"I understand, why don't you leave?" The young man holding the knife smiled on his face and looked at Mr. Liu quietly, without any arrogant look.

"I…"

Mr. Liu held the iron plate and felt very hot. As a child of an official, the factory guards were extremely scary to them. Not to mention him, even his father was afraid of the Jinyiwei.

The young man in the room didn't look outside at all, just ate with vegetables there. However, the girl Yanshou next to him was so scared that her face turned pale. Why did the Jinyiwei come here so much?

Is it the Jinyiwei?

Liangchen tried hard to open his eyes wide and wanted to see what the Jinyiwei looked like, but he thought he had too much wine. He had a big head and was a little confused. He looked at people with a little bit of a heavy impression.

A servant behind Mr. Liu was so thoughtful and asked in a low voice: "Young Master, it's true or false. Don't let this kid be fooled."

After being reminded like this, Mr. Liu woke up and handed the iron plate to the servant, asking him whether it was true or false.

"The little one can't tell."

The Ding family was originally a soldier from the garrison and had some understanding of the military cards, but after looking over and over again, he didn't know whether the iron cards were true or not.

Another servant thought of something and hurriedly whispered: "Young Master, I heard that the Jinyiwei is all embroidered with spring swords, and this kid doesn't hold it like that."

"Um?"

Mr. Liu looked at the young man holding the knife and found that the one he was holding was indeed not an embroidered spring knife, but a knife that was longer and narrower than the waist knife.

He couldn't tell what the knife was called. If the good minister was still awake, he would have seen that it was a Japanese knife.

The military officers who like to use Japanese swords in the army today are just two kinds of people. One is the former subordinate of the Qi family army, and the other is the general who participated in the battle to aid Korea.

The martial swords obtained by these two types of people were all captured. One was taken from the Japanese pirates during the Jiajing period, and the other was taken from the Japanese army that entered Korea to fight.

This guy is a fake guy!

Mr. Liu is so happy that he doesn’t even have the standard embroidered spring sword for Jinyiwei, and he is clearly a salted fish-like master.

Besides, he had never heard his father say that a tiqi came over in the mansion recently.

As a result, Mr. Liu was even more sure that he was really a factory guard and was afraid. But what's wrong with this?

"You are so brave, you dare to pretend to be a personal army!" Mr. Liu threw the young man's waist card to the ground.

The young man holding the knife was stunned for a moment. Just as he was about to speak, the young man in the room laughed: "I told you that your knife is not in line with your identity, and you don't listen. Look, now people don't believe you."

The young man holding the knife was unhappy after hearing this: "What kind of knife I like to use is my business, so my uncle doesn't have to worry about it."

The young master waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, then you can solve this matter. Remember, don't make too much noise. If my sister knows, I have to ban me again."

"You're not your fault?" said the young man holding the knife, "It's not good to stay at home. You have food and drink. You have to show off your power. You'll go out if you go out, listen to us honestly, and go back after the matter is over. You'll sneak out early in the morning. If something happens, wouldn't you deliberately ask us to eat?"

The young master curled his lips: "I'm not idle and have nothing to do."

The young man holding the knife raised his eyebrows: "If you have nothing to do, come to such a place?"

The young master was stunned for a moment and muttered, "There is nothing wrong with this kind of place. I'll come to visit me because I don't pay any money, so I have something to say."

"That's true." The young man holding the knife nodded. My uncle said this, just.

"Yes, yes, yes, if you don't give money, you're called a hooligan, if you give money, you call God."

Liangchen said that he was about to get up. Not to mention that he didn't get drunk just now, but he was sober and knew that he couldn't cause trouble. He was now drunk. Big boss, big brother, little brother, third brother.

"Who, there are so many girls in the building. Don't keep staring at us. Give me a face. Today, Miss Piaorou will have nothing to serve you. Can you do it?" The shaking, if it weren't for the support of Miss Piaorou, Liangchen might have fallen down.

This is also too conspicuous. I always thought that I could drink seven liang in my previous life, but this wine was not strong enough in this life. I drank it openly. I never thought that the momentum was so strong. It was like yellow wine. When I drink it, I could make you vomit out all your internal organs and six lungs.

"Who are you giving you face?"

A Confucian boy also jumped out and said he wanted to give him face. Mr. Liu wanted to slap him twice. This damn thing was too gigging on his face.

Liangchen burped, slapped the corner of his mouth, and smiled silly: "We are in the lower class, Wei Liangchen, the first place in the Science and Technology Office today. How about it? Just give face to you, right?"

Upon hearing this, the young man next to him and the young man holding the knife outside were stunned: This kid is so powerful?

Mr. Liu was also stunned. When he realized that he went forward without saying a word, he went forward to kick Wei Liangchen: "Little bastard, the mansion test has just ended today and the list has not been released. Are you the first place in the first place?"

"Don't wait for the results to be released. Who will win if I don't take the first place?" Liangchen got drunk and was shaking when walking. How could he have the ability to avoid Mr. Liu's kick?

"careful!"

The young master next to him was shocked, but he was far away and there was no time to go to La Liangchen.

"It's okay, I'm there."

The young man holding the knife outside the house had already taken action, blocking Mr. Liu with one arrow, then turned his hand and slashed him to the ground.

"Dare to hit me!"

Mr. Liu was slashed so hard that not only was his forehead knocked so big, but his butt hurt, as if it was cracked, and his anus was stabbed with a needle.

"Blow me hard!"

If you don’t ask the servants to do it, Mr. Liu will be called Mr. Liu in vain.

The master spoke, and the servants immediately shouted and rushed forward.

When Song's mother and the girls in the aisle started fighting, they were so scared that they screamed.

"Don't fight, everyone is here to have fun, so... As for... Don't fight anymore. If you lose, you have to find a doctor. If you win, you have to go to prison to pay for it. If you win, you have to go to prison and pay for it. No... it's not worth it..."

Liangchenjiu woke up a little, realizing that he was probably trapped in a group fight, so he subconsciously took two steps back. But Mr. Liu's servants had already rushed up. Fortunately, the young man holding the knife was blocking it, otherwise Xiao Qiansui would have lost his skin today.

"Good skills!"

Liangchen became more and more praise the more he looked at it. The guy who claimed to be a Jinyiwei looked like a ruthless person, and he knocked down two of them with three punches and two legs. Seeing this, Yuzhe knew that this person was a strong enemy and surrounded him. As a result, one was hit by a scabbard and screamed with his chin. The other was kicked down at the entrance of the stairs and rolled down "plop".

However, although the young man holding the knife had a knife in his hand, he never drew it from beginning to end. I think he was afraid of causing a death.
Chapter completed!