"Oh? Do you want to fight me?"

The official raised his eyebrows and looked at Murong Fu with a somewhat disdainful expression. Although the other party had injured several people in an instant, it was because the people of the Red Flower Club were incompetent and embarrassed.

Murong Fu also smiled. How long had it been since anyone had looked at him like this?

Well... it didn't seem like it had been long, but the last Nian Liandan who looked at him with this look had already been beheaded by him.

"What do you call him?" he asked calmly.

The official waved his hand, and in exchange for a servant, he took off his official uniform and said, "Debu! After Obai's death, I will be Debu, the best master in the Qing Dynasty."

After taking off his official uniform, the clothes inside were even more messy, as if he had been doing something before and then wrapped them up randomly and came out. He simply tore them open and threw them to the servants, revealing his hairy chest.

His muscles squirmed and he shouted: "Come on, I won't talk until you win. Otherwise, let's stop talking!"

Everyone in the Red Flower Club felt their faces heat up when they saw Deb being so confident. Doesn't the other party's behavior mean that they are not good enough!

Luo Bing's eyes were also slightly curious. She thought the man named Murong Fu was quite strong. Could it be that he would really be defeated by Deb? She looked at Deb's somewhat ferocious appearance, turned slightly, and felt that she was still stronger.

I hope that man Murong Fu wins.

Deb collided with his fists and punched Murong Fu fiercely.

There was a strong gust of wind on the fist, and there was a faint sound of screaming.

To be honest, this punch is not bad, it is stronger than the attacks of Yang Chengxie and Zhang Jin, but at most it is on par with the "Thunder Hand" palm.

The Chang brothers looked at each other with some doubts. This move didn't seem to be as confident as the other's.

The two of them did not take action just now. It was not because of fear or other reasons. In fact, the two of them always cooperated to take action at the same time. The position was previously occupied by other brothers in the guild, so there was no chance for the two of them to take action together.

Murong Fu almost laughed out loud. There was indeed such a kind of person in this world who couldn't recognize himself at all. He waved his hand casually and hit him with a Dou Chuan Xing Shift.

Bang——

Deb punched himself, causing him to yell in pain: "What's going on? You have magic powers?"

After saying that, he punched again in disbelief.

Bang——

"Ouch!"

This second punch was harder, and Deb only jumped up in pain, spinning around several times and rubbing his chest.

"You are a magician, I won't fight you!"

Deb grinned in pain and came to the servant's side, pulled off his clothes and put them on.

"Grrrr!"

Luo Bing let out a burst of laughter, covered his mouth with his hands, and his delicate body trembled.

At this beginning, the other heads of the Red Flower Club also started laughing, feeling relieved. Seeing that you usually look arrogant, that's all.

Murong Fu withdrew his eyes from Luo Bing's trembling position and turned to Deb: "What? Are you taking the initiative to hand over the person, or is Fu going to pick him up in person?"

After giving everyone in the Red Flower Club a fierce look, Deb waved his hand and said, "I can't make the decision on this matter. This is Marshal Fu's mansion. Only if he speaks personally will it count."

"In that case, I will pick it up myself."

Murong Fu continued walking towards the inner courtyard as he spoke, completely ignoring the crowd of heroes around him.

"No, no, no, no, I will notify Marshal Fu to come back and ask him to receive you personally. I think with Marshal Fu's hospitable temperament, he will definitely agree."

Deb hurriedly stopped on the road, saying good things. He was not stupid. He knew that if the person lost his hand, he would be in big trouble. The person in front of him was also good at magic, so he could only comfort him with kind words.

"Yeah?"

Murong Fu glanced at him with a half-smile but not a smile: "I hope this is not a delaying strategy. You can take the opportunity to mobilize troops, but Mr. Deb, you must be careful with your head."

"Hahaha, no, absolutely not."

Deb promised again and again.

"Then I'll wait a moment."

To the surprise of everyone in the Red Flower Club, Murong Fu actually agreed to come down.

In fact, in his eyes, the Manchus were nothing at all, and Mongolia was the enemy. The two sides were now at war, and he did not want Mongolia to take advantage of the front line because of his actions.

It didn't take long before Fukangan came back with a large number of people. Everyone seemed to be highly skilled in martial arts, and there were more than a dozen of them.

"Chief helmsman!" "Third brother!" "Seventh brother!"

Everyone from the Red Flower Club came forward to welcome him.

Murong Fu's eyes fell on Chen Jialuo, who everyone called the chief helmsman of the Honghua Club. He looked at it and then looked at Fu Kang'an. The two looked somewhat similar.

It's a shame that a brother and a son can look the same.

However, the plot requires it, so there is no need to be too serious.

"You are the famous Mr. Murong!"

