Xiaobai Wandering the World of Martial Arts

There is a flower hall inside, with fewer people and quieter. At the three tables, most of the people sitting are fat-headed wealthy businessmen. Heaps of flowers and money are turning around in sweaty hands. There are fragrant teas and fine wines at the table, and a dozen or so bejeweled young girls shuttle back and forth among the crowd with charming smiles, like a butterfly wearing flowers, touching a handful of silver here and picking up two gold ingots there .

Those who gamble money don't care about this.Therefore, although the money of the loser is empty, the wallet of the winner has not necessarily increased much.

Seeing that the accumulated gold and silver have flowed from the slender hands of the girls wearing rings to the pocket of the owner of the casino, this casino was opened by Zhu Sha's gang.

A wretched man who was dressed gorgeously but looked like a mouse, walked into the innermost room shyly.

As soon as he entered, he bowed and smiled apologetically from a distance: "Hi, Young Master."

Leng Qiuhun's face darkened.Walking over with hands behind his back, he frowned and said, "Cheng San, are you also here?"

Cheng San bent down and said, "How dare a villain come in at will, it's just..."

He squinted his eyes and smiled, and said in a low voice: "Last night, there was a rich customer who spent [-] yuan with Xiaocui in one night. When the villain heard about his hands, his hands itch. So I brought it for the young master."

Leng Qiuhun said: "Oh! Who is it?"

Cheng Sandao: "My surname is Zhang, and my name is Zhang Xiaolin."

Leng Qiuhun muttered, "Zhang Xiaolin, this name is very strange."

Cheng Sandao: "I heard that he rarely enters the customs, so..."

Leng Qiuhun said in a deep voice: "Who are the people who gamble in this place? You should know that even if a person with no background wants to lose money, others will not agree."

Cheng Sanpo smiled and said, "Don't worry, young master. If you have no history, how dare you bring it here at will... This customer Zhang is the largest ginseng merchant in Changbai Mountain. This time he came to Jinan. He came here just to spend money and have fun. .”

Leng Qiuhun smiled and said: "So it's a ginseng picker, let me take a look first..."

He raised the door curtain and looked out, only to see a purple-faced short-bearded man with a majestic appearance, 433 standing outside the door with his hands behind his back, holding two big iron balls in his hands, making "jingling" noises constantly.

Behind him stood a strange man.

'Hao Shou Zhi Zi' is the most famous existence in Jiang Hu recently.

Leng Qiuhun was so frightened that he hurried forward a few steps, cupped his hands and said, "But Mr. Bai?"

Zhang Xiaolin, who was holding two big iron balls, was stunned. He turned around and saw Bai Ziyang behind him stunned.

"Don't call me, I'll follow him." After speaking, Bai Ziyang looked at the surprised Zhang Xiaolin and said, "It's only seven days, did you forget about the scholar?"

Of course he was referring to Zhang Xiaolin, but he was Chu Liuxiang's disguised identity, and Bai Ziyang really went into the city and saw him following him.

As soon as Zhang Xiaolin was mentioned by him, he quickly responded: "Brother Bai also came to Jinan. I really miss him so much after seeing him outside the pass!"

Leng Qiu looked at the two in confusion, he wondered why they knew each other.

Stabilizing his mind, he clasped his fists and said with a smile: "Brother Zhang is far away, my younger brother is not good at hospitality, please forgive me! Unexpectedly, Brother Zhang met Mr. Bai."

While talking, Leng Qiuhun laughed and took "Zhang Xiaolin"'s hand, as if he hit it off right away, but there were some tentative words in his words, but he didn't dare to ask Bai Ziyang a single question.

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Sorry for the lateness, I went out for dinner, had some drinks, and had a long chat with friends. .

Chapter 6 beauty painting. "Please be automatic! "

This "Zhang Xiaolin" was indeed a high-roller who spent a lot of money without changing his face. He was betting Pai Gow on the table, and he lost [-] taels after betting a few hands.

But that Mr. Bai was very strange. He sat on the side without making a sound, like a wooden sculpture, with a book in each hand, and he was able to read two books at the same time!

The listless ones even sighed.

His voice is very soft, compared to the lively gambling table, it is impossible to disturb him, so at first no one cared about him, just regarded him as a strange person, that is, Leng Qiuhun was faintly on guard...

But until now, it happened to bother me!

As soon as he sighed, the face of the winner would fall down. Every movement he made and every sound he made seemed to have a magical quality, making people always follow him.

Seeing that the gamblers were not interested, Zhang Xiaolin said helplessly, "Brother Bai, why are you here? This is a gambling shop."

"The casino doesn't allow you to read books? You are not here to gamble."

Leng Qiuhun smiled lightly, and said, "It turns out that Brother Zhang..."

Before he finished, he suddenly stretched out his right hand like lightning, and pulled out Zhang Xiaolin's waist knife. The cold blade touched his neck, and said coldly, "Who are you? What are you doing here?"

Zhang Xiaolin remained expressionless, and said with a smile, "Brother, is he joking? I don't understand."

550 Leng Qiuhun didn't look at him, but instead asked Bai Ziyang, "Young Master Bai is not gambling, so I don't know why you are here?"

Bai Ziyang took back the booklet and said, "Your master Ximen Qian is dead, he came to look for clues, and the scholar came to find a second painting."

Leng Qiuhun was shocked and said: "Young master said that something happened to the family teacher?"

Zhang Xiaolin didn't know when he had left the blade, and looked at Bai Ziyang with a wry smile.

Bai Ziyang nodded and said, "That's right, the two of us happened to find a few floating corpses seven days ago, and Ximen Qian was among them."

Leng Qiuhun said angrily, "Who did it?"

Zhang Xiaolin explained: "Lingshi died under the Hainan faction, but... there should be something else hidden in it, because the murderer is also dead."

Leng Qiuhun's face was uncertain, and he suddenly shouted: "You don't rub the sand in your eyes, my friend, what are you doing here, and what are your intentions?"

Zhang Xiaolin had no choice but to tell the whole story, except for his real identity!

"Senior Ximen left a message before he left, explaining where he is going?"