Evil Master

Duan Hong asked Yan Xiaowen to open up a suite on the eighteenth floor. He instructed Yan Xiaowen that as long as he did not come out, no one was allowed to enter. The simple and honest Zhu Shan stood at the door with the Demonic Knife in his hand.

Lao Liu had once invited him to the living room to rest, saying that there would be no danger here, but he had refused.

Lao Liu scolded a fool behind his back and left alone.

Duan Hong filled the bath with water, took off his purple T-shirt, and looked at his skinny body in the mirror. There was a red knife scar from left to right on his chest area.

< p > This was left behind by Goldtooth when they fled from the Golden Snake Gang.

Other than this scar, there were also some red blade-marks everywhere else. These were all wounds caused by the saber Qi of the Hundred War Demonic Knife.

He took the silver flask out of his pants pocket, dropped a few drops into the water, and drank a little more.

< p > My god!

Second Master was truly a great person, a person who did not care about vulgarity, only he could create such a good thing.

Duan Hong quickly soaked his entire body into the bathtub, the Wumu Divine Wine slowly pulled back the exhaustion in his body, and his stamina recovered.

Ye Zichen recalled how the stone platform had just smelled the stench of blood and was nearly shocked. What was going on?

Am I going to faint?

It can't be. It seems like I've smelled a lot of pig, duck, dog and human blood. I'm fine, but there's something wrong with my blood.

Did something bad happen to my blood?

Duan Hong could not understand no matter how much he thought about it. He laid in the bathtub and slowly fell asleep.

He slept for nearly two hours. When he opened his eyes, he found the tub full of dirty black sewage. He quickly showered and changed into some clothes before walking out.

As soon as the door was opened, a colossal monster instantly pressed down upon Duan Hong.

"Damn, Zhu Shan, why are you asleep?"

Duan Hong looked at the confused Zhu Shan and asked.

Zhu Shan hurriedly stood up straight from Duan Hong's embrace, and said shyly: "It's probably because I'm sleepy, so I slept for a bit. Hong, your body should be much better now."

"Hehe, of course."

Duan Hong took the blade in Zhu Shan's hand and locked it inside his room. He believed that no thieves would appear here.

After leaving the room, Lao Liu hurriedly stood up from the living room and said: "Boss Duan, the boss has prepared food for you in the banquet hall. He invited you over to discuss the matter with your restaurant."

< p > "Oh?"

Duan Hong smiled, the efficiency of this Yan Xiaowen was rather fast, the three of them walked into the banquet hall, Yan Xiaowen's face was glowing in spring, the gold frame of his spectacles were sparkling with light.

< p > "Bro!" I see that you have a ruddy complexion and are in high spirits. Come, sit, sit! "

Yan Xiaowen stood up and personally pulled Duan Hong to his side.

This time, the wine was not placed on the table. Instead, it was white wine.

A white jade bottle with a red wine cloth was placed beside a fine Guizhou Maotai wine from Moutai Town. A golden card was written on the side with the words' Produced 1980 'written on it.

Yan Xiaowen chuckled as he opened the bottle. Immediately, a strong aroma of food and wine wafted out, the smell of alcohol floated out from the gap between the doors of the dining room, and when the two beautiful women in qipao standing outside smelled the wine, they immediately perked up.

"Haha, little brother, since we're in the sea, we can't not taste Lu Cai. This table of food is made by a top level Sant chef, I wonder if it can enter your eyes?"

Duan Hong looked at the dishes on the table. Lu Cuisine originated from Lu Kingdom during the Spring and Autumn War Nation's era. It was one of the eight famous dishes until the Song Dynasty, when it became the Northern Food Representative.

< p > Of all the seats in Manchu, Lu is also the largest.

Duan Hong picked up his chopsticks and picked up a piece of beef mince and chewed it carefully, fully savoring the special fragrance that was swirling around his tongue, throat, and even his nasal cavity.

Duan Hong gave a thumbs up and said: "That's right, Lu Cuisine's taste is a little heavier than the dishes in the south. It's precisely this kind of rich fragrance that can reflect the strong hero's smell of gulping down wine and eating meat."

< p > "Yes, yes."

Yan Xiaowen flattered him: "All the good men of the Shui Hu like to eat these dishes. It is said that the leopard head Lin Chong can eat five jin of beef sauce at once and drink three big pots of wine. He is indeed a good eater."

Duan Hong laughed out loud, thinking to himself, you must have never seen Junior Brother Apprentice Brother Ming Huo, who was hungry for three days. That guy can eat roasted suckling pigs!

Looking at the four people on the table, who were only missing the heat of comprehension, Duan Hong felt a little sad in his heart. He lifted the Maotai Wine and poured himself a full cup, drinking it clean with his head raised.

"Awesome, this is what it means to eat big mouthfuls of meat and drink big gulps of wine. Zhu Shan, don't be idle, eat!"

Duan Hong poured a cup for Zhu Shan, poured another cup for himself, and poured a full cup for Lao Liu.

He merely added a little more for Yan Xiaowen as he smiled: "Brother Yan, it's better for you to drink red wine since you have less energy than other people. Leaving you to study in United States of America, I think red wine is more suited for you."

