The days when I was working in the West Factory

Chapter 60
Zhao Yu led his subordinates to live in the brothel for three days.

During these three days, it seemed that everyone around him had been indulging in tenderness, and all his subordinates looked fascinated, and their eyes no longer had the fierceness before.

Even the three Lu Jianxing who were in charge of protecting him were surrounded by Yingyan.

Zhao Yu was surrounded by four or five concubines, all of whom were thin and fat, each with their own merits, while Zhao Yu was like a libertine, so drunk that his eyes were a little blurred.

At this time, anyone who wants to assassinate Zhao Yu seems to be sure to die!

Of course, it just seems...

"Master Zhen Fushi, the three subordinates hereby offer you a toast!"

At this moment, three drunken wrestlers came to Zhao Yu with wine glasses.

"Okay! Come on, sit down and drink!"

Zhao Yu pushed away the delicate and soft officials beside him, pointed to the positions on both sides of his body and said with a smile.

The three wrestlers didn't refuse, they directly squeezed the official away, and sat down beside Zhao Yu.

After hanging around for the past few days, it seemed that these warriors no longer had the fear of Zhao Yu they had before.

"Come on, drink!!"

The three toasted together and toasted Zhao Yu.

Zhao Yu also picked up his wine glass, and after clinking glasses with the three wrestlers, he drank it all in one gulp.

However, among the people who were all having fun, no one noticed that when the wrestler who was close to Zhao Yu raised his cup to cover most of his face, he said in a voice that only he and Zhao Yu could hear: "The night before yesterday, the Liu Xi faction Someone sent a wooden box into Jiangfu, as for what is in it, the subordinates are investigating!"

When Zhao Yu heard the words, he nodded in a subtle way.

Then, the three wrestlers got up again staggeringly, and plunged into the gentle village surrounded by Yingyan.

During the three days in the brothel, there would often be drunk wrestlers coming to toast Zhao Yu every now and then, but no one suspected anything.

……

"My lords, this is the fine wine that the proprietress asked the villain to deliver..."

A moment later, the boy who was beaten up by the three of Lu Jianxing at the beginning came over with a pot of spring roasted wine in his hand.

"Fall up!"

Zhao Yu, who smelled of alcohol, put his arms around the delicate and frail official, and shouted loudly at the servant with drunken eyes.

"Come on, the villain will pour it on everyone!"

The servant put down the tray, picked up the white jade jug, and made a gesture to pour wine for Zhao Yu.

But at this moment, whether it was intentional or not, the servant who was waiting on the side fell down and landed in Zhao Yu's arms.

The long sleeves swept over, and directly spilled the glass of fine wine that the boy had just filled on Zhao Yu's clothes.

"Hey... the small ones should be damned, the small ones should be damned!"

The little servant begged for mercy in a panic, and at the same time rushed forward to wipe the wine stains on Zhao Yu's clothes with white satin.

"I've always wondered..."

Just as the boy was wiping the wine stains, a joking voice came from next to his ear.

The boy raised his head, but saw Zhao Yu, whose eyes were dazed just a moment ago, staring at him like knives, how could he still be half drunk?
"what?"

The boy's face was covered, as if he didn't understand what Zhao Yu was talking about.

"The first time, at the Penglai Inn in Suzhou, you came to deliver hot water. The second time, at the government office in Anqing, you graciously helped me onto my horse. The third time, that is, in this brothel, you came over and over again. Three close to me..."

brush!brush!brush! !

When Zhao Yu's voice just fell, the surrounding soldiers and wrestlers who had already sunk in the gentle village kicked away the tables and chairs in front of them one after another, and surrounded them with cold expressions.

The Fran mobile guns in their hands opened fire even more, and the muzzle was aimed directly at the boy who seemed to have been frightened out of his wits.

Zhao Yu stood up slowly, stared at the young man condescendingly and asked, "What I don't understand is why you approached me?"

"Assassinate the official?"

Zhao Yu frowned, then shook his head and said: "No, if you came to assassinate me, you would have at least three excellent opportunities, but you didn't do it, so I really want to know why you approached me. for what?"

"Say!!!"

Shen Lian took a step forward, and the Xiuchun knife lay across the boy's neck.

"My lord, I am wronged. The villain is just a servant serving tea to see off guests. I don't know where I offended my lord. Please forgive my lord..."

When the boy saw the blade on his neck, he was so frightened that he trembled when he spoke.

Seeing the horrified expression on his face, the person in front of him seemed to be just an ordinary servant serving tea...

"Ah."

Zhao Yu sneered, then walked up to the boy, and lifted the boy's face with the scabbard of the Xiuchun knife in his hand.

"You did a good job of hiding it, but it's a pity..."

Zhao Yu turned around and glanced at the three of Lu Jianxing, and then said to the boy: "Although you can even hide your internal strength, you have neglected a little bit!"

Speaking of this, not only Lu Jianxing and the other three were a little puzzled, but even the servant in front of him frowned slightly.

His disguise technique is unparalleled in the world, and only half of them can see through it so far...

Staring at the boy's bruised face, Zhao Yu continued: "The three of my brothers are very measured in their strikes. Although a punch and kick won't kill you, don't you feel that the bruises on your face Qing... is it fading too fast?"

Hearing Zhao Yu's words, Lu Jianxing and the others looked at the boy's cheek.

It was only then that I realized that the boy who had been bruised and swollen before now only had a little bruise on his face that was hardly noticeable.

The three of Lu Jianxing were very clear about the strength of their strikes. Although that punch and kick would not kill people, ordinary people would never return to the young man in front of them in such a short period of time.

Inner strength can be concealed. In the world of martial arts, there are many ways to restrain one's breath.

However, when one's martial arts practice has reached a certain level, the ability to recover after an injury cannot be controlled at will.

Having figured this out, not to mention the boy on the ground whose expression gradually changed, even Lu Jianxing and the other three stared at Zhao Yu in horror.

It is definitely not luck that this young man, who is about the same age as Jin Yichuan, is able to be the governor of Beisi today!

"Hehe, it's not unreasonable for you to wear this imitation dragon embroidered flying fish suit!"

At this time, the young man smiled calmly, stood up slowly and said to Zhao Yu: "But do you think you can keep the young master with your subordinates?"

The boy who had been submissive before, now faced with dozens of hand guns close at hand, his expression was a bit too indifferent.

Even Cao Zhengchun was afraid of the blunderbuss, but this guy didn't seem to care at all!
"Try it..."

Zhao Yu stared at the servant who was only a step away from him, with the palm of his right hand resting on the handle of the Xiuchun knife at his waist.

Within two steps, let alone an assassin who dares not see others, no matter how powerful he is, he can't avoid Zhao Yu's killing move!
(End of this chapter)