Bazhen Pavilion is the most grand restaurant in Donghai City. It has three floors in total. The consumption level is second to none in Donghai City. If you don’t have a foundation at home, you won’t dare to enter the restaurant gate, because once you go in, you won’t order ten or eight good dishes, you will have no face to eat. These ten or eight good dishes will cost at least four or five taels of silver, which is enough to match the income of an ordinary fisherman for half a year...

Although the Han family in Donghai City is the largest, there are also some wealthy families. Although each aristocratic family uses the staff of its own clan as its foundation, it is also necessary to rely on a large group of small and medium-sized families.

The third floor of Bazhen Pavilion is elegant and quiet. Although there are two or three Accords on both sides, there are two huge nanmu round tables on the main hall. Guests who really want to come to drink like to drink in the hall. After all, the hall is much more spacious than the Accord, and it is much more lively and comfortable.

Han Yuan pulled Han Mo to the third floor, and a large group of young men immediately came forward, bowing and laughing, "The Fifth Young Master is here, the Fifth Young Master, but I haven't gotten together for a while."

These are all the children of wealthy families in Donghai City, that is, they depend on the Han family, so they naturally curry favor with the children of the Han family on weekdays.

Seeing that they were all acquaintances, Han Mo laughed and said, "The fourth brother said you are all here, and I miss you too. I just happened to be drinking and having fun together. Come on, sit down and talk."

Everyone sat down and the food came up. A young man said, "Fifth Master, I heard that the tutors are going to go to sea again recently. Do you go to sea to see this time? I heard that there is a group of pirates on the sea that are extremely powerful, with four or five warships. It is said that the leader is still a big beauty. If you go to sea, you wave your hand and snatch the beauty home as a concubine, it must be a different feeling, haha..."

Everyone laughed immediately.

Han Mo blinked and curled his lips and said, "Beauty? She is floating on the sea all day long, with the wind and sun shining. Where is there any beauty? Huo Qiuyuan, you took this hearsay seriously. If I didn't see the beauty in the sea, I would peel you up when I came back."

"Fifth Young Master, how dare I lie to you?" The young master Huo Qiuyuan was a little anxious: "This is the real thing. You know that my cousin was in the tutoring army and went out of the sea several times, caught a few pirates, the pirates said it personally, and also drew portraits. The beauty had a bandit name, and the pirates all called her a 'mermaid'. With this nickname, she should be pretty good."

Han Mo smiled and said, "The pirates see few women, I'm afraid even a sow will be regarded as a beauty by them. But I remember this. If there is really a 'mermaid', I will definitely catch it back. Then I will bring her to Bazhen Pavilion to open my eyes."

Everyone cheered.

The moment of drinking and chatting, it was really lively.

Han Yuan naturally wouldn't say that the wine was to thank Han Mo for helping him grab Xiang Yu'er. He thought it was just a gathering of brothers, and laughed endlessly during the conversation, just commenting on which wife has a bigger butt and which wife has a big breast. She is just a strong man, extremely relaxed and slutty.

Huo Qiuyuan suddenly smiled and said, "Fifth Young Master, your fingers are getting more and more golden recently, I'm afraid your fortune is coming soon."

Others said one after another: "Not bad, the fifth young master is the God of Wealth. I will follow the fifth young master to hug the gold, silver and treasures in the world in the future."

"Hold me all the way!" Han Mo became depressed, raised his right hand, and said with a little vicissitudes: "Young master, I am really worried that he is sick!" He touched his left hand with his right hand, and couldn't help but slap it gently, murmured: "No!"

...

Han Mo's right hand is really different from that of ordinary people.

Han Mo's three fingers, except for his thumb and index finger, are extremely yellow in color. Sometimes under the sunlight, these too dark yellow fingers even occasionally emit dazzling golden light, which is quite rare.

This was brought down by Han Mo when he was born.

This incident started in Donghai City at some point. Perhaps the servants in the mansion revealed this rare thing, and the people all said secretly that this was the star official from heaven descending to earth, and maybe he was a God of Wealth.

But Han Mo knew that these three golden fingers were really fantastic.

It was as ridiculous as he traveled through time. After that accident, when he traveled to his mother's womb, he told him a strange secret as if there were brain waves talking to him.

These three golden fingers of his can enable him to realize his three wishes in his new life.

So Han Mo once tried to make a wish to bring him back to his past times, but these three golden fingers really didn't know what wish could be realized. Not only did he not help him return to his former world, he even made a wish to give him a woman who looked like Marilyn Monroe, but he failed to achieve his wish.

Many wishes are empty, so Han Mo feels that these three golden fingers are just a decoration.

Perhaps, it’s not yet time for the golden finger to work!

Listening to everyone talking about the romantic things, Han Yuan was also immersed in it. Only Han Mo was bored and lazy, and felt so boring.

At this moment, footsteps came from the stairs, and a strange voice laughed and said, "Damn, I heard a large group of dogs barking half a street, making my ears noise. I have to let those yamen walk on the street with their killing sticks and kill a few wild dogs barking and killing them."

Hearing this voice, Han Yuan changed color first, his eyes were full of anger, and his face was even distorted by anger. The others present, except for a sneer on the corner of Han Mo's mouth, all changed color slightly.

Everyone knows that this is the little king of hell.

Enemies are narrow!

