In the past, only Baoyuelou threatened people, so where can anyone dare to threaten Baoyuelou?

The beauty named Shi Qing'er was the right-hand assistant trained by Yuan Meng. She thought that she would only come to investigate the case tonight, but her subordinates reported that Mr. Chen was extraordinary and had a master of martial arts. She thought she was a tricky figure, so she was ready to compromise with the other party under the strong. The reason why she chose to compromise was because since September, the boss had been asking Bao Yuelou to be more secure. But she didn't expect that the other party refused to choose peace and threatened him nakedly!

Shi Qing'er was so angry that she stared at Fan Xian and said word by word: "You will regret what you did tonight."

"Don't threaten me, hurry up and get the contract." Fan Xian said with a smile: "You are so mocked that you are in no mood, and you are ready to go home."

Looking at Fan Xian's extremely gentle smile, Shi Chan sighed in his heart, knowing that the sect master was very unhappy and the consequences were quite serious. In a few days, the Baoyue Tower would probably be closed. Shi Qing'er was angry, and her eyes flashed with a stern voice, and she ordered her subordinates to do things. In just a moment, a thin piece of paper was placed on the table between everyone.

"Current bank transactions, if you have 10,000 taels of silver notes, I will give you someone." Shi Qing'er stared at Fan Xian's eyes, "Qingluli does have terms for redemption, but... I can't put Miss Sang in the building and wait for you to buy it. If you don't pay the silver at this time, maybe a buyer next to you will buy her away in a while."

Fan Xian's expression remained unchanged, but he laughed in his heart. Who else would spend 10,000 taels of silver to buy people? If he really didn't buy people, then the buyer that would appear in a while would be you, the hug Yuelou himself.

Shi Chanli had already taken the pen and wrote a letter of contract, and put it together with the personal documents of Sang Wen. Just waiting for Fan Xian to get the silver notes. He had always trusted the financial ability of the sect master, and after all, he was a scholar and always thought that money was nothing to a wealthy family.

Shi Qing'er also stared at Fan Xian. She didn't know how many rich people she had seen in this life, but even the salt merchants and royal merchants in Jiangnan did not have the habit of holding 10,000 taels of silver bills in their sleeves, unless they were planning to give a generous gift at the banquet. So she didn't believe that the young man in front of her could give 10,000 taels of silver bills.

It seemed like a long time, but in fact, after a while, Fan Xian did not move. Shi Chanli felt a little panic and unexpected, but a hint of such a proud smile appeared on the corner of Shi Qing'er's lips.

Fan Xian looked at the pretty woman's slightly arrogant expression and suddenly felt very happy. He smiled and hooked his fingers at Deng Ziyue who had been standing quietly beside him.

Deng Ziyue leaned over and said, "Mr. Chen. What are the instructions?"

Fan Xian laughed and cursed, and then said, "Why are you pretending to be stupid? I don't pretend to be so much money. I am borrowing money from you."

Deng Ziyue's face turned embarrassed. Although he was not sure why Lord Tisi thought that he had tens of thousands of taels of silver in his arms, he quickly reached into his arms. After fumbled for a long time, he found a purse tied tightly with the underwear. The purse was simple and slightly drummed inside.

Everyone in the room looked at each other. They watched Deng Ziyue take out a stack of silver notes from this ordinary purse as if he was heartbroken!

Deng Ziyue put the silver notes on the table, counted them again and again with distress, took ten, and handed them to Shi Qing'er.

Shi Qing'er's face could no longer be sluggish. She held a total of 10,000 taels of silver notes in her hand, and opened her mouth in great shock. She was already shocked and speechless in her heart! In her heart, this young young man might be a rich man, but even his entourage had 10,000 taels of silver on her!

She pinched the silver notes and looked at Fan Xian's calm face, and was shocked and thought, which god is this?

Fan Xian ignored the other person's eyes and gently touched the girl Yan'er who had been sleeping behind him. He gently slid her fingers on her neck a few times, as if she was teasing. However, Yan'er woke up slowly. She reached out to cover her lips and yawned. It seemed that she was sleeping well this time.

"Let's go."

He said gently, got up first and walked out of the yard. Deng Ziyue helped the sneak attacker who was soaked and unknown to life and death, and Shi Chanli also supported the girl Sangwen who was too excited and walked out with him.

