a boudoir by the Li family, and will be used as a marriage tool in the future so that he can marry into a good family.
She had learned arithmetic and household management before, but this was her first time dealing with such a ruffian.
As for why Ma Jiu, Wang and Liu could see panic, fear and other emotions in Li He, it can only be said that women are born actors and do not need any training.
After splashing cold water on his face, Ma Jiu woke up. His head hurt badly and his vision was blurry.
"What's your name?" The person asking was a woman.
The scenery gradually became clearer.
A woman stood in front of her. She was tall and seemed to be half a head taller than herself.
There was another woman standing not far from them, fiddling with something with an extremely long sword.
Ma Jiu was certain in his heart - no matter what, women are easier to deal with than men.
Then Ma Jiu realized that he was not tied up, his hands and feet were free, and he felt more confident.
"What's your name?" the woman repeated.
"Who are you? You dare to bring me here? Do you know who I am?" Ma Jiu asked without answering.
Don't lose your momentum while wandering around on the road.
As a result, the woman stretched out her hand and just grasped it on Ma Jiu's forearm. With a 'click' sound, Ma Jiu's forearm suddenly became thinner in the middle and thicker on both sides, like a dumbbell.
Ma Jiu screamed like he was killing a pig.
"What's your name?" the woman asked again.
"Kill me if you dare. The black snake won't kill you. I'll take your surname!" Ma Jiuzheng's eyes were red with pain. How could he still have the heart to answer the question?
The sword flashed and the head fell to the ground.
The woman took back the long knife, stuck it on the ground behind her, and cursed: "Does this kind of bastard deserve to have my mother's last name?"
"Sister Mei, don't we all have the same surname as the young master? How can we have our own surname?" Jin Ju said.
"Then we can't let him have my surname. We don't have to tarnish the young master's surname."
Hongmei said something and turned back to ask Wang Liu: "What's your name?"
Ma Jiu's example was before him. Although Wang Liu had just woken up, he hurriedly replied: "Villain, villain Wang Liu, please spare your life, hero!"
"Are you from the Black Snake Club?" Hongmei asked
"Yes, yes, the little one is the nail of the Black Snake Society, the same as Wang Jiu that you killed just now, my hero."
"Where is the headquarters of the Black Snake Society?"
"On the south corner of Chengnan Town, Mr. Wang's Mansion - Mr. Wang is the boss of the Black Snake Association."
Speaking of which, Wang Liu and Mr. Wang are somewhat related, but Mr. Wang does not regard Wang Liu as an ordinary subordinate. Wang Liu wants to be a relative, but he doesn't dare.
"What does Black Snake do for a living?" Jin Ju came over and asked.
"There are members of Mr. Wang in Lijia Pawnshop, Gold Gambling House, and Baihua Building. Mr. Wang specializes in lending money, and -"
"That's enough, tonight's goal is the Black Snake Club." Hongmei said with satisfaction.
Then he killed Wang Liu conveniently.
"What should we do with the three here?" Jin Ju asked.
There are three unlucky guys on her side who are interested in sex.
"Kill him too. Shuibo Town is a bit far away. Let's wait until we have time." Hongmei said.
Li He hid in the car and covered his eyes with his hands.
The gap between her fingers could only be as big as an eye.
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At night.
The Wang family mansion was brightly lit and noisy.
Today is the 50th birthday of Wang Long, the eldest man of the Wang family, and it is also a happy day for him to take in his seventh concubine.
Many guests from the town and fellow friends from nearby rivers and lakes came to the Wang family mansion. Once the banquet started, there were more than thirty tables. There was no room for them in the hall, so they had to be placed in the courtyard.
Ma Jiu Wang Liu is a minor figure in the Black Snake Club. The Black Snake Club is not a large organization with strict management, and there is no such thing as clocking in and out. It is completely normal for the two gangsters to be unable to contact each other for a few days.
"Hahaha, today is another happy day for me. Thank you all for coming to support me - win!"
Wang Long stood up, raised his large wine glass and drank it in public.
Everyone cheered in unison and congratulations poured in.
"The prince married one last year, another the year before, and another this year. It seems that the prince will have to marry another next year!"
"Your Majesty, you are indeed strong and strong, with the spirit of a dragon and a horse!"
"I wish you, the prince, good luck every year and good luck every year!"
"The prince is invincible and his majesty remains as strong as before——"
However, amidst the overwhelming congratulations, there was also a note that was not harmonious.
"Crack--" With a sound, the door latch broke, and the vermilion door opened.
Two men in black robes each carried a seven-foot-long sword. One wore a green dragon mask on his face, and the other wore a suzaku mask on his face. They walked in side by side, one on the left and one on the right.
"Who? So bold -" A master of the Black Snake Club relied on his own strength to lift a solid pine wood stool to his chest with one hand and stepped forward to question.
The man in black robe on the left took a step forward like lightning. Under the illumination of the lanterns and torches in the yard, the light of the sword flashed away like a full moon.
The lower half of the round pine stool fell to the ground, and the upper half of the human body began to slide down diagonally.
The internal organs fell down, and the smell of blood filled the yard.
Wang Long saw it clearly in the hall and couldn't help being furious.
His current status was forged with a knife, not inherited. Today was a good day to celebrate his fiftieth birthday and take a concubine, so there was no room for others to stroke the tiger's beard.
In his rage, Wang Lung ignored the distinguished guests. He pressed the round table with one hand, and he leaped across the banquet. In mid-air, he shouted loudly: "Here comes the knife!"
A long sheathed sword came across the sky and landed in Wang Long's palm, but it was Wang Long's second disciple Wang Xinhe who threw the long sword over.
Before Wang Longren landed in mid-air, he unsheathed his long sword with both hands. The long sword was like snow, and his white beard was fluttering. He was really getting stronger and stronger, and his momentum was like a rainbow!
"Still the old rules?" The tall black-robed man wearing a Suzaku mask didn't take Wang Long seriously and just turned his head and asked.
"Of course, this is not a home, so you can have less scruples - women and children will not be killed unless they resist." The man in black robe on the left wearing the Qinglong mask is slightly shorter than the man in black robe wearing the Suzaku mask. He said as if there was no one around.
"How brave!" Wang Long shouted as he stood at the door of the hall, pointed the long knife forward in his hand, and said: "Come on, take down these two shameless young men who are pretending to be gods and ghosts!"
Now that he has a big family and a big business, he naturally can't fight with others casually. He just wanted to jump out just to put on airs and boost morale.
Otherwise, why would he have so many thugs and disciples? To be an audience?
