It was too late after Yang Yuanqing sent Niu Niu back to his residence. The drum sound of closing the door was already ringing and it was too late to go to Liren City to find Shan Xiongxin. He had to find an inn in Pingkangfang opposite the city to stay for the time being.

Pingkangfang is the most famous entertainment district in Xijing City. It is full of wine shops and brothels. Inns of all sizes are covered with stars. After nightfall, the lights are bright and the night is noisy, and it will be quiet until dawn.

The inn where Yang Yuanqing stayed is called Shunlai Inn. The inn is not big, it is remote, but it is very clean. The lanterns hanging at the entrances of other inns are covered with dirt, but the lanterns in this inn are cleanly wiped. Yang Yuanqing noticed this detail, so he chose this place. Of course, another reason is that most of the inns are full.

Most of the martial artists from all over the world who came to Beijing to participate in the martial arts ceremony were wealthy. They had long admired Pingkangfang, the capital, and came to Pingkangfang to drink, went to Pingkangfang to take prostitutes, and also had the capital to brag after returning home.

Even this remote Shunlai Inn is basically full. Yang Yuanqing is very lucky and has the last room to go to.

"The guest is very lucky! The guest in this room was driven away by us, otherwise we would be full."

A guy was leading the way with a lantern in front of him, and did not forget to introduce the nearby happy place to Yang Yuanqing. "Although our inn is a little bit off, we will walk twenty steps forward and it will be the Lihuayuan, the guest, there is a good place! The little girl is handsome, and the wind is even more popular. Just tell them that it was introduced by Xiao Li from Shunlai Inn, and the price will not be bullied."

"Why did you drive the guests away?" Yang Yuanqing was only interested in the first half of his words.

"Oh! That guy spent all his money in the Lihuayuan and had no money to pay the house. He was kicked out by the shopkeeper. He despised such people who had no money in a hotel. By the way, our rule here is to pay the house every day, without credit!"

Yang Yuanqing smiled and despised the guests while getting kickbacks from the brothel. This guy is a top-notch guy.

They walked into a small courtyard, with two rooms in the courtyard, and one door was open in the middle, and the lights sprinkled the alcohol smell from the yard. The lights spread throughout the courtyard. The guy seemed a little afraid of the guest staying in the hotel. He tiptoed, circled the wall, walked to a room on the side, and opened the door with the key.

"Guest, please come in! It's here." The guy looked at the house with the lights on beside him and whispered.

"You are a shop clerk, are you still afraid of customers?" Yang Yuanqing really didn't understand his timidity.

"That person is something a tiger can't afford to offend."

The guy seemed to be in lingering fear. He led Yang Yuanqing into the house and lit the lights again. The room was very spacious, with all the utensils and items in wooden couches, all of which were of high-quality golden nanmu, and the bedding was newly replaced. The room was cleaned very neatly. Yang Yuanqing nodded. He liked the cleanliness here.

"guest!"

The guy stuttered: "The house money must be paid first."

Yang Yuanqing casually gave him five hangs of money from the horse bag and threw it to him, "I will give you the rest of my reward, and I will feed the horse well for me."

The guy left with great joy and thanks. Yang Yuanqing closed the door and placed all his weapons on the table and lay down tiredly. Today he was very excited. He didn't expect to meet Niu Niu accidentally. Moreover, he also received news from his aunt that his aunt was actually in Hengshan. It seemed that he had no need to go to Jiangnan.

But while being happy, another yn shadow lingers in Yang Yuanqing's heart. The female assassin last night was very familiar with that figure. Could it be Niu Niu?

However, the figure of the female assassin seemed to be a little shorter. Perhaps it wasn't Niu Niu, but the figure was a little similar.

Yang Yuanqing sighed. Regardless of whether the assassin was Niu Niu or not, Zhang Zhongjian was the first aide of King Qi and Niu Niu's senior brother. In any case, he could not allow Niu Niu to have any connection with King Qi.

At this moment, a loud bang came from outside the house, followed by a painful chant. The shopkeeper's wife begged at the door, "Heroic man, please stop fighting, can we not want the store money?"

"Do you think you always want to pay a debt? Just say this to you, you must fight!"

The sound was extremely harsh, like a broken gong. It was dozens of feet away in the quiet night, and then a scream like a pig slaughtering came, "Grandpa, spare me!" This was the voice of the guy just now.

Yang Yuanqing frowned and stood up and opened the door. He saw five or six people standing in the yard, all of whom were in the store. The shopkeeper's wife stood at the door to wipe her tears, but the shopkeeper disappeared. It was probably in the room that other tenants were blocking the door to watch the fun, and no one dared to come in. Yang Yuanqing suddenly realized that it was probably because the customer in the front of his room had no money to pay the bill, and was scared away by the neighbor next to him.

At this time, a black shadow flew out of the room, and a dog chewed at Yang Yuanqing's feet. It was the shopkeeper of the inn. Then another black shadow was thrown out of the house screaming, but it was his friend who had just taken his own.

