I'm picking up waste in fairyland

Chapter 659 My name is Huang Shulang

Nangong Wan'er was whistling indifferently at this moment, Huang Youlong wanted to dodge subconsciously, but when he glanced at the people around him, his heart suddenly became more courageous.

"What's your name? I, Huang Youlong, didn't come back today to be a punching bag for you!"

"Yo yo, where are you eating your bear heart and leopard guts? How dare you talk to us like that?" Dogs are a class.

Huang Youlong puffed out his chest. Although he was thin, he tried his best to leave Nangong Wan'er with an unwavering back: "I came back this time to pay the fee!"

The eyes of the two gatekeeper disciples lit up when they heard the payment, they looked at each other, and stretched out their hands in front of Huang Youlong: "Didn't you say to pay the fee? Pay the entry fee."

Huang Youlong's face flushed red: "That's an outsider! I've lived in the martial arts gym for the past few years, are you blind?"

The gatekeeper disciple on the left had stretched out his hand, but when he heard this, he retracted his hand angrily. He didn't know whether it was intentional or not, and the sleeve slapped Huang Youlong's face fiercely, making a crisp "pop" sound.

"You!" Huang Youlong was about to explode, but Nangong Wan'er behind him stopped him.

Then, Nangong Wan'er grabbed the door guard disciple with both hands, and her attitude was very sincere: "I'm sorry, my cousin is impatient, it's fortunate that you take care of me these days, it's a little kindness, and the two elder brothers bought tea to drink. "

The two disciples guarding the door saw the two small red rolls of Grandpa Mao, and then let them go with a smile on their faces: "If you want me to say, Huang Youlong is still lucky, well, since this gentleman is generous, please come inside!"

Huang Youlong was able to enter only by following Nangong Wan'er, he was cursing and his expression was ugly: "Grandma, these bullshit things, sooner or later I will clean them up."

Nangong Wan'er touched her chin to make sure her beard hadn't fallen off, and she yelled at Huang Youlong in a low voice: "Shut up, idiot, haven't you gotten used to being a grandson in the martial arts hall for so many days?"

"Habits are habits. Isn't it necessary to maintain your image in front of beauties?" Huang Youlong muttered, Nangong Wan'er resisted the urge to break the neck of the guy in front of her, and walked into the depths of Qianlong Martial Arts Hall.

Different from the other two martial arts halls, the front area of ​​Qianlong martial arts hall is still the courtyard of a martial arts hall, but only when you enter the inside, you will find the universe inside.

"This is the library area, this is the Martial Arts Academy, there is the Gambling Academy, there is the Cuixiangyuan, and other places to eat and do business." Huang Youlong introduced to Nangong Wan'er as if introducing his own home, No matter how painful it is for him, but after staying in one place for a long time, there will always be feelings.

"Wait, Cui Xiangyuan? What's that for?" Nangong Wan'er was a little curious when she heard the vague singing and unscrupulous laughter of men and women in the small courtyard.

Huang Youlong smiled awkwardly: "It's just men and women, um, that kind of place."

Nangong Wan'er didn't react at first, but when she saw some disciples coming out with their belts in their hands, and some disciples with their arms around women, making love to each other, even if she was an idiot, she knew where it was.

"Shameless! Obscene! Despicable! Is this a martial arts gym or a prostitution? I'm going to report you!" Nangong Wan'er stomped her feet and covered her face, not daring to look at these shameless guys again, but considering her current attire But it's a man, a big man acting like a baby in front of you, the picture is quite scary when you think about it.

But Nangong Wan'er didn't want to watch, but someone took the initiative to provoke him. A disciple noticed Huang Youlong, and walked towards Huang Youlong with a few companions.

"Oh, isn't this our Young Master Huang? Young Master Huang, where did you get rich recently?" A disciple with a sallow complexion, whose body was hollowed out by wine, pointed his finger at Huang Youlong flamboyantly.

Huang Youlong seemed to have suppressed his great anger before he managed to speak: "Yes, it's Master Zhao."

Nangong Wan'er asked, "Who is Young Master Zhao?"

Huang Youlong explained in a low voice next to Nangong Wan'er's ear: "It's Young Master Zhao, the illegitimate son of a big leader in the city, you don't even know about this, do you?"

