Comprehensive martial arts: Inherit the weak chicken sword god at the beginning

Chapter 50
Time passed little by little.

Although he was accompanied by a beautiful woman, Han Fei was still a little impatient waiting.

At this time, there was a noise outside.

A man reeking of alcohol walked in, and after he walked in, the flower boat slowly moved out.

The man threw out a few ingots of silver, and then sat aside with two beautiful women in his arms.

Han Fei's eyes lit up, the grandson finally came.

Gou Dezheng sat at the side, with a lewd smile on his face, he raised his hands at the two women beside him.

The two women resisted slightly, but they were all smiles.

Whether it should be said or not, this sensual playboy was vividly interpreted by him.

"You go back first."

Han Fei said to Xiu'er next to her, since she has obtained important information, she doesn't need to stay here.

Being too close to Han Fei might harm her. They are hard-working people, so there is no need to take this risk.

Xiu'er hesitated to speak, "But, my lord..."

She had never seen such a person who spent 1000 taels but did nothing.

Han Fei smiled: "Let's go."

Seeing Han Fei's resolute attitude, Xiu'er was inconvenient to stay. She got up, saluted, and then left.

After walking a few steps, Xiu'er suddenly turned to look at Han Fei:
"Sigh, such a handsome young master, I didn't expect to be a man with broken sleeves."

In fact, it's not my fault that she was thinking crookedly. After spending so much money, she didn't do anything or say anything, and kept asking for information about Gou Dezheng.

And he turned a blind eye to her big beauty, and kept staring at Gou Dezheng.

No matter how you look at it, he looks like a stupid person with a lot of money, but he likes people in Longyang.

Han Fei didn't know that in other people's hearts, he had already become an infatuated person who could only secretly look at his sweetheart every day.

It's also thanks to him not knowing, otherwise, a "reign of terror" would be inevitable.

On the other side, Gou Dezheng was still flirting wantonly, making the woman beside him gasp, but he didn't have the slightest intention to go to the room.

Obviously, these are just appetizers, and his real target is still the famous oiran.

After a while, Yan Niang stepped onto a stage in the center, and then the young servants around her slammed the gong next to it.

"Boom~"

The whole flower boat fell silent, and everyone looked towards the stage.

Yan Niang glanced at the crowd, and then said with a coquettish smile: "Everyone, please watch the Jiuqu Nishang Dance."

After speaking, she walked down the stage,
At the same time, a group of young women in pink flowing fairy dresses came onto the stage in an orderly manner.

They covered their faces with tulle, and tied their hair with wooden hairpins. Their beautiful eyes flowed, and a trace of style came out through their bodies.

The most important thing is that they are beautiful and tall, and everyone's body proportions are surprisingly consistent.

With the sound of the piano, countless petals sprinkled down, and these dancers began to dance to the music.

The sound of the piano is cold, but with a hint of sadness, as if it has tasted all the suffering in the world.

These dancers follow the rhythm of the music, swinging, turning, swirling, and jumping, like a group of flying butterflies, and like graceful willows, the beauty is breathtaking.

Han Fei had also been to a brothel, but comparing the two was like a dragon in the sky and an ant in the ground.

No matter which aspect it is, it is completely crushed.

However, even though these dancers are so beautiful, the eyes of most people in the flower boat are not on them.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the woman playing the piano at the side.

This woman's appearance is cold, her black hair is dyed with black ink, she looks like a fairy, and she looks noble and elegant with a white moon dress.

In addition, this woman's eyes are like the moon, and there is a trace of sadness, just like Chang'e in the moon palace, which is fascinating.

If nothing else, this is the so-called oiran Liu Yuruo.

"Good guy."

Han Fei finally understood why this woman was so popular and attracted countless people to come here.

Because she is different from ordinary prostitutes, it seems that there is an independent lotus among countless coquettish flowers.

Get out of the mud without dyeing, licking and not demon.

This kind of temperament is definitely not something that ordinary women can have, at least Han Fei has never seen it before.

Coupled with the sad expression, it can even arouse men's desire for protection, so it attracts countless people to flock to her.

Han Fei looked at Gou Dezheng, no doubt, he was stunned at this moment.

Brother Pig with a full face seemed to say nothing, the saliva almost flowed onto the table.

For a person like him who is used to seeing prostitutes, suddenly meeting such a noble and cold woman, one can imagine the heat in his heart.

Originally, Han Fei should have gone over and killed him long ago, because he came to the flower boat without any guards.

But it was precisely this that made Han Fei hesitate.

A scum like Gou Dezheng, who makes trouble everywhere, doesn't have a single guard. Isn't he afraid of death?
The answer is obvious, if there is no guard, there is only one possibility.

In the dark, there must be a master guarding him, and this master is far stronger than those guards.

But Han Fei looked for a long time, but still didn't find any suspicious person.

This made him gradually doubt his own judgment.

Could it be that Gou Dezheng is really too stupid, thinking that no one would dare to kill him since he was born in a famous family?

Han Fei didn't quite understand, he had never been such a playboy recently.

At this time, the performance on the stage was over, and the dancers bowed, and then stepped down from the stage.

At the same time, there was a burst of enthusiastic admiration in the field, and countless people stood up and applauded.

All kinds of money and banknotes were thrown on the stage, like garbage that no one wanted.

This kind of reward should be the same as the live broadcast, except that one side is a virtual gift and the other side is real money.

Han Fei also threw 200 taels symbolically, as compensation in advance, after all, he was going to kill someone on a boat.

That Yanniang smiled so much that her mouth was crooked, the money was earned faster than the printing, and it didn't take long for a small mountain to be piled up on the stage.

She chased after the victory and said, "Everyone, there is one finale tonight."

"Miss Yu Ruo has a new song. You can give it to someone who is destined. The highest price will get it. Don't miss it. The starting price is 100 taels."

As her words fell, everyone present was boiling, and they all stood up to bid.

"100 taels, I will offer 100 taels!"

"Just 100 taels? You deserve it too? I'll pay 200 taels!"

"250 taels!"

"300, I offer 300!"

"This piece is mine, don't argue, I'll pay you 500 taels!"

"Joke, you are so poor, and you want toads to eat swan meat, I will pay you 800 taels!"

The atmosphere in the field was pushed to zero, and countless people rushed to bid.

Han Fei was dumbfounded. It was just a piece of music, and he didn't sleep with her all night. Why was he so excited?
Just like those celebrities and Internet celebrities, many people have to give rewards and support even if they lose their fortunes.

But he has never even seen other people's faces, so he is really taken advantage of.

Han Fei shook his head, then continued to stare at Gou Dezheng.

And the latter was drinking wine calmly, without any signs of anxiety.

After a while, the bids in the market have reached more than 1000 taels, and the bids are still increasing.

At this time, a rich man who was also on the second floor said: "I will pay 2 taels!"

Good guy, just added half.

As soon as the voice came out, some people stopped talking, after all, they were not some wealthy family.

After a moment of silence, the remaining people continued to bid, but the momentum was much smaller.

"I gave 3200 taels."

"3500 taels!"

"I give 4000 taels!"

At this time, the rich man on the second floor said again: "I will pay 2 taels!"

It can be seen that he is indeed not short of money.

　From today onwards, try to make more than three shifts every day,

　　
　
(End of this chapter)