Updated: 2012-09-02

Chu Huan picked up the wine pot and filled Yingren with wine again, and slowly said, "Your Highness, forgive Chu Huan for saying that in life, everyone seeks perfection, but as the saying goes, no one is perfect. Although your highness is a rich man, he still lives in the world and it is difficult to find perfection."

Yingren smiled and said, "Chu Huan, do you know why I admire you? It's because you dare to say such things. If it were Sun Desheng and other people, they would never dare to say such things."

"I just hope that Your Highness can be happy." Chu Huan said with a smile: "Your Highness can regard Chu Huan as a friend. Chu Huan is very grateful. Since he is a friend, Chu Huan will say nothing about something. Please do not accept the crime."

"Of course not." Yingren waved his hand, then frowned, and said, "Chu Huan, I will think about some things again this time. I am going to let you...!"

Before he could finish his words, he heard a sudden movement from outside, as if several people were added in front of the door.

Chu Huan frowned, Yingren also frowned, and asked in a deep voice: "What's wrong?"

Feng Wuma's voice came in: "Don't worry, your highness, there is nothing big, it's just that someone knocked on the inn door in the middle of the night. I wonder which team was there?"

Yingren was curious and had already stepped forward to open the door. Feng Wuma had already led several people across the door. He heard a rapid knock on the door downstairs, and even heard someone shouting "open the door".

Yingren lives on the second floor of the inn. The entire second floor is already under Yingren's subordinates. Although there are several empty rooms downstairs, they are all wrapped up.

The inn gate was knocked, and the guards had already made arrangements in advance and took their place. A lieutenant of the Divine Clothing Guard stationed downstairs had already walked to the gate and said lightly: "Who is it?"

"Open the door." The voice outside was very rude: "We want to invest in the store."

The captain still said coldly: "The inn is already full of people, so you might as well find another place."

"We've been tired all day." Someone outside shouted: "Hurry up and open the door, we'll give you more money."

The captain said in a low voice: "I have already said that it is full, leave quickly."

The guards deployed up and downstairs on the inn were very alert. Their weapons were not lit up on the surface and were kept in a hidden way, but they could be taken out in an instant when they needed it.

Some people sit beside the table in the corner, some stand by the counter, some are standing by the stairs, under the table, in the counter, and their respective weapons are hidden in their clothes, so they are fully alert.

After a moment of silence outside the door, a voice heard: "Kick the door open for me."

After the words fell behind, a "bang bang" sound was heard soon. Someone was kicking the door heavily. The lieutenant in front of the door had turned back and looked at Feng Wuma beside the railing upstairs. But Feng Wuma nodded slightly. The lieutenant then stepped forward and opened the door. As soon as the door was opened, a group of people rushed in with great momentum.

The captain went to the side and looked at the group of people coldly. The guards upstairs and downstairs were also watching the changes. At this time, as long as Feng Wuma sent a signal, all the guards would take action immediately.

But unless it is absolutely necessary, Feng Wuma will certainly not send a signal easily.

There were about fourteen or fifteen people who came in one after another, mostly in blue clothes, and they were carrying bows and arrows and scimitars. The group of people surrounded a rich young man in his thirties. The young man's clothes were a bit special, colorful, like tiger patterns, and looked like brocade clothes and tiger skin. His long hair was tied behind him, and he was tied with only a strap. A few strands of hair on his forehead hung down, which looked a bit elegance.

The young master of tiger pattern and his group came in and looked around. One of them pointed at the sacred ward guard captain next to him and said sternly: "You were you talking just now? You didn't let us in?"

The captain's face did not change and said lightly: "I have already said that the guests are full and there is no one to live in."

"Full?" The young master of tiger pattern glanced at it and said angrily: "I passed this place through spring hunting this day. Is there not even a place to rest? I don't care whether you are full or not, hurry up and come and prepare wine and food, and you have a lot of money."

The captain shook his head and said, "I'm sorry. This inn has been booked by our son, and the wine and food are also booked by us, so you should leave quickly."

"Have you wrapped it up?" The young master of tiger frowned and said, "It's really awesome. But I don't care about these things. I don't care who your young master is. Even if I am the king of heaven, the Japanese master will rest here today."

Lou Shangyingren watched coldly, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, but Chu Huan looked at the group of people, thinking about something.

Feng Wuma raised his hand upstairs, and a ingot of gold flew out from the building, and it actually landed on the table next to the young master of tiger patterns. He heard that he had already said lightly: "This is the room money our young master rewards you. Use this ingot of gold to find somewhere else."

Yingren went to the local area to inspect and was responsible for the expenses. Sun Desheng secretly mobilized Chu Huan to Qiao Mingtang. Qiao Mingtang knew that Yingren must have something to do, so he had already provided some money, which was naturally enough for Yingren's expenses to go out.