At a moment, this person with unknown origins lit orange lanterns along the bank of the Shou River and disappeared into the Baoyue Tower.

Shi Qing'er wrinkled her hair with her fingers, but she finally couldn't bear to leave the big money and carefully put it in her arms. She looked at the back of the pedestrian and said with a hatred: "Look at me!"

There are two mysterious bosses in Baoyue Tower, and Shi Qing'er belongs to the faction of the second boss, and he is extremely cruel. At this time, Yan'er frowned and walked up. At this time, she was a little dizzy in her mind. Looking at the scene in the room, she naturally knew that she had not been sleeping so easily. It seemed that the young Master Chen with a cute smile was indeed a powerful figure.

Shi Qing'er slapped her face with a backhand!

No one expected that Yan'er avoided coldly, looked at Shi Qing'er and said, "Why did sister hit me?"

Shi Qing'er gritted her teeth and said, "You useless little hoof! I asked you to make a cliché, but I ended up sleeping for most of the night!"

Yan'er's eyes swept through the scene, guessed what happened, and sneered: "I'm useless, but if my sister is really capable, how could she let these people take Sister Sang away? You have to explain this to everyone Yuan."

"Hmph." Shi Qing'er stared at Yan'er's bright face and said contemptuously: "Don't think that the boss likes you, you dare to be arrogant in front of me. Open the door to do business on the Yuelou. Of course, you can't have conflicts with customers here. There will naturally be a solution afterwards."

These two girls seemed to be popular figures in Baoyuelou, so they also had wind and thunder in their words, and they refused to give in to each other. The subordinates quickly retreated for fear of being a disaster in the pond.

After a moment of pause, Yan'er chuckled and said, "Don't forget, the boss asked you to be more at ease in the month and do less things that are harmful to the world."

"Damn the heavens and harm the truth?" Shi Qing'er sneered: "In this Kyoto, we are the truth of the heavens."

Yan'er raised her eyebrows and said in a hypocritical confusion: "Oh? I came here today, I guess I'm a powerful figure in the Thirteenth Yamen."

"The thirteenth yamen." Shi Qing'er's murderous intent moved between his eyebrows. "There are few people who can take out ten thousand taels of silver notes without any pain. They overturned all the bluestone slabs of the Ministry of Justice, folded all the fire sticks, and even fewer than a few stars of silver flowers... I see that person, maybe he is the prince of the royal family."

Yan'er was slightly stunned. She seemed to have never expected that Mr. Chen had such a status. When she recalled the "methods" of the previous young master, she was a little dazed for a moment.

Shi Qing'er looked at the charming look in her eyebrows, spat and cursed: "Don't be too flirted with love, be careful that the boss is unhappy."

Yan'er was not afraid when she heard this, and replied with a sneer: "Sister had arranged for me to accompany the guests before. Are you not afraid that the boss would be unhappy?"

Shi Qing'er sneered and said, "The young master Chen you accompany you will soon become a dead person. What's the relationship?"

Hearing this, Yan'er was shocked and frowned, and Youyou said, "I'm going to kill someone again?"

"I dare to give up the face of Yuelou, of course I don't have a good life for him." Shi Qing'er's eyebrows were full of cold self-pride. "Even if he takes into account his identity and doesn't kill him for the time being, at least he will kill the bitch named Sang, which is also a fault for their bad luck. Today, the little brothers in the second boss are playing in the building."

When Yan'er heard this, she sentenced the death penalty for "Mr. Chen" and her group. Although she did not know the identity of the second boss, she knew that the younger brothers of the second boss were domineering and bold in the entire Kyoto. Even if that Mr. Chen was a noble relative of the royal family, she could survive this night. But the people around him were probably dead.

She couldn't help but sigh and said, "Always act so recklessly, if the imperial court really investigates it, we are afraid that there will be no way out."

Shi Qing'er looked at her sarcastically, as if sarcasticating her timidity, and said, "With a popular magistrate in the courtyard as his backer, and with people in the palace talking, who do we need to be afraid of when we carry Yuelou?"

After leaving the Baoyue Tower, Sang Wen gave a big gift to Fan Xian with tears on his face. Fan Xian was most disgusted with this scene, so Wen Yan comforted him a few words. He quickly got on the carriage, and a group of two carriages walked towards the light along the street in front of Baoyue Tower.

