There was a commotion.

"Fang Qing is so handsome... Wuwuwu, this is the first time in my life that I have seen such a handsome man... If I can take care of him..." A girl had stars in her eyes.

Immediately, another girl scolded: "Be more respectful!"

The other girls also frowned and stared in warning. Wait? Are you worthy?

On drawing paper.

Fang Che's face and clothes were taking shape bit by bit, and the girls held their breaths as they watched, their eyes shining.

Compare with the impression in your mind.

After the black eyes of the portrait started to be painted, a burst of cheers broke out: "It's so similar... It's so similar..."

"These eyes seem to be shining, looking at me majestically and tenderly..."

"Sister Sisi, give me this one...does it work? Does it work?"

The first girl to finish the portrait looked at Fang Che in the painting with a face full of fascination and said: "No, I want to keep this for myself and not give it to anyone. Don't worry... I will keep painting."

"

"We sisters have been together for a long time...everyone has it."

Several other girls who were painting were also making promises.

The girls parted reluctantly.

But they all paid and queued up.

Everyone is waiting for their own portrait.

There were many girls who kept turning back absentmindedly as they walked, looking at the place where Fang Che had just stood.

He looked in a daze, as if the handsome man in black robe was still standing there.

The god-like black robe was still slowly undulating in front of his eyes.

Many girls chatted together: "Sister Xiuxiu... I feel like I'm done. I'm afraid I won't be able to receive customers in the future... After meeting people like Fang Qingtian, how can these dirty guys who visit brothels every day still be able to have sex?"

To deal with it orally?"

"Hey... it's not just you. I think all the girls in this building are like this. In a short time, our building will probably become Qingshui Building."

"Always let the beauty in your heart exist for a little longer..."

"Master Fang said today that he has never looked down on us... He also blessed us. I can tell that he means it sincerely. We people can still do it by observing words and colors and listening to sounds to discern meaning."

"Master Fang really wants to rectify the brothel, and he also sincerely wishes us blessings... But as he said, he can't change this world... Wuwuwu..."

As the girl spoke, she began to sob: "I don't know how many flattery words I have heard in my life, and I have heard the same words from countless people, but when it came out of Mr. Fang's mouth today, I just wanted to cry..."

Countless girls sighed in unison.

The circles under each eye were red.

People have the same mind and the same principles, and everyone feels the same.

That night, I don't know how many girls stayed up all night, tossing and turning in bed.

With his eyes red from crying, he remained in a daze until dawn.

There were still a few girls standing guard at the door of Chunlou.

They are looking forward to it. Maybe when Mr. Fang walks out of the building, I can take a look at him?

…

upstairs.

In a large dance hall.

Fang Che took the recorded information.

Mo Ganyun and others had already arrived here without anyone noticing.

A total of more than 120 scum from the two spring buildings were gathered here. The interrogation has come to an end.

Ma Yidao sat on the jury throughout the whole process, his face was as pale as earth. Although he was a king-level practitioner, he was so frightened that he was no different from a dead person.

The interrogation process was extremely bloody and brutal.

With more than 120 people fighting each other to reveal the truth.

Fang Che and others have already mastered the hiding places and names of more than 50 people in the Qinglong Gang.

"After you brought them in, didn't Chunlou train him himself? Send them to Qingyun Village in the north of the city?"

Fang Che frowned.

The two stewards of the two spring buildings all had a common confession: Qingyun Village!

"What's the total number?"

Fang Che asked Ma Yidao, who had been on the jury.

Ma Yidao was heartbroken and knelt down with a pop: "The total number...over the years, in total, there are 230,000..."

"How many died?" Fang Che asked coldly.

"Twenty-seven thousand three hundred..."

"You were not directly involved, but how much did you get from it?"

"One...1.7 million."

Ma Yidao pinched his thigh regretfully, tears streaming down his face.

As a film director, with so many properties under his command, he can easily earn millions of taels of silver every year, as well as other hidden incomes.

If you lose your life for the more than one million taels that these bastards have dedicated so many years to, it would be truly unjust.

Dong Yunyu raised his head, his eyes full of murderous intent, and he stabbed Ma directly.

Ma Yidao felt a chill in his heart. He could only feel the breath of death reaching his head, and the door to hell suddenly opened in front of him.

I couldn't help but feel weak all over, and my crotch immediately became dizzy.

An unpleasant smell came out.

"cough!"

Fang Che coughed and stopped Dongyun Yu.

"Is there no one left in Chunlou?" Fang Che narrowed his eyes.

"There is no... Lian Chunlou's resources, but they sent over two thousand... The price over there is high."

Ma Yidao was speechless.

Although he is a king-level expert, he has never suffered any hardships at all. It was basically a combination of hard training and pills that pushed him up, and he has only had few decent battles in his life.

Even if you are pampered in a place like a brothel, it can be said that your endurance is even weaker than that of ordinary people.

Under Fang Che's cruel methods, he was able to hold on without fainting, which can be said to be pretty good.

"It's really nothing!"

Fang Che looked at Ma Yidao and frowned.

Then he thought of Qingyun Village, what on earth were they doing by collecting so many children?

"Does Qingyun Village have any external sales?" Fang Che asked.

"Never heard of it."

"..."

Fang Che frowned.

Make a wink.

Mo Ganyun raised his sword.

Puff puff puff...

There were more than one hundred and twenty people, not a single one was left, they were all beheaded!

The round heads were rolling around Ma Yidao, and the dead eyes seemed to be turning around on Ma Yidao's face.

"Ahh!!"

Ma Yidao screamed and fainted. He was then slapped awake by Fang Che.

With a pop, Ma Yidao's eyes widened, his whole body trembled, and a stench spurted out.

Fang Che took the bloody knife from Mo Ganyun's hand, and the tip of the knife was cold against Ma Yida's chin.

The smell of blood is overwhelming.

Ma Yidao burst into tears and cried: "Sir, sir! It's none of my business... I didn't do anything..."

"But you knew it, and if you didn't report it, it would be a crime!"
To be continued...