The devil has too many vests

"That's the owner of Xiaoyao? Am I not mistaken?"

"I heard that this person built the Xiaoyao Building from scratch, but I didn't expect it to be such a young man!"

"Tsk, the lights are always bright, and you are greeted from ten miles away. It's really majestic. I don't know if you and I have such a beautiful time..."

"That's not all. I heard that there are many beauties in the Qunfang Pavilion in the Xiaoyao Building, and they all only sell their skills but not their bodies... Hey, the Xiaoyao building is really a blessing."

Witnessing that the mysterious Xiaoyao landlord was surrounded by his subordinates and left, everyone on the bank was still envious and talked a lot.

When they were talking, they didn't notice that the few people who had come on the same boat as the host of Xiaoyao had quietly blended into the crowd.

Listening to the discussions of these people around, several people had strange expressions.The youngest is also the most naive, because Yue Zhao, whose eye sockets are flushed up to now, is even more stunned.

"Is this just an ordinary businessman? Life is not easy, let's start a small business..." He murmured and repeated what someone said before, looking up at the magnificent and magnificent city that never sleeps, his whole body was petrified.

It wasn't until a golden sword with a sheath tapped him on the shoulder that Yue Zhao woke up from the petrified state and faced Lu Yiyu with a playful face.

"Xiao Azhao, remember it now. The more beautiful a person is, the more realistic he is when he tells lies."

A disciple of Canghai Sword Sect asked next to him: "Senior Brother Lu, what should we do now? The old devil fled all the way before, and his trace disappeared in this water area. He probably hid somewhere to heal his wounds in secret... Here there are mixed fish and dragons, and there are many secret passages , what should I do—Senior Brother Lu?"

Before he finished speaking, he saw Lu Yiyu striding towards the Xiaoyao Building first, tapping his fingers on the golden sword, and only casually dropped a word.

"No hurry, no hurry, we agreed to see the Xiaoyao Building first, and then talk about other things."

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The top floor of Xiaoyao Building.

In an empty and spacious lobby, several ornate precious lamps illuminate the interior brightly.The unobtrusive fragrance floats out from the incense burner, and the carved beams and painted buildings around it are very magnificent.

Unrelated people guessed that it should be the high-spirited landlord Xiaoyao, but at this time his brows were furrowed and his expression was displeased.

With bright lights hanging high all around, he sat in the uppermost seat in the lobby, and there were 30 people sitting in turn in the lower end.There are men and women, old and young, on both sides.

"You don't need to make such a big show next time." Yan Weilou, who was wearing a "Yan Wulun" vest, lightly warned, "I don't like being so ostentatious."

"My lord, I'm afraid this is inappropriate."

As soon as the voice fell, the middle-aged man sitting first on the right stood up immediately.This person is of medium stature, with a hint of shrewdness on his face. He is one of the deacons of Xiaoyao Building, surnamed Xue.

Yan Weilou picked up the teacup in his hand: "What's wrong?"

"This time, although the villain made a good claim, it was also out of loyalty. This not only created a lot of momentum for the landlord, but also made a reputation for my Xiaoyaolou in front of those people. In the words of the landlord, this It is an excellent opportunity for publicity, and it is of great benefit to our Xiaoyao Building." Deacon Xue talked eloquently, with a respectful expression.

Yan Weilou lifted the lid of the tea, blew on it, and took a sip.

"You think so too?"

Except for a few people, they were silent and seemed to be thinking.Most of the Xiaoyaolou deacons present here nodded in agreement.What's more, they looked at Yan Weilou with strange eyes.I feel that the landlord has made a big deal out of a molehill.One must know that in the past, as long as his reasoning made sense, he would not be so persistent in pursuit.

These people said repeatedly: "Deacon Xue is right. Although it is a bit extravagant, it is indeed beneficial to my Xiaoyao Building. For the development of Xiaoyao Building, I hope the landlord will be patient for a while."

"But I don't like it."

"...???"

Yan Weilou's voice was flat, but it sounded like thunder to everyone's ears.

They all raised their heads in surprise, looking as if they had seen a ghost in the daytime, as if they couldn't believe that these words would come from the mouth of the always gentle, easy-going and talkative host.

Seeing the expressions of these people, Yan Weilou sneered in his heart, but the smile on his face was gentle.

... It seems that he used to be so easy to talk, that now these people have forgotten the rules :).

——No matter what the original intention is, it is the most fundamental mistake to make up your own mind without asking for instructions.

He suddenly asked: "Do you still remember how Xiaoyao Building was built from scratch?"

Everything goes back to the beginning of the establishment of Xiaoyao Building.To be precise, it should be traced back to the largest golden finger since Yan Weilou crossed - the Sundial of Time.

The "Dial of Time" inlaid in his left eye involves the way of time, and can release all kinds of incredible magical powers by consuming the power of time, although there are many restrictions.

