This shopping trip to ancient brothels was a first fuss for Ma Jun.?                                                     �

Amid the sarcasm of Xiaohua's aura, he followed the girl who had been waiting for him for a long time and walked into Lichunyuan.

I saw a banquet that was coming, with several tables filled with delicious food and delicious food. In front of me was a stage, and several girls were performing singing songs. A group of big men sat around the table, with a girl next to each of them smiling sweetly.

Ma Jun was led by the girl to find a table to sit down. He took out a piece of silver he had exchanged and handed it over. He laughed, reached out to eat a tofu, and shouted: "Go, find one of the most beautiful girls here for the uncle!"

"Oh, do you don't like me?" The girl was so generous when she saw Ma Jun, she couldn't help but feel moved and acted coquettishly.

"Stop talking nonsense. You have to do this, you have to have breasts butts butts. If you are in front of me, I can't even eat!" Ma Jun shouted loudly with an angry look on his face. It turned out to be like an old man.

So, the girl didn't dare to speak anymore and found another girl as Ma Jun told her.

Sitting on the chair, listening to the little song on the stage, while teasing the girl beside him, Ma Jun perfectly interpreted the role of a guest with a ghost expression.

Xiaohua knew everything, and she was yelling at Ma Jun angrily, "Strange hooligan, we are here to steal the show. You will find a brothel as soon as you come! It's really beyond help!"

Ma Jun was drinking the girl's wine, and ignored Xiaohua.

After a while, five or six people shouted loudly from all over the north and south of Lichun Courtyard: "Friends in business in various yards, girls, friends who come to spend money to play, listen to it: We are looking for someone, and it has nothing to do with others, and no one is allowed to scream or move. If you don't listen to the instructions, don't blame us for being rude!"

"What's up?"

"Who is it?"

"Is it the government investigating the case?"

There were many people talking in the yard. Ma Jun was excited and drank a glass of wine, thinking that he had to wait for these guys.

The sound of knocking on the door sounded, and a group of ghost slaves looked at each other, not knowing whether they should open the door. The next moment, the door broke open and seventeen or eighteen big men rushed in.

These big men finished their short suits, covered with white cloth, green belts, and held bright steel knives or iron rods in their hands. They were salt owls selling private salt. Yangzhou area is a distribution place for Jiangbei Huai salt. Generally, desperate people are in groups, evading taxes and selling salt to obtain huge profits.

The salt owl is extremely fierce. When he encounters a large brigade of officers and soldiers, he scatters and meets a small brigade. If he disagrees with the brigade, he draws out his weapons and confronts him. If he wants to really ban private salt, it is easy to say but not to do, so the government often pretends to be unaware of it, which is considered a default. As for whether there are officials and private salt dealers, it is not something outsiders can know.

These salt owls can be regarded as self-reliant and self-reliant. They only sell salt fairly and do not do anything randomly. Today's actions surprised the group of people in Lichunyuan.

I saw an old man in his fifties in the salt owl and said, "Dear friends, don't blame me for disturbing me, I'm here to accompany you." As he said that, he clasped his fists from left to right, and then bowed from right to left, and then said aloud: "A friend of the Tiandihui surname Jia, brother Jia Laoliu, is he here?"

A long-winded push, the specific meaning is that Jia Laoliu of this Tiandihui is talking nonsense and looks down on others. If we come to the door and ask for an explanation, we will be looked down upon by our colleagues if we lose face.

Jia Laoliu didn't find it, and Mao Shiba, who was not very flexible, appeared! This guy, who was a big limb, worshiped the heaven and earth, heard someone asking for trouble for idols, immediately hid in the house upstairs and shouted and scolded.

Not to mention, Mao Shiba is very good at cursing people. He was so angry that these salt owls ran upstairs with their teeth and claws, rushed into the house, and were beaten out soon.

When the leader of the Yan Xiao saw that he could not beat the other party, he seemed to have to admit defeat first, report his own gang and Mao Shiba.

If ordinary people want to have conflicts with a big gang, they will soon be fine. But Mao Shiba is not an ordinary person. When people ask him his name, he cursed, "What is your grandfather's name? What is your natural surname? What is your good boy? Even your grandfather's name has forgotten."

The salt owl had not responded yet, and a girl in her thirties suddenly smiled.

"Okay, we can't beat that fierce man, so we have to have a good chat. You, a despicable woman, jump out and laugh at us, but there is a person who understands the anger."

A private salt dealer slapped the prostitute twice, making the prostitute cry and sniffle, "******* smells so funny?"

Ma Jun kept putting his arm on the shoulder of the girl beside him, watching the show very seriously. When he saw this scene, he was immediately excited!

Suddenly, a twelve or thirteen-year-old boy came out next to the lobby and scolded loudly: "You dare to hit my mother! You are dead turtle, rotten turtle, you will hit the sky when you go out, and boils will immediately grow on the back of your hands and palms, rotting your hands, rotting your tongue, swallowing the pus and blood, rotting your stomach and intestines."

Yan Xiao also wanted to punish the murderer and attack the child, but Ma Jun slapped the table suddenly, stood up suddenly, and shouted: "Who dares to touch my son!"

For a moment, everyone looked at it.

Yan Xiao saw that he was complicated by his composure, and Ma Jun was tall and big. Although he was wearing a scholar's uniform, his strong body was not easy to mess with. The leader immediately came to ask, "Your Excellency's name?"

Ma Jun ignored him and walked to the beaten woman in three or two steps, pressed the child's shoulder with one hand, and said to the woman with excitement, "Are you a Chunhua? You have suffered over the years!"

Wei Chunhua was confused. She didn't remember that there was such a handsome guy among the guests. Xiaobao's appearance was not like the other party, and she said timidly: "This uncle, are you a former guest of my family?"

"Don't you know me in Chunhua?" Ma Jun said excitedly, "I still remember twelve years ago, when I was twelve years old, I had just traveled all over the world. When I arrived in Lichunyuan, Yangzhou, I saw you for the first time and was fascinated by your beauty. After a night of spring breeze, I had to leave because I wanted to mourn my master and mourn my filial piety. I met again, but I didn't expect you to have a son for me! I learned from my friend that Xingye came on his way. I didn't expect that you no longer knew me!"

"You said you are my father?" Wei Xiaobao, who was eccentric on the side, said in confusion, wandering around Ma Jun for a while, shook his head, "But I don't think you look like me at all. My mother said, my devil dad may be a reborn person."

"Boy, you dare to say that to you!" Ma Jun laughed and slapped Wei Xiaobao on the butt, turned his head and said, "Chunhua, let's talk about this later. Someone dared to hit you just now. I didn't recognize you for a while. Now I can't spare the other party easily!"

Ma Jun turned around, walked to Yan Xiao who had just beaten someone in three or two steps, grabbed the other party's collar and lifted it up, and shouted angrily, "You actually dare to beat my son. Grandpa today, because you are the Qing Gang, so he broke your hand first!"
Chapter completed!