Just as he walked out of the box door, he suddenly heard a loud noise, and from the private room upstairs, a figure suddenly broke through the door and window and fell from the sky, followed by two more people flying down from the hole.
Yan Qing's eyes widened and he wanted to look forward, but he couldn't see anything because Cui Bo was behind him.
The man earlier fell onto the table and chair, crushing the table and knocking over the bench. He himself was so shocked that he vomited blood. Yan Qing tilted his head, raised the corner of his hat and looked over quietly. He saw a man dressed as a charlatan.
It seems that he is a hard-core Kung Fu practitioner, and his muscles are very strong.
But now he was covered in injuries, his mouth was bloody, his clothes were torn, and he looked miserable.
The two people who had followed him rushed up and kicked and punched him again as soon as they stood firm. They also cursed and said, "I don't want to take a pee and take a look at myself. How many kilograms do I weigh?"
How dare you steal a woman from Mr. Hua!"
Yan Qingzheng's mouth opened wide in surprise. The world is really full of wonders, and such vulgar scenes are actually being staged!
I had only heard it said in a painting book that it was called "jealousy", but I never thought that such a thing really existed!
Yan Qing was silent. She could see that the two attackers couldn't beat the strong men. But the strong man who was holding his head on the ground and huddled up while being beaten didn't know why he didn't fight back. He obviously looked very powerful.
Look.
When Nalan Lianyue told her about this kind of thing in the painting book, only the person involved can understand the right and wrong. As bystanders, we cannot judge who is right and wrong just by looking at the scene in front of us, so we should not meddle in other people's business.
Yan Qing seemed to understand, but she knew that it was not her little girl's turn to do something like this.
"Stop! In broad daylight, there is no law!" A young scholar also came down from upstairs, but he was just walking down.
Yan Qing looked over and saw a handsome young man with a face full of frost.
It was him who had just spoken to stop it.
"Boy, it's none of your business! Stop trying to be a hero here!" One of the two men who beat the man stepped on the strong man to prevent him from running away. The two looked at each other, and the other rolled up his sleeves and walked towards the handsome young master.
Two steps.
"I'm not a hero, and I don't want to meddle in other people's business, but my young master thinks you are noisy!" The handsome young master was actually someone else's follower, and the two attackers felt a little unsure.
However, he still forced himself to calm down and asked: "Who is your young master?"
The handsome young man opened a folding fan with a "swish", and there was a picture of mountains and rivers painted on it. He smiled slightly and turned the folding fan over.
There was only the word "three" written on the other side. The man approaching the handsome young master moved forward to see clearly, but the face of the man who was trampling behind him suddenly changed. He pointed at the fan in the handsome young master's hand and exclaimed: "
Mountain and River Fan No. 3!”
After saying that, he quickly covered his mouth, looked around in fear, and ignored the strong man. He picked up his companions and bowed to the handsome young master: "The villain has eyes but cannot see Mount Tai. Please forgive me...
…”
The handsome young man tapped his fan on the tip of his nose, and after some thought he put it away.
When the man saw this situation, he wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, nodded and bowed, said thanks, picked up his companion, and ran away as fast as he could.
The handsome young man looked at the silent lobby, frowned and looked at the strong man on the ground: "Hey! Can you still move?"
The strong man sat up slowly, glanced at the handsome young man with an expressionless face, got up and limped out of the hotel door.
"Afraid! Don't know what's good!" The handsome young man narrowed his eyes, raised his brows, glanced coldly at Yan Qingzheng and the others, turned around and went upstairs again.
The waiter finally felt relieved, and at the sign of the shopkeeper's black face, he went to clean up the tattered tables and chairs. No one from the shopkeeper dared to mess with these two parties, so he had to bear the loss himself.
So the shopkeeper felt unhappy all the time.
Yan Qing pulled Cui Bo and whispered a few words when he came down.
When Cui Bo paid the bill, he gave him a little more. The shopkeeper immediately smiled and filled the teapot on Yan Qingzheng's carriage with freshly boiled hot water.
After leaving the hotel, a few people quietly got into the car and drove out of the county town.
On the second floor of the hotel, two people watched the carriage leave.
"Master, look..." The handsome young man just now bowed his body and asked another young man beside him.
"It seems that he is just an honest man. At most, he is a little bold. Forget it." The young man has a fair face and looks like a handsome young man. However, he smiled lightly at this moment, but only raised one corner of his mouth.
It feels a bit evil.
"Yes, Master."
"Have you found out the origin of that strong man?"
"I found out that he was also a famous figure in the world at first, called the Quick Swordsman, but later he became depressed because his family was wiped out by his enemies. This time, it is said that he lost the fight with Hua Shao for the top spot in the brothel."
"Since he lost, why didn't Mr. Hua let him go?"
"Well, because it was an auction, he kept raising the price, which made Mr. Hua spend a lot of money."
"This Young Master Hua is... too stingy."
"Indeed, he is a man who is determined to retaliate."
"The servants recognized your fan." The young man snorted coldly.
"I hope he has the guts to come and take revenge!" the handsome young master mocked.
The young man laughed.
"Go and keep an eye on it. If it's something that can be made, look for an opportunity to bring it back."
"yes!"
The two of them also walked downstairs, got on a black carriage parked at the door, and drove out of the city.
The shopkeeper let out a sigh of relief when they left.
At the same time, on Yan Qingzheng's carriage, Cui Bo was also talking about the two people just now.
"The young master holding the fan is one of the three guardians of Jiuyou Sect, and is known as Mr. Jun. His logo is the number three on the folding fan, and the mountain and river map. The other two guardians, the great guardian Leng Gongzi, have the logo on the fan.
The number one and the sun and moon diagram, the second protector Xiaogongzi, the logo is the number two and the star diagram on the fan. The three of them are in the Jiuyou Sect, whose status is second only to the sect master and higher than the other hall masters. There is always one following them on weekdays.
At the side of the sect master. But in recent years, it is said that Mr. Jun, the third protector, has been following the young sect master. I don’t know whether it is true or not." Cui Bo also knew a lot when he was wandering around the world.
"Young master? Is this the young master he calls you?" Yan Qing asked.
"I don't know, but I'm afraid the only one who can be called young master by him is the young master of Jiuyoumen." Cui Bo didn't want to talk more, and said: "Jiuyoumen has always been a bit ruthless in its behavior. Can people in Xuanmen not do this?
If you provoke me, I won’t provoke you.”
"oh."
Yan Qing was calm for a while, then suddenly got out of the carriage and asked, "Uncle Cui, which one is more powerful, the Jiuyoumen or the Tianyimen?"