Time-projected avatars are one of them.For example, every 100 days of time energy consumed can form a time projection avatar that can only exist for three days.The projection avatar can [-]% replicate his own strength.

As for how to obtain the power of time?Only through killing—people killed by Yan Weilou himself will be randomly robbed of a certain amount of power of time by the "Dial of Time" from the causal level.It may be a few hours, a few days, or a few years or decades, as long as it is within the life of the other party.

In his previous life, Yan Weilou has always adhered to the social moral principles before he crossed over, and handled everything in accordance with the law, and never trampled on life easily.It wasn't until five years ago when he personally killed a murderer at a critical moment of life and death, that the Dial of Time suddenly activated, robbing the power of time for 30 years at once, that Yan Weilou knew the magical effect of the golden finger.

Out of a certain curiosity, he created Yan Wulun's vest and created Xiaoyaolou.

Xiaoyaolou's system is different from other chambers of commerce in this world, and is more inclined to modern groups.

Yan Weilou brought together a group of small chambers of commerce in Shengjing to form Xiaoyaolou.According to the value of different chambers of commerce converted into shares of Xiaoyaolou, the original chairman of the small chamber of commerce has become a group of small shareholders who can receive different dividends every month.

Yan Weilou himself is the only decision maker of Xiaoyaolou.

The group of deacons in front of him are the direct managers of various affairs in the building, and they directly obey the orders of Yan Weilou.

At this time, faced with Yan Weilou's question, even though they didn't understand why, the deacons still opened their mouths one after another, explaining the whole process clearly and clearly.

At the end, I did not forget to praise him: "...all of this depends on the landlord's foresight and far-sighted thinking, and my waiting is just a trivial effort."

"It seems that you guys are quite knowledgeable." Yan Weilou nodded with a smile on his face, and took this rainbow fart of inconsistency as a matter of course, "Xiaoyaolou's development has been [-]% dependent on me."

Everyone again: "...???"

... Today's landlord's painting style is not right? !

Without waiting for them to think deeply, Yan Weilou asked again: "In this case, knowing that I don't like to show up in front of people, why did you put eyeliner on me, spy on my whereabouts secretly, and do such a deeply unpleasant thing to me?"

As he spoke, he sighed lightly.

Yan Weilou came here today on a temporary basis, but these people were able to wait outside Xiaoyaolou early, there must be an eyeliner on the Huaihe River, and they only need to inform him of the information as soon as he appears.But he, the host, doesn't know where Xiaoyao Building has staffed.

His voice became more and more gentle as he spoke, but his eyes were always calm and unwavering, only the smile on that handsome face remained undiminished, like the breeze and the moon.

Standing in the center of the hall, facing him, Deacon Xue felt inexplicably cold, as if he was suddenly stared at by some terrifying beast.

But seeing that the landlord still had a smile on his face, without anger, and his tone was gentle and gentle, the fear in his heart was unknowingly let go, and he thought to himself that he was really getting more and more timid.

...what's there to worry about?They couldn't be more clear about the landlord's temper.This guy always pays attention to doing things according to the rules, no matter how angry he is, he will not punish them severely because of his emotions, let alone kill them.

Thinking of this, the expression on his face became more relaxed.Just as I was about to say something, I suddenly felt a pain in my throat, and then the world spun, and I saw the faces of other people who were terrified and astonished.Immediately, he lost consciousness.

"Deacon Xue!!!"

It wasn't until he fell to the ground that a belated exclamation sounded in the lobby.

The others couldn't sit still any longer, and rushed forward one after another, looking at the corpse lying on the ground, the red line on the neck of the corpse, and the fragments of the teacup beside him that were still stained with blood.It's not as cold as my heart.

The moment just now was too fast.Even the people with the highest martial arts cultivation here didn't see clearly what happened, so Deacon Xue fell to the ground.

And the biggest suspect...they looked upwards.But seeing the mild-mannered host still sitting there quietly, the teacup in his hand was steaming.

His eyes widened slightly, seeming to be puzzled: "Why did Deacon Xue fall down like this? I haven't finished talking yet."

Everyone was speechless, quietly watching his performance.

The bewildered young man in white seemed to ponder for a while, and then he suddenly realized.

"Could it be that Deacon Xue guessed that I already had the evidence that he betrayed Xiaoyaolou, so he committed suicide in fear of crime?" He sighed, "...Why did this happen!"

His demeanor was too sincere, his gentle and affectionate eyes were full of pity, and there was a bit of condemnation and self-ashamed emotion.

Everyone who was still doubting him gradually changed their faces, feeling guilty for no reason.The landlord has always been easy-going, and he is very tolerant when staying, and never kills anyone.How could they doubt him for no reason?

So... Could it be that Xiaoyao Tower still has some hidden power?

