Wang Laohu immediately flew into a rage: "You bitch, are you looking for death?!"

"Come and try?" Chang Wei sneered, very arrogant, and didn't even take Zhou Jian seriously, because there was a big "Buddha" standing behind him!

The hero of the Lu family in Fan Yang, the future Minister of the Ministry of Punishment! Who else is he afraid of? When the next master comes to power, he will send all his enemies to the prison of the Ministry of Punishment!

"You are very arrogant." Zhou Jian said with a smile.

Chang Wei narrowed his eyes, feeling very unhappy. He was about to speak, but was stopped by a cough.

"Ahem!" Lu Junlai coughed, glanced at Zhou Jian, showed a smile, and said softly: "Your Excellency, it was my friend who was wrong just now. I apologize to you and I hope Haihan."

He was very polite and low-key, but it made Zhou Jian very uncomfortable. He thought that Lu Junlai's smile was not pure because of his extraordinary eyesight. He gave people the impression of a hypocrite hiding his smile.

This is not a prejudice, but a sixth sense forged by a half-life career as a special forces soldier. As an iron-blooded soldier, it is easiest to distinguish between hypocrites and real men.

Afterwards, Zhou Jian just glanced at him lightly and did not reply.

At that moment, a trace of anger flashed deep in Lu Junlai's eyes. How dare he not give himself face? But he quickly restrained himself and did not show it. He will keep a low profile in the near future.

"Five gentlemen, Miss Liu has said again that you can come forward and talk through the door and window. I wonder who among you will come first?" the vulgar woman said with a smile, followed by many powerful servants.

"I'll come first!!" A tall and thin young man stepped forward, fearing that he would be late.

Zhou Jian looked like a fool and spent nearly 9,000 taels talking to a woman through the door and window. No wonder Lei Hu said she was a prodigal! If he hadn't wanted to investigate, he would never have come and wouldn't have even looked at her.

The night breeze is blowing, and the Qinhuai River is sparkling.

After a while, a sudden shout broke the silence!

"Fuck, I spent nine thousand taels, and you just said these two words to me? No, I want to go in!"

"Otherwise, the money will be refunded!" the tall and thin boy yelled, very unwilling to do so, and rushed inside.

boom!

A strong man in black appeared like a ghost and kicked the boy away with just one kick.

"Ah!" The boy fell to the ground and screamed in pain: "Do you know who I am? How dare you do this to me?"

The expression of the kitsch woman from before turned cold: "Huh, I don't care who you are, if you don't follow the rules, this is the result! Come on, knock them down. If you dare to resist, your legs will be broken!"

The young man's entourage was furious and tried to resist, but was unable to resist. He was beaten until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and then he was thrown directly into the river, which was very miserable.

"Master, these men in black are a little too good at their skills." Fang Jie looked around solemnly.

Who kind of person is Zhou Jian? In fact, it was obvious right away that if this courtesan could not be forced to do anything by the overlord, there must be someone behind the scenes, otherwise he would not be able to gain a foothold in a place like the capital.

Gradually, he became more and more serious about the oiran. Could another shocking secret be involved?

"Ladies and gentlemen, don't let that bastard disturb your mood. As long as everyone obeys the rules, everything will be fine. Who's next?" The woman has returned to her flirtatious and warm temperament, which can impress many young men.
Chapter completed!