The Green Shirts in the Martial Arts Rivers and Lakes

Chapter 49 Entering the Building
Nine carriages were parked in the rain, lined up, and the atmosphere was solemn.

Although those five people's kicks are not as good as first-class ones, they are vicious and their moves are desperate to fight. I'm afraid they are either bandits fleeing to the south or bandits running rampant. It is clear, but some people in the rivers and lakes who don't show their mountains and dews can see it clearly.

The moment the coachman was dragged into the carriage, the three desperadoes had already reacted, and with a flying leg, they swept towards the people in the carriage like arrows piercing their hearts. As soon as the knife light passed, it found a gap between the stormy attack and wiped the necks of the three people.

The three members of the local gang are also facing a big enemy. At the critical moment, such a scumbag appears, and the enemy and friends are unpredictable, and he has already winked at the hundred and ten brothers behind him.

"Fuck...fucking ghost!"

The other two were bleeding from their mouths and noses, and they were not dead yet. They lay in the rain and caught a glimpse of this scene. They couldn't help wriggling their throats, and with some difficulty squeezed out three words, their eyes were already slackening.

The curtain of the carriage was lifted, and a person came out, wearing a blue shirt with a collar and a head of sharp and capable short hair. He was tall and straight, with long and narrow eyes, black eyebrows and thin lips, and sharp cheeks. He stood holding an umbrella.

At first glance, this person is not very impressive, only his figure is a little different from ordinary people, but the second glance is different, and the third eye is different again. When he raised his eyebrows and squinted his eyes, this person's shoulders did not move, and the head on the shoulders turned. Going out half a circle, he looked at the two half-dead northern men in the rain.

An invisible and fierce coldness quietly followed his gaze across the long street.

It's not because of how fierce this person's expression is, or because of the murderous intent in his eyes, but because of a special aura that belongs to this person, penetrating to the bone and marrow.

From this point of view, this person is completely different from before.

"Take you for a ride?"

The man held an umbrella and walked in front of the two of them, lowered his eyelids, and asked lightly.

The two northern men were already struggling to breathe, and their faces turned purple, as if they were drowning. Hearing this, they finally opened their mouths, "Thank you so much!"

The man said lightly: "You're welcome!"

As soon as the words fell, he lifted his toe and lightly pecked at the throats of the two of them. With the sound of bone breaking, the two of them died instantly.

This is the rivers and lakes.

Cruel and real, you have to fight with your life.

A fight ended in the blink of an eye.

Hiss, so ruthless! !
Rao is a member of the Jiuliu who is used to life-and-death fights and disputes between rivers and lakes in the Golden Tower. Seeing this situation, it is inevitable that the spine will feel cold and the scalp will tingle.

It was too easy to kill.

Lifting the edge of the umbrella, the man's face became clearer with the help of the lights in the golden building.

It was none other than Chen Zhuo.

Looking at the flower building in front of me, although the name is the same as the two buildings in Beijing and Tianjin, it is in Lingnan style.

After all, they are living in exile.

Just when everyone was amazed, a person came down from the third floor of the Golden Tower.

He was a middle-aged man with a solid base, walking like a dragon and a tiger, not too big, but with a kind face, he looked like an accountant.

As soon as this person came out, all the big and small accountants stood up.

"Mr. Chen, everyone calls me Mr. Rui. I'm neglecting to help my aunt take care of the building right now."

Chen Zhuo raised his eyebrows, and suddenly found it interesting that this person was walking the way of Xingyimen.

And among those three aunts and six wives, a girl suddenly turned out, slipped and sprinted, and had already reached the door, clasped her fists together, and said solemnly: "Mr. Chen, I have seen you!"

Mr. Rui smiled kindly: "This is... Although she is small, she has a high seniority. Everyone in the building calls her Third Sister."

Chen Zhuo nodded, "Everyone, I've seen it!"

"Get out of the car too."

He turned his head and greeted the remaining carriages.

Immediately, the curtain was lifted, and the girls came down one by one.The capital fell, and the Gold and Silver Building would not be able to stay any longer. Fearing that the people in the building would be affected, those who had a place to go were given money, and those who had nowhere to go were brought along.

Of course, this was not Chen Zhuo's decision, but that aunt's.

He didn't have much opinion of these women begging for work in the wind and dust.

In this kind of world, not to mention a woman who has no strength to restrain a chicken, even a young and strong man can live without life or death, how can he expect anything else.Without support, you can only commit yourself to Goulan Wasi, welcome and send, and please others. You need to know that only living can have hope.

But most of the people from the White Lotus Sect had dispersed to various places, only a few people were left to act as coachmen and lead the way.

Under the astonished eyes of everyone, the coachman who was dragged into the carriage by Chen Zhuo had trotted out in the rain, led a group of chattering girls into the Golden Building, and went straight up to the third floor.

Most of the people in the building were from different schools of thought. Seeing this scene, they had different expressions. Some people wanted to say a few words, but when they saw Chen Zhuo stepping in, their breath stagnated and they closed their mouths again.

However, there are still people who can't sit still.

This building is a mountain of gold and silver, how many people keep it and make a fortune, so many people come in now, it is natural to discuss it again.

"This Mr. Chen is coming from the north?"

Someone spoke up and asked, and it was clear that he had a southern accent.

"The building is divided into three heavens, and each has its own owner. Do you know the rules? Can anyone come in casually?"

Xu Shi couldn't get used to Chen Zhuo's way of ignoring anyone after entering the door, before he could reply, someone asked again, his voice was already a little bit cold, echoing in the building.

Those girls who only thought they could finally land safely heard the badness in the words, and each of them stood on the stairs with their half-wet bodies and luggage in their arms, hesitating whether they should go up, and finally had no choice but to know what to do. Cuo looked back at Chen Zhuo.

In their eyes, the many twists and turns encountered along the way were settled by Chen Zhuo, the master sitting in the carriage. backbone.

Chen Zhuo brushed off the foam on his sleeves, and said to the girls with a normal expression, "Go up first."

After finishing speaking, he climbed up the steps, and said in a neutral manner: "What do you pay attention to in a place where welcome and send off?"

Although he said that he should not be too aggressive when he went to the south to seek refuge and live in another country, but being restrained does not mean that he will be a dwarf.

Someone said with a half-smile: "Little brother, maniacs are in trouble. It doesn't matter whether you are a dragon or a tiger in the north, but here in Foshan, I advise you to be humble... If you really have the ability, you won't be reduced to a gangster." The lost dog was killed by foreigners, you..."

Chen Zhuo rolled his eyes, his eyes were like flying lightning, and he quickly found the person who spoke in the crowd.

Seeing that it was a prostitute, his eyes flashed fiercely, the man wanted to say more, but his eyes met, the prostitute's face paled inexplicably, his legs trembled, and he slumped down on the chair in awe.

"Not worth mentioning!"

Others who still wanted to interrupt changed their faces and stopped talking.

Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, Mr. Rui said in time: "Everyone, I have offended you. This Mr. Chen is my aunt's distinguished guest!"

Upon hearing this, those who were about to make a move immediately died down.

"Since this is the case, this matter has been exposed, but we must abide by the rules. Those girls remember to allocate half of the tea money every month in the future. It is the fifth day of the lunar new year. Remember to prepare it."

At this moment, an old-fashioned voice came from the second floor.

Chen Zhuo stopped when he turned around, and smiled strangely, "Hehe, are you willing to reach out for a woman's skin and money?"

The voice replied indifferently: "This is the rule of the south, you can disobey it, but the consequences are at your own risk."

"Good talk!"

Chen Zhuo climbed up the stairs with the railing.

"I am waiting."

(End of this chapter)