By the way, the landlord has a mysterious origin, maybe a disciple of some hermit family, with a master following him, maybe that mysterious master couldn't understand Deacon Xue's deceitful behavior, and secretly ended him.

Deacon Xue can die without knowing why, so what about them?

The more I think about it, the more I am afraid, the more I am afraid, the more I think about it.Everyone's body began to tremble slightly, and cold sweat broke out on their foreheads.

"Deacon Xue committed suicide in fear of crime. I am very sad." At the top, Yan Weilou confirmed the death of Deacon Xue with a few words, and looked at everyone, "But the rules of Xiaoyaolou cannot be broken. The evidence of other people's crimes is also in my hands. If you can confess frankly, you can still deal with it leniently, otherwise..."

He didn't continue talking, but took another sip of tea from the cup.

Terrible silence fell again, and everyone froze in place, like a wax statue.

Yan Weilou took his time.

He didn't have any evidence at hand, so he was just talking nonsense.Yan Weilou didn't even know what the full name of the unlucky ghost surnamed Xue who died just now was, who he had colluded with, and what he had done.He only knew one thing—everyone standing here, no one is absolutely innocent.In the previous life, the Xiaoyao Building was dismantled and dismantled, and everyone had a share.

It seemed that the silence was too long, and Yan Weilou added thoughtfully: "If you are ashamed to say your own mistakes, you can also ask others to do it for you."

The implication is to report and expose each other.

All the "wax figures" in the lobby raised their heads at the same time, looking at him in unison.I don't know if this is intentional or not.

Thinking of the mysterious expert hiding in the dark who could take their lives anytime and anywhere, and looking at the young man in white who was still smiling calmly.It seemed that it was the first time for them to experience the feeling of fear from this landlord, and the seeds of awe unknowingly germinated in their hearts.

"...Time is limited, can you think about it clearly?"

The scent of tea wafted, blending with the faint smell of blood in the air. The young man in white had a soft voice, and the rising white mist blurred his expression.

After the silence in the lobby, someone finally took a step forward and knelt down in front of him: "Lord, the villain is guilty, he shouldn't..."

"Fang Ming!" Another person immediately interrupted him, his voice could be said to be stern, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, a secret and compelling murderous intent suddenly fell on this person, stimulating every pore in his body.

His body was stiff, his face changed suddenly, and he changed his words in an instant: "Hey, what nonsense are you talking about? Of course the main blame is on me. I deliberately set up a trap to drag you into the water, and violated the rules of the building to embezzle and embezzle..."

He knelt on the ground with a plop, and confessed all the things he had done, and actively reported and exposed the scandals of other people.

Corruption and embezzlement are only minor, and many people have long been dissatisfied with the various regulations in Xiaoyaolou—there are so many industries in Xiaoyaolou, and many brothel gambling houses in Shengjing have also been included after remodeling, but they have always adhered to the principle of voluntariness and will not intentionally entrap The guests also never force those women who voluntarily enter the Qunfang Pavilion to perform art but not to sell themselves.

However, these so-called principles are a complete hindrance to some people, and they have begun to violate them in private, but the time is too short to cause disaster.

This man is like beans in a bamboo tube, and he talks about them one by one.

Once there is the first one, there will be the second one. Soon, many people began to expose each other's faults and attack each other. They no longer had the original gentleness, and one was more vulgar than the other.

"Zhang Laosan, it's clear that you were the first to instigate this matter, but now you are actually slandering me with red lips and white teeth!"

"Bah! Blind Wang, you still have the face to say that I was rescued by the host who was almost starved to death, crying on the spot, and repaying the host from now on? Is this your reward?!"

"And you, they just gave you a wife, and they made you so bewildered, dizzy, and opened back doors everywhere, I don't know how much was lost in the building..."

This group of people worked hand in hand in the past, and they didn't know how many scandals they knew about each other, but now they are exposed one by one, exposing each other's old background, and a dozen black materials are not enough.

Even if there are a few smart people who don't want to participate and stand silently on the sidelines, they will inevitably deny it when they are mentioned.However, there was only slight anger on the faces of these people, and before they could refute, there was a pain in their throats, and then their eyes darkened, and they fell slowly to the ground.

So, the white-clothed young man who was sitting at the top was startled again, and after being shocked again and again, his expression became more and more serious, and he was saddened by the deaths of these subordinates who "did themselves in fear of crime", and sighed over and over again: "Why is this! "

His long eyelashes drooped, his expression was low, and his voice was full and full of emotion, as if he had infinite regret.

Amidst the long sighs and short sighs, the remaining living people had cold hands and feet, as if they were standing naked in the ice and snow, with extremely pale expressions.

"Puff!" "Puff!"

One after another, the sound sounded like a high and low tune.

The whole room knelt down on the ground.