There are many things that are out of his control. Han Wen knows that the so-called life events are unsatisfactory! So he does not complain. After all, he is determined to become the greatest evil person in the world. If he wants to become the greatest evil person or a villain, he must be like other bad guys who exist like himself, with strong vitality, like cockroaches, and indomitable will. Of course, ruthless style and clever means are indispensable;

Hiding in a brothel, Han Wen took a day off and was injured by the iron gall god-like majesty Zhu Iwish behind him. The stone chips cut through the skin behind him, leaving a huge wound, which made him feel a little angry. He glanced at some people coming and going down the brothel. Han Wen sneered coldly and closed the window.

The Iron-Divine Marquis Zhu Wushi is very annoyed now. Most of the world's No. 1 farm he founded was slaughtered by Han Wen, where the top talents in the world gathered! But so many of these talents were easily killed by Han Wen. How could he not be angry? How could he not be angry? So he issued a pursuit order, asking the secret agents of the Da Nei to find Han Wen's hiding place and kill Han Wen to vent his anger.

I have to say that these big secret spies still have two tricks, but they actually tracked down Han Wen's hiding place and slowly gathered people downstairs. Although these people were dressed as ordinary people, they still revealed flaws and were noticed by Han Wen. First of all, these people have martial arts foundations, which are different from ordinary people.

Secondly, the brothel named "Cui Xiangju" chosen by Korean is also the leading fireworks place in the entire capital. The people who come are all high-ranking officials and nobles. They are not wearing bright and beautiful clothes? They are actually wearing coarse linen... This is simply an insult to Korean IQ! In this brothel, rich people come to be the master, and you don't come if you are not the master! Even if it is to confuse the enemy, you should be more smart and have more capital, right?

I looked at the two courtesans who were lying lazily on the bed. They looked pretty good, one was plump and the other was skinny, which really made Han Wen feel refreshed all night. Han Wen was not a poor man. He just took 100,000 taels of silver from 1,300. After one person rewarded 1,000 taels of silver, he said, "Stop saying thank you, I'm asking you something. Who do Cui Xiangju usually comes to? Did some big people spend the night here yesterday?"

"Big man? Are you asking if you have money or an official? Or you are from the world?" The plump and top courtesan chuckled and said with a charming look: "What are you making a bad idea? I really struggled with my family yesterday!"

The women who serve in such fireworks are all familiar with men's thoughts. No matter what kind of performance he performs in the bed, you must be too lazy and be tortured to death. Otherwise, the business will be very bleak. In addition, there are also such things to please people. However, the body of a martial arts practitioner is far from comparable to those fat officials and old officials. She has no nonsense about this.

Han Wen raised his eyebrows and said, "Of course, he has power and wealth! He must have enough weight! It is said that the officials in the capital are walking all over the ground with fifth-ranks and third-ranks as many as dogs. You should tell me a person from the cabinet or a high-ranking official from the Hanlin Academy, right? Such people are considered exaggerated figures!"

"Yes! Mr. Zhang, the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue, came yesterday! He was in Shuizhuer's room and turned left. The number one in A is number one. Master, we don't care what you want to do. However, if something really happens, we, the broken flowers and willows, will inevitably be questioned. I'm afraid that you can't help but be blamed by us!" The skinny beauty bit her lips and said slowly.

Han Wen smacked his lips and said, "Of course I won't blame you! Judging from your performance, you were afraid that you were also the ladies and ladies of wealthy families. The men at home failed to fight and you were also affected by the seedlings. You can see from the things on the bed that you are very reserved. You, a lewd little **, are afraid that you have been raised here since childhood! Haha! You are not people who can endure hardships. If they really force the torture, they can only see the ghost! You can say whatever you should say at that time. It's best to make me worse! They can let you go!"

After getting up, Han Wen gave them a kiss each of them casually, then turned around and left. The man leaned against his clothes and horses and saddles. The coarse linen he had taken off from the old man had long been thrown away. Now, he was wearing black hardcover, and looked handsome. The two miserable women naturally saw it. After a long time of speechlessness, they forced their weak bodies to start wearing clothes. What they could foresee was that if something big happened, they would be implicated.

Turning left, Room A, Han Wen squinted his eyes and walked over, killed two guards standing guard at the corner of the wall, kicked open the door, and saw an old man holding a woman's head, oh, ah, and kept screaming. The old guy was very interested and actually asked the top girl to help him with his mouth. Seeing that Han Wen came in, the thing that was already half soft and not hard suddenly became a caterpillar. He glanced at the two guards who were lying in a pool of blood. The Minister of Revenue looked shocked: "You! Who are you? How dare you attack the imperial officials?"

"Within ten breaths, if you don't tidy up your clothes and cover up your thing that is not the size of a finger, I don't mind making you become the two people outside, the imperial officials? You are worthy of being called a dog official! My patience is very limited!" Han Wen's tone was cold, and she glanced at the top girl with a very good appearance and said, "You! Go out! This has nothing to do with you! Next, I will talk to Mr. Zhang, the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue!"

Narration? Is this a lie? The Minister of Revenue was just a lie? Han Wen took the collar and jumped out of the window before he could finish his clothes. He screamed in horror. His scream also attracted the attention of the spy who had long been ambushing here. Looking at Han Wen's actions, they knew that the matter was exposed! The murderer took the hostage! It was indeed a very ferocious guy!

"Hahaha! Why are you hiding? I've discovered you a long time ago! But! You wastes want to catch me? It's really a delusion! Look at who is the one I'm holding in my hand? Lord Zhang, Minister of the Ministry of Revenue! Come on! Come on and give him a knife!" Han Wen held Lord Zhang badly, pinched him to roll his eyes, and lifted him in front of him to see the big inner secret spies;
Chapter completed!