Fukang'an greeted him with his hands in hand, a smile on his face, and he was very relaxed. Most people who have been in high positions for a long time will look down on people in the world.

After exchanging pleasantries with the other party, Murong Fu returned to the topic and made a request.

"It's easy to say. This is easy to say. Mr. Murong can take his sister-in-law away immediately."

Fukang'an agreed repeatedly, and then changed his tone and said: "But I have a small condition. I hope that my sister-in-law can continue to live in Yanjing City and provide our army with poison regularly. This is a great weapon against Mongolia.

Indispensable."

Murong Fu glanced at the other party. This idea was a good way to get the best of both worlds. Could it be that someone was behind the plan?

"Let me talk about this after I meet Lingsu and see what she means."

…

"Brother Murong, why are you here!"

Cheng Lingsu's residence is like a chemical laboratory, with all kinds of bottles and jars everywhere.

When Murong Fu suddenly appeared next to her, Cheng Lingsu could not suppress her excitement and shouted.

Although the two of them only got along for a few days, their good impressions were not low. Cheng Lingsu's girlish feelings were exactly the same as the fantasy of having a good big brother who would wholeheartedly do her good, so she met someone at that age. Although Hu Fei appeared later

Not bad, but how can a girl with a shadow in her heart tolerate others.

After calling, I realized that I was too excited, so I quickly calmed down and behaved like a lady.

"How can you do it if I don't come? I'm afraid no one in this world can save you from here except me. I don't want the descendant of our poisonous medicine king to be a pharmaceutical machine for the rest of his life."

Murong Fu said with a smile, and repeated Fu Kangan's request just now.

"What are your plans? There's no need to be mentally burdened, just tell the truth. I want to rescue you, and no one can stop me. I will keep you safe and unscathed."

After replaying the original plot for a while, I unconsciously felt pity for the girl in front of me, and my tone was gentle yet domineering.

As soon as he said this sentence, Cheng Lingsu's face was stained with red clouds.

Bai Zhen, Zhang Zhaozhong and other experts who followed Fu Kang'an outside the door changed their expressions when they heard it. Fu Kang'an shook his head and signaled not to act rashly.

"It's good to have a large amount of medicinal materials that allow me to devote myself to studying the 'poison scripture' left by my master. But there are a large number of designated medicines every day, and the mechanical repetitive work makes people have no time to spare, and they can't leave the yard, which is a bit bad.

"

Cheng Lingsu said seriously that it was one of her wishes to carry forward the skills left behind by her master. The poison was said to be used to deal with the Mongols who brutally massacred the city, which did not put any psychological pressure on her.

Murong Fu nodded and left the hut.

"Shuai Fu must have heard this. I promise you on behalf of my sister that I can continue to make medicine for you. However, we must move out of here. We can choose our own place to live, and we must not restrict my sister's freedom. She can go out to play on the streets at any time."

"The potions refined daily cannot be supplied according to the current standards. Only 30% of the current dosage is provided. The remaining quantities are left to chance..."

Murong Fu stated his own standards and had a tough attitude.

After thinking for a moment, Fukang'an didn't even make a "counteroffer" and agreed directly.

"Okay, then let's make it an agreement!"

Hearing Fu Kang'an agree so simply, although Murong Fu didn't like the person in front of him, he was very comfortable with the matter.

"In that case, let's say goodbye. You can send a few people to follow us. After we choose a place to stay, we can send all the bottles and cans here."

Murong Fu waved to the room, and Cheng Lingsu popped out cutely, feeling like a canary seeing the light of day again.

"Come on, I'll take you to the city for some fun."

As he spoke, he naturally took Xiao Lingsu's little hand and led her out of the house.

He was much older than Cheng Lingsu, which gave him the feeling of a down-to-earth big brother, which made Cheng Lingsu become well-behaved, unlike Hu Fei, who gave people the impression of being unreliable as a half-child.

"Commander, did you let them go so easily?"

Zhang Zhaozhong said unconvinced.

"Otherwise? Fight a battle with heavy losses, and then let the other party kidnap people?"

Fukangan glanced at him lightly: "Since the other party has agreed to continue refining the medicine, everything is easy to talk about. It is better to have many friends than many enemies."

"But... the dose of medicine may not be enough in the future!"

Fukang'an put his hands behind his back: "That's enough. The Mongols are on guard and it's no longer easy to poison. Besides, it's a truce now. There has been no major fighting between the two armies for nearly a week. It's enough to slowly accumulate. If it really is

It's urgent and scarce. Please beg that girl, and I think she will agree to it."

His tone is very confident, which often proves that he has good vision.

"The handsome and wise man!"

There were people on the side waiting for the opportunity, and they flattered me first, and then the flattery came in waves.
Chapter completed!