At this moment, three young people walked out of the alley diagonally opposite. The three of them, wearing round-necked, narrow-sleeved robes and walking with unrecognizable relatives, could tell at a glance that they were full of dandy.

There is a little black fat man at the front, with five big and three thick, and a pair of bull eyes, with extremely recognizable properties.

Qin Chuan looked at it and said, hey, this is a copy of Cheng Yaojin!

The other two young men, one with long hands and long legs, had a yellow face.

The other one, the dark-faced one, was equal to the first little black fat man, with a beard all over his face and a very anxious appearance.

The leading fat black man walked to Qin Chuan with a swagger, patted Qin Chuan's shoulder, and said exaggeratedly:

"You guys, you're okay, the infamous female devil's Red Lady, has it been broken into your hands? OK! I'll be optimistic about you! From now on, you'll be by my side!"

These three guys don't look good at first glance.

Qin Chuan's face turned dark, he reached out and grabbed the fat man Xiao Hei's hand, and said without hesitation: "Little Hei Fat Man, no matter how he speaks, don't touch him!"

"Hiss! It hurts, it hurts, let go quickly, let go!"

This little black fat man finally personally experienced Qin Chuan's strength.

Only then did I know why his sister Hong Niang suffered a loss at Qin Chuan just now.

Of course, this little black fat man is not trying to stand up for his sister.

He wished someone could deal with his sister.

The nickname of female devil is given by this little black fat man.

Speaking of female devil, the fat black man is just a tear of bitter tears.

Just now, his sister rode a horse in the bustling city and was chasing the three of them, which scared them to hide in the alley.

Unexpectedly, I saw a good show and the female devil suffered a loss today!

This made the three guys' eyes lit up, and they immediately came up with a good idea.

If I take this guy as my younger brother and keep it with me every day, will I still be afraid of the female devil in the future?

But unexpectedly, it was not good to go to the army. This guy is not a good guy.

Qin Chuan let go of his hand and looked at the three second-generation ancestors with interest.

At this time, he had already vaguely guessed the identities of these second-generation ancestors.

Then, a bold idea suddenly emerged in Qin Chuan's mind.

If these second-generation ancestors could be adopted as younger brothers, wouldn’t they have free thugs if they want to do any business in the future?

Looking at the little black fat man in front, Qin Chuan asked him with a smile: "I heard you just now, do you want to accept me as your younger brother?"

The fat man from the little black nodded and said, "Yes, how about it? Are you moved? Don't worry, follow us and keep you from walking sideways in this Chang'an City, eating delicious food and drinking spicy food!"

Qin Chuan laughed and said, "Why don't you tell me, what are the abilities of you three? How dare you accept me as your younger brother?"

These three people are all second-generation ancestors, and their biggest reliance is naturally this identity.

However, although these three people often bully others by virtue, their least favorite thing is to talk about their life experience.

They always feel that their reputation in Chang'an City was achieved through their own abilities.

The fat little black man patted his chest and said, "Just relying on the three of us who are very skilled in martial arts, we will be invincible in Chang'an!"

Qin Chuan looked at him with a smile, and then said, "Is that true? Whoever has the biggest fist will be the eldest brother? Otherwise, how about we compete with each other?"

"This, of course... it's impossible to be so hasty! To be a big brother, you can't just rely on strength, but also have a brain."

The fat guy from the little black almost agreed casually. The yellow-faced boy with long hands and feet secretly kicked him from behind, and the fat guy from the little black immediately changed his mouth.

The fat guy from the little black realized that this guy was definitely stronger than them.

If he is more powerful than the boss, then isn’t he the boss?

The three of them are here to accept the younger brother, not to recognize the eldest brother.

The fat little black man looked at Qin Chuan and laughed, "How about this? Today, I'll treat you to the restaurant! Let's go to the restaurant to have a good time and decide who is the boss. What do you think?"

Qin Chuan smiled slightly and said, "Okay!"

Compared to drinking, Qin Chuan has never been afraid of anyone.

If he had two bottles of white wine and enough beer to drink, would he be afraid of three little kids from Datang who had never drunk high-alcohol?

Soon, the fat black man led the way and the group walked towards the restaurant ahead.

On the way, the three of them introduced themselves to Qin Chuan.

The little black fat man's name is Cheng Chuliang, and he is Cheng Yaojin's second son.

The yellow-faced boy with long hands and feet is named Qin Huaiyu, and is Qin Qiong's only son.

The black boy with a bearded face was named Yuchi Baoqi, and he was Yuchi Gong's second son.

Qin Chuan also introduced his name to them.

After hearing Qin Chuan's name, the fat little black man Cheng Chuliang couldn't help but flash a strange color in his eyes.

Soon, the group came to the Zuixian Tower.

This Zuixian Tower is the largest restaurant on the street of Pingkangfang.

Even in the entire Chang'an City, it is still ranked first.

These people are obviously regular visitors here.

The waiter at the door saw these three people and warmly greeted them from afar.

"Master Cheng, Master Qin, Master Yuchi, and this master, please come in and invite me!"

At this moment, a group of people were coming out of the restaurant.

The person in the lead was a 16 or 17-year-old boy with a pale face and a pair of peach-blue eyes.

The boy saw Cheng Chuliang, his face suddenly showed an exaggerated sarcasm:

"Oh, isn't this Cheng Er's fool? Oh, the palm of his hand was hit by a hundred times, and the swelling was gone so quickly? I was in the mood to run out to drink again? Hahahaha!"

The three people following the boy suddenly burst into laughter.

Cheng Chuliang's big black face was ridiculed and red and purple.

Cheng Chuliang couldn't help but roll up his sleeves and said angrily: "Changsun Xiaobai's face, are you itchy again? If I beat you here, would you guess sir slam the palm of my hand?"

The young man named Changsun Xiaobai-faced was shocked by Cheng Chuliang's actions, and quickly waved his hand and said, "Stop! He shouted and beat and killed every time, which is really a disgrace to be gentle!"

"Cheng Chuliang, I'm just looking for you! Don't you like to bet? Today I'll bet with you, for fear that you won't have the courage to answer!"

Cheng Chuliang said with a vigilant look: "Grandson Xiaobai, what bet do you want to make? Let's first say that if you bet on memorizing and writing poems, I won't have time to play with you if you can't bet on what those without eggs do, I will not have time to play with you!"

Changsun Xiaobai said contemptuously: "Look at your uneducated look. I'm looking for you, of course I'm not betting on this! Today I want to bet on your strength with you, do you dare to take it?"

"What? Compare strength?"

For a moment, Cheng Chuliang was a little suspicious whether he had heard it wrong.
Chapter completed!