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Ning Shu followed the prestige and saw that those people were dressed in clothes, they were disciples from different sects gathered together.I think I came to Lan Kwai Fong for entertainment after doing business.It's just that this pastime is not necessarily enjoyable.When you get together, you always find a way to show that you are more knowledgeable than others.

But I heard one of them say: "...that Zhang Wei was able to pass ten moves under Sect Master Meng...Although Songxi is a small sect, having disciples like this is something to be proud of."

Another person said disapprovingly: "As a senior master, Meng Lianshan naturally has no problem with the juniors. You see, he changed his style later and knocked Zhang Wei off the stage with just one blow."

An old man shook his head and said: "Zhang Wei's loss is not wronged. You know that Meng Lianshan's move is not Junshan's own martial arts. That sword has the aura of a white rainbow penetrating the sun, which is similar to the legendary Guiyang in the old martial arts. There are similarities in the knife technique."

The bystanders couldn't help laughing: "The Guiyang sword technique was a flash in the pan in the martial arts back then, and it was passed down like a miracle. But after all, that sword technique has been lost for decades. Even if it goes up two or three generations, few people have seen it. How did you recognize it?"

Seeing that he didn't believe it, the man's face turned red immediately: "Although I can't witness it with my own eyes, it has been passed down from generation to generation, and there are always records in ancient books. Besides, I didn't say that Meng Lianshan's sword technique must come from the Guiyang sword manual. Three thousand ways lead to the same goal. Kung fu has been practiced to the extreme, and there are some similarities, which are common if you think about it..."

There was a fight over there, but Ning Shu could hear the sound of broken porcelain.

Glancing down, he saw that the celadon teacup in Han Kuang's hand had broken into pieces when it was out of support. The porcelain pieces were stuck in his hands, and some blood oozed from his fingers.

Ning Shu hurriedly persuaded in a low voice: "They are all idlers who are used to talking nonsense, don't care what he does. It's not interesting to go around here, let's go outside for a walk. Zhou's house is not far from here, let's go and taste the white meat Hubing and sweet bean soup..."

Han Kuang let go of his hands dumbly, and the tiles fell on the table.

Ning Shu tugged on his sleeve before getting up.Then someone behind him said frivolously: "Yo, Mrs. Tan? Are you free today?"

Ning Shu turned her head and saw that it was a rich man she didn't know.Knowing that this was probably Mrs. Tan's best friend, she smiled vaguely: "Young Master Lao is worried, I'm afraid I'll have to go on stage later." After speaking, he glanced at Han Kuang calmly, ready to leave.

But the man stretched out his hand blankly to stop him: "I want to have a drink with you, why are you always pushing back and forth like this?"

Ning Shu said in a low voice: "There are rules in the workshop..." Seeing that person was indifferent, she smiled slightly: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry." She stepped out obliquely with flower brushing steps, her wide sleeves slightly raised, from the person's body Lightly pass by.Unexpectedly, that man looks like a dandy, but he is also a master of martial arts, so he stretched out his hand, looking like he was going to hug Ning Shu in his arms.

Unexpectedly, before he touched anyone, a big hand clamped his wrist tightly.Han Kuang's face was gloomy, his eyes were pitch-black, and he stared at the young master: "Respect yourself."

Seeing that things were going to get worse, Ning Shu hurriedly smoothed things over: "They are all guests...have something to say..."

The young master said angrily: "Little whore, I gave you three points of color, and even opened a dyeing workshop..."

Ning Shu shook his head at Han Kuang, but Han Kuang turned a blind eye, and his hands tightened a bit: "Your mouth...mouth...clean up!"

The man laughed angrily, "Old Caipi, who can't speak well, what's your business..." While speaking, his feet suddenly moved, and he raised his knee and bumped into Han Kuang's lower abdomen.This way of kung fu is extremely excessive.Han Kuang raised his hand to grab the man's knee, and with a little force, he knocked him to the ground.

This can poke a hornet's nest.A group of servants behind the man immediately surrounded them tightly.The lady in charge came over in a hurry, and before she could speak, she heard a loud laugh: "My lord, you are so unprogressive, Mrs. Tan can talk to you a few words in a friendly manner today, she already thinks highly of you."

Ning Shu looked up, slightly startled.