The carriage stopped on a long street after walking a few steps. Fan Xian lifted the curtain of the carriage and looked forward. Unsurprisingly, he saw a group of people holding torches blocking the front and back of the long street.

These people are not old, only fourteen or fifteen years old, and are still young people. The pale faces declare the unhealthy living habits of these people. The tall horses under them represent their identity. There are also some servants who protect their masters from afar. They watch the scene of blocking the streets without caring, as if they are used to their masters committing murder on the streets in Kyoto.

"Get out of the person in the car for me!" The leading young man looked ferocious and his pupils flashed with an excited look. It seemed that he could kill a few more people to play today. It was a very happy thing.

"Baoyuelou's reaction was very direct." Fan Xian in the carriage praised, turned around and asked, "Ziyue, where are these little guys coming from?"

Deng Ziyue's face was a little solemn: "This is the most famous golfer in Kyoto. He does evil and does everything he wants. But they are all descendants of the Dukes and Princes, so no one dares to care about them."

"It seems that Baoyuelou is not only related to Hongcheng, but also has a lot to do with these dukes." Fan Xian shook his head, looked at the black shadows passing by on both sides of the street, and knew that the Qi Nian team lurking in the dark had moved, and couldn't help but shake his head again.

Qing Kingdom won the world with its force. Although the generals who followed Taizu conquered the world later, although they later gave up their troops and returned to their fields and lived in Kyoto, they had made a lot of contributions, so the princes and princes were granted many titles. His Majesty, who were later, were very kind to these princes and princes for their sake, were quite favored by these princes and princes, but they could not tolerate these elders to extend their hands too long in the court, and were very alert to their children, and secretly did a lot of tricks in the imperial examination and official career.

Therefore, in the 34th generation of the land princes, except for a very few extremely talented children, all remained. These people are often teenagers, wealthy families, and the court looked at them differently, and naturally greedy for secular enjoyment and nothing else to do. They were young and passionate, so they would lead horses and dogs in the court, bully men and women in the market, and they were indescribable and bored. They would often draw their swords at each other when they were disagreeable, and they would act extremely ruthless and not care about the way out.

These young men thought they were quite heroic, and raised a group of gangsters in Kyoto as thugs, so they called themselves "Rankan". In fact, in Fan Xian's opinion, this was just a group of scumbags, and they didn't know how many women they had harmed and how many lives they had lost.

Although Fan Xian is no older than these fierce teenagers in Kyoto, his character is much more mature than them. When he saw this formation on the long street, he narrowed his eyes and retracted his carriage. He refused to show up again and left the matter to his subordinates to take care of it.

Although the Duke's lineage is not very strong, the relationship between those kinship and relatives is really complicated. Even the Fan Mansion and Duke Liu Mansion still have relatives. How can we get rid of this? Fan Xian thought that if he didn't have to do it himself, that was the best choice.

"Smash the carriage for me!"

The leading powerful boy shouted excitedly and urged him to step forward. Behind him, a large group of boys rushed towards the carriage where Fan Xian was, holding the straight knife common in Kyoto, and kept waving it, like a group of little sharks who smelled the smell of blood.

Sang Wen took a timid look, then quickly retracted his head, grabbed the hem of his dress, his body trembled a little, but gritted his teeth and did not exclaim.

Fan Xian glanced at her, said nothing, and opened the curtain of the car. Looking at the vicious teenagers who were rushing towards him on horseback, he thought that the security in Kyoto was indeed getting worse and worse. However, the prefect of Kyoto was the second prince, and with the sensitive identities of these teenagers, no one dared to care about it. Just looking at the excited expressions contained in the eyes of the teenagers, he was still as disgusting as if he had eaten a fly.

Because in these young and even somewhat immature eyes, in their excitement, a deeper appearance of indifference to life, contempt for the inferior, and perverted love for the smell of blood. Fan Xian is a person who has been in contact with death since childhood, and will not feel terrifying or even calm in depriving others of their lives.

But he has always been very careful not to indulge himself in the process of killing. On the contrary, he is a person who cherishes his life and is very grateful for the rest of his life.

Moreover, he thought he was just trying to spend money tonight. As a result, the Taishu Office of the Supervision Bureau actually fell into a fight with a group of playboys, which was really a big deal.
Chapter completed!