I heard the broken gongs in the room scolding again: "If you have the ability, go and sue the official. At worst, you can always be sentenced to jail for two days. When the old man comes out, you will burn your bird shop."

Yang Yuanqing had to admire this guy for being thick and thin, and actually blocked all the backs of the store.

He quickly helped the shopkeeper up. What happened to the shopkeeper?"

The shopkeeper was in his fifties and almost broke his bones in his body. He sighed tremblingly: "I offended God and sent a plague god to the world to torture me. I don't want to live anymore!"

"How did he torture you?" Yang Yuanqing asked the shopkeeper's wife again, and she said with tears in her nose: "This man has been living in the store for half a month. Not only that, he ordered us to make wine and sell meat every day. The wine requires the best polenta wine, five kilograms a day, and venison meat, and 5 kilograms a day, and fish and crabs. In this month, our shopkeeper has to lose his money by eating it. It's okay to eat it, but he also has to beat people. How many times have our shopkeeper beaten?"

"Have he not paid any money?"

"He only paid half a hang of money. That was the first day's store money. We said we only charged him thirty dollars a day. He said we were a black store, so we said we only charged him 5 dollars a day. He also said we looked down on him and insulted him as a foreigner. This person obviously had no money and had to face him."

"Thief woman!"

The sound of a broken gong came from the house, "If you dare to slander me again, I will beat you together."

The shopkeeper's mother was so scared that she trembled all over. She helped her husband up and left. Several friends next to her stumbled and ran towards the door.

There was a laugh from the room, "I will eat wild boar meat tomorrow, do you remember?"

Yang Yuanqing was a little interested. Not only did this person stay in a hotel for free, he also forced the owner to pay for him to buy wine and meat, and even wanted to buy polenta wine. This kind of rogue is unheard of.

However, Yang Yuanqing could smell it that this man did not drink Pujiao wine, but Li wine at a price of only 10% of Pujiao wine, and it was also Li wine mixed with water. I guess this man would not even drink Pujiao wine.

He took a pot of wine from his room, which was a pot of good roe wine he bought during lunch. This pot of roe wine is only one pound, and it is worth ten yuan.

He walked directly into the next room and saw a big man sitting on the couch in the middle of the room. He was probably six feet tall, with big arms and thick hands, a beard all over his face, a black face as black as the bottom of a pot, a pair of copper bells with big eyes, a wide nose and a wide mouth, a face full of flesh, a soft-footed head, a linen double-breasted shirt, with xn open front, and two inches long black hair, which looked like a black whirlwind.

A big Xuanhua axe was placed at his feet, weighing about 60 or 70 kilograms. What’s interesting is that he was pressing more than a dozen strings of money under his feet, which might be used to humiliate the inn shopkeeper, ‘I dare to say that he has no money!, but this is probably his entire possession.

When the black man saw Yang Yuanqing coming in, Tongling glared at him with big eyes and was about to scold him, Yang Yuanqing threw a pot of wine to him and smiled and said, "Try it!"

The black man looked at Yang Yuanqing suspiciously, pulled open the pot and smelled it, his eyes lit up. He was about to taste it, but Yang Yuanqing smiled and said, "I poisoned it inside, do you dare to drink it?"

The black man was stunned and slowly put down the wine pot, but he couldn't help but pick up the wine pot and smell it, his eyes narrowed intoxication.

"What kind of wine are you?" he asked hesitantly.

"Don't worry about what kind of wine it is. This pot of wine is worth ten yuan, but I poisoned it, and it may not be poisoned. If you dare to drink it, I will pay for you for your debts in this inn."

Yang Yuanqing slowly walked up to him, pressed his shoulder and smiled, "If you don't dare to drink, then you can get out now!"

The black man was furious. He swung the wine pot and smashed it at Yang Yuanqing, but Yang Yuanqing grabbed his wrist. He wanted to stand up again, but Yang Yuanqing held it tightly, as if there was a thousand pounds of force on his shoulder, making him unable to move. He was shocked, who is this person?

Yang Yuanqing suddenly let him go, but picked up his Xuanhua axe from the ground, walked out of the door, and said to himself, "This axe is good, and selling scrap iron can be worth two yuan."

"Okay! I've always bet with you."

The black man already knew that Yang Yuanqing was powerful and he was no match for him. He had to raise his neck and gulp and drank the wine, wiped his mouth with his sleeves, and praised loudly: "Damn it! Even if it is poisonous, I will admit it."

"Good! A little bit of courage."

Yang Yuanqing gave him a thumbs up and smiled, "Let's make another bet."

The black man was stunned and immediately said angrily: "I have drunk the wine. Don't you keep your word?"

Yang Yuanqing swung his axe and said coldly: "So what if you don't keep your word? Do you want to fight?"

The black man looked at Yang Yuanqing, then looked at his axe. After a while, he had no choice but to say helplessly: "What do you think you will bet on the second one?"

"I'll guess your name, the conditions are the same as before."

The black man was extremely proud, and there was a fool who bet on his name, and he looked a little cunning, "Okay! I'll declare first, which bastard will cheat."

"We'll just make up for it!"
Chapter completed!