Fengsha didn't like the feeling of being spoiled by others, let alone using such inappropriate methods to him, aren't you too underestimated? He waved to Mrs. Zhao and said, "Come here."

Mrs. Zhao showed a look of fear, and her delicate body was as tight as a stone.

She always wanted to ask the wind and sand to release her son-in-law in person, but she didn't expect that she would meet the real master in this way when she begged for others.

Not only was he guilty but also fearful, his mind was even more messy, as if he was pounding his face and harshly, and he couldn't figure out anything for a moment.

Liuhuo went over and helped Mrs. Zhao to the round table in the hall to sit down.

When Han Er saw Fengsha accepting the meeting gift, he smiled and offered a condition: "The Ninth Master heard that Mr. Fu is also here, and he is very happy. He hopes that Mr. Fu will go to the front hall to see him."

Since I received the gift from the Ninth Young Master, of course I had to return the gift, and the gift was Fu Jian.

Fu Jian sneered, his pretty eyes full of sarcasm.

There is a pitfall in this sentence. If Feng Shao gave her over, it means that she and Mrs. Zhao are equivalent to each other.

Then her fate will be very miserable, just like those women who fell into the pan silk hole and were insulted and abused.

Unfortunately, she couldn't fool this method, so she wanted to trick Feng Shao? It's childish.

Fengsha really shook his head and said, "I have accepted the ninth young master's gift, and there will be a good reward in the future."

Since it is the future, it is not the present.

Han Er thought he was holding the killer move and smiled and said, "By the way, Mrs. Zhao's two daughters are visiting the front hall. I have to rush to accompany you and say goodbye."

I thought to myself that I would drag the two daughters out later and put on eighty-eight tricks in public, which would mean that you could still sit or not.

Mrs. Zhao shouted in panic: "No, I'm willing to exchange it with them..."

Fengsha said impatiently: "Shut up."

Mrs. Zhao suddenly became silent, her heartbeat stopped for a moment, and she didn't dare to breathe.

Fu Jian saw Feng Shao getting angry, and his pretty eyes showed sarcasm, and he took the tip of his chin and pointed it at Han Er.

Han Er felt vaguely uneasy and subconsciously retreated.

Fengsha tilted his head and said, "Have I asked you to leave?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yun Ben swept forward like a ghost, and a very big foot flew under his skirt and straight into Han Er's belly.

Han Er's fat body was centered on his belly, and a circle of shock waves that could be seen in the naked eye were almost glaring out of his eyes. Before he could finish his word "you", he hugged his stomach and fell down.

Fengsha ordered Fu Jian: "You and Su Yi arrested Yan Laosan and Ma Laosi and escorted them next to the well. Liuhuo, call Huisheng, go to Yuanwu Lake Wharf, and transfer a team of people to me."

The best way to save the hostages is that you also have the other party's hostages, so everyone can compete with who is more cruel. At worst, you can have a face-to-face bleeding to see who feels more distressed. If you don't want to feel distressed, then exchange it.

Half of Beiyuan belongs to the territory of the Four Spirits. Because the Four Spirits Conference is about to be held, Xuanwu Guards are buried near Yuanwu Lake, which is enough to prevent the other party from rushing to jump over the wall.

As for whether Li Qian cares about Han Er and the others, it doesn’t matter at all. If you kill it, kill it. Do Emperor Tang and Li Ze dare to cause trouble for him? Of course, they dare not. Persimmons have never been found to be soft, and there has never been an exception.

At most, it is a bit troublesome because Han Xi and the Southern Tang Deacon have a close relationship, but it is just a troublesome.

He had enough strength to turn the black and white into a slap in Li Qian's head.

After all, Li Qian has just become an adult, has a noble status and has a hundred inheritance. He probably has been used to being smooth sailing. He has never encountered setbacks and has always reduced the tenth time to others. I am afraid that he has not been reduced to tenth time by others.

If the wind and sand are in a good mood, you can still have some fun. If the mood is not good, slap it down.

I'm obviously not in a good mood now.

The three women took the order and acted separately.

Yan Laosan was quickly pulled out of the east side hall by Fu Jian, and he didn't even lift his pants.

Ma Laosi was not there at all, and Yan Laosan didn't know where he was going.

Ma Laosi pretended to be careless, while Yan Laosan was really careless. He still couldn't figure out the situation. Seeing Han Er falling down beside the well, he was shocked and asked Fu Jian with a confused look on his face.

Fu Jian suddenly reached out and overturned Yan Laosan to the ground, suddenly stepped on his neck, and snorted: "If you talk too much, you will be like a eunuch."

Yan Laosan knew that she could always say it, so he shut up quickly. In fact, it would be impossible not to shut up. No one's neck was trampled on the ground, and he could not say a word.

After a while, a female official led Zhao Xin and Zhao Ru outside the hall with fear and bowed to Fengsha and said, "The Ninth Prince wants me to send the two ladies here."

Mrs. Zhao was overjoyed and rushed over to hug the two girls.

Fengsha got up and circled around the mother and daughter, and asked, "Are you bullied? Are you injured?"

The two girls pounced on their mother's arms and shook their heads timidly.

The wind and sand said to the clouds: "Let them go."

When Fu Jian saw Yun Benzhen's gesture, Cong Yan Lao San withdrew his feet around his neck and said coldly: "You can leave now."

Yan Laosan covered his neck and coughed violently for a while, and gasped and said, "Han Er is still fainting! How can he go!"

Fu Jian said angrily: "Don't you have any hands and feet? Drag him away."

Yan Laosan looked at his thin arms, then looked at Han Er's fat figure. His cheeks, which were originally red, turned white again, and stuttered: "I? Drag him? Didn't you see his legs thicker than my waist? You can trample me to death."

Fu Jian squinted his eyes and said, "This is what you said."

Yan Laosan didn't know whether he was a big heart or had a good relationship with Fu Jian, but he was not very scared.

"I'm going to drag, can't I go? What happened? Everyone is a good playmate, can you use such heavy hands? Look at him, his urination and urination came out of his crotch."

Fu Jian spat and said, "So you drag him away quickly, or you will be the next one."

Yan Laosan laughed dryly and quickly got up.

Before he could tie his belt when he was caught, he had to hold his pants in one hand and pull someone with the other.

Pull it and let it go, and the noise was very loud, and Han Er almost stopped moving.

Fu Jian had a pretty face, but he was almost amused by his funny appearance and invited several palace maids to move together.

The female official waited until Han Er and Yan Laosan passed the gate of the middle wall and said to Fengsha again: "The Ninth Prince invites Feng Shao to talk to the front hall."

Fengsha thought for a while, called Fu Jian to approach and ordered: "You go to the door and wait, others come, you come. If you don't come back, he won't be able to go back."

He said to the female official again: "Tell me to the Ninth Prince that I will invite him to talk to the back."

Fengsha will never underestimate the other party’s lower limit, and will never overestimate the other party’s integrity. It is never like speculating on the goodwill expressed by others with the greatest malicious intention.

If I go to your territory, you will take hostages to me. If you come to my territory, I will take hostages to you.

This is because Li Qian's identity as a Baijia, he has to give him some face. At least he cannot think that Mo Xiu, a big man, bullies the small man. Otherwise, Li Qian would not be qualified to let him take hostages, and he could only come and ask for peace.

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Chapter completed!