Nangong Wan'er actually wanted to nod her head, but when she saw the leading disciple on the opposite side, looking at people with black nostrils, and the expression on her face was as if two to five or eight thousand, she could probably guess that the opposite side had a lot of background.

"Huang Youlong, you didn't die outside, and you sneaked back into the martial arts gym. You really didn't know what to do." Young Master Zhao smiled and spit on the ground.

"Go, lick the phlegm clean, and then get out, I don't want to see you here." Young Master Zhao seemed to be giving a great favor, and stopped looking at Huang Youlong after speaking.

A few companions of Young Master Zhao, to be precise, should be a few dog legs, grinning and coaxing aside: "Lick it! You are lucky today, Young Master Zhao is in a good mood, so you broke a baby."

Young Master Zhao raised his hand, his posture was very arrogant: "Hey, what's the use of telling him, he only has his right hand left, hey, Huang Youlong, don't let me repeat it a second time?"

Huang Youlong's cheeks were bulging. He really wanted to fight, but the scene Sui Guan had painted for him was so beautiful. Thinking of those big shots kneeling down and licking him, this is the life a man should live.

Huang Youlong stood where he was, and Young Master Zhao didn't urge him, but called a coquettish woman over, hugged and teased her, the woman soon became out of breath, and Huang Youlong, as usual, bent down, with a flattering expression on her face laugh.

"Yes, Master Zhao, I'll just lick it for you!"

Nangong Wan'er put one hand on Huang Youlong's back, pulled him aside, and then quickly withdrew her hand. When Huang Youlong was making a choice, Nangong Wan'er had been waiting.

If Huang Youlong refused, then even if her plan failed, she would still help Huang Youlong. What she didn't expect was that Huang Youlong would be so cowardly and really willing to kneel and lick for Young Master Zhao.

"Go back and tell the restaurant that this person is unavailable, and he doesn't even have the most basic integrity, how can he help him?"

Nangong Wan'er didn't look at Huang Youlong again, but the other party was lowering her head at this time, the shadow of her body reflected on the ground, just like him, narrow and long, but never leading to a bright place, Huang Youlong smiled, with an inexplicable look in her eyes shine.

"Young Master Zhao, right? I'm so polite." Nangong Wan'er clasped her fists at Young Master Zhao and gave a salute. Before Young Master Zhao could react, she let out a deep shout and jumped up.

Young Master Zhao stayed up all night, still staring in a daze. There was no one in front of him. He subconsciously looked up, and saw that the other party threw a heavy weight in the air, and his body hit the ground heavily.

"boom!"

The ground was cracked. The cracks were centered on Nangong Wan'er and radiated in all directions. Young Master Zhao was frightened awake by the movement. He took a closer look and saw that the hard marble floor was actually shattered by the kick of the guy in front of him. ?
"What's your name?"

"Yellow Library!"

"Yellow...weasel?"

"No, it's Huangshulang, books of books, corridors of corridors. My family hopes that I will read more..."

Master Zhao interrupted Nangong Wan'er's introduction with a wave of his hand, walked up to the other party, sized her up, and nodded in satisfaction: "Yes, yes, weasel, I think you have a lot of strength, why don't you come and be my bodyguard Well, the martial arts hall is free of charge, and I will pay you back [-] salary every year."

When Nangong Wan'er heard the money, her eyeballs seemed to turn into the shape of strings of money: "What, what, fifty thousand? I did it!"

Young Master Zhao smiled. He understands a truth. Since childhood, no one has been able to refuse the temptation of money. If this person persists, it can only be said that you did not open enough chips.

"Okay, weasel came with me. It happened that the owner of Qianlong Hall was in a meeting. You have to be responsible for my safety day and night, understand?" Master Zhao brought a few dog legs and shook him. Huanglong stood on the spot and stared blankly. Looking at Nangong Wan'er's back, Huang Youlong also disappeared after an unknown period of time.

Young Master Zhao walked halfway, and suddenly punched the dog next to him: "I said, where is Huang Youlong? Didn't I let him lick the floor clean before?"

The dogs were shocked, fell to the ground, and knelt down again and again: "I'm sorry, Mr. Zhao, we thought you let him go."

(End of this chapter)