I just want to live an ordinary life with the power of the protagonist

Chapter 106 106. Changes
After hearing these words, Wang Bo couldn't help but chuckled, "It's the first time I've heard someone praise myself so much."

Hanyue was slightly taken aback, and then realized that what she said just now seemed to be suspected of boasting, she couldn't help but chuckled, her eyes rolled, "I once heard that Mr. Wang is a famous wanderer in Luoyang City. I saw you today. But I didn't expect Prince Wang to be such an interesting person."

interesting?
Whether Wang Bo thinks he is an interesting person or not, Hanyue thinks he is interesting is simply because modern people think differently from ancient people.

Because of this, Hanyue finds herself interesting.

If Hanyue was also a modern person, she wouldn't find Wang Bo interesting.

Whoa!

At this moment, in Shu Yuxuan, something happened.

In the private room on the second floor of the hall, there was a loud crashing sound suddenly, and then, a figure smashed through the door, smashed the railing on the second floor, and fell from the second floor onto the lotus platform in the center of the hall .

In an instant, the dancing orchids screamed and fled in embarrassment.

The sudden change caused an uproar in Shu Yuxuan, many people were terrified and trembling, and many people immediately realized that this should be a vendetta.

Some of the vagabonds who came to have fun changed their colors one after another, some ran away with their heads in their hands, while the other part was happy and fearless, hugging the girl beside them and laughing loudly.

Of course, there are still some people who are fighting with each other, wishing they could turn around and run away now.And the reason why they didn't run away was not because they had backbone, but because they were too scared to stand up because of the sudden change.

Hanyue next to Wang Bo's expression changed, she was afraid, horrified, but she didn't leave, she still sat beside Wang Bo, her hands were holding her clothes tightly, never letting go.

Even she was still comforting Wang Bo, "Don't be afraid, my lord, it's just a vengeance for people in the Jianghu. This group of people have their own sense of self-control, and they won't hurt innocent people too much, otherwise Dali Temple will never sit idly by."

Wang Bo couldn't help laughing, and was about to say something when he suddenly saw a figure rushing out from the second floor, jumped up suddenly, held a sword in his right hand, and slashed down like lightning.

This sword is like lightning and flint, ordinary people can't see the speed of the opponent's sword at all.

But Wang Bo could see clearly.

The man holding the long sword is a man dressed as a warrior, about 30 years old, with a downcast face and a shaggy beard, which seems to have not been taken care of for a long time, and his clothes are just the coarse linen clothes worn by ordinary people.

Even the long sword in his hand is not a precious sword.

With this attire, he looked like someone from the bottom of the rivers and lakes.

Although Wang Bo has never met the so-called quack people, generally speaking, those who have achieved fame should dress more cleanly and neatly.

Although the man's attire is very simple, but his skills are astonishing, his strikes are extremely vicious, the sword light is like a poisonous dragon, it's astonishingly fast, and twisted towards the man who fell on the ground in a flash.

The desolate man has made up his mind to kill, as if he wants to kill the fallen person with one blow.

And the person who fell to the ground was blown out of the room just now, and when he fell from the second floor, he had already been severely injured. At this moment, he couldn't stand up at all, and could only close his eyes and wait for death.

However, at this moment, an angry shout suddenly came from the crowd.

"Repair my second brother."

Then, a man in purple clothes flew out of the crowd, stepped on the heads of several pleasure-seekers, flew towards him, drew his sword in his hand, and stabbed the down-and-out man's throat without thinking.

The down-and-out man had no choice but to turn his wrist, gave up the idea of ​​killing the man to the end, and fought back to defend.

All the people present could only hear a ding ding dong dong sound, and the two swords kept colliding in the void, and then the desolate man and the man in purple slapped each other, then floated back.

After the man in purple landed on the ground, he took three or four steps back before stopping.

But after the downcast man fell to the ground, he seemed to be rooted and motionless.

Obviously, in the previous battle, the man in purple was slightly inferior.

In particular, he shot with anger, while the down-and-out man didn't care that he was forced to fight. Even so, he was still inferior, his face flushed, showing the awareness between the two of them.

The desolate man's eyes were ferocious, and he said in a hoarse voice: "Who are you? Li has no grievances with you. Why do you want to kill Li?"

The man in purple suppressed the churning blood in his heart, and snorted coldly, "Ms. Li? What a Mr. Li, but as far as I know, your surname is not Li, your surname is Zhao, Zhao Wuyan's Zhao!"

The downcast man's expression changed, and he said, "I don't know who Zhao Wuyan is."

The man in purple grabbed his clothes, pulled them hard, and tore them to pieces, revealing an official robe under the purple clothes. He raised a token and shouted loudly, "Dali Temple handles the case, and the idlers stay away!"

At the same time, several men who seemed to be having fun rushed out of the crowd, and they tore off their disguises one after another, revealing the official uniform of Dali Temple, and surrounded Zhao Wuyan, a down-and-out man.

For a moment, the entire Shu Yuxuan was in an uproar.

No one would have thought that just ordinary fun-seeking would meet Dali Temple to handle the case.

Everyone present knew the style of Dali Temple, and fled in embarrassment.

Hanyue said: "Prince Wang, Dali Temple is handling the case, and the idlers are waiting to retreat. Let's leave here."

She doesn't want to stay here any longer.

Although Wang Bo wasn't afraid of the people in Dali Temple, he didn't want to make extra troubles and ruin his beautiful life, so he couldn't help but nodded and said hello.

He and Hanyue stood up, mixed in the crowd, and planned to leave Shu Yuxuan.

When the two walked out of the gate of Shu Yuxuan, they heard a clanging sound coming from behind. It was obvious that the man named Zhao Wuyan had already stood in a group with the people from Dali Temple.

After everyone left the gate of Shu Yuxuan, some left without looking back.

But some remained.

As for those who stayed, except for some good people, most of them were the girls of Shu Yuxuan. Shu Yuxuan was their home, and the deeds of prostitution were all here. How could they leave Shu Yuxuan.

Wang Bo was also somewhat interested in the battles of ancient Jianghu people, so he stayed.

Hanyue stood beside him, her face seemed calm, but she clenched her five fingers tightly, and she didn't know what she was thinking in her heart.

Wang Bo couldn't help asking: "Miss Hanyue, do you know who this Zhao Wuyan is?"

In ancient times, girls in the Land of Fireworks had access to all kinds of religions and all kinds of people, and it was most convenient to inquire about news, so Wang Bo asked such a question.

Hanyue didn't disappoint Wang Bo either, she thought for a moment and said, "I once heard that there was a daring gangster in Jianghu, who only picked the rich to attack, not only seeking wealth, but also killing, and died in the hands of this gangster There are as many as dozens of rich people, nicknamed Ren Tu Dao, and their natal name is Zhao Wuyan."

(End of this chapter)