[Comprehensive] Ninety-nine to one

As soon as he entered the brothel, Gong Jiu felt many eyes focused on him, and the corners of his mouth curled up: I really want to gouge out all those people's eyeballs!Especially... a dark and fanatical gaze...

Gong Jiu looked up, and a beautiful figure of a woman flashed by.Passionate?It's a pity that I found the wrong person.

The old bustard in the brothel knew that Gong Jiu was a big fish at the first glance, and warmly greeted him: "Oh, this master knew it was a newcomer..." Gong Jiu's eyes were as cold as a poisonous snake, revealing his killing intent. The old bustard had never seen such a person before, the second half of the sentence was stuck in her throat, and she swallowed it again.

The old bustard forced a smile: "Master, you...you..."

Gong Jiu didn't make things difficult for her anymore: "I'm looking for a painting, and the painting is me."

The old bustard responded again and again, "Yes, yes, sir, please wait a moment, I will find it for you!"

"A quarter of an hour." Jiumei was still waiting for him to have dinner, compared to wasting time here, Gong Jiu still felt more comfortable staying with Murong Jiu.

The madam didn't dare to hesitate, the guests were arranged carefully at the first time, and ordered the slaves to ask the girls one by one if they had seen a painting today, and where did they see it?Or be picked up by someone who doesn't have a good eye, hand it over as soon as possible!

The girls in the brothel were so frightened by the madam's yelling that they didn't even dare to look up, but there was always one exception.

Jiang Shaman, a girl who was sold into a brothel by her rich, powerful and wealthy brother.Although she is only 17 years old, her face is full of sophistication, full of amorous feelings that should not have appeared on her.Judging by her appearance, you can tell that she is the number one in this brothel.

Shaman has a brother like Feitian Yuhu, and this brother hates her and her mother very much.Therefore, in order to survive, Sharman was precocious, and he had been scheming in the blink of an eye.How could such a girl with good looks and means be willing to be a despicable bastard? !Therefore, although he was humiliated by the old bustard at the beginning, he was forced to submit.Although she learns to be good for a while and learns to show off her smile to please men, Shaman firmly believes that this is not her life and she will definitely get out of this way!

Finally, let her wait for this opportunity!

That man, from the portrait, Sharman could tell at a glance that this man was not simple.

Although Murong Jiu's technique is not proficient and cannot make the Gong Jiu in the painting come alive, but a four or five point resemblance is enough for Shaman to believe that this person is the one who can give her status!

Ever since Gong Jiu stepped into the brothel, Shaman couldn't hide his excitement: It's him, it's him, the man in the painting is him!If Gong Jiu's true nature is not exposed, she is definitely one of the best husband-in-law candidates in a woman's heart, and Shaman is no exception.

The old bustard usually doesn't like Shaman, but after entering her Limanyuan, she still looks arrogant and looks down on others. This kind of ignorant woman, the old bustard hates the most.But there is no way, who made the guests prefer Sharman, so they were praised as the oiran.

Now, seeing Shaman's mocking appearance, the old bustard became even more angry: "Shaman, have you seen that master's painting? If you see it, Mom, I advise you to hand it over as soon as possible! Otherwise... "

Shaman was not afraid of the bullying bustard, and said with a sarcasm: "If the master wants to find his paintings, please ask my mother to have a better attitude. Otherwise, if I am not happy, I don't know what will happen to this painting."

"Hmph, I own everything you eat and live in, you little hoof, how dare you play tricks on me?! Come and search her room!"

Shaman was calm and relaxed, and even poured himself a glass of wine, sat down and sipped it slowly.

Guinu's report is of course that he has searched inside and out, but he just couldn't find the painting.The old bustard saw Shaman's plan at a glance, and snorted coldly: "Shaman, I advise you not to be smart, that man is not easy to get along with. When he comes, it will not be so easy to solve."

Shaman is obviously very confident in himself: "You just have to tell that master, if you want a painting, you can get it yourself. Others, in the end, all they can find is a pile of ashes."

Seeing Shaman's confident expression, the old bustard secretly spit out: "Little bitch, I think too much of myself, I don't know how I will die later!"

Gong Jiu heard the message from the old bustard, and said lightly: "Interesting, let's lead the way." Very well, Gong Jiu hates being threatened by others, and today she was actually threatened by a prostitute, Gong Jiu felt a little strange.Since it made him feel fresh, it would make her die easier later on.

Gong Jiu pushed open the door of Shaman's room indifferently, and a scent of flowers and sandalwood wafted out, the fragrance was intoxicating.The heavy veil reflected a tall and slender figure: "Since the young master is here, come in."

This voice... Gong Jiu was in a trance: It was like a mother's voice!After a moment of trance, the line of sight froze again: Damn, this woman's voice sounds like a mother's!Gong Jiu's eyes closed slightly: This woman gave him another reason to want to kill her.

Shaman couldn't wait for Gong Jiu to come in, and his confident smile couldn't hold back: "Young master, don't you want to take back that painting?

Gong Jiu's eyes were gloomy: "Where is that painting?"

