Quick Wear: The Host is Dangerous and Sultry

Jiaoyang looked at the cow-headed face and looked at him with a half-smile. After comforting the two beauties around her, she walked up to him under the glare of the cow-headed face. She suddenly raised her hand and clenched her fist.

The bull-faced man might have been frightened by being beaten last time, and cast a shadow. After seeing her actions, he subconsciously shrank back for a while.

After reacting, he became even more irritated and angry, with fire in his eyes: "How unreasonable!"

He kicked the chair behind him, and at this point, the last intact chair in this area was kicked to pieces.

"You're just a concubine of the Prime Minister's Mansion, you really think I can't take you down, don't you? It seems that today, this flower house cannot be destroyed without smashing it!"

"Come here!" he ordered his followers.

It sounds like a ridiculous thing for the prince to cause trouble in a brothel.

However, as Xie Nanning, who would be tied with Sheng Yuzhi in the top position of the powerful ministers in the future, Jiaoyang did not believe that he would be as brave and foolhardy as he showed, pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger.

Jiaoyang had been here a long time ago, and the reason why she didn't come out for a long time was to secretly observe the bull-headed face. She would never forget the unnoticeable glint in his eyes when he made a big fuss and said he wanted to meet the boss behind the brothel.

It seems that he is being targeted. After all, not to mention the rest of Xiao State, the industries on this one street in the capital alone control almost 10% of Xiao State's economic lifeline. However, for so many years, the boss behind the scenes has never shown up. As time goes by, it will naturally attract the attention of the people above. If the people behind it have ulterior motives, the consequences for Guo Zuo of Xiao State will be disastrous.

But having said that, this street in the capital is so prosperous and how much money can be made every year. Even if the people behind the scenes have no bad intentions, the people above will probably not let this piece of fat go.

The corners of Jiaoyang's lips curled up. This was definitely not an idea that a man with a bull head and face could come up with. Thinking of this, she was almost certain that this guy probably didn't come alone.

But where are the people who came with him?

There were sounds of smashing stores everywhere, "clang-dang", "clang-dang", very loud. The bull-headed man stood in front of her, arrogant and very proud.

In the past, Jiaoyang might have felt a little pain after hearing this, but now she didn't feel anything at all. After all, she couldn't bear to let the child trap the wolf.

She glanced around, and paused for a moment at a closed door on the second floor, her eyes shining brightly: "Good smash, good smash, smash! Give me a good smash!"

Next, Jiaoyang happily hugged the two beauties around her, and received a blank look from both of them: "Originally, I couldn't redeem your lives, but now that the flower house is gone, you will follow me in the future. Master, Master, I will provide you with delicious and spicy food, which will surely make you happy and forget about Shu."

As she said that, she stretched out her hand, squeezed her little hand, and smiled mischievously.

Bai Luo and Lu Zhu were blushing with embarrassment and looked at him with charming smiles: "Master, you are so annoying."

The bull-faced man stared wide-eyed at their ridiculous appearance, and was so angry that his heart was beating fast. He pointed his finger at her: "What a beautiful idea! You bastard, don't even think about taking any woman away from here!"

"Why?" Jiaoyang was instantly annoyed, and immediately exploded. She hugged the two beauties next to her tightly, "They have already belonged to me. If they don't belong to me, how can they belong to you?"

"You, you" Niutoulian rolled up his sleeves, as if he was going to fight with her again.

Jiao Yang took the two beauties to avoid him and was too lazy to fight him. She had tested out the depth of his martial arts skills last time, otherwise she would have thought that she was so vain and a waste of energy and time.

"We have agreed that you will smash this building, but you must not touch the girls here. I am not like you, and I don't know how to show mercy to women."

"We were born as princes, and we die as his ghosts!" Bai Luo and Lu Zhu said in unison.

Jiaoyang nodded with satisfaction after hearing this.

The cow-headed face was almost distorted by anger. Jiaoyang still had no doubt that if she fell into his hands now, he would cut her into pieces without looking at her brother's face.

However, at this time, she suddenly realized something and screamed strangely: "Where is Hongluo? Where has Hongluo gone? Why didn't I come out to greet you when I saw you?"

Bai Luo and Lu Zhu were stunned before they could react.

Jiaoyang let them go, searched around angrily, and then walked to the second floor: "Where did Hongluo go? Did any of you do anything to her? If anything happens to her, I will ask you for it!"

The bull-faced man crossed his chest and snorted coldly, and sneered at her: "Master Sheng Qi is really romantic and passionate, and he has a special liking for brothel prostitutes."

Blocking her path without leaving a trace.

"What do you know?" Jiaoyang's eyes widened, she knocked him away and rushed forward, "Master, what I want is style, those young ladies from aristocratic families who are usually respectful and restrained, let them do anything and have fun. What's the point of getting up? How can any prostitute know what I mean?"

"You" the bull-headed face blushed for a while, and then became even more angry.

He really couldn't see anything in this man that deserved Sheng Yuzhi to treat him differently.

Jiaoyang had already taken advantage of his stunned moment and quickly passed him towards the second floor, shouting loudly: "After watching for so long just now, seeing Prince Xie making a fuss, all the guests in the other rooms were They broke out of the door and fled in panic, but this room was closed. Something went wrong, and there must be a ghost! Could it be that Hongluo is here."

As soon as she finished speaking, Jiaoyang kicked the door open instantly.

The bull-headed man was startled from behind: Not good.

After coming to his senses, he ran up quickly.

And when Jiaoyang broke through the door and saw the scene inside the room, she was slightly stunned.

The first thing she saw was a pair of dark eyes.

The young man was sitting on the chair, with an unusually handsome appearance and erect facial features. He was dressed in a gorgeous black long coat and a white floor-length shawl, and his demeanor was solemn.

The eyes that met hers were so dark that one could not see the bottom of them at a glance. There was no expression on their faces that made it difficult to tell whether they were happy or angry. They were clearly about the same age as them, but they were so dark and unpredictable that people dared not approach them. .

He was just sitting in such a simple room, surrounded by walls. With a simple glance, Jiaoyang could already see him wearing a dragon robe, sitting on the supreme throne, and laying down millions of blood at every turn. The appearance of traveling thousands of miles, pointing out the country and scolding Fang Qiu.

Xiao Jingchen, the Emperor of Eternity

Jiaoyang lowered her eyelashes, and something flashed under her eyes.

To be precise, he is the future emperor of the ages and the prince who has not yet sat on the throne.

And beside him, there was another young man, whose aura was even more strange and unpredictable.

From the moment she came over and opened the door to now, he didn't even look at her, just looked at the cup in his hand with a faint look.