I am seizing the opportunity of being the son of luck in the world of cultivation

"Did you hear me? If you don't have the qualifications, get out of here. Don't stick two green onions in your nose like you're pretending to be an elephant."

"Be more conscious and make way for our young master, or you'll have a hard time..."

A thin middle-aged man dressed in steward's clothes came up the corridor and shouted impatiently at Ren Nange and the others.

"Young Master, please."

As he spoke, the middle-aged man used his shoulder to push aside Ren Nange and Hei Xuan who were originally standing in the middle of the stairs, bent down and shouted loudly.

"You..."

Looking at the two people who squeezed up from behind, Hei Xuan was about to burst out, but Ren Nange suddenly stopped him.

The voice in his mind transmitted.

"No hurry, it's okay to let them go first."

Ren Nange didn't care. Now that he had disguised his identity, he couldn't reveal any clues. It didn't matter if he was one step late or one step late.

Adhering to the principle of less trouble is worse than more trouble.

Ren Nange didn't choose to take action directly, and this was not the outskirts of Mulin. If the noise was too loud, it would attract the guards in the city.

If he raided this den, his treasure hunt might be cut off, which was obviously not what he wanted.

"But I really can't swallow their anger that they fooled and despised you, sir."

"In my opinion, with our strength, there is no need to waste words, just go up and kill them both..."

Before he finished speaking, Hei Xuan turned around and noticed the death in Ren Nange's eyes. He was so scared that he quickly swallowed his words and stopped talking.

Hei Xuan was also very clear in his heart that although the sir seemed to be giving in now, he must be thinking about something else.

Following his gaze, Hei Xuan knew that the man in brocade clothes would probably suffer some punishment later.

The middle-aged man in charge of clothing stood aside and waited, and behind him, a young man in purple brocade clothes slowly walked up from the stage.

He had a piece of purple jade on his waist, and his gestures revealed a sense of wealth, not to mention the big and strong men downstairs.

Needless to say, he must be the young master of a rich family.

At the tea table watching the show below the stage, several sharp-eyed men recognized the man in brocade clothes on the balcony at a glance.

"Isn't that the second son of the Ye family?"

"Are you talking about Ye Weiwei, the second son of the Ye family, the second family of Dongyi City?"

"If I'm not mistaken, it must be him. I used to see him come here to drink and sing, but every time he went upstairs, he seemed to drink for a while and then there was no sound."

"Thirteen Guns of Dongyi!"

"Shh, you want to die!"

Hearing this, the people next to him quickly covered the mouth of the person who was talking. If he continued to talk, they might not see the sun the day after tomorrow.

The monks’ perception is generallyHe is very sensitive, and his hearing is unusually developed. Even if it is the slightest movement outside the window, as long as he listens carefully, it is not difficult to understand most of it.

Obviously, the people at the table heard it, and Ye Weiwei on the balcony also heard it clearly, word for word, and it was directly heard.

You should know that what he hates most in his life is people calling him by his nickname.

"Thirteen Guns of the East Wing!"

It sounds very impressive, but in fact he doesn't even have the above skills, so every time someone dares to mention this matter around him, it means something ominous will happen.

Ye Weiwei looked in the direction of the sound, glared at the people at the table fiercely, and then snorted coldly.

The people at the table were all scared out of their wits. If it were normal times, they would have been beaten by his men long ago.

Among them, there was also a smart person. The moment Ye Weiwei glared at him, he stood up and ran out of the door. The rest of the people also fled out of the door like demons passing through.

"If I didn't have something important to do now, I would not have let you go so easily..."

Ye Weiwei glanced at the door twice, and when he came to his senses, he turned his head and said to the woman in red in front of him.

"I don't know if there are any rooms left since I didn't make a reservation?"

"Mr. Ye, you are joking. You are a frequent customer of our store. If it were you, you could come whenever you want. Why would you make an appointment?"

The woman in red said with a smile while holding the railing with her skillful hands.

"It is our blessing that Master Ye comes to drink and have fun here."

"Unlike some people, who are obviously bumpkins from the countryside and know nothing, they think that they can be regarded as real guests here just by buying some tea and some wine money."

"I like what you said. Come here."

"Reward!"

The steward also took out some gold and silver from the cloth bag and handed it to the red-dressed woman.

"When can I go up? I don't want to be contaminated by the vulgarity here."

Ye Weiwei glanced at Ren Nange beside him and said with annoyance.

"Come on, Master Ye, please come this way."

While the red-dressed woman collected the gold and silver handed over by the steward, she ordered the maid next to her to lead Master Ye to the third floor.

After watching Ye Weiwei walk upstairs, she turned around and showed the same look of contempt for poverty as before, and said impatiently.

"Why don't you leave? Do you think this is a shelter for cats and dogs?"

At this time, after hearing this, Hei Xuan did not dare to do anything else, but turned his eyes to Ren Nange on the side.

Ren Nange was not surprised at all. Seeing the face of the woman in red, he was happy.

Seeking profit and bullying the weak, that's the best...

Then Ren Nange took out the token he had found before from his sleeve and slowly put it on theIt stood upright in front of the red-dressed woman.

Why are you still standing there! Come and see me off!

The red-dressed woman shouted to the strong men downstairs.

"Oh?... It seems that you don't know what's good..."

Ren Nange shook his head and sighed.

He thought to himself.

You can't see it so obviously, your eyesight is really poor. No wonder this building has not changed for decades, and there has been no other development for decades. It seems that there will be no development in the future.

"Wait, what do you mean..."

At this time, the red-dressed woman finally noticed the wooden token in Ren Nange's hand. When she saw the token, she was stunned for a while, but she stabilized her mind the next moment.

Her eyes narrowed slightly, and an amazing idea came to her mind.

"Wait! Dare to steal other people's things, hurry up and kill them. We can't let the two people in front of us go easily."

This token is an exclusive token for the underground auction. The two people in front of me are dressed in simple clothes, without the slightest sign of noble people, and they don't have the heroic spirit of a great monk.

It must be a fake An Ran who picked up others' leaks. If I let them in and the people above know, my head will be moved.

When the red-clothed woman thought of this, her thoughts became more determined and she shouted.

"Quick!"

"Go, take everything from them"

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