"As long as the young master comes in, Shaman will return the painting to the young master." This is the only bargaining chip in Shaman's hand. If he doesn't get what he wants, of course Shaman will not return the painting to Gong Jiu.

Gong Jiu lifted the veil step by step, and a graceful and tall female body wrapped in light veil appeared in front of her.

Seeing that Gong Jiu came in, Shaman breathed a sigh of relief: as long as he comes in, he is not afraid that he will not be tempted by him!Shaman is very confident about her body, she approached Gong Jiu with every step of the way: "Master..." With a soft voice, charming appearance, and seductive body, such a woman can be called a stunner of a generation.

Gong Jiu glanced at Shaman casually, the temperament of a romantic woman is completely inferior to that of her mother, even if she thinks about her voice, a fake is a fake!

However, I have to admit that the darkness hidden in Gong Jiu's heart was aroused by Shaman's voice, an impulse to be abused, like a trapped animal trying to break out of a cage, constantly impacting Gong Jiu's will.

Shaman mistakenly thought that Gong Jiu was impulsive looking at him, and his smile deepened: "My lord..."

Gong Jiu pinched Shaman's neck, and said softly: "You know, as long as my hand squeezes like this, your neck will be broken."

Although the voice is gentle, Gong Jiu can make Shaman's hair stand on end, his face turns pale with fright, and he forced a smile: "Master, you are joking..."

"Joke? It was indeed a joke. Someone, take her away."

Shaman showed a smile: "Thank you son, Shaman will definitely serve you well." What's wrong with being scary, as long as you can win his heart, power and money will follow.This process involves taking risks.

"Mute her, I don't want to hear her voice again." Gong Jiu walked to Shaman's bed, pressed the switch, and a scroll-like thing appeared in front of Gong Jiu.

Bringing the painting, when Gong Jiu came back, Murong Jiu was tinkering with medicinal materials.Seeing Gong Jiu's forbearance, Murong Jiu asked, "Where have you been?"

Taking advantage of this moment, Gong Jiu hugged Murong Jiu tightly in his arms: "Jiu Mei..."

Murong Jiu remembered that Yaoyue said that he should not let men take advantage of him.Although she didn't understand what it meant to take advantage, Yaoyue said that she couldn't be hugged by anyone other than her husband.

Of course, Murong Jiu didn't know that Yaoyue was a little confused about the "holding" and not the other's "holding", anyway, she only remembered the literal meaning.

Usually Gong Jiu pulls his little hands, wipes his face, etc. Murong Jiu never thought that his tofu would be eaten by Gong Jiu every day.But today is different, what Gong Jiu said is exactly what Yaoyue said about hugging herself.So, Murong Jiu made a move, very unceremoniously made a move!

Gong Jiu smiled wryly, looking at her frozen arms, felt her frozen heart beating slowly, knowing that this kind of Meng Lang's behavior made Murong Jiu angry.

"Jiumei, it's my fault, I offended you." What impulsiveness, what *, was stimulated by Murong Jiu's ice-like internal force, and it was directly icy cold, and those emotions completely flew to the minion country.

Murong Jiu shook his head: "I've punished you, forget it." After finishing speaking, he resumed his work.

Gong Jiu smiled: Sure enough, he is used to Murong Jiu's blunt speech.Facing those women with ulterior motives, Gong Jiu doesn't even bother to look at them now.If it was Gong Jiu before, Shaman would most likely arouse Gong Jiu's interest, not to mention having a voice similar to his mother's.But now, with Murong Jiu, everything changed.

Gong Jiu has no interest in dealing with Shaman now, even her voice has been ruined by Gong Jiu.It can be said that Gong Jiu's fate has reached a huge turning point.

After a while, Gong Jiu used his inner strength to warm up his body, approached Murong Jiu again, and asked, "Jiu Mei, what are you doing?"

"Medicine." Murong Jiu hadn't touched medicinal materials for a while, but today, because of Sikong Zhaixing, she became interested in medicinal materials again.

"What kind of medicine?" Gong Jiu didn't know that Murong Jiu also had research on medical skills, so he was a little surprised.

Murong Jiu raised the corners of his mouth: "The potion for changing faces." Gong Jiu suddenly had a bad feeling, and Murong Jiu said again, "I went to find you, the little thief in the daytime said you have something to do, so I will send it to you." That man is back."

Sikong Zhaixing is not only the king of stealing, but also a master of disguise.Sikong Zhaixing, who was frightened by Gong Jiu, originally wanted to take advantage of Gong Jiu's lack of time to take care of him and sneak away, but was unlucky enough to run into Murong Jiu again.

Gong Jiu asked: "Then did he tell me where I went?"

"Say it, brothel, let me not bother you."

...Gong Jiu just wants to kill Sikong Zhaixing now, just wants to kill him!

"Jiumei, it's not what you think..." Gong Jiu tried to explain, but looking at Murong Jiu's purely puzzled eyes, he couldn't say anything, and could only slip out from between his teeth, "Sikong Jie Where are the stars?!"

"He's eating, do you want to see him?"

"Ah."

... Stealing his things, speaking ill of him, and eating his food, at this moment, Gong Jiu just wanted to strangle Sikong Zhaixing to death.