Great Tang Broom Star

Chapter 103 No Survival

Tonight, the Wuxiang Building was brightly lit and full of voices, and the song "Fengqiao Night Mooring" was sung and sung again and again.

In a brothel diagonally opposite, Wang Qi stood by the window on the second floor, listening to the report behind him.

"Jia Ping'an and Na Yaxiang are inseparable. They love each other, and Na Yaxiang's eyes are full of reverence. In a flash, she seems to have turned into a she-wolf, trying to swallow Jia Pingan in one bite."

"So... that Yaxiang is Jia Ping'an's woman?" Wang Qi pressed the window lattice, and locked his eyes on the Wuxiang Building opposite.

"Yes." Erniang Chen glanced at him behind her, with love in her eyes, "It's just what Jia Pingan said... My waist hasn't grown yet, so I don't want to sleep with her."

Wang Qi sneered and said: "The broom star is a hated thing in Huazhou. After arriving in Chang'an, I don't know if he was suppressed by Chang'an's noble spirit or what, but he stopped harming people...but he became us. opponent."

Chen Erniang sighed: "Twice plotting Cui Jian, both times were destroyed by him, I wish I could kill him!"

"It can't be killed." Wang Qi shook his head. "Whoever kills Jia Ping'an, the emperor will roar and deal with that person with all his strength. Besides, a certain person thought that this person was an ant before, so he didn't pay attention to it. Taking advantage of the situation to disrupt the situation..."

"Now that XX knows his methods, what else can he be proud of?" Wang Qi said proudly: "In terms of methods, he is not even worthy to carry XX's shoes. Tonight you take someone there yourself, and you must let Yaxiang Be one of us, yes, I heard that women can never forget their first man, right?"

Chen Erniang said with a smile: "Exactly, it is often unforgettable in a lifetime."

"It's the first time!" Wang Qi smiled and looked at the Wuxiang Tower under the lights, and said, "It's just a prostitute. I'll pick the ugliest one to get her later."

Chen Erniang trembled, "Yes."

"Let her remember it forever, hahahaha!"

...

Night fell.

Jia Pingan came out with Cui Jian wobbly.

"Cui Langzhong..."

"Are you looking down on someone?" Cui Jian became angry, "Brother Cui."

Chest push...

Jia Pingan smiled, "Brother Cui, is today a feast?"

"Forget it." Cui Jian looked up at the sky full of stars, and praised: "At this moment, a certain heart is full of that poem, nothing else."

He staggered forward.

"The moon is setting and the sky is full of frost. Jiang Feng and fishing fire are facing Mianmian. The Hanshan Temple outside Gusu City, the bell rings to the passenger ship in the middle of the night. Xiao Jia, good poetry, hahahaha!"

The old bustard came out and shouted: "Hey! Cui Langjun, many ladies are waiting for you!"

"Really?" Cui Jian said with a smile: "Let them put wine in the room, so I want to continue drinking."

This meant that he was going to have a party with a woman, and it really was Cui Shizi, and the gameplay was very advanced.

"Someone went back."

Most of the Baiqi had to go back, as did Shao Peng and Tang Xu.

As for the night ban, it is not a problem for Baiqi.

Someone called Pingkang Fang to open the door, and then they dispersed.

Jia Pingan led more than ten hundred riders and quietly climbed over the wall from the other side.

"Jia Wenshu, what are we going to do?" Bao Dong had previously gone to the latrine with the prostitute as an excuse, and came back half an hour later, his legs were weak, and he yawned from time to time.

"Shut up." Jia Pingan led them to Wuxianglou in a familiar way.

Familiar with the road...

Jia Pingan was taken aback by this sudden word.

Brother is not an old prostitute!

He turned around, pointed to Wuxianglou, and waved.

"Kill Yaxiang?" Bao Dong looked regretful, "At least I'll sleep first."

"Sleep with your sister!" Jia Pingan was furious, "Someone is going to attack her."

wipe!

In an instant, the hundred riders were all in good spirits.

"who?"

Jia Pingan pointed in the direction of Changsun Wuji's house,

Everyone is silent.

"That's the old enemy, Jia Wenshu. Some of our people died in their hands. Once the two sides want to fight, they will never stop."

Why?

It's normal for Jia Pingan to think about it.

Baiqi belonged to the emperor, and people in the small circle despised the imperial power, so naturally they didn't take them seriously. Once the two sides go to war, let's talk about killing them.

also good!

He also thought about how to deal with it once they fight, since it is immortal, it will be much more convenient.

But everyone didn't know what he was thinking, and Bao Dong even worried that Jia Ping'an was too soft-hearted...

"Jia Wenshu, don't be too soft-hearted!"

"hehe!"

Jia Pingan laughed and led them into the backyard of Wuxiang Building.

Lei Hong said in a low voice: "Have you forgotten that Jingguan?"

Bao Dong shuddered, feeling that he was dizzy.

A young man who can make suggestions and tease Beijing is too soft-hearted?

"I'm afraid he's too tough."

Everyone nodded.

Jia Pingan squatted down and ordered in a low voice: "Their target is Yaxiang, so don't move outside for a while, let them in, and when there is any movement, immediately encircle..."

"Is this going to catch them all?"

"Of course." Jia Pingan was a little excited when he thought that he was about to fight against those people in the small circle.

Everyone saw it and couldn't help but look at each other.

The small circle is powerful, and to be honest, Baiqi felt a little uncertain about them and was unwilling to fight them. But with Master Jia's appearance... clearly he couldn't wait.

"Someone went up."

Jia Pingan quietly entered the back door with someone.

The Five Fragrance Tower was still happy, and the old bustard was standing in the dark full of energy. Seeing the guests singing the poem by Jia Ping'an repeatedly, drinking and calling women, he couldn't help but feel very happy.