The name of "Little King of Hell" is Xiao Jing, the only son of Xiao Muzan, the county magistrate of Donghai County, and it is undeniable that his appearance is very consistent with his self-respectful identity. He is handsome, tall, wearing white brocade clothes, and can afford the word "Yu Shu Lin Feng". It is far from the public image of a bad person in the usual sense, with a bad person with a fat head. Looking at his surface, people who only think he is a handsome gentle young man, but everyone in Donghai City knows that this is a wolf in human skin. There are many people who have been harmed by him, and there are definitely many good women who have been ruined by him.

With seven or eight fox friends who pretended to be powerful, the little Hell King was the first to walk out of the stairs, looked at Han Mo’s table contemptuously, shook the folding fan in his hand, walked leisurely to another table in the hall, and laughed, "Hey, aren't these two brothers from the Han family? It's really fate. I even thought there were a group of wild dogs barking up the building."

Everyone at Han Mo showed resentment at this table, but the father of the Little King of Hell was the governor of Donghai County, and the Grand Master Xiao of the dynasty was Xiao Jing's grandfather. No one dared to offend this identity easily.

Han Yuan could no longer help it, slammed the table, stood up and sneered, "Oh grandma, there is no clean land in Donghai County. Wherever you go, you can smell the stinky shit. Xiaowu, brothers, let's change the place so that you won't get dirty by the stinky shit."

Everyone was about to get up, but Han Mo said with a smile: "Sit down no matter what you go." He turned to Xiao Jing and said with a smile: "Little King of Hell, I heard that you have recently put out the money and forced several families to die. Do you not have nightmares when you sleep at night?"

"Nightmare?" Xiao Jing laughed and was extremely arrogant: "Young Master, I hold a fragrant woman every night. How could I have nightmares? I have had spring dreams all night long. But you, Han Xiaowu, have never tasted the meat taste today. It's a pity that this is not a man. Looking back, my brother leads you to a few good places and teaches you how to be a man... Oh, I'm sorry, I teach you how to be a man."

Han Yuan clenched his fists tightly and wanted to smash Xiao Jing's face with one punch, but the clan had already explained that the Han family's children should not conflict with the little Hell head-on. Han Yuan's teeth were chewing, but he did not dare to act rashly.

Han Mo was still smiling and said leisurely: "It turns out that the upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked, it is all a virtue."

"Han Xiaowu!" Xiao Jing turned cold and said, "What did you say?" Seeing Han Yuan trembling with anger, he laughed and said, "I really tell you, Master, I just play with women, and I have a variety of tricks. I know that Piaoxiangyuan chose a courtesan last time? The courtesan's fine skin and tender flesh are so coquettish that it makes you look coquettish and seductive. If you are interested, my brother will take you back and show you to the courtesan and show you personally. By the way, what is the name of the courtesan? The master has played with so many women that he can't remember it."

"Young master, your name is Xiang Yu'er!"

"It's not bad, it's called Xiang Yu'er, fragrant and pink. His big pink butt is as white as jade. When it starts to wave, it's like a bitch!" Xiao Jing laughed out loudly.

Although Han Yuan knew that he was talking nonsense, this straightforward insult to Xiang Yu'er made this man who tolerated everything repeatedly could no longer hold back. He pounded the table, and the dishes on the table suddenly became a ball: "You are farting!"

He was about to rush over, but Han Mo grabbed him.

Seeing Han Yuan getting angry, Xiao Jing was still a little panicked. He knew that the Han family's children were all as powerful as a cow. Han Yuan really wanted to start a fight. Ten of them were no match for him. He was shocked, but when Han Mo grabbed Han Yuan, he thought they would not dare to do it, and he was even more presumptuous. He laughed and said, "What? Do you want to hit me? Come on, come on, beat the young master hard if you have the ability. Please, come on!" He patted his face gently and said provocatively: "Call here, come on, please!"

Han Mo laughed, stood up, and said to everyone around him: "Everyone, everyone knows that our Han family is loyal and patriotic, and has awe of the government. The little king of Hell asked me for my help so sincerely, but I was disrespectful, so everyone can dodge a little!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he was astonished as everyone's eyes, like a cheetah, rushed to Xiao Jing in two steps. He stretched out with one hand and had already grasped Xiao Jing's collar, and his other hand was mercilessly looking at Xiao Jing's handsome face, which looked pretty handsome. He started to thrust.

"Smack it!"

The voices were endless, and everyone was shocked and stunned.

Han Mo only slapped Xiao Jing and slapped more than twenty slaps in the face. His five fingers of his right hand suddenly bent and his finger bones were aimed at Xiao Jing's sternum and pounded them. This time he used ruthlessness. Although the "Eternal Life Sutra" that the Han family only passed on, it was impossible to produce internal energy in the martial arts world, his strength was truly trained. He could even be sure that even this punch would not be less powerful than the impact of a bull horn.

Sure enough, Xiao Jing was hit and suddenly screamed "Ouch", rolled his eyes, and paused, and the swollen corners of his mouth even spilled out of white foam.

Han Mo knew that his pounding had already injured Xiao Jing's sternum. Within at least one year, Xiao Jing's chest would often suffer severe pain. Even a miraculous doctor could only suggest that Xiao Jing take care of himself slowly and would never let Xiao Jing's sternum heal in a short period of time.

Xiao Jing's followers surrounded him and exclaimed: "Young Master, Young Master!"
Chapter completed!