When he heard that Han You had even taken custody of his "house", Ma Fenghou hesitated.
He really doesn't have much wealth. He only has 60,000 yuan in the bank, and the rest of the money is with his father.
"Then I...I..."
After looking at this guy for a long time, Zhao Tuo came on the scene again and stopped Ma Fenghou: "Master Ma, please don't accept his provocation to mortgage your horse farm and more than 500 strong horses in the east of the city. Ah, please don’t.”
"That's right!" Ma Fenghou's eyes lit up: "I can mortgage the horse farm and horses under my name, I'm afraid you won't succeed."
"You..." Han You clenched his fists: "I don't believe it. I don't believe you dare. If you dare, I will never come to Xianglai Pavilion again in the future. If I see you, I will take a detour."
"Okay, not only do you take a detour, but today you also apologize to me, apologize for your sins, and get out of here. Tomorrow, I will ask someone to release the news and humiliate you, the blind bitch, so that the people in the capital know. Anyone dares to provoke me!"
After finishing speaking, Ma Fenghou suddenly became proud and said: "Bring me a pen and write the document now."
Zhao Tuo was still shouting from the side: "Oh, Master Ma, please don't be like this, don't be provoked, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, please."
A turtle man ran over quickly, with pen and paper ready.
Just when he was about to put pen to paper, a flash of light flashed in Ma Fenghou's mind. He always felt that something was wrong. Not only did he spend 150,000 yuan to buy a shabby brothel, he also mortgaged the racecourse and healthy horses. This was not a mental illness. .
Seeing that this guy's IQ seemed to be taking over the high ground, Han You gave Yu Qi a wink.
The old bustard understood it, and looked like he dared not speak out in anger: "Master Ma, why don't you just write 10,000 guan? 150,000 guan is too much. If you dare to give it, we don't dare to ask for it."
"Ha, you see it, you see it."
Han You shouted: "The old madam has no legs and no backing. Even if she writes an IOU, she doesn't dare to take it."
After Han You's "kind" reminder, Ma Fenghou was happy.
That's right, she's nothing like an old madam, she really dares to care whether I want money or not.
No more hesitation, just a few strokes, and the writing is done.
Han You came over to take a look, and shouted with an unyielding look: "Miss Yuqi, he is playing tricks on you. He only wrote about the pasture, but did not write about the healthy horses, grooms and other servants. The land is not worth a lot. Money is what the groom who raises the horse and the healthy horse are worth, so you should sell it to me, sell it to me, and I will give you 140,000 yuan."
Yuqi waved her hands repeatedly: "Master Han, please don't make it difficult for me to become a slave. I... I can't afford to offend the Ma family."
Upon hearing this, Ma Fenghou lost his worries and laughed: "Then we will rewrite it and include the racecourse, the horse, the groom, the house, and all the servants."
After writing again, Ma Fenghou was so proud that he felt that he had made a lot of money.
It's like sharing the pussy for free and earning a brothel for free. It's so satisfying that the old madam doesn't dare to really ask for money or a racecourse.
It was quite formal, with signatures, fingerprints, palm prints, and even the Ma family's name seal.
Handing it to Yu Qi, Ma Fenghou pinched his waist and laughed wildly: "Apologise to me, and then get out. Tonight, except for me, Brother Zhao, everyone else will get out of here. I and Brother Zhao are going to have a hard time tonight..." "
Ma Fenghou was suddenly stunned, because after Yuqi took a deep look at him, she handed the contract to Han You.
Han You raised the corner of his mouth, blew on the ink on the contract, and shook his head slightly: "Xiao Ma, didn't I just say it all? I also emphasized it several times. I just want to trick you tonight. Why are you so disobedient?" Woolen cloth."
Ma Fenghou was dumbfounded and instinctively realized that something was wrong.
Han You smiled slightly at Yu Qi: "Let the girls leave. It just so happens that everyone has a few days' rest. I will have the land deed of Yahang sent to you tomorrow. The place is much bigger than this. In a few days, I will ask the craftsmen from the Ministry of Industry to I will repair it for you and call it Xianglai Pavilion. From now on, I will protect you."
