Chapter 187 Playing with Oolong The flood washed the Dragon King Temple
Zhen Yi frowned and shouted in a low voice: "What's the matter? The shopkeeper of the Zuixian Tower comes and invites him in. He is so panicked, what's the point?"
The old butler looked panicked and explained, "Master, if it were only the shopkeeper of the Zuixianlou, I wouldn't be so panicked, just..."
Zhen Yi said in a deep voice: "It's just what? You said?"
The old butler whispered: "The shopkeeper of the Zuixianlou brought a total of five or six hundred people outside the mansion, and everyone was wearing black uniforms and carrying a battle knife on his waist."
"What?" Zhen Yi and others were all shocked. Then Zhen Yi calmed down and asked in a low voice: "Can he tell the purpose of coming, how about that group of people?"
Zhen Yi asked about this with the idea of fighting.
When the old butler heard this, he immediately broke out in cold sweat and said in fear: "Those people are so scary. I just glanced at me and was so scared that I almost cried out by the cold eyes."
"Take it seriously?" The old housekeeper has been following Zhen Yi for decades, and has never seen any storms. Seeing him losing his composure at this time, Zhen Yi's expression darkened and he thought that he was about to fall today. The owner behind the Zuixian Tower is extremely mysterious, but he is very powerful. I heard that the thirteen states of the Han Dynasty, all the Zuixian Tower have Zuixian Tower, and the power is imaginable.
It is reasonable that the old butler was frightened by Ma Wei's people. In Wuji City, Yang Fan's future wife lived in. Jia Xu naturally cared about it. The people who arranged for the people here were all brave soldiers from the battlefield. His commander was Ma Wei, the former deputy general of Fenwei Camp. Because Su Shuang had to perform a very important task, all the people brought this time were good players, so the old butler was frightened.
"Oh!" Zhen Yi then stood up and sighed, "It's a blessing, not a disaster, it's a disaster, Yan'er, you can quickly select a servant. If things change, you will escort your sister out of the city."
"Yes!" Zhen Yan knew that the situation was critical at this time, so he quickly got up and walked out of the living room and went to select people.
"Old guy, call all the servants in my mansion and go with me to meet the legendary shopkeeper of Zuixianlou for a while." Zhen Yi said with a heavy face.
Ma Wei often rarely walks around, so Zhen Yi has never seen Ma Wei yet.
The old butler then changed into a generous expression of death and replied: "Yes, Master!"
After a while, Zhen Yi brought more than a hundred servants from the mansion to the gate.
Seeing Zhen Yi coming out in person, Ma Wei was immediately surprised and hurriedly stepped forward and smiled: "The shopkeeper of Zuixianlou, Ma Wei, I guess you are Mr. Zhen Yizhen, right?"
Zhen Yi carefully observed the men behind Ma Wei, and saw that these people were standing upright, everyone's face was cold, their eyes were shining with cold light, one hand put on their hips and the other hand held the knife handle. Even the defenders in the city did not have such power. The first impression this group of people gave people the first impression that they were all soldiers, soldiers who fought for a hundred battles. Only those who had been in the sea of swords and fires would look like this, and they could not pretend.
Although these people were just standing there quietly, the murderous aura that deliberately suppressed on them was even more shocked by Zhen Yi, who was over 50 years old. The servants behind Zhen Yi were even more trembling with the expression of a mouse seeing the cat.
"Mr. Zhen?" Seeing that Zhen Yi ignored him, Ma Wei had to speak out again.
Chapter completed!