Yan Xiaowen's face suddenly twitched. Pain!

However, since Duan Hong had already said it, he could not refute. With a hollow laugh, the four raised their cups and drank heartily.

Zhu Shan shook off his teeth and started to crazily eat. His appetite was not low, and on the table, he had already eaten more than half of the beef mince, sauce elbows, roast chicken and more!

Seeing that he had almost finished eating, Yan Xiaowen's face was flushed red. He was slightly intoxicated as he said, "Brother Duan, how come I feel that you're so good now? What's with my temper? How about we acknowledge him as our master? "

< p > Kowtow?

I'm only — sixteen years old. Although I'm older, is that okay?

Duan Hong hesitated, thinking about how to refuse.

Yan Xiaowen grabbed Duan Hong's hand, took out a new phone from the side, and said: "Brother! You're my brother, and you lost your phone. Big brother gave you this new one, take it! "

Duan Hong received it, and just like the previous phone, he did not put it in his heart, and directly put it in his pocket.

Yan Xiaowen pulled him up and said: "Brother, brother isn't drunk. Let's learn to be a man today and be sworn brothers."

With that, he knelt on the ground and kowtowed to the full moon outside the window.

< p > "This —"

It wouldn't be bad for me to become sworn brothers with this old man.

Duan Hong also kneeled down, and the two of them kowtowed continuously as they hugged each other.

Yan Xiaowen was truly happy, the benefits he could obtain included one aspect, and the other aspect was the expression on Pirlo's face that he wanted to say but was unable to do so.

After the two had made their vows, they sat back down at the table. Yan Xiaowen took out a flag bank card from his pocket and said, "Old man, here is the ten million. We have an agreement." In addition, your brother is telling you, at the intersection of East Street and Liberation Street, there's even a five storey tall shop. All of it belongs to your brother! "Heh heh.

Duan Hong was flabbergasted, and cursed at Yan Xiaowen in his heart. This old fox was really rich, a shop that was five stories high?

How much is it worth!

Then, he recalled that all the Jin Ding International belonged to this guy, so a five storey shop on his body was nothing.

Yan Xiaowen drank a few mouthfuls of red wine before saying, "Actually, this shop has already been rented out two days ago, but — Brother is happy.

Yan Xiaowen had a rather manly temperament, even though he looked drunk on the outside, he was actually completely awake. He was drunk on seeing the world, and his heart was as clear as a mirror!

Duan Hong also hugged him and called him brother, and his mind was calculating whether this was real or not.

Ever since he came out of Ku Chan Temple, it was always good to meet Yan Xiaowen. First, it was his uncle's wound that could be healed, and now that he had money, it was truly beautiful!

Actually, he had forgotten about the hardships he had suffered during his four years of Ku Chan Temple, and the two battles he had fought in the Shura. If he had not suffered previously, he reckoned that he would be the one dying.

Duan Hong couldn't help but think of his own father. People were always like this, after making some achievements, they would always want to share them with their own family.

< p > Father doesn't know how you're doing in Shanghai.

Duan Hong thought about the insults he had received from the labourers in the Yun Shan County, along with the insults he had received from the workers in Jingtian Company.

< p > I must get you back!

Just as Duan Hong and Yan Xiaowen were chatting happily over wine, a pitch black shadow quietly climbed up the water pipe behind's private area.

This person was skinny and dressed in tight black clothing. He was wearing black gloves and was wearing a black cloth. He was like a nimble gecko as he climbed up the water pipe.

He took off his gloves when there was no water pipe, and his slender hands were drenched.

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> Every time he chose a spot, he would place it in the backlit area, making it appear dark outside.

It was as if this person had a goal. He didn't even have the time to admire the brilliant images of the 'One Insect, Two Phoenix' and 'One Insect' in his room on the tenth floor as he directly climbed up to the 18th floor.

At the edge of a lighted room, the man sneaked his head in, pressed his ear against the wall for a moment, and then his eyes lit up.

His hand was on the edge of the window, but when he tried to move it, it didn't budge.

"He, he actually locked it. But in my eyes, there is nothing that I can't find that I want."

He took out a glass knife from his back pocket and drew a circle with a diameter of 20 centimeters on the window glass.

He took out something white and sticky, stuck it to the glass, and gave it a gentle push.

< p > "Thump!"

He first looked around and found no one around. He walked into the living room with a swagger and took off his mask and drank a few mouthfuls from a bottle of red wine that he took out from the wine cabinet.

This person's face looked like an ape's. He had a fanning ear, two bulging eyes, a concave nose, and two thin lips.

Picking up the knife wrapped in leather from the table, he opened it and laughed.

This blade was actually the Demonic Knife that Duan Hong had brought back from the Shura Square!

The man took out a piece of paper and a pen from his black pocket, wrote a few words: "Draw", threw the knife on the table, sheathed it, and backed away from the hole in the glass.

When they reached the room on the tenth floor, their eyes were fixated on the brilliant scene of a bug and a phoenix. Listening to the delicate voice, they couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.

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