Chapter 87 The Water Rushes to See the Real Dragon [Collection]

In the building, the shopkeeper greeted loudly, a table of several people, a pot of incense tablets, a few dishes of snacks, you can call friends, talk about a few interesting things about him, talk about his secrets, blow him a little cowhide, and have a leisure day.

On the street near the window, a man in blue stood on the stool, drawing his fingers and saliva flying together. Several people sitting around him ate and listened, which was comparable to the story of Mr. Sanying and Lv Bu.

"I saw the third master hook on one foot, and a thick-backed thin-edge simple knife rolled up. The third master was also heroic. As soon as he shook his hand, he 'sneered' and pulled the knife back, which scared Luo Wangba's face to pale..."

"Brother Meng, didn't you just say that the knife was carried around the waist of the gate?"

In the face of doubts, Zhao Meng threw out the peanuts in his hand and scolded, "You know a ball!" At that time, it was all chaotic, and Zheng Chengling also pulled out the knife, but at that time, it was so chaotic that he was released.

The people sitting around nodded calmly, and a picture naturally appeared in their minds.

Zhao Meng drank the tea in the cup and used the teacup as a shocking wood. After a 'dang', he continued to say, "Do you know what the bastard said at that time?"

"I don't know."

Without saying anything, Zhao Meng showed a disdainful expression on his face, and the hearts of the hook were like cat scratching.

"At that time..."

"Brother Meng, it's not good!" One person hurried up from downstairs and interrupted the wonderful.

"Liu Zi, what are you panicking about?" Zhao Meng grabbed the person, handed him a cup of tea, and said, "slow down, don't worry."

After following Qin Shubao for a long time, Zhao Meng also learned not to be surprised. At least he had to show his face in front of this group of guys.

The man drank all the tea and looked at Zhao Meng and said eagerly, "Brother Meng, I heard your sister's scream at Matchmaker Wang."

Zhao Mengshun's eyes quickly turned around and could no longer pretend to be calm. He grabbed the clothes and asked, "Do you hear me clearly?"

"I heard it clearly, but only once."

"Maybe it was pricked by a needle!" Zhao Meng comforted himself, but he didn't believe the excuse he said.

"Unlike, I heard a very rapid voice, and I saw a rich man walking to the backyard of matchmaker Wang. Her matchmaker Wang doesn't have any rich relatives, let alone any rich family. How can she know the rich family?

Zhao Mengshun's eyes are difficult to turn. He combed the things in the past two days, suddenly turned over the table, and his blood-red eyes roared, "Call me, the more the better! Tell the brothers to bring the guy, with a sharp one."

"Brother Meng, what happened?" One person asked worriedly, after all, it's a big deal to see blood with a knife.

"Call me! Hurry up!"

Zhao Meng has been furious and didn't give much explanation. He bumped into the two people and quickly went downstairs.

Several people looked from the window and saw Zhao Meng running like crazy. They also guessed a few points. They immediately shouted, "Shit, beat our fierce brother and sister's idea. Brothers must ask him to know what a white knife goes in and out of the red knife."

Zhao Meng did not rush home, but ran to Qin's house. After finding that Qin Shubao was not there, he gritted his teeth and found Qin Erniu to tell him the whole story, hoping that Qin Erniu would give him a few horses and strong momentum. After hearing this, Qin Erniu directly asked people to follow him.

The people who had just surrounded Wang Po's tea shop were about to enter the important people. A sound of horseshoe came from behind them. Everyone was secretly alert, but after they found that Zhao Meng was walking first, the crowd cheered fiercely.

Zhao Meng tightened the reins, jumped directly from the horse, took a sharp pig-killing knife from one person's hand, and walked straight in behind him, and the ten horses behind him did not move.

Everyone followed Zhao Meng into the shop, and Grandma Wang patted her chest and scolded, "Zhao Mengzi, you killed a thousand knives. Did you bring so many people in and want to smash your Aunt Wang's shop?"

Zhao Meng didn't say anything, walked over and slapped Grandma Wang with his hand. He asked harshly, "Is my sister in your room?"

She was slapped by Zhao Meng. After being stunned, Grandma Wang was ready to dance and splash. Her mouth was full of unbearable words. Zhao Meng was worried that she could spend time with Grandma Wang. She pulled out a pig-killing knife and roared, "Is my sister in your room? Did a rich family go in?

Wang Po was scared by the pig-killing knife in Zhao Meng's hand and dared not go forward. Hearing what Zhao Meng said, her face changed in vain.

Wang's look was all included in Zhao Meng's eyes. Zhao Meng only felt the blood rolling in his heart and poured into his head. He raised his knife and cut it.

Grandma Wang retreated, but unexpectedly hit the counter and subconsciously raised her hand to resist, breaking the blade.

Two fingers fell to the ground, and a string of blood sprinkled on the ground, accompanied by Wang Po's sad screams.

Zhao Meng wanted to kill the old man who had been killed by thousands of knives, but he was worried about his sister's safety, so he let her go for the time being.