Yu Qi gave a salute: "The lives of the slaves and the sisters are now in your hands, Shao Yin."
"Don't worry." Han You patted Yuqi's butt: "Someone will protect you."
"This stinky bitch is yours?!" Ma Fenghou finally came to his senses and yelled: "How dare you play tricks on me!"
"Aren't you asking nonsense?" Han You was overjoyed: "I told you that I'm going to trick you. Are you angry? Come on, hit me. Come on, hit me on it. I want to remind you. , if you beat me, you will be put in jail."
"you…"
Ma Fenghou completely lost his mind, barking wildly, and two more losers hugged him tightly.
"Master, please don't be angry. If you hit him, you will be caught and sent to Jingzhao Mansion Prison!"
"Don't fall for his tricks."
Han You flicked the document: "The racecourse, my surname is Han from now on, haha, I changed the brothel to the racecourse. I wonder if you are angry. Come on, hit me. Friendly reminder, it's just a brothel. There are no girls. It's just a ruin." The house, Mr. Turtle is about to leave, hey, are you angry or not, come and hit me."
Ma Fenghou breathed heavily, but he gradually calmed down, and his voice changed: "Boy, you are dead, but it is not today. I am too smart to fall into your trick and be taken to Jingzhao." Mansion prison!"
"Yeah."
Han You shrugged: "Okay, so what? Not only Yuqi is mine, but so are they."
As soon as Master Han finished speaking, everyone around him stood up and silently came to both sides of Han You, with extremely playful eyes.
Ma Fenghou's eyes were round and round, and he didn't come back to his senses for a long time.
"Yes, we are playing tricks on you together. Not only do we want to occupy your horse farm, but we also want you to commit murder on the street and beat up the son of an official. Come and beat me."
"I…"
Ma Fenghou screamed, threw away the two servants, raised his fist, and stood in front of Han You.
"I...I won't kill you, I swear I won't be a human being!"
Wu Wen shouted angrily, but Ma Fenghou actually suppressed his anger.
Jingzhao Mansion was the opponent's territory. If he really wanted to go in, and with the support of Zaifu, he knew that he would not get a good result. Even though he was so angry that his liver and gallbladder were bursting, he still failed to take action.
Han You was extremely surprised: "Are you so sensible? That's fine. I'll introduce you to someone else. Dangdangdang."
Zhao Tuo came over, lowered his head, and said shyly: "Master Ma, I am also Shaoyin's son."
"Fuck you!"
Ma Fenghou finally couldn't bear it anymore, raised his foot and kicked him.
Soon after that, a young figure suddenly ran over.
This kick hit Zhou Yan's chest exactly.
The guardrail was movable, so Han You turned slightly and Zhou Yan flew down along the guardrail on the fourth floor.
Ma Fenghou didn't expect to be able to kick someone out, and was stunned for a moment.
"Damn it!" Han You shouted: "Even the current prince dares to fight, assassinate the king, and capture this evil thief!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Baichuan and Zhang Zhuo took action at the same time, and a group of people came up the stairs. In addition to the soldiers of Jingzhao Palace, there were also a large number of guards of Prince You Palace.
Ma Fenghou felt as if he was struck by lightning and was pinned to the ground. He was stunned for a long time without saying a word. His brain was simply not used enough.
Han You hugged his arms and said happily: "You little fool, it's nothing to hit me. The most you can do is to put me in jail. It's just to let you hit the prince. You fell into the trap. If you don't have a good brain, don't go to Beijing. You're stupid as hell."
On the carriage on the street, Zhou Yan, who was wearing armor, quickly climbed up from the haystack, then rolled on the ground, shouting loudly as if he was rolling around.
"Come on, come on, come on, someone is trying to assassinate me, come on, people, Ma Fenghou of the Ma family actually assassinated my king, is there any justice or king's law? It hurts, ah, ah, ah, it hurts so much. pain."
