Damn, this could happen?

However, it was fortunate that I met them. At least I could remember what the two women looked like, so that father and son would not become comrades in the same trench.

"Hold down Lao Zhang!" Shen Lang shouted.

The others also reacted very quickly. As soon as Shen Lang finished speaking, several people held down Zhang San together.

"What, what?"

Zhang San didn't know what to do at first, but after being stopped by everyone, he knew what to do.

"Fuck it, let me go, let me go, I'm going to beat this little bastard to death!"

"My family is unlucky, my family is unlucky!"

"Don't stop me, let me beat him to death!"

Human beings are very magical creatures. Sometimes it’s okay if you don’t try to persuade them. The more you persuade them, the more motivated they become.

The more you coax the child, the more he cries. The more you persuade adults not to hit the child, the harder he hits him…

Everyone's advice was like teaching Zhang San what to do.

Shen Lang quickly gestured to Zhang Lei.

Seeing this, Zhang Lei quickly let go of his hand and ran away.

Zhang Lei ran away and Shen Lang came to Zhang San.

"Shen Lang, tell them to let me go, I'm going to beat him to death!"

Looking at the excited Zhang San, Shen Lang hurriedly said: "Uncle Zhang, calm down, that is not Zhang Lei!"

"what?"

Zhang San was stunned, looking confused.

Not Zhang Lei? How could I not recognize my own son?

Also, if it wasn’t Zhang Lei, why would he run away when he saw me?

"Hey, I see you're drunk, I'm afraid there will be misunderstandings." Shen Lang slapped his thigh: "You know, there are always dragon riders running to my place. Look, this one looks a bit like Zhang Lei, his name is Sun Dian!"

"If you get drunk, admit your mistake, and beat someone up, that's going to be bad!"

"If it wasn't Zhang Lei, it would be easy to fight back!"

"What realm and job are we in? Can we defeat the dragon riders coming down from the battlefield?"

"Zhang Lei, Sun Dian...Why did Sun Dian run away when he saw me?" Zhang San opened his mouth.

"He didn't run away when he saw you, he ran away when he saw us. We all came from the palace, and the Dragon Riders are soldiers. It would not look good if we found them visiting a brothel."

"If you don't believe me, ask everyone. Could that be Zhang Lei?" Shen Lang quickly winked at everyone.

"Yes, Lao Zhang, that's not Zhang Lei. Zhang Lei is a little taller than him."

"Yes, our Lei Zi eats so well, he is much stronger than him."

"This one looks like a gigolo, Lei Zi is more manly."

"Old Zhang, you are just drunk. I watched Lei Zi grow up. How can I admit my mistakes?..."

"So...that's not Zhang Lei?" Zhang San looked confused.

"Yes, that's not Zhang Lei!" Shen Lang said firmly.

Zhang San has experienced what it means that gossip can melt gold and what it means to call a horse a zebra.

When everyone said that boy was not Zhang Lei, he himself became a little unconfident...

…………

"It's quite interesting." Zhao Huaibei had changed his clothes and was gently waving a folding fan, watching the farce.

In his eyes, even though Shen Lang was so capable and good at speaking, and was even the champion of the Leaping Ordinary Realm, he was just a servant who provided him with entertainment.

To put it bluntly, it's similar to juggling.

He took Shen Lang in just to see what kind of fun Shen Lang could bring him.

From this perspective, Shen Lang did not make a mistake in accepting the package, and this can be explained away.

"My disciple will definitely bring many surprises to you in the future." Mo Yi laughed.

Soon, Shen Lang brought those people in and arranged women for them, with each of them being given ten spirit stones.

After making all those arrangements, Shen Lang ran out immediately and came to Zhao Huaibei's side.

This was the first time Shen Lang observed Zhao Huaibei up close.

He is about 1.7 meters tall, looks a little immature, and his face has not fully grown yet. He looks like a child at first glance.

He inherited many of Zhao Qingyang's genes, and there was a hint of firmness and seriousness in his eyes.

"Hello, sir. It's such an honor for me that you can come!" Shen Lang was touched.

This was the first time Shen Lang spoke to Zhao Huaibei face to face, and he was a little nervous.

"Well, let's go." Zhao Huaibei nodded.

To be honest, he has never been to the place of fireworks.

He was willing to come here, one to give Shen Lang some face, and two because he was also curious about this kind of place.

"Young Master, do you prefer to appear high-profile or low-profile?" Shen Lang asked in a low voice.

"What do you think?" Zhao Huaibei's eyes were on Shen Lang.

Seeing this little brat pretending to be profound, Shen Lang couldn't help but smile.

This is only in another world. If it were in my world, at your age, no matter what I say, I would chase you and ask you how many points you got in the final exam and what place you are in the grade...

"I think that as a young master, you should keep a high profile!"

Zhao Huaibei frowned slightly.

"But who is the young master? There is no need to be so high-profile. What is a real big shot? It is to keep a low profile all the time. If you don't make a sound, you will be amazing. The young master has the ability to be high-profile at any time, so it is better for him to be low-profile."

