Chapter Two Hundred and Thirty-nine: On the Black Cloakers of the Jianghu
Xu Ming walked to the bed with a sinister sneer, looked at the woman wrapped in gorgeous silk, stepped forward and touched her delicate face, and said with a smile: "It's really tender and smooth like water!"
The woman kept moving towards the depths of the bed like a frightened little white rabbit, and her whole body was still trembling slightly.
Xu Ming reached into the warm quilt with his hand, grabbed a ball of soft things, smiled with a hint, and then pinched it hard.
The woman suddenly felt so stimulating and couldn't help but scream. However, before her scream could be heard, Xu Ming blocked her mouth.
Xu Ming was like licking a peach, and his scarlet tongue threw out his saliva.
After a while, the woman pushed Xu Ming away with a little effort and said in a trembling voice: "Deputy Gang Master Xu, don't do this. I am the woman of Gang Master Jin. Let Gang Master Jin see that neither of us will end up well."
Xu Ming licked his tongue, savoring the smell just now, and smiled coldly, "You will not be there soon." After that, he walked out of the room with a smile regardless of the woman's surprised eyes.
At this time, the sun had already climbed high over the treetops, through the clouds, through the windows, and climbed into a wine table like a naughty child.
Two jars of wine and a few side dishes were placed on the table, and five people were surrounded by Lin Yu, Yan Hong, Ye Mengyue, Yan Yun and Hong Baijiu.
Hong Baijiu raised a bowl of wine high and smiled carelessly: "Brother Lin is really capable. The drama last night was so wonderful. I, Mr. Hong, admired me, was so proud of me. Come on, Brother Lin.
, I'll give you a bowl!"
Lin Yu smiled and shook his head, saying, "Brother Hong, you are too proud of me. The success of things last night was due to the credit of all the brothers of the Beggars' Sect!"
At this time, Yan Hong stood up, smiled and said, "I said you two big men, why are you pushing around? I think this is the credit for everyone's concerted efforts. Come on, I, Yan Hong, I, you all, I, can you please everyone.
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Yan Yun raised his neck slightly and took a sip of wine. The spicy taste made him stick out his tongue. He also slapped his hands a few times and said, "What a strong wine, it's so spicy!"
Hong Baijiu took the speech with a smile and replied: "I said to Brother Yan Yun, if you want to walk in the world, drinking is essential. You can't drink like you!"
Yan Yun seemed to be stimulated, grabbed the remaining half of the bowl of wine, raised his neck, and poured it down.
But before he could completely swallow it, his neck and whole face were already flushed red. He kept muttering to himself: "Brother Hong, look at my current alcohol tolerance, how about it?"
Hong Baijiu stretched out a thumb and praised: "I, Mr. Hong, admired me!"
Yan Yun narrowed his drunken eyes slightly and smiled, "Brother Hong, I'm nothing. If you see my master Afeng, you will know what an immortal in the wine is!"
As soon as he heard A Feng's name, Yan Hong's expression instantly condensed with a thin layer of frost, and the wine bowl in her hand almost broke to the ground.
Hong Baijiu is a rough man, so naturally he couldn't see Yan Hong's expression change at this time. Then he smiled carelessly and asked, "By the way, where is your master Afeng now, why haven't you seen him?"
Yan Yun had just opened his mouth, but before he could say it, Lin Yu shouted to him: "Yan Yun, you can't drink, don't show off. You're drunk now!"
Yan Hong stood up, took the conversation, and said, "Brother Hong, Brother Lin, Xiao Yun is drunk. I will help him back to rest first. You can continue drinking!"
When Yan Hong helped Yan Yun to the door just now, the disciples outside the door shouted: "Elder Hong, Young Master Lin, a disciple of the Jinsha Gang came to deliver an invitation, saying that he would hand it over to Young Master Lin in person.
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Lin Yu took the invitation from the Beggar Gang disciples and opened it gently, and the expression on his face changed slightly.
When Ye Mengyue saw the change in Lin Yu's expression, she hurriedly asked: "Brother Lin, what is written on it?"
Lin Yu handed the invitation to Ye Mengyue and whispered: "It's nothing, it's just that the Jinsha Gang wants to invite me to the Jinhu Hall for the banquet!"
Ye Mengyue opened the invitation, and her expression changed drastically, saying, "Did they find out that we did what we did last night?"
Hong Baijiu's bearded expression climbed up with many doubts and said, "No, we were very careful about what happened last night. Even if he had the ability to do it, it wouldn't be so quick."
I found out that this was really strange. Why did you send an invitation at this time?"
