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Chapter Five Hundred and Thirty Sixth Floor

"Young Master of the Wang family, come back next time!"

"Mr. Li, please, please, please, please, please." Wang Huixian stood at the door of Huixian Pavilion, shaking the balloon in his hand, and covered the vicissitudes of her face. With a seemingly sincere but not enough smile, he was attracted to customers with a few prostitutes at the door.

He was naturally lustful when he came out to prostitution. He didn't even let her half-old Xu Mama go, and he secretly touched his waist and buttocks. Wang Huixian didn't care. He had already become familiar with the past few years...

When I heard the exclamation in my ears, a girl's face was already close, very close. You can see the girl's skin is as beautiful as jade, with delicate and beautiful appearance, and a lively beautiful face.

The beauty grinned at her vividly on her face. The next moment, she had already passed through her and the prostitute beside her and rushed into the building.

"Hey, I won't recruit women from Huixian Pavilion!" Wang Huixian shouted out, and when he saw a few bearded men rushing towards him from the corner of his eyes, he raised his hand and pulled the bell hanging at the door.

The bell sounded, and the guest from Huixian Pavilion rushed in from the backyard with sticks. At the same time, the bearded man also entered Huixian Pavilion.

Wang Huixian stood at the door with one hand on his hips: "He broke in and made trouble, beat me!"

Whether it was the girl or the beard, they all beat her. Wang Huixian didn't have any mercy on her, let alone the girl rushed into her Huixian Pavilion without caring about it. She saw that she was chased and had nowhere to run away, so she rushed in. Since that's the case, how about you be polite?

Wang Huixian stood at the door with confidence, and the sticks rushed in and beat them around. Whether it was a beard or the girl, they just beat them around. The shouts and scolds of the running prostitutes and clients were quite scattered.

Girls were searching in the crowd. The woman was petite and flexible, so she was easy to do. The guests dared to beat the prostitutes and clients without saying anything, but it was difficult to beat the prostitutes and clients. The former was the basic money for the brothels, while the latter was the parents of food and clothing, so they were controlled everywhere.

Those beards obviously did not feel so relaxed. At first, they remembered not to hurt people, but later they simply ignored them and kicked them. A wise man was kicked to the side and shouted in pain.

What a guy, you are a kid! Wang Huixian's face changed slightly, and he reached out to the bell on the door, and the bell sounded "Dangdang" quickly.

Another wave of people dressed in Zhike came from all directions of Huixian Pavilion, and there were people dressed in Zhike jumping off the roof. This wave of people dressed in Zhike was obviously not comparable to those who had previously carried sticks.

The sword left his body, and for a moment, the sword lights and swords in the immortal pavilion were squeaked and cursed, hiding into the room beside him. Wang Huixian stood at the door with his hips, his face extremely ugly. The hanging colorful ribbons were cut by the sword energy and broke, hanging in the air in chaos, and the Huixian Pavilion was in chaos.

"Broom star! Take it to me, don't think about leaving if you don't pay any money!" The girl searched among the panicked prostitutes and clients. Wang Huixian shouted loudly, "Don't let that girl run away, and you will pay for it. If you don't pay any money, you will go to her house to go!"

The girl who was short-legged and walking through a tall client and a prostitute, was about to run away in the crowd and paused. She turned around and saw several wise men surrounding her and looked at her with a bad face.

These Zhikes dressed up as secret guards carefully trained by the Cui family, and their martial arts were naturally extraordinary. Wei Yaoqing raised her hands, and without thinking, she obediently surrendered and was taken aside.

Wang Huixian rolled her eyes at her, snorted coldly, and looked at the bearded men who were stubborn and unresisting and resisting: "You don't need to show mercy! Anyway, someone can lose money."

When he said this, Wang Huixian looked at her specially and saw her staying honestly, with several knives holding their knives around her neck, which seemed to have a very good attitude.

The prostitute and client who had screamed and cursed gradually adapted, hid in the room beside him and poked his head out, watching the fights of the masters of internal kung fu in the lobby, each move was beautiful but not a fancy style.

This kind of fight scene is not only not ridiculous, but it is somewhat pleasing to the eye. Of course, such pleasing to the eye is mixed with danger. Several times the blades cut through the deadly places, just one step away from death.

To be honest, this scene is really exciting!

One of the bearded men once again avoided the blade that was chopping towards his neck. The bold and good-looking client couldn't help but shout.

Seeing the noise everywhere, Wang Huixian frowned, pointed at the client who was applauding and cursed: "Watch the fun and don't bother you!"

The bold client didn't care: "Wang Huixian, why are you nervous? Who doesn't know who is behind you in Chang'an City? Lord Sikong is holding you back when the sky falls!"

It was probably because the fire didn't hit him, and the client became more and more excited, and some people applauded.

The lobby of Huixian Pavilion became lively again. I noticed that the noise behind me was getting louder and louder. Wang Huixian turned his head and looked at it, but at some point, there were many people standing at the door and looking in on tiptoe.

"What's the point of arguing?" Wang Huixian cursed and said intimately that it became increasingly unreasonable. From the corner of his eyes, he glanced at the honest girl not far away, thinking about how to knock her hard.

This girl is usually like a personal sperm, and it is rare to fall into her hands. How can she be worthy of herself without knocking on it? Not to mention, these people who watch the fun are saying it well, and Lord Sikong is in the pocket when the sky falls!

Well, you have to accompany the business money that has affected this, you have to accompany the broken Huixian Pavilion, you have to accompany the money that has invited guests, and what about it? Wang Huixian turned his eyes and looked at the pedestrian standing on tiptoe toward the house: "Stop looking, don't look!"

"Look at it for a while!" Most of the people in Chang'an lived and worked in peace and contentment most of the time, so they naturally had the leisure to join in the fun, pointing to the inside, "This is much better than selling skills outside."

How exciting is it to be so exciting when you are outside?

"It's easy to say." Wang Huixian fan covered the lower half of his face, covering the corner of his mouth that couldn't help but curl up, "If you sell arts outside, you have to give rewards. You said that my place is much more interesting than playing arts outside. Don't think about it if you don't give rewards!"

"Wow, you madam is so unkind! People are willing to share their lives with each other, are you collecting money here?"

"It's funny!" Wang Huixian's verbal skills have always been good. He snorted coldly and laughed: "I'm fighting with my life, are you here to watch the fun?"

"Fifty steps to laugh a hundred steps!"

"you……"

Seeing that the quarrel was about to start, an official wearing the military officer robe in the Five City Military and Ma Si rushed over and said to Lin Liyang's face, and cursed as he walked: "It's late, what happened to you Xian Pavilion now? Can you, the unruly people, calm down? Why don't you let the people in the Five City Military and Ma Si rest?"
Chapter completed!
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