Once upon a time there was a poor little girl [Quick Transmigration]

The situation in the private room was ready to go, and it was unknown which of the black-clothed servants would make the first move.In short, the group of servants who looked the same in Feng Ze's eyes rushed towards him one second later, the man standing behind him stopped in front of him with lightning speed .

Gu Yue's movements are not fancy, the menacing power of his punches and kicks hits the opponent's black-clothed servant's life, even when the opponent has more than a dozen people besieging at the same time, this man can still pass without changing his face. With ease, he kept the young man behind him airtight.

Looking at the whole battle situation, in Feng Ze's view, although the servants of the king's servants are a group of muscular and fierce characters, in terms of momentum, these dozen or so people are not as good as a Gu Yue.

A man is like a ferocious god returning from the prehistoric age, one man is in charge of the other and ten thousand are not allowed to open it.

But in fact, this man used to be famous for his viciousness, and the road under his feet was full of bones.

Although, he doesn't even remember who he is now.

Feng Ze stared at Gu Yue's generous back without blinking, his eyes were burning and enthusiastic.

The battle situation unfolded in a one-sided trend, but after a while, the movements of the black-clothed servants gradually slowed down.

The few people who were knocked down and lying on the ground struggled to stand up, but they could only lie down on the ground in the end.The black-clothed servants who still had combat power looked at their companions on the ground, looked at each other a few times, and slowly pulled away from the close siege distance, forming a vigilant encirclement.

Gu Yue looked at them expressionlessly, and a sharp dark light suddenly flashed in his dark eyes looking straight ahead.

The fingers curled up and popped out vigorously without hesitation.

Like a sharp arrow shooting out, there was a sound of lingling piercing through the air, and the invisible energy crossed the slightly bent waist of the servant at an incredible speed, and hit the crooked figure who was behind the crowd and was moving quickly towards the door at a tricky angle. .

"Ah!" A horrific cry sounded three steps away from the door of the private room, and he fell to the ground with a plop. The king's face was wailing and howling, and his left calf was curving unnaturally. Bending and twitching.

"I, my legs!" Touching his legs with trembling hands, Wang Yuanwai sat on the ground gasping for breath, fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and his eyes were red.Raising his head ferociously, he looked around the private room, and finally fixed his eyes on Gu Yue, "It's you!"

Gritting his teeth, Wang Yuanwai turned his head suddenly, and roared at the black-clothed servants with a pale face, "What are you still hesitating about? Why don't you take down this evil servant for my master! Take it down! I want to take it down!" His body was broken into pieces!"

Hearing the words, the black-clothed servants all changed from vigilant and defensive postures to ready-to-go.

Gu Yue narrowed his eyes slightly, and said slowly, "Want to die?"

His tone was low and cold, and his eyes were full of indifference to the dozens of lives in front of him.

Suffocating for breath, the movement of the black-clothed servants seemed to be pressed the pause button.Big drops of sweat fell on the forehead of the leading martial servant. He opened his eyes with difficulty and looked into the calm and deep eyes of the man in front of him.

It was the look of the dead.

He had saved a lot of lives in his hands, and the leader of the black-clothed servant thought he was not a coward, but at this moment he had to admit that the moment he faced a man head-on, he would shrink back in his heart thought.

"Go away!"

There was a sudden thunder in his ears, and the strong wind of the fist swayed open the collar of his chest. The black-clothed servant came back to his senses, and he couldn't rush to block it with his backhand. He could only hear a "bang", his own The whole body is like a kite with a broken string, flying high and falling to the ground again.

"Brother!" Seeing this, the other martial servants in black were terrified, they couldn't care less about Gu Yue, they all retreated to the head of the martial servant, and carefully inspected his injuries.

Without the siege of black-clothed servants, Gu Yue turned around, "Has it been affected just now?"

Feng Ze looked at the man firmly, shook his head, "I'm fine, but you..." Are you hurt?

He swallowed the words again, thinking that the man had almost controlled the aura of the entire battlefield just now, and felt that there was no need to ask these words.