Lin Yu smiled slightly, waved his hand, and said, "Brother Hong, Miss Ye, don't worry about this anymore. What kind of heart does Jinsha Help have? You will know when you go tomorrow."
"Brother Lin, this is clearly the Hongmen Banquet, you can't go!" Ye Mengyue said anxiously.
"Yes, brother Lin Yu, Jin Sanhu must have not been kind enough. You are in danger of going there!" Hong Baijiu also hurriedly persuaded.
Lin Yu smiled and said, "Brother Hong, Miss Ye, don't worry, I won't have any trouble, and let's talk about it, even if his Jinsha Gang doesn't invite me, I will go and find out."
Hong Baijiu paused for a moment, then nodded and said, "Okay, Brother Lin Yu, I will go with you tomorrow and have a look after each other."
Lin Yu waved his hand and smiled and said, "Brother Hong, I appreciate your kindness, my brother, but you are the elder of the Beggars' Sect now. If you go, if something happens, it is very likely that the whole Beggars will be involved.
help."
Hong Baijiu was silent. He knew that Lin Yu was telling the truth. He was one of the four elders of the Beggars' Sect. Especially now, the gang leader was in seclusion, and the other three elders were not in the head office. He was now in a state of being alone.
It is the safety of the entire Beggars' Sect. Moreover, although the Beggars' Sect and the Jinsha Gang have been in Luoyang City over the years, they have not violated the rivers. It is indeed inappropriate to go forward rashly!
Seeing this, Ye Mengyue hurriedly stood up and said, "Brother Lin, I'll go with you!"
Lin Yu still smiled and shook his head, saying, "Miss Ye, the disaster of the Yan family is not over yet. Tingxiang Xiaoxie, the people in Youlanju will not give up. You should stay and protect their siblings.
It's safe!"
Ye Mengyue was silent, raised her head slightly, and looked at Lin Yu's firm expression, then nodded, and said, "Okay, Brother Lin, be careful in everything!"
The dusk in Luoyang City is undoubtedly the most beautiful moment of the day. Due to the famine, many shops and vendors bought their business early. On the bustling streets during the day, there was no other way except for the occasional sight of three two people.
other.
The leaves that were roasted by the hot sun for a day began to gradually stretch, stretched, and swayed in the cool breeze.
At the end of the sunset, a figure came out. His shadow was pulled very long by the sunset. The lonely figure was like a small boat in the sea, making people feel desolate when they saw it!
There was a knife in his arms, a black broken knife. This knife seemed to be inconspicuous, but it was tightly held in his arms, and his expression seemed to be holding a single passerby of ten generations.
Like a baby.
He gently stroked the blade with his hands, his eyes full of caress, as if he was stroking his lover's three thousand black hairs, so gentle and delicate!
When he reached the end of the street, he stopped because he saw three people, three people holding weapons and full of murderous intent!
His eyes, which were just caressing, disappeared without a trace in an instant, replaced by a faint gaze. Even in the hot summer of June, he would not be able to bear it when he saw his eyes.
Stop and tremble.
"A good dog won't block the way!" The boy in black still focused his attention on his black broken knife. He did not look at the three of them at once, his tone was full of disdain and indifference.
"What an arrogant tone. Today, Grandpa, I will make you a dead dog!" A golden retriever with fluffy hair and a vigorous face with a bit like a tribute from the Western Regions. He waved his spear and shouted loudly.
The boy in black ignored him and just smiled coldly, then sneered at the other two, "Do you two mean the same?"
The other two people, one man and one woman, one holding a two-foot dagger, and the other carrying a seven-foot dagger. One is strong, and the strong can make an old sow of 200 kilogram inferior, while the other is slim in shape.
It was like a willow branch, as if a breeze could blow him down.
Anyone who has heard of their two appearance descriptions will think that the strong ones hold a seven-foot sword, while the slim ones hold a two-foot sword.
But there are always some things that are hard to understand in the world. Otherwise, everyone can figure it out at once, so wouldn’t it seem too boring?
The strong man held a two-foot dagger, as ridiculous as a bucket of rice that could eat a large bucket of rice, carrying the exquisite jade bowl of a lady from a family.
The slim woman, who is only four feet tall, lifted a big knife that is almost twice her height, and no matter who sees her, she will feel ridiculous.
However, the boy in black did not laugh. Not only did he not laugh, but instead frowned tightly, because he knew that although these three people looked funny, their killing methods were not funny at all.
Seeing that they did not answer, the boy in black shouted coldly again: "Since you all come together, let's go together. I'm still in a hurry!"
Chapter completed!