Daming Super Daddy

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"Yes, Your Highness, please wait here for a while, and I will send the Lord down first!"

Han Qingshan was helpless, but Zhu Shaoqian's soldiers were drinking outside the building, it was too troublesome to ask them to come up, so he should carry these two masters down.

Leaning over to help Zhu Shaoqian up first, Han Qingshan walked out of the room.

That is, the kung fu of the front and rear feet, Yang Jiuzheng's voice came in:

"I heard that someone beat up a buddy in my Jinxiu Pavilion. I don't know which lord it is?"

Chapter 122 Satisfying Your Wishes

"Huh? Who, who?" Zhu Song yelled in a daze.

Following the sound into the room, Yang Jiucheng glanced at the person at the table as soon as he entered the door, and found that it was a soldier in armor, and he was relieved immediately.

Because some of the sons who ate in the Jinxiu Pavilion brought their own guards, and it was not uncommon to eat at the same table with their own guards.

Then look at Zhu Song standing by the window with the wind blowing, his face full of drunkenness.

Yo, even though he was dressed in brocade, he didn't recognize his face, and because he was so young, it seemed that he was not a high official of the imperial court, at best he was the son of a noble family.

You know, on the opening day of Jinxiu Pavilion, the dignitaries and dignitaries in the court wanted to praise King Ning, but [-]% of them, Yang Jiuzheng basically recognized all those important figures.

Therefore, facing the face of this student, Yang Jiucheng didn't care even more.

However, based on the principle of prudence, Yang Jiuzheng cupped his hands to Zhu Song, and said: "This young master has invited you. I don't know your father's name, but is he old with His Highness King Ning?"

"Father? What the hell..." Zhu Song got a little confused, and ran the train with his mouth full: "By the way, it's dad, my dad is long gone! Who are you, I don't have a dad!"

What the hell?Who is dad?

Yang Jiuzheng couldn't understand the meaning of Zhu Song's words, but he understood one thing, that is, the father of this little boy died long ago.

That is to say, this young master is at best a small nobleman who relied on the shadow of his ancestors to become an official in the court, so there is nothing to be afraid of.

Damn it, a little nobleman dares to beat someone in Lao Tzu's Jinxiu Pavilion, it's so boring!

After figuring this out, Yang Jiuzheng's face turned angry. There was no way, the guest of Jinxiu Pavilion was beating the buddy, this time it was really a big girl getting married, it was the first time ever!

"My lord, when you entered the door, did you hit my buddy in Jinxiu Pavilion?" Yang Jiuzheng said with a gloomy face.

"Turkey shooting? How the hell have I ever shot tigers and black bears? Why, you are not allowed to fight? There is no animal protection law in this land..." Zhu Song was confused, the stamina of the wine emerged, and he was a little bit overwhelmed I can't help but lose my mind.

What is this mess?

Yang Jiucheng's face turned into black carbon, and he was about to change into Zhang Fei: "Come on, throw these two drunks out of the window for me!"

Well, don't ask any more, I guess there is nothing to be asked from this guy's mouth, so Yang Jiuzheng decided to do it directly.

Anyway, he admitted it, if even the buddies in the pavilion are not able to stand out even after being beaten, then he in Jinxiu Pavilion should not be laughed to death by those dignitaries?

Throwing it from the third floor can't kill anyone, and if you break your arms and legs, you should teach these two guys a lesson.

Boom boom boom!

As soon as Yang Jiucheng finished speaking, two burly men broke into the room. Judging by their ferocious appearance, they really had the talent to be thugs.

"Boy, take this guy and jump down by yourself, or the uncle will throw you down, there are two ways, you choose yourself!" The two burly men laughed, and they didn't take Zhu Song seriously.

"Hi... Choose, choose your sister!" Zhu Song hiccupped and rolled his eyes.

"Dare to talk back, brother, throw him down!"

The two strong men were all angry, and surrounded them directly, not giving Zhu Song a chance to rush out.

Even though Zhu Song is in a state of drunkenness now, it is not a problem to deal with these two guys at present.

"Throw it out through the window?" Zhu Song's mouth moved for a moment, then he suddenly laughed, and said, "Okay, I've granted your wish!"

When the words fell to the ground, Zhu Song slipped his footsteps, instead of retreating, he rushed towards the two men.

Both of them are a little confused, what kind of routine is this?

Before the two men came back to their senses, Zhu Song had already rushed in front of the man on the left.

The left foot stepped forward, the body turned slightly to the left, both hands formed into palms, while the left hand was chopping vertically, at the same time, the fan of the right palm was halfway towards the man's right ear!

The man finally came to his senses and wanted to dodge.

Zhu Song changed his move temporarily, his left hand came out abruptly, and at the same time his left foot made a lunge, his right hand directly passed through the man's armpit, and after a thrust, he slammed down.

Pfft!

This palm hit the back of the man's head, causing his whole body to fly into the air, and then a dog gnawed shit, and blood flowed from his mouth and nose for a while.

Bajiquan Vajra Eight Stances, Mountain Splitting Palm!

Zhu Song, a drunk, can still use the Mountain Splitting Palm, there is really no one else!

"Skillful!" Yang Jiuzheng, who was standing at the door, shrank his pupils when he saw this scene, "Yang Guang, what the hell are you doing in a daze, why don't you hurry up and fuck me?"

On the right, the man named Yang Guang suddenly came to his senses, and swung his right hand into a fist, about to hit Zhu Song's neck.

"Boy, get down on the ground too!"

Zhu Song grinned at Yang Guang, the same coquettish move, the same lying posture, made Yang Guang feel sour all over his body.

"Come, let your wishes be fulfilled!"

After beating the two burly men to the ground, Zhu Song didn't intend to let them go, so he squatted down, each with one leg, dragged them, and staggered straight to the window.

"Boy, what are you going to do?" Yang Jiucheng shouted with trembling lips.

Zhu Song ignored him, but first grabbed Yang Guang and flung him out of the window little by little.

Then...

Phew, plop!

"Dead, someone jumped off the building!"

"Report to the official, go to the Yamen to report to the official!"

Outside Jinxiu Pavilion, passers-by on the street were startled by Yang Guang's sudden fall, and ran away.

There is no way, these days, the new emperor has just come to power, and the wolves of Jin Yiwei are arresting people all over the world. These ordinary people, they are afraid that some trouble will implicate them, and they will not know how they will die when the time comes.

At the gate of Jinxiu Pavilion, Han Qingshan, who was directing Zhu Shaoqian's soldiers to send Zhu Shaoqian into the carriage, suddenly saw a figure falling down, which frightened him a lot.