Although, he was still a little worried.

Beside, the guests in the private room all stood there with limp legs, some of them still had expressions of fear that had not yet recovered from their senses, and one or two people shivered and hid behind the girl beside them. .

No one dared to make a sound in the private room for a while, only a few heavy gasping sounds mixed with the gradually lowering wails from Wang Yuanwai at the door.

"Feng, Lord Feng!" A young man smiled obsequiously, his legs were bent, and his voice was still a little trembling, "You, you see, this is a private matter between you and Wang Yuanwai, and we have nothing to do here However, I, I will leave after this, so I won’t, won’t get involved.”

"Yes, yes, Feng, Lord Feng, it's the Wang Yuanwai who grabs your favor, but it has nothing to do with us!" Someone echoed.

"Master Feng... then shall I take my leave first?"

A white-faced man who barely managed to hold up his courage stiffened his face, bowed his hands respectfully towards the young man with the most leisurely posture in the room, and tentatively walked towards the door.

Walking to the door, the white-faced man couldn't help being overjoyed when he saw no one was blocking him.

"Brother Zhang!" Wang Yuanwai knelt on the ground, his eyes widened, and he grabbed his trousers suddenly, his voice was full of disbelief, "You, you just leave this old man alone like this?"

The white-faced man turned pale for a moment, and hurriedly broke away from the trousers that Wang Yuanwai grabbed.

As if eager to explain, the white-faced man said in a low voice, "Mr. Wang, Mr. Zhang really can't afford to meddle in your private affairs with Lord Feng this time. Besides, it doesn't make sense for you to snatch someone first..." He said At this point, he cautiously glanced back into the room.

Feng Ze was looking at him with a half-smile.

Shocked all over, the white-faced man turned his head stiffly, facing the bulging Wang Yuanwai, and sighed softly while holding his forehead, "Oh, Wang Yuanwai, please don't look at me like that, you are selfish, even though Zhang is I wanted to say a few words for you in front of Lord Feng, but Zhang suddenly remembered that something happened at home, so... I'm sorry!"

After saying that, he took a big step and left the private room without looking back.

Seeing this, everyone in the room imitated the white-faced man. First, they bowed to the handsome young man in the middle of the room, and when they reached the door, they more or less taunted or "advised" the king.

The originally bustling private room disappeared within a few breaths, and the girls in the building ran out of the door cautiously when they saw that something was wrong.Wan Lan was also among them, but before going out, she bit her lower lip and went to the corner to help Li loosen the hemp rope.

"Let's go," she said.

Fu Li shook his head, just looked at Wanlan thoughtfully, lowered his eyes and said softly, "No, thank you."

He knelt with his legs curled up for a long time. At this time, he felt a little numb and tingling, and he couldn't stand up for a while.

Seeing this, Wanlan reached out to help him, but was avoided.

"You go." Fu Li said.

Wan Lan pursed her lower lip, glanced at the people who were walking in the same hall, thinking that the two just met by chance, she raised her skirt and walked towards the door with her head bowed.

"Lan'er!" Wang Yuanwai's trembling voice sounded from behind, Wan Lan's delicate body trembled slightly, her steps paused slightly, then she quickened her pace again, almost jogging out of the room.

At this time, even the black-clothed servants hesitated. They were originally warriors hired by the king, but their lives were obviously at stake right now, so they gave up the temptation of silver taels, and a dozen of them supported each other They all left.

After the black-clothed servant left, apart from the royal staff, there were only three Feng Zhe left in the room.

Leaning lazily on the back of a chair, Feng Ze stood with his chest folded, and said with a leisurely smile, "Wang Yuanwai was let down by a beauty today."

The pain in the calf seemed to be getting more severe. Wang Yuanwai sat on the ground slumped, his face was pale and weak, and his tone was full of unwillingness, "Feng Family! What exactly do you want?!"

"What do I want?" Feng Ze sneered, walked outside the Wang Yuan, and looked down at him condescendingly, "Mr. Wang, it's wrong for you to say that, shouldn't Feng be asking you this question?"