Jinyiwei's Killing God System

Chapter 111 Drinking Flower Wine (Part [-])
This tortoise slave originally greeted the guests in the inner hall, but he just ran out of the inner hall, and he had never seen the names on the lanterns of Yan Long and others.

Now, when Wang Shuang breathed out so loudly, he was about to ask about Wang Shuang's background, when he saw the name on the lantern carried by the guards of the Huben camp.

"Long Kong Gang!" Gui Nu thought to himself: "Oh my god, there are so many people, it looks like they are here to make trouble." So he accused Wang Shuang of a crime, and was about to go to the boss of Cuihonglou to deal with it.

But before he could move, Fu Hesheng, the boss of Cuihonglou, appeared.

When Fu Hesheng saw the posture of Yan Long and others, he knew that things would be very serious tonight.

Cuihonglou is the biggest pleasure-seeking place in Leting County and several neighboring counties. Thanks to the vigorous development of coastal smuggling wharves, merchants from all walks of life gather and spend a lot of money, making a lot of money all the time.

The places that make money are usually mixed with dragons and snakes.

Eyes are very important to be the boss of such a place!

Which one is the god of evil, which one is the god of wealth, and which one is the god of decline, can be distinguished at a glance.

Fu Hesheng is undoubtedly a master in this area.

When he looked at Yan Long, he knew that there was nothing good about the evil spirits today.

He walked up with a smile, and greeted Yan Long with his hands together: "I am the owner of this Cuihong Building—Fu Hesheng. I don't know how to address you, my son?"

Yan Long smiled and said nothing.

Wang Shuangyu sneered sarcastically: "Boss Fu really has lightning eyes. He doesn't even know Yan Long, the captain of our Changkong Gang."

After hearing this, Fu Hesheng was shocked.

He has never met Yan Long, but Yan Long's recent reputation can be said to resound throughout this area.

Most of the guests who have the money to drink and have fun here are ship merchants. In their conversations, for every ten sentences they utter, three sentences must be about Mr. Yan Long, who is helping Shitan Township in the sky.

In just a few months, Chen Xitian, the overlord of the sea, was wiped out, the Sanyi gang was beaten to the brim, and the Xinqiao gang was incorporated.Such a record, even in Yongping Mansion, was passed on as a miracle, let alone Leting County.

The smile on Fu Hesheng's face became more cheerful, and he hurriedly greeted Yan Long and others to the luxurious wing in the hall.

However, Yan Long didn't want to give him this face.

Yan Long just stood still at the door, and the fifty members of the Changkong Gang, armed with knives, were waiting to be guarded. They also set up a security circle at the door according to the usual formation of guards.

For a moment, the Cuihong Building was blocked like a pool of stagnant water!Don't move!
Many guests who were having fun in the Cuihong Building came out curiously to watch, while the guests upstairs stuck their heads out to check.

……

In a flower hall on the third floor of Cuihong Building, there is a large round table with a group of people sitting around it.

Judging by their attire, they are all wealthy and powerful people.

There are men and women.

The table is full of delicacies and fine wines.

The guests at the table are dressed in gorgeous clothes like the cloud brocade in the palace of heaven, and the splendor is dazzling.

And An Xiyan, the female president of Weiyuan Chamber of Commerce in Changli County!
——Like a simple flower in this colorful floating world, sitting quietly and elegantly.

The banquet at the Cuihong Building tonight was set up by Qing Biao, the deputy helm director of the Changli sub-helm of the Red Gun Club. The banquet was hosted by most of the ship merchants who came to negotiate with him, the heads of the local chamber of commerce, and merchants from all over the country. principal.

Ren Qingbiao is a very good person, at least he thinks so.

He is only 36 years old this year, and he is already a master of the first stage of the Xiantian realm, and he holds the important position of the sub-rudder and deputy helm master of the Changli County sub-rudder of the Red Spear Club.

What makes him most proud is that he still has a son who has reached the high level of Houtian Realm in martial arts at the age of one - Ren Tianguan!

So when he was negotiating with all the businessmen who came over to negotiate with him and wanted to beg him to lower the toll toll, he had a spontaneous sense of superiority.

He laughed and said to everyone: "Eat well, drink well, the person who drinks the most and is the happiest, I will have a good talk with him alone, and give him a good price! Isn't it just tolls! Ha... right... ...It’s easy to say, easy to say! The county magistrate Mr. Chen, who was the backer of the caravan back then, has fallen, and now it’s our turn to be the backer here. Everyone, what good ideas do you have? Let’s hear it!”

Everyone was silent.

An Xiyan spoke.

She said calmly: "Master Ren, we, the Mighty Chamber of Commerce, want the Red Spear Association to reduce the toll to the previous year's level!"

After hearing this, Ren Qingbiao laughed loudly and said, "Yes, as long as President An agrees to let our Red Gun Club enter your...there, there...uh...that's fine!"

After hearing his words, all the people at the banquet laughed in agreement.

An Xiyan pursed her lips, and said solemnly: "The conditions for the Red Gun Association to become a shareholder of our Weiyuan Chamber of Commerce are too harsh, please forgive me for not being able to agree!"

Ren Qingbiao's face turned cold, and he said in a deep voice: "Then there is no other way. Then we will do business and pay the toll as we like!"

The sallow-faced swordsman standing behind An Xiyan saw his master being humiliated, put his hand on the hilt of his sword, and was about to strike, An Xiyan pressed his hand and said: "Xing Cheng, forget it, you don't need to be as knowledgeable as them. "

Zhao Xingcheng returned to the original place.

An Xiyan stood up gracefully, and said to Ren Qingbiao: "Vice-ruler Ren, Xiyan is here to pass a word to you Red Gun Club!"

"What?"

"One day when I'm here, you don't even want to get involved in the Weiyuan Chamber of Commerce."

When Ren Qingbiao heard this, a look of resentment flashed in his eyes.

There was a commotion downstairs!
A turtle slave shouted loudly: "Changkong helped Yan Long, Mr. Yan, come to—"

"Shangkong Gang?!" Ren Qingbiao at the table changed his expression after hearing this, and asked the followers behind him, "Did we invite people from the Changkong Gang?"

A follower standing beside him said with a low eyebrow, "Report to the deputy helmsman, we haven't invited anyone from the Changkong gang."

"Then why did they come?"

The entourage muttered: "This subordinate doesn't know!"

"Then don't investigate!" Ren Qingbiao said angrily.

"Yes!" The follower hurried away.

At this time, a ship dealer who went to the railing and looked downstairs said, "Wow, why did he bring so many people here!"

Ren Qingbiao heard this, frowned, and said angrily: "Drink!"

Everyone echoed and returned to the table one after another, toasting and drinking!

Only An Xiyan didn't care, she walked to the railing and looked down.

I saw that Yan Long was already ascending the building at this time! !
(End of this chapter)