Entering the inner room, he opened the curtain and found that the door was locked. Zhao Meng shouted outside the door. It was silent inside, but suddenly there was a cry, and Zhao Meng's whole heart was broken.

"Bastard, I will definitely kill you today!"

Two lines of turbid tears fell from Zhao Meng's face, and his long hair did not know when it dispersed. At this time, Zhao Meng was like a madman.

retreated a few steps, Zhao Meng accelerated forward and kicked the door. The door was "banging" but not kicked open. Instead, Zhao Meng was bounced to the ground.

Following Zhao Meng into the room, he learned Zhao Meng's movements and came forward together. Several people worked together and kicked down the door with the door frame. Zhao Meng rushed in like a madman with a knife.

Seeing the rich man in Jinyi holding his sister, Zhao Meng's mouth was miserable, roaring loudly, and ready to cut the bastard into meat mud with a knife.

"Get out!"

"Fuck your ancestors for 18 generations, I'm going to kill you!" At this moment, Zhao Meng heard something and just wanted to kill the bastard rich man who bullied his sister.

"Mengzi, get out of here!" Seeing that Zhao Meng lost his mind, Qin Shubao stood up and raised his volume and roared.

The blade was only three centimeters away from Qin Shubao's forehead, but the knife stopped at that distance and could not fall down.

Zhao Meng looked bitter and couldn't cut it down, so he had to turn his head and ask, "Girl, are you all right?"

Zhao Meng slapped himself gently and comforted him, "You talk to the third master, and I'll be outside."

"Get out." Qin Shubao waved his head to Zhao Meng and motioned Zhao Meng to go out to guard.

At this moment, Zhao Meng walked out dejectedly with a knife, and at the same time greeted unknown friends to go out.

The room was quiet again, leaving only Qin Shubao and Qin Su, as well as a collapsed door.

"Do you know who I am?"

Qin Shubao asked softly, and Qin Su cried, but nodded slightly.

Qin Shubao sighed, pulled out a handkerchief from Qin Su's waist, carefully wiped her tears, and the two were speechless.

Zhao Meng sat on the stone steps outside the door and threw away the pig-killing knife in his hand dejectedly. He was in a complicated mood and scratched his head with both hands and could not think of a clue. When everyone saw Zhao Meng like this, they were sensible and did not ask.

Qin Su has been crying. Qin Shubao was afraid that she would cry and break her eyes, so he shouted, "Mengzi, come in."

Zhao Meng, who was holding the chicken coop, stood up and couldn't wait to lift the curtain and run in. Seeing that Qin Su was crying, he didn't care about Qin Shubao, but just went to comfort Qin Su.

A comfort, a crying and comforting person also slowly turned red and wanted to cry.

"Mengzi, would you like to let your sister be my concubine?"

Zhao Meng shook his head, sucked his nose and said, "Master, you don't have to do this."

Qin Shubao was angry, grabbed Zhao Meng's collar and roared, "What do you mean is unnecessary? I'm asking you now, do you want to or not?

Seeing Qin Shubao's serious face and serious face, Zhao Meng nodded. Qin Shubao released Zhao Meng and scolded, "Damn it, it seems to be forced marriage."

"Come back home with me today!"

Qin Su cried louder and louder, and her fate was decided by a few words of the two.

Qin Shubao was tired of hearing this, pushed Zhao Meng away, pinched Qin Su's face, and kissed him unscrupulously. Qin Su's mind was white, and his hands mechanically wanted to push Qin Shubao away.

After a while, Qin Su had difficulty breathing, so Qin Shubao let go of Qin Su and said viciously, "If you dare to cry again, I will suffuse you to death."

Qin Su's eyes were a little more shy. With his dead will just now, he obviously accepted the result.

"Mengzi, do you have any comments?"

Zhao Meng shook her head quickly. His sister was able to follow Qin Shubao. He was really happy for his sister. Although she was a concubine, with Qin Shubao's attitude towards the maid, the concubine's treatment was obviously not too bad.

Qin Shubao turned his head and asked Qin Su, "Do you have any comments?"

"It's all up to my brother!" The tears and pear flowers are red, which are richer than peonies.

He was originally a favorite person, but also the life of the family. He was frivolous, and he was only regarded as a gift to Zhou Gong in advance. How could a woman be such a righteous person?

Launched Qin Su's hand and walked out, Qin Su was as shy as an ostor, and only dared to look at the tip of his shoes.

Seeing Wang Po curled up on the ground with a pale face, Qin Shubao stopped and said coldly, "These two fingers are a lesson. If you dare to destroy people's innocence for money, you old woman will wait for your head to move!"

Wang Po nodded tremblingly, afraid of defecation and incontinence, causing a few sneers.

Since Grandma Wang was threatened by Qin Shubao, she became very ill and died in two months. This is a passing story.

Looking at the ten riders on the street, Qin Shubao turned his head and gently pat Zhao Meng, took Qin Su to turn over his horse, pulled the reins and said, "Go back to home."

Ten riders wondered why he came to suppress the field, but how did he become a guard?

However, looking at the two people riding a horse together in front of them, they all sighed in their hearts: "Young master, you have robbed the people's daughter again!"