For Feng Wuma, everything is based on Yingren's safety first. Without any necessity, he will not use force and will solve the problem by using ingots of gold. However, it is also a good way to solve the problem.

Who knew that the young master of tiger pattern glanced at Jinzi and showed a disdainful smile. He let out a mouth, and a person flashed from the side. The soldier took out two ingots of gold and placed them on the table. The young master of tiger pattern said to the upstairs: "You take these two ingots of gold and leave for me immediately."

Yingren was disturbed by these people and was a little angry. When he saw the young master of Tiger Pattern taking out gold, he suddenly felt interesting. Feng Wuma said coldly: "Do you guys have to stay?"

The young master of tiger pattern walked to a chair next to him, sat down with a big golden knife, and said proudly: "I not only want to live here, but also have to book this inn. You can clean up quickly and get out of here for me."

The young master of tiger pattern seems to be intentionally trying to provoke a dispute today and make things worse.

Feng Wuma turned around and whispered: "Young Master Xu, go back to your room, leave this matter to the villain."

Yingren’s favorite thing is the excitement. When he saw a good show, he was reluctant to go back and whispered: “You can handle it yourself, I… I will just look at it.”

Feng Wuma didn't say much, and went downstairs directly, came to the young master of tiger patterns, and said expressionlessly: "What if we don't leave?"

Two people immediately rushed up next to the young master of tiger patterns. Someone was already holding the hilt of the knife and sneered: "Do you know who my young master is? None of the people who are against my young master on the ground in Hanzhou have a good end?"

Feng Wuma stretched out his hand, took back the ingot of gold he had just thrown down, and said lightly: "In that case, do you guys must stay?"

The young master of tiger pattern leaned on the chair and said leisurely: "I am also a reasonable person. Look at the way you just threw gold and have a few skills. Let's do this. If you want to stay but let me leave, that's fine."

"oh?"

"As long as you have the ability and are better than me, I will give you a face." Mr. Tiger-Writing said: "I like to watch the fun. Let's do this. We will send three people each, win two games. Whoever wins will be the inn. What do you think?"

Feng Wuma said lightly: "Two wins in three games are too burdensome. How about winning or losing in one game?"

The young master of tiger pattern laughed and said, "Happy." He turned his head and said, "Tiger, give them some color to try."

A well-proportioned man came out from behind, and he had already started to move his arms and thighs. His face was full of disdain and asked coldly: "Who are you going to fight me?"

Feng Wuma glanced at the Divine Clothing Guard's Captain who had opened the door before and winked. The Captain nodded and had already walked to the tiger.

Yingren, upstairs, became excited, lay on the railing, and looked downstairs with interest.

Chu Huan frowned. He only felt that the appearance of the young master of Tiger Pattern appeared was a coincidence. Moreover, since they came in, they always felt an indescribable strange feeling, but Chu Huan himself couldn't say anything about the weirdness.

He stared at the face of the young master of tiger patterns. Although there was a distance upstairs and downstairs, he could still see the young master of tiger patterns clearly. The more he looked at this face, the more strange he felt.

The tiger had already set off, and the lieutenant of the Divine Clothing Guard stood there casually. He heard a loud roar. The tiger had already shouted loudly and rushed towards the lieutenant. Before his body reached, his fist had already hit the lieutenant's chest.

The Divine Yiwei's martial arts may not be very powerful, but they have an absolute understanding of their physical advantages and know how to use the simplest way to give the opponent the most effective damage.

When the fist hit, the captain had already taken two steps back, his right leg flew up, and kicked the tiger's wrist. He was very fast and strong.

The Divine Uniform Guard takes action without caring about being a fancy person. He can control the other party in one second, and will not waste the second.

But this tiger is obviously not an ordinary opponent. He is really as famous as his name. He has the fierceness of a tiger, but he does not lack the agility of a tiger. The Divine Yiwei flew over with his legs, and his fist had changed. His wrist turned, turned into claws, and grabbed the ankle of the Divine Yiwei.

The head of the Divine Clothing Guard's reaction was also extremely fast. The tiger could turn fists into claws in an instant. Its speed of change moves and its agility showed that he was definitely not an easy opponent. He used his hands to make claws, which was obviously the power of tiger claws. If he was held by the tiger claws, he would definitely suffer a loss. So when the tiger changed moves, the head of the captain had also changed his moves. His legs instantly turned into a flying kick and swept across the tiger's lower abdomen.

Before these two people met, they had already made continuous moves. People who didn't understand martial arts could not tell, but those present had some martial arts foundation, but they could see that these two people were good at their respective camps.

Chu Huan could see clearly. He had already vaguely felt that the young master of tiger pattern was a little strange. After the tiger took action, he realized that the tiger was not pestering it, but used real skills as soon as he started, and seemed to force the captain to use all his strength.
Chapter completed!