That Yunxiajian Zhang Wei was sitting on the high armrest, smiling at himself.

Seeing Ning Shu looking towards him, he flew down to stand in front of Young Master Wang, and sternly shouted: "Go away!"

The prince was obviously very jealous of him, he glared at him hatefully, and left quickly with his servants.

A few martial arts practitioners over there looked indistinguishable, looking at this side from a distance, not knowing what plans they were planning.

Zhang Wei turned to Ning Shu, and said in a gentle voice: "Hui'er was shocked." Then he turned to Han Kuang, cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, mother-in-law, for your help."

Han Kuang nodded calmly, glanced at Ning Shu, and walked away.Ning Shu glanced at the steward, and the steward's wife immediately understood, and quickly stepped forward: "Mr. Zhang hasn't come here for quite a while..."

Zhang Wei ignored her, and only said to Ning Shu, "Hui'er today...why didn't you talk?"

Ning Shu pinched his throat and said: "I suffered from some wind and cold, and my throat feels uncomfortable. Don't blame me, my lord."

Zhang Wei's eyes narrowed slightly: "Why are you so polite today?" Scrutinizing Ning Shu's expression carefully: "No, you are not Mrs. Tan." He clasped Ning Shu's shoulders, frowned and said, "Who are you?"

Ning Shu was in a bad mood, but he still wanted to put it off on his face: "Master, you really know how to joke... My family has been in Lan Kwai Fong for many years, everyone knows..." He sniffed Zhang Wei lightly, and said with a coquettish smile: "Mr. Did you drink too much? Why don’t you go upstairs and have a cup of tea and sit down, wait for the slave’s house to change your clothes, and come here.” Saying this, he bowed to Zhang Wei, avoided his hand calmly, and walked out .

Wei's hand clasped Ning Shu's shoulder, but pressed extremely heavily: "You..." Before he finished speaking, someone raised his hand and pushed it away.

Han Kuang's tone was flat, without any emotion or anger: "Your Majesty, respect yourself."

Zhang Wei frowned and said, "I'm talking to Hui'er myself, it's none of Grandma's business." After speaking, he stretched out his hand again.Han Kuang protected Ning Shu, and Ge blocked his wrist.Han Kuang wanted to go away with one blow, but Zhang Wei would not give up, so he had to fight him again.

The two stopped at the same time after fighting each other.Zhang Weizai looked at Han Kuang carefully, and suddenly laughed: "I don't know who it is, it turns out that the honorable master is the Ye family on that day..." Before the second half of the sentence was out of his mouth, he heard a crisp "pop" .

Zhang Wei covered half of his cheek and stared blankly at Ning Shu.

Ning Shu took a deep breath, pinched his waist and cursed: "Your surname is Zhang! You are a stinky, shameless bastard, a heartless and unjust heartbroken man! One side swore to each other with the slave family, but the other side went to hook up with the Ye family and the Xie family The eldest lady of the Zhang family and the Li family... You have swallowed all the poisonous oaths you have sworn in the past month and month..." He let out a long cry: "I sold myself in this fireworks field, and I have nothing to gain. I filled it with you. I thought I would meet a lover, but I never thought that all the men in the world are generally ungrateful..."

There are many discussions around, all pointing and pointing.

Ning Shu had done enough acting, supported her forehead and shook it a few times, closed her eyes, and fell softly on Han Kuang.

The lady in charge was working under Mrs. Bai, and she was also extremely alert, and she beckoned people to take Ning Shu away.While holding the handkerchief and weeping, he pushed Zhang Wei out with his hands lightly: "Miss Tan will not be able to see outsiders again today..."

Ning Shu quietly tugged on Han Kuang's sleeve, and then let others carry her upstairs.

He quietly narrowed his eyes.Seeing everyone leaving the room, a carp immediately stood up and grabbed Han Kuang: "That Zhang Wei is too fine, it's not so easy to fool. 36 tricks, run quickly."

Before he finished speaking, he heard a commotion outside: "...that old woman is the unknown guest who rescued Ning Shu that day..."

Han Kuang made a decisive decision, picked up Ning Shu, pushed the window and fled.

After everyone chased them out of the building, they saw that there were many boats on the Shantang River, and there were no shadows of the two people just now.