"Well, that's a good point. There's no need to alarm everyone. I'll just take a look." Zhao Huaibei nodded with satisfaction.

Seeing Zhao Huaibei acting like a little adult, Shen Lang had the urge to touch his head.

"Master, I'll leave the guarding job to you."

"I won't go into this crappy place. I'll just guard it here." Mo Yi yawned.

She was not willing to be a bodyguard for Shen Lang, let alone a bodyguard in a brothel.

But there is no way, Shen Lang gave too much...

"It doesn't matter. Who can do anything to me?" Zhao Huaibei raised his head and walked towards the brothel proudly.

From the look on his face, people who didn’t know would think he was going to enter the palace.

Shen Lang gave Mo Yi a gesture of caution and hurriedly caught up with Zhao Huaibei, walking half a body length slower than him.

Seeing this, Mo Yi hid in the darkness.

…………

The brothel was also bustling with activity. On the three floors, there were maids hurrying by and guests clapping their hands.

The first floor is a place for ordinary people with a little money to spend. They drink with girls while watching the special dances on the stage.

Those dancing on the stage all have very strong skills and can perform difficult moves with ease.

There were bands of that era around them, playing drums and pianos to accompany them.

The second floor is where rich people hang out, mostly traveling merchants, and there are also some minor officials here.

The third floor is where the monks play, there are merchants with cultivation skills, officials with cultivation skills, and some individual visitors.

The third floor is not so much for those who have cultivation, but for those who spend spirit stones. If you don't spend spirit stones, you can't go to the third floor.

"it is good!"

After the dance, a pile of silver was thrown onto the stage, among which were some spiritual fragments.

When Zhao Huaibei came in, what he saw was this extravagant and decadent scene.

Chapter 57 Zhao Huaibei's Strange Hobby

"Okay, one more!"

"Dance well, my master will reward you!"

"Why are you dancing when you're wearing so many clothes? Take off one more piece!"

"One hundred taels, take it off!"

The people on the first floor shouted loudly, and those on the second and third floors leaned on the railings and threw money onto the stage frantically. Some of the money hit the girls and their instruments, but they didn't move, and even their smiling expressions didn't change.

Zhao Huaibei looked at the money raining down in front of him and couldn't help but feel moved, yet also a little contemptuous.

Low end, too low end.

He vented his feelings on the girl, trying to release the pressure in his heart in this way.

A truly strong person would not use this method.

Looking at the people in the room, including the girls and the guests, they were all clowns in Zhao Huaibei's eyes.

"Hey, Mr. Shen, you have friends here!" The madam's eyes lit up when she saw Shen Lang coming in again.

More than twenty people, each spending ten spirit stones, this is a big business!

What is gold and silver? In this world, being able to earn spirit stones is the real skill.

Without cultivation, no matter how much money you make, you won’t be able to keep it.

The madam herself is a strong person in the Zhoutian realm, and her cultivation level is achieved by simply spending money.

Although Shen Lang is two realms lower than her, in her eyes, whoever has money is the boss.

"This is extremely important, big shot." Shen Lang said nothing, took out ten spirit stones and stuffed them into the madam's hand: "It doesn't matter to others, including me, just take care of this for me, understand? These are just for you."

"Oh, what are you talking about, Master Shen? We are all guests, we are all masters!" The madam's eyes lit up and she whispered, "It's like a dream, two great courtesans, these are all reserved for you, Master."

"Both of them are at the peak of the Leaping Ordinary Realm. They have broken through the Five Apertures at the age of sixteen. In the past two years, they have also learned the arts of music, chess, calligraphy and painting..."

"If it were anyone else, it would be hard to even see her, but since you, Master Shen, are here, no one else can snatch her away!"

"Sir, do you want to make a scene? I want all the girls to say hello to you."

"My friend likes to keep a low profile." Shen Lang whispered.

"Okay, upstairs please!"

…………

Walking in the noisy brothel, Zhao Huaibei felt that he was independent of this brothel, as if he was walking in the clouds and looking down at this muddy world.

Looking at his expression, he felt like everyone else was drunk but he was the only one sober...

Soon, Shen Lang and others arrived at the highest-end private room, Zuiyue Pavilion.

This Zuiyuelou is not the best brothel in the city. Although the consumption level is high, spirit stones are resources for cultivation, and few people would spend a large amount of spirit stones to play here.

Those who treat spirit stones as copper coins also prefer to go to the best brothels.

Therefore, to the madam, Shen Lang is definitely a big customer.

This kind of guest who spends money like water is her favorite.

Zhao Huaibei sat in the main seat, and Shen Lang sat below, serving the officials.

"I remember your monthly salary was only four spirit stones, right?" Zhao Huaibei glanced at Shen Lang: "Today..."

"Then the son-in-law of Butler Liu is getting married. Butler Liu is the top leader of District B and is very rich."

"His live-in son-in-law casually gave me three hundred spirit stones and asked me to take my brothers out for fun."

"Now that I have money, I can't just think about myself. There are twenty-three of us, and I still have seventy spirit stones."

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