All the cannon fodders I have flirted with are on top [Quick Wear]

Yu Ling was stunned for a moment and instinctively took a step back.

After he realized what was happening, he felt very ashamed and angry that he could be frightened by a scholar who was not even capable of tying a chicken.

How ridiculous!

His Highness ordered him to trap Ning Zhi to death, but no matter how he died, it was not death.

It would be better for him to finish him off with one blow!

Yu Ling made up his mind, and the blade turned instantly, moving straight towards Ning Zhi.

"Ning Zhi, go to hell!"

Xiao Wu was still lying on the ground, his face splattered with blood, his expression dazed and terrified!

Killed!

The long sword fell with a clang. Ning Zhi looked at the corpse on the ground and snorted coldly.

Such scum is not worthy of his supernatural powers.

Blood gushed out from Yu Ling's severed artery and flowed all over the ground.

He fell on his back, his body twitching, and died with his eyes open.

Compared to Xiao Wu's fear, Dandan was not surprised. [Lord God, you are really fast this time, just like cutting onions! ]

Ning Zhi frowned, [You can praise him for being handsome, but you can't praise him for being fast. ]

He looked at the hand that had held the knife with disgust, and said to Xiao Wudao, "Throw him out and get me some water."

Xiao Wu was still in a daze, but when he heard his words, he quickly got up.

"Wait, where is this place?" Ning Zhi called out to him, looking at the red bed curtains in the room.

"My Lord, this is a brothel."

Xiao Wu dragged the corpse with great effort, threw it onto the flower bed in the next room, and stripped it of its clothes.

Ning Zhi was left alone in deep thought.

Brothel?

Yu Ling that idiot locked him up here?

That's the right place.

He was quite curious.

The first floor of the brothel is an open den of indulging in money, where men and women hug and grope each other, letting their nature run wild and disregarding ethics and morals.

The young man in white was wearing a mask, lifting his robe and feet, and walked down the stairs in a leisurely manner.

"Oh, what a handsome young man! I wonder which sister is so lucky to be able to serve you?"

The smell of powder was very pungent. Ning Zhi took a step back, avoiding the woman, and pointed upstairs.

The woman's eyes turned and her expression changed. The upstairs was a place for dignitaries to have fun, not a place that low-class prostitutes like them could enter.

She looked Ning Zhi up and down with contempt in her eyes.

I thought he was some rich young man, but looking at his delicate skin and tender flesh, I guess he was serving others.

"Tsk, we are all doing the same business, why are we pretending to be better than the other?"

Ning Zhi raised an eyebrow and saw the woman hugging a man with a fat belly and a round waist, talking in a coquettish voice.

"What are you looking at, you idiot? He's just a playboy, he's not very clean. Let me accompany you."

The slightly drunk man shouted roughly, pushed her away, and walked towards Ning Zhi with the wine in hand.

"Come, have a drink with me!"

The strong smell of alcohol rushed towards Ning Zhi. He raised his hand and fanned it in front of him. His ten fingers were as white as jade, making him even more eye-catching.

His drinking buddies came over with their young men in their arms, and said drunkenly, "Hurry up and go over there. You've ruined Brother Yang's fun. Can you afford to pay for it?!"

Ning Zhi wore a mask because he didn't want to reveal his identity, but who knew that he would be stopped on the spot.

Taking off the mask and revealing one's identity may not necessarily calm the situation, so it would be better to find someone to take the blame.

He put away the fan with a "swish" sound, pressed it against the drunkard's chest, and distanced himself from him. "Idiot, you are blind. Didn't you see where I came from?"

Hua Nv was stunned by his voice, and quickly remembered that he was serving some important person and she couldn't afford to offend him.

She quickly leaned over to the customer's ear and carefully reminded him, "This person has a backer, so it's better not to provoke him."

"Get lost! What backer? I am the backer!"

After he said that, he was about to pull Ning Zhi, looking anxious.

Ning Zhi sneered. If soft tactics didn't work, it seemed he had to resort to hard tactics.

These idiots really don't give him a moment's peace!

The fan opened again, revealing its sharp blade, and flew towards the drunkard.

"Sir, wait a minute!"

The flying fan was blocked and left a bloody mark on the drunkard's face.

Ning Zhi looked at the person who had made the move, with a murderous smile on his lips.

Stopping his fan is asking for death, right?

The person who came was a man of the same young age, with a charming look in his eyes and eyebrows, and a scent of powder on his body. One could tell at a glance that he was used to hanging out in brothels.

"It's just a quarrel, why are you so angry?"

"Noisy."

Ning Zhi threw the wine glass over and covered the man's mouth.

The drunkard was bleeding and sobering up. He ran out in a panic.

After running halfway, he felt embarrassed and pretended to be calm as he looked at Ning Zhi.

"Who the hell are you? How dare you hit me? Do you know who I am?"

Dirty words are unbearable to the ears and as unbearable to the eyes as the face of a drunkard.

"I know, my good grandson." Ning Zhi sat down gracefully, his robe belt slightly fluttering, his temperament gentle.

The people around burst into laughter, enjoying the fun.

The drunkard was so angry that he shouted, "My father is the prime minister of the dynasty. No matter who you have, you can't surpass my father!"

This typical "My father is Li Gang" type of statement almost made Ning Zhi laugh.

I thought he was some kind of royal son, but it turns out to be just a reptile!

"Really? Look at this before you speak."

Ning Zhi threw a token and hit the drunkard in the face, his smile still warm.

The pure gold token felt very heavy in his hand. When the drunkard got closer to take a look, his legs immediately went weak and he knelt down immediately.

Damn it! This is a personal order from His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. He has hit a huge wall!

"Grandpa, I am the one who has offended you because I didn't recognize you. Please let me go!"

His rapid change made everyone curious about what the token was and why even the Grand Master's son was so scared of it.

"Okay, just kneel on the ground and kowtow until I'm satisfied." Ning Zhi said casually, but his fingertips were always on the token.

He took this token from Yu Ling, and it seems to be quite useful.

The drunkard didn't expect Ning Zhi to be so ruthless. He wouldn't let him go even after he had knelt down.

If his father knew that he kowtowed and apologized in front of everyone, he would definitely break his legs!

Ning Zhi, who was sitting next to him, had already seen that he didn't want to kowtow, so he didn't say anything and just waited.

But he secretly used his supernatural power to hit him on the back. The drunkard was forced to bend over in pain, and his head hit the ground.

This time he had to kowtow even if he was unwilling.

The drunkard could only grit his teeth and kowtow to Ning Zhi, begging for his forgiveness.

When everyone saw that the drunkard had given in, they laughed sarcastically, thinking that the Grand Tutor's son was just a coward.

A token was so frightened that he lost all his dignity.

Only the drunkard kneeling on the ground is suffering in silence, unable to speak out his pain.

Is he spineless?! He is obviously the one who cannot be provoked!

That's His Royal Highness the Crown Prince who can stop children from crying at night.

Who is so blind as to dare to provoke me?

Ning Zhi, who didn't know he was being scolded, stood up leisurely, threw the token up casually, and played with it like a toy.

As soon as everyone finished watching the show and sat down, they heard a cry of surprise from upstairs:

"Ah! Someone's dead! Someone died in the bed!"