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Chapter 251 Collateral Youth

Questions from Beifu!

The momentum of the four martial arts masters, ordinary people like Qin Guofeng and Qin Mohan, could not bear it at all. If they could say a little wrong, they would end up like these security guards.

Qin Mohan shivered and lowered his head, very scared.

In normal business operations, Qin Mohan can be said to be a model of strong women and is a big shot in the business world, but Qin Mohan has no way of doing anything like the unreasonable North Mansion.

Qin Guofeng swallowed his saliva with difficulty, showing a hint of smirk, "What are Master Beisheng sayings? My Qinian has always respected Beifu, but... ten thousand pieces of clothes can be made within a week, even if we can't do it!"

Bei Nie said coldly, "Can't do it? I mean, can I do it just by killing your daughter?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Bei Nie quickly took action, grabbed Qin Mohan's neck, and raised Qin Mohan high.

Qin Mohan struggled in pain, his feet kept fluttering in the air, and in Bei Nie's hands, he was like an ant struggling dyingly, extremely small.

Qin Guofeng stood up in panic, "Master Bei Nie, you can't move my daughter!" He suddenly roared and yelled.

Oh!

When did Qin Guofeng be so brave and dare to have such an attitude towards the Northern Palace?

The four masters in charge of the Northern Mansion looked at him coldly, their eyes full of doubt. Today's Qin Guofeng seemed to have confidence in front of the Northern Mansion, and they dared to speak so loudly.

"My granddaughter is the fiancée of the Qin Palace Master of the Southern Palace! The Qin Palace Master has become a friend of mine, Qin's family forever! My daughter, you can't move!" Qin Guofeng roared in a hurry.

Now that things have come to this point, there is no way out. I took out Qin Mo as a shield.

The Qin master had no confidence in the face of the Northern Mansion, but the Southern Mansion was different. He was one of the four major martial arts in Huahai. The Southern Mansion and the Northern Mansion were on par in terms of identity.

What's more, Qin Mohan is the woman of the Qin Mansion Master, and his status is higher than that of the martial arts master of the Bei Mansion!

The four people in the Northern Palace gradually concentrated their minds, obviously they didn't expect Qin Guofeng to say anything.

After a few seconds, Master Beihua burst into laughter. The laughter echoed throughout the office, making Qin Guofeng creepy.

He suddenly stopped his smile, and Beihua looked at Qin Guofeng fiercely, "Take Qin Mo to suppress my Beifu? Qin Guofeng, you are thinking too much."

"The Master of Qin is not a martial arts person. It is natural to think that the Southern Palace and our Northern Palace are still on par with each other." Bei Sheng smiled lightly and took over, "The Master of Qin is not aware of anything. Since the battle between the Southern Heaven Gate, the Southern Palace has suffered huge internal friction."

"There are several martial arts masters in succession, one martial arts master, five law enforcement officers in the Southern Palace, and countless disciples!"

"If you talk about the Southern Mansion once, I will be a little afraid of my Northern Mansion."

"But now, Qin Mo, the Southern Palace, is nothing!"

Bang!

As Bei Sheng finished speaking, Bei Nie slapped his sleeves directly on Qin Mohan's face. Qin Mohan's thin body suddenly flew out and hit the wall, and blood flowed out of the corner of his mouth instantly.

Qin Guofeng felt very distressed when he saw it, but he didn't dare to move. He could only hold his hands and endure his anger.

As the four martial arts masters in the Northern Palace said.

After the Battle of Nantianmen, the losses were too great. Although it was called one of the four major prefectures, it was just a stark example, far behind the Shuangfu and the Northern Prefectures.

This time, the Northern Palace recruited soldiers and customized 10,000 pieces of disciple clothing, in order to annex the Southern Palace, Qin Mo was cleared out from the Huahai Martial Arts. As early as after the Battle of the Southern Heaven Gate, the Northern Palace Master Xu Yu began to plan.

Therefore, Qin Guofeng mentioned Qin Mo, but it was not easy to use, but was angry by the four masters.

Qin Mohan's tender face instantly swollen, and blood slowly flowed out from the corners of her mouth. She held back her tears and curled up on the ground and shivered.

"Master of Qin Family, I will give you another five-day period. Five days later, on the banks of Jiangnan Lake, I will personally accept 10,000 pieces of clothes, one less, and kill you Qin Family!" Bei Sheng said coldly.

After saying that, the four of them turned around and left. When they arrived at the door, the King of Northern suddenly stopped, "There is that Qin Mo, I don't want to die, you can let him come."

The so-called master of the Southern Palace is just a joke in the eyes of the four martial arts masters.

The Yu family was still a little afraid of it. Now Qin Moziren is the only one, and the four of them don’t take it seriously at all. They beat Qin Mohan to let Qin Guofeng understand.

The so-called Qin Mansion Master is not worth mentioning in their eyes!

After the four martial arts masters left, Qin Guofeng dared to take a good breath and helped Qin Mohan up on the ground with heartache. Looking at his granddaughter's swollen face, Qin Guofeng was trembling all over, but he could do nothing.

Beifu!

How could a businessman afford to provoke?

"Five days, ten thousand clothes." Qin Guofeng sighed and said, "How could it be done!"

...

Qin Mohan went out to discuss business for two days, Qin Mo was wandering around Qin's yard.

