Let’s Lose A Billion Today First

On the outskirts of the city, Chenghuang Temple.

To be honest, Chu Zheng really didn't see it, this is a temple.

The noise of weeds outside has almost rushed to the wall.

Only a vague outline can be seen.

Chu Zheng was sitting on the wall at this time, looking inside.

In the ruined temple.

The man squatted in the middle, holding a sword in his hand, and the blade was facing the throat of a man lying on the ground.

At some distance, Chuzheng couldn't see the expression of the man on the ground.

The fire in the ruined temple burned with a crackling sound.

The figures of the two were cast aside, shaking with the fire.

Chuzheng: I think he is fine, where is the rescue?

[Miss sister, no matter what, you can't just look at the surface, you have to look at the essence through the surface. 】

Chu Zheng: Do you mean let me dissect him? This... not so good.

【……】Do not! I didn't mean that! Miss sister still knows it's not so good, so she can rescue it.

Chu Zheng: I haven't studied it seriously. If the anatomy is not good, it will affect my image.

【? ? ? 】

【! ! ! 】

I thought Miss Sister could be rescued.

It is naive.

How did she interpret the essence through the surface into anatomy? !

The King was so angry that it exploded in place.

Just when Chu Zheng and Wang Zhe were arguing about whether the essence was anatomy from the surface, an anomaly suddenly appeared in the ruined temple.

The person lying on the ground suddenly sprinkled a handful of powdered things at the man.

The sword in the man's hand lost his measure and pierced the man's shoulder.

The people on the ground quickly jumped up, ignoring their injuries, and attacked the man.

Xu was the powder that affected the man, but he didn't avoid it.

[Come on, young lady, what are you thinking about? 】There is no more time to wait at this time! It's time for the hero to save the beauty!

Chuzheng: Why do you think the good person card is so weak?

Good mature people should learn to save themselves!

[Miss sister, good people are not weak, what's the matter with you? Need you to save it? He is weak and normal! 】

Chu Zheng: I can...make him a bit miserable first, and then save him.

【……】

Sorry to interrupt.

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I don't know what the powder is, the man is obviously lost, and his body shakes more and more.

At this moment, outside the ruined temple, two big men rushed in.

Seeing the situation in the ruined temple, apart from anything else, he picked up his weapon and surrounded the man.

After hitting three, the man was quickly kicked to the ground, motionless, probably fainted.

"Damn, this dead boy chased Lao Tzu most of the night."

The man who was first assassinated by a man in the ruined temple kicked the man with his foot and cursed.

"Okay, are you done?" Dahan No.2.

"No, I was interrupted by this kid." The big man said on the first call: "I don't know where it came out. I almost folded it in his hand just now."

"Kill him, go quickly." Dahan No.3 standing outside watching the wind urged.

Dahan One stepped forward and turned the man over with his foot.

"It's a shame to kill this thin skin and tender meat, and take it out and sell it." Dahan No.1 said viciously.

"At first glance, this person belongs to a wealthy family. Doing more is worse than doing less. Don't get into trouble." Dahan advised on the second.

"Who makes him take care of his business, deserves it." Dahan No.1 didn't listen: "Isn't it a waste to kill him when he is so beautiful and handsome, and sell him to Qinghonglou."

The other big guys couldn't make sense, and finally the big guy picked up the man and took him away.

The man did not faint completely.

He was held on his shoulder by the big man.

The abdomen was pushed against the shoulders of Dahan One, which was very uncomfortable.

While shaking, vaguely saw a person sitting on the wall of the ruined temple.

The man was looking here, as if what happened here had nothing to do with him.

Walking out of the ruined temple, the man looked over there with some difficulty.

The empty wall, only swaying grass.

Where are the shadows?

As if he was dazzled.

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Chu Zheng looked at the big men and sold the man into a house called Qinghonglou.

This is the largest flower house in the imperial city. Both men and women accept it.

It is not surprising that the trading population, in this world, secretly trades a lot.

Chuzheng's men's clothing showed up, and went inside openly.

This Qinghong Building is different from the tacky decoration of other flower buildings. It is elegant everywhere, and the grade is instantly improved.

As soon as Chu Zheng entered, a bunch of Yingying Yanyan came around.

The night is charming, and the girl in the flower house is even more charming...Chu Zheng has a headache.

There were only girls with bare arms and legs and men who came to have fun, but there was no sign of men picking up the guests.

But in this era, such a thing is definitely impossible to put on the bright side.

Chuzheng found that he was looking for someone at this time, which seemed a bit difficult.

Or... go back to sleep.

Anyway, the card should not die for a while.

[Miss Sister, I just asked you to save someone, you didn’t save it, now it’s all right! 】

Chu Zheng: There were so many people just now.

The weak and helpless little pitiful can't beat them.

【……】fart!

Wangzhe wanted to put these two on Chu Zheng's face.

But he is a quality system and cannot do this.

Chuzheng also felt that he could not do this next time.

She should leave immediately next time, as if she hadn't seen anything.

What is a good person card?

Is it important to have her sleep?

I ran out in the middle of the night to find a good card!

The **** is sick!

【……】

[Main task: Please spend 10,000 taels in one hour. ] Send a task to calm down.

Chu Zheng: "..."

Chu Zheng avoided the Yingying Yanyan and waved at the well-dressed old bustard.

The old bustard shook his fan, let the Yingyingyanyan disperse, and said with a flat smile: "This young man is looking at Miansheng, is this the first time?"

Chuzheng didn't say anything, and looked at her indifferently.

The old bustard chuckled: "It's okay the first time I come, but I will be familiar with each other in the next life. I will arrange for you what kind of girl the son likes."

"I don't like girls." Chu Zheng said.

The old bust gave her a meaningful look: "This is easy to handle. Not only the girls in our building are unique, but the little ones are also excellent."

Some people like this one.

Those who do business must naturally be well-versed.

Therefore, the old bustard is not surprised that men come to find men for fun.

"It's just the price..."

Chuzheng drew a silver ticket.

The old bustard glanced at it, and suddenly smiled more flatteringly: "Master, please go upstairs."

The old bust took Chuzheng to the third floor.

The third floor is quieter than below, and there are people guarding it.

The corridor is also hung with light gauze, from below, only a faint outline can be seen.

"My son, please inside."

The old bustard brought Chu Zheng into the room.

"I wonder what type the son likes?"

Chuzheng took a seat, with a cool and handsome action, and took a silver ticket on the table like a big man: "Bring me all to see."

"Okay, wait a minute."

Seeing the money opened, the old bustard immediately sent someone to call someone over.

Men in cool clothes filed in.

Tall and handsome, feminine and charming, sunny and handsome...all types really have everything.

Some of these men dared to look directly at her, and some looked down at the ground reluctantly.

"Master, look." The old bustard pinched his head next to him: "Which one do you want? These are all excellent in our building..."

Chuzheng interrupted her: "Anything else?"

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Dahan No.1: The director is not allowed to kill, there is no way, all for the plot.