Datang: Starting from a fortune-telling stall, Wu Zetian was suddenly abducted

Chapter 262

A man next to him who had been entangled with Sein Fei just now whispered to him:
"Da Lang, we have no money."

what?
Zhang Yang froze for a moment, then said viciously:

"Where's our money? Didn't we just collect a lot of New Year's fees a few days ago?"

The man reminded in a low voice:

"You forgot, Dalang. All that money was used to buy gifts for Mr. Song."

"You gave all the gifts he returned to Mrs. Hu in Naxi City."

After hearing this, Zhang Yang laughed and said:

"Isn't that enough? Old Man Song is quite rich. The gift he gave us must be twenty thousand dollars."

"It's definitely enough for our expenses today. Let's go."

When everyone heard this, they all swept away the gloom, and crowded into an ox cart in a swarm, crowded with people, piled up with each other, and headed for Chang'an.

Zhang Yang rode his horse and returned with them.

There is no curfew in Chang'an City today. The city gates are decorated with lights and colorful lights, and the city is bustling with people.

Zhang Yang and the others were only thinking about the fiery body of Hu Ji and were not in the mood to appreciate all of this. They all squeezed through the crowd and hurried to the West Market.

After finally arriving at the place, just looking at the West Market at this time, it is also very lively, and there are obviously many more guests.

They went straight to the most familiar Zuihualou, and under the leadership of the 'doctor', they came to a room in the backyard that was filled with powdery smell.

The doctor smiled and asked:

"Master Zhang, are you still selling wine and selling bread today?"

Zhang Yang snorted from his nose,
"Okay, call me Lyris."

The doctor smiled and agreed, but just stood there and didn't move.

Knowing that he wanted to ask for a reward, Zhang Yang habitually took it out of his bosom, but found nothing, so he waved his hand and said:

"I'll serve you today, and I'll reward you later."

The doctor felt a little unhappy when he saw him like that, but he didn't show it on his face. He still smiled and turned around to summon Hu Ji.

After a while, several familiar Hu Ji came in with a gust of fragrance.

There is a saying that men and women are matched, and work is not tiring.

Drinking with a few grown men is inevitably a bit boring, but with women making jokes and performing songs and dances, it naturally adds a lot of flavor.

Zhang Yang drank heavily while watching his old sweetheart Lyris dancing in the middle of the room.

Looking at her watery blue eyes, she kept giving him flirtatious looks.

That graceful figure dances with the gauze on her body, and her fair and lovely skin is looming.

Zhang Yang's lower abdomen felt like fire rising, and he didn't want to wait any longer.

He stood up quickly, strode up to Lyris, and said with a lewd smile:

"Mom, let's go home."

Seeing him pulling her, Lyris fell into his arms and said with a sweet smile:

"Dalang, why are you so anxious today?"

"It's a long night, so why not stay a little longer and have some fun before you leave."

Zhang Yang, unshaven, leaned into Lyris's arms and said vaguely:
"Damn it, my evil nature has caused everything to go wrong these days."

"You have to help me vent my anger."

Lyris looked at his dirty look, a trace of disgust flashed in his eyes, but he still had a coquettish smile on his face, twisting his itchy body and giggling:

"Dalang is so impatient, haha. If you want it, I will let you do it."

"Then I'll call Sanlang Qu. You can hand over some money. I'll pack up and go with you."

Zhang Yang spread his hands,
"I came here in a bit of a hurry today. I didn't bring any money."

"Well, the gift I gave you the day before yesterday is worth a lot of money, so you can take it from there." Lyris became increasingly unhappy, turned around and broke away from Zhang Yang's arms, still smiling and replied:

"What did Dalang say? You said those gifts were for the slave family the day before yesterday, but today you said they would be used to pay for the wine. These are two different things."

"You'd better take out the money quickly, and the slave family will accompany you."

Zhang Yang's face darkened and he said:

"Damn it, what are you talking about? That's twenty dollars, enough for you to eat, drink and have fun for a year."

"When I gave it to you that day, you tried to flatter me in every possible way, but now I've turned against you and refused to admit it."

"Come on, let me go."

After saying that, he grabbed Leris's wrist and pulled him out.

Seeing this, Lyris immediately struggled back desperately and shouted:

"Here comes someone, Zhang Dalang has robbed someone."

Zhang Yang thought she was noisy and was annoyed that she turned against her, so he felt the evil fire in his heart rush to his forehead, slapped her in the face, and cursed:

"Barbarians who recognize money but not people, they eat me, drink me, sleep with me, and still resist me."

"Believe it or not, I will beat you to death today."

While he was talking, he was slapped twice again.

Only the one who was slapped by Lyris had his eyes gleaming with gold, his ears and nose bleeding, and he collapsed on the ground.

When the other Hu Ji saw this situation, they all screamed and ran out, shouting:

"Someone is coming, someone is coming quickly, Zhang Dalang has killed someone"

'Doctor' Zhao Si, who was waiting outside the door, ran in. He looked at the messy house, the angry and flamboyant Lyris, and the blood on his face. His eyes had turned cold:
"Zhang Dalang, you can eat, drink, play, whatever you want."

"If Lyris offends you, tell us and we will deal with her naturally. It won't be your turn to take action yet."

Zhang Yang, who was furious, saw that a little doctor dared to scold him, so he immediately slapped him in the face:

"You are like a dog, but you dare to educate me."

"I'll clean it up with you today."

After that, there was a fight of fists and kicks.

At this moment, a person rushed in from outside the house, pushed Zhang Yang away, and said sharply:
"Zhang Yang, are you crazy because of your success? How dare you cause trouble in the territory I am looking after?"

Zhang Yang looked up and saw that it was Wang Cang, the guardian of Zuihua Tower, whose cultivation level at the third level of martial arts was one level higher than his own.

Seeing him coming, Zhang Yang calmed down his anger, pointed angrily at Lyris and said:
"Dalang, you don't know the reason. She received a gift of twenty thousand dollars from me."

After that, he told Wang Cang the cause and effect.

After Wang Cang heard this, he smiled coldly,
"Zhang Yang, we all hang out in Chang'an Street. It's not like you don't understand the rules of this West Market."

"You want to take back the gift you gave me? Aren't you a fucking mastermind?"

His words immediately made Zhang Yang choked up and couldn't say a word.After thinking for a while, he stomped his feet angrily,

"Damn it, it's all like I'm feeding the money to the dogs."

"Brothers, let me go."

After saying that, he took a step and walked out.

Unexpectedly, Wang Cang blocked the door, looked at him coldly, and said:
"You just left?"

"What to do with the smashed things in this room? Are you beating Lyris and Shiro in vain?"

Zhang Yang understood what he meant and snorted angrily.
"I came out in a hurry today, so I didn't bring any money. Please keep the account for now, and I'll have the money delivered tomorrow."

Wang Cang clasped his hands on his chest and sneered.
"Zhang Dalang, do you believe this? You won't admit it when you leave this room."

"I saw Zhang Shenji. For the sake of the husband of the Zhang family, I asked you to pledge something. You can redeem it tomorrow."

"Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude."

(End of this chapter)