"Jia Lang is indeed my mother's lucky star!"

A hand patted her shoulder without warning.

The old bustard was rejoicing, and this was a corner where no one was around, so she was almost scared to pee, and subconsciously wanted to scream.

That hand covered her mouth, and a familiar voice came, "It's a certain."

"Jia Lang?"

"Listen well, the following words must not be missed. First, XX has never come back after going out. Second, the two rooms next to Yaxiang are reserved for XX, and no one else is allowed."

He didn't even let others hear his movements... This, he really is a gentleman! The old bustard rejoiced, "Are you going to sleep Yaxiang? Then I'll make your bed."

The bustard really fell in love with this big and handsome tiger, but she was always worried that the money tree would run away, and wished she could tie Yaxiang to his body, making it difficult for him to move.

"It has nothing to do with you, remember, if you don't want to die... just keep silent."

The old bustard shuddered, "This is..."

"Don't ask if you shouldn't."

Jia Pingan pointed upstairs, "Take someone to Yaxiang's room."

Later, the bustard knocked on the door of Yaxiang's room.

Jia Ping just touched it in.

Yaxiang let out a low cry, and then closed the door with a bang.

The old bustard touched the nose hit by the door, and said depressedly: "Yaxiang! Don't worry."

In the room, Yaxiang walked slowly, her eyes seemed to drip water.

"Just sleep tonight." Jia Pingan looked at her boudoir, feeling a little uncomfortable.

Yaxiang was taken aback, "This is..."

"Someone probably wants to steal incense and jade, so I'm waiting for him here tonight." Jia Pingan was worried that she would be frightened by shouting and killing.

"No." Yaxiang approached, "It's the woman with the long nails last time, right?"

This woman is not stupid!

Jia Pingan frowned, "Don't worry about men doing things."

Yaxiang looked at him, her eyes sparkling, "Okay. But...it's cold at night, or... go to bed and wait under the quilt."

yes!

Chang'an City in autumn is a bit cold in the morning and evening.

...

"Don't move." Jia Pingan sat on the edge of the bed, wearing a thin quilt.

Behind him, Yaxiang slowly sat up and stuck behind him.

She always wanted to catch Jia Ping'an, but after several attempts, she realized that this man didn't like her at all.

Tonight is an opportunity...

Just as she was about to hug Jia Pingan, she saw him wave his hand, and then quietly walked to the door.

Boom boom boom!

There was a sound similar to the vibration of some utensils from the next door, which was a signal that those people were coming.

Jia Ping turned around and said in a low voice: "Cover your head with the quilt, don't listen to anything, don't look at anything, remember."

Yaxiang nodded subconsciously, and only then remembered Master Jia's identity.

The tiger of a hundred riders!

Is this to kill?

She lay on the bed and pulled the quilt over her head.

This man is so overbearing!

The thought and the fear are constantly exchanged.

Jia Pingan was standing behind the door, holding a wooden stick in his hand.

The sound of various musical instruments outside, as well as the sound of singing, and the yelling of those whores, was very noisy.

But Jia Pingan still heard subtle footsteps, like a cat...

The footsteps stopped at the door.

Fuck!

Jia Pingan found himself a little nervous.

Even if he killed three people, he still did the same.

Something stretched in through the crack of the door, and then pulled the latch.

The latch was slowly pushed aside, and finally the door opened quietly.

A man poked his head and took a look inside.

The candlelight is faint, and the bed has a raised quilt.

This is sleeping?

The man was overjoyed and turned around to wave.

Then he turned around and walked in cautiously.

wrong!

There are people nearby.

The man turned sideways, and saw the grinning teenager.

Stick swing!

Boom!

The man didn't respond and just fell to the ground.

The doors on both sides opened, and several hundred riders rushed out. The two men were stunned when they saw this, and just wanted to shout...

bang bang bang bang bang...

Bao Dong leaned over, hugged the fallen man's head with both hands, and twisted it hard.

Click!

Both men were treated accordingly.

What's inside?

"Jia Wenshu?"

Jia Pingan dragged the man out, and Bao Dong said, "No one will be left alive."

The emperor was not going to turn against the small circle, nor did he have the capital to turn against, so keeping a living confession was asking for trouble, and it might break the situation.

Jia Pingan nodded, and Baiqi came over and broke the man's neck, then dragged him away.

Yaxiang lay under the quilt, trembling slightly.

She hoped that Jia Ping'an would come over, hug her gently, and say something to make her feel at ease.

There was the sound of the door closing.

Is this the removal of the threat?

Yaxiang is hot all over, looking forward to...

After a long time, she slowly pulled down the quilt and turned her eyes.

The room was empty, and the boy had long since disappeared.

"Hold him!"

Jia Ping'an's shout came from the backyard, and Yaxiang rushed to the window, opened it, and leaned out.

In the backyard, Jia Pingan cheerfully directed Baiqi's men to surround a man.

The man was finally knocked down by a stick, and Yaxiang held her chest in fear.

"Walk."

Everyone quietly left behind.

Jia Pingan was the last one. When he closed the door, he suddenly looked up at Yaxiang.

ah!

Yaxiang was short of breath, her face was blushing, and she felt that all her fear dissipated at this glance.

And Chen Erniang is running away at the moment.

She fled all the way to the brothel diagonally opposite, and when she saw Wang Qi by the window, she knelt down and bowed her head, "The slave is defeated."

Wang Qi's white face became more angry, "I lost to him, incompetent!"

Chen Erniang tremblingly said: "He has already prepared."

"Still quibbling!"

Wang Qi turned around, with a look of embarrassment and anger on his face, and kicked Chen Erniang over.

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