Since the last New Year greeting, the Qin family, including the servants, were polite to Qin Mo, and the one who collapsed the most was the servants who called him a son-in-law when they saw him!

Qin Mo is already familiar with the territory of the Qin player.

When he was free and wanted to go somewhere else, he entered the Qin family's side courtyard. When a servant saw Qin Mo enter the side courtyard, he anxiously stopped him, "Son-in-law, you have a noble status and you can't go to that place!"

"What's wrong?" Qin Mo asked curiously.

The maid smiled bitterly and said, "Son-in-law, you don't know that the side courtyards are all places for the tribesmen of the Qin family. They usually do not even have the qualifications to enter the main courtyard. You are the grandson-in-law of the head of the family and have a noble status. How can you go to such a place? Wouldn't it ruin your identity?"

The more aristocratic family, the stricter the level.

The same is true for a century-old pianist.

The so-called orthodox people are all directly related to the zither. They are generally in higher vocational schools and are well-known figures in Jiangnan. The so-called sidelines are common people under the protection of the zither's big trees. These people are generally not valued by the zither's vocational schools.

The best one is Qin Chu, who can be Qin Mohan's deputy, but he has no real power in the piano player. To put it more clearly, he is just a mess.

If there is no summoning from the Qin family leader in the side department, you cannot usually enter the Qin family's main courtyard. This is the rule.

Qin Mo smiled, "I have nothing to do, so I go in and take a walk, but there are not so many rules."

Qin Mo has never been a person who cares about rules, especially his status is noble and low. Qin Mo doesn't care about it. He is tired of traveling in the Qinjiayuan, but he just wants to go somewhere else.

The maid sighed helplessly, "Don't let the master know."

"I know."

Qin Mo walked into the side courtyard. Compared with the small buildings and pavilions and beautiful corridors in the main courtyard, the side courtyard seemed much more desolate and the houses were relatively dilapidated. There were some graffiti left by ignorant children around the walls.

The courtyard is also very desolate.

In winter, trees withered and flowers withered. There were only a few lonely birds chirping there, but found that there were not even a single insect in the soil. With an angry chirping, he left the next yard.

Qin Mo was very bored when he saw such a scene.

The desolate and desolate were all desolate, and there was no trace of the atmosphere of the New Year. He shook his head and was about to leave, but he saw a young man playing wooden stakes in the empty courtyard. Qin Mo stood in the corridor and looked over curiously.

The boy was dressed in thin clothes, with a thin bone, and his tender fist hit the plum blossom wooden stake with one punch. He heard a slight sound, and it didn't seem to use much effort, but the boy was sweating profusely. His thin clothes also printed a large piece of sweat under the twelfth lunar month.

"Junior! Don't waste your energy. After practicing for a few years, you can't even drive a wooden stake. You have to be a martial arts person like this. What are you kidding!"

At this time, a group of children about the same age as Qin Zifang, both of whom were fifteen or sixteen, came not far away, and came over with laughter. The leader was a strong boy, tall and tall. At the age of fifteen, he was nearly 1.9 meters tall. Among these short children, he looked even taller.

When Qin Zifang saw the person coming, she frowned and wiped the sweat from her forehead, "I want to be a great hero like the Master of Qin. I believe that as long as I practice hard, I will definitely succeed!"

Kotoko-fang's tone was very firm, with blood marks printed on his fists, and his small fists were trembling.

"Oh! You are still a hero like the Master of Qin!" The tall and powerful boy smiled immediately, "Save it! We have children from a sideline department who don't even have the qualifications to see the Master of Qin."

"The Lord of Qin's Mansion killed the half-step martial arts master and controlled the Southern Mansion. These things you can't do in your life. Who do you think you are! Even I can't beat them." The strong boy smiled.

This strong boy is also a child of the Qin family, named Qin Lei, and is considered the king of the child among the children of the Neither. He often takes a group of children of the Neither family out to cause trouble. Because he is tall and has a strong fist, he is also a member of the Qin family. Ordinary small vendors can't afford to mess with him, so he can hide if he can.

However, Qin Zifang did not hang out with him.

This broken wooden stake was beaten all day long. The ancients said that water dripping through the stone. Qin Zifang had been hit for several years, but the wooden stake remained motionless, so Qin Lei and others came to laugh at each other from time to time.

Especially recently, Qin Zifang has an idol again, and the Qin Mansion of the Southern Mansion became his target. At that time, the neighboring department learned that the eldest lady of the Qin family had asked the Qin Mansion of the Palace to be her boyfriend. Qin Zifang was so excited that she didn't fall asleep for several nights. She tried to go to the main entrance to see it, but she just secretly took a picture of the Qin Mansion of the Palace of the Palace of the Palace, and she didn't even see her face.

"Sooner or later, I will defeat you." Qin Zifang clenched his fists fiercely.

Qin Lei laughed, "This is the one I have to do, come now if you have the ability!"

As he said that, Qin Lei took out a few photos from his pocket, which were the back of the Lord Qin Mansion. These were all taken by Qin Zifang. Qin Zifang's pupils suddenly shrank, and a cold roar rushed over, "Give it back to me!"

Tear!

Qin Lei and a few boys smiled and tore the photos into several pieces and threw them on the ground, "Go to be your dream of spring and autumn! You will never be able to turn over in your life!" said viciously to Qin Zifang.
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