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Chapter 40 The Brothel Killer

After crossing the not-so-low vermilion lacquer threshold, the magnificent scene in the "Rouge Building" was completely exposed to the eyes of the three of them. The gorgeous lamps were hung high, illuminating the spacious lobby as if it were daytime. The center is opened and connected by long and slanted stairs on both sides. On the second floor is a more elegant and expensive wing room. At this time, on the railing on the second floor, there is a beautifully dressed woman thanking Qingyi. The lobby on the first floor In the middle of the room is a spacious stage, on which there is a woman playing the piano at this time, the music is soothing to the ears, and there is a sense of elegance that is far away from the common world, but the curtains around the stage are lowered at this time, covering the appearance of the woman playing the piano , Many of the guest officials sitting under the stage were full of regret.

A little hand that can play such a beautiful song must be as white and tender as nephrite jade!
And that girl's appearance is naturally even more wonderful.

After entering the door, he quietly revealed a heavy gold ingot from his sleeve, and pressed it in the hand of the old bustard whose eyes suddenly lit up like lamps. Jiang Sinan turned his head slightly, and whispered to the old bustard:
"It's hot, let the sisters dress cooler."

At this time, the old bustard's heart was already full of uproar, his eyes almost popped out and stuck to the shining gold ingot, and after putting the gold ingot into his sleeve very skillfully and quickly, in the old bustard's heart, Jiang Sinan has changed from "a good man once in ten years" to "a dear ancestor once in a hundred years".

She quickly hid the shock and ecstasy in her heart, and gave Jiang Sinan a wink of "Young Master, please look at me", then turned around and walked quickly to a secret passage in the corner, and at the same time, she was already thinking about it in an instant. After completing several versions of the rhetoric, those mothers must be allowed to take down this cash cow!

Although there is a melodious melodious sound of the piano, the lobby is still a bit noisy, the sound of clinking cups, the sound of drunken bragging, and the scholar who has a little money but is still not allowed to go to the wing room. The sharp sound... lingered in chaos in the lobby.

The decoration in the lobby is luxurious and elegant, but the noise in the hall does not match the dark night outside the window, making Xun Ming, who already hates noise, frown slightly.

However, even if you don't like it, it's just a matter of time.

It's true that Xun Ming is keen on this kind of dusty place, but it's not what Jiang Sinan thought.

And if he didn't choose the leading "Rouge Building" at first, it's not because of Jiang Sinan's guess that he had a preference, but because of his lessons learned.

After all, there is still a big difference between the "top card" who demolished a city and the "second child" who demolished a city.

The thoughts were only let go for a while, and then Xun Ming took them back to his heart.

Then Jiang Sinan looked at the young man in white who was speechless for a while and stepped forward, holding a piece of wood that he didn't know where he came from. It poured out from the bar, swiped the sword obliquely, and a silver-white cold light flashed across the hall, cutting the pillar in the middle of the hall into two pieces.

Vaguely, in the pillars thick enough to be two people, there seemed to be a distorted woman's face torn apart by the sword light, and after struggling for a moment, it disappeared into a wisp of black smoke.

Xun Ming, who casually threw the ordinary stick aside after a sword strike, sighed slightly in his heart, let's take the top card, and if it's troublesome, it's troublesome, after all, his "small book" may not be available for some time. "Add bricks and tiles".

Jiang Sinan, who had the highest cultivation here and was also the first to discover Xun Ming's handing over the sword, just froze on the spot, his eyes were as big as copper bells, and his sword eyebrows that were originally pointing at the sky were even more so. Break free and fly to the sky.

It seems that after a few moments, the pillar in the center of the hall reacted. It was broken into two parts from the cut surface of the sword, connecting the ceiling and the ground respectively. Then, the upper half of the pillar that lost its connection was moved along The extremely smooth cut surface slanted down, even shaking the ceiling on the second floor.

If it wasn't for being frightened by the notorious "brothel killer" a few days ago, the proprietress of this "Rouge Building" gritted her teeth and spent a lot of money to replace the connection between the beam and the floor with a snap button. If four side pillars were quietly added around the hall behind closed doors, then Xun Ming's sword will probably make such a "Rouge Building" unavoidable to escape the end of "bruising the muscles and bones".

As for the people in the building, Xun Ming naturally would not allow them to die tragically, and let him do whatever he wanted.

Just like at this time, Xun Ming, who noticed the mystery of the beams and pillars, blinked his eyes in surprise, and then put away the "Small Mountain Talisman" that was about to "open the door" in his hand, saying it was the "Small Mountain Talisman" because of this It is the little grandson of the little grandson drawn by Xun Ming according to the "moving mountain talisman".

As a "top-grade" talisman, the "mountain-moving talisman" inspires the ability to move mountains, while this little great-great-grandson "small mountain talisman" needs a lot of grounding, and can only store and carry earth and rocks a few feet in size, which is not enough. It also confirmed Xun Ming's words, "Just enough is enough."

These talismans for recovery after the incident, and the Xian family coins that he would leave behind as compensation every time, were the reason why the "brothel killer" was notorious all over the world, but he never got on the official arrest warrant.

Who the hell is so tired of his job and dares to arrest an immortal?

Therefore, the infamy of the "brothel killers" who are getting worse is almost not like that of the brothels who are the victims. The people in the family are all "righteous heroes" from all walks of life whose masculinity cannot be vented for a while.

But the real situation is that those Loufang who have suffered a lot of grievances, ruined the place for others and "dare not to speak in a muffled voice" have made a large windfall in a muffled voice.

A "little snow coin" that is "the least valuable" on the mountain is worth a thousand taels of silver at the foot of the mountain, and it is often priced but has no market, and you always have to pay a premium to exchange it.

So there is nothing wrong with saying that Jiang Sinan is the stupid son of a landlord's family, it's just that the "landlord" of this "landlord" is a bit big.

The yellow and white things in the world are really just small money in the eyes of the people on the mountain.

Although there was no landslide, the entire "Rouge Building" still inevitably had a re-stabilization of the center of gravity, and the noise suddenly turned into various exclamations in panic, and the sound of the piano with a faint sense of immortality also stopped abruptly. Through the tulle hanging from the stage, one can vaguely see that the woman playing the piano on the stage has already stood up, looking around in a daze.

A bustard whose white face was no less than that of the previous one yelled angrily, and a few big men quickly appeared beside her, and they turned menacingly at the young man who was tired of working and dared to smash the scene come.

However, there was one person, who was one step ahead of them, smashed the floor under his feet, and appeared in front of the white-clothed young man in a flash. Slightly lifted off the ground, a roar of blood and hatred sounded in the lobby, making the bustard and the big man froze in place for a moment, with the illusion that their lines had been robbed.

"You're fucking looking for faults, aren't you?!"

(End of this chapter)