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Volume 1: First Entering the World of Martial Arts Chapter 89: Murderous Intentions Ambush

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    Outside Zuihua Tower, a cold wind suddenly started blowing.  Zhou Chen stood in front of the building and looked around. At this time, the moon was in the sky, and there were many pedestrians on the street. Most of them were men with some money who came here to look for flowers and flowers. The cries of vendors on both sides kept coming.  After looking around, Zhou Chen didn't find the target, and frowned slightly. Suddenly, a figure flashed in the distance, and it seemed to be the man in Zuihua Tower.  Zhou Chen narrowed his eyes, stepped hastily, and chased away.  The man in front always kept a distance from Zhou Chen. He followed him down two streets, and when he reached a dark alley, he had disappeared.  A sneer appeared at the corner of Zhou Chen's mouth, but it was fleeting. He walked slowly into the alley and looked around. The alley was not deep. After walking not far, he had already reached the end. There was a rough wine shop.  You can vaguely hear the shouting and noise coming from inside.  Zhou Chen stopped in front of the wine shop, took a look, smiled, and walked in. A wine lady in her twenties, with a slim figure and a delicate face came to greet her. She smiled before saying anything.  "Sir, what do you want to eat?" Zhou Chen glanced at the room and looked at everyone inside. There was no man from Zuihualou, and there were only three tables of guests in the restaurant.  The first table was occupied by a few high-rollers. They enjoyed large bowls of wine, large pieces of meat, and the sound of playing guessing, drinking, and cursing could not be heard.  At the second table is a middle-aged man wearing a heavy fur coat, with a slightly pale face, about forty years old, but clean shaven. He is well-dressed and wears valuable emerald fingertips.  The brilliance of the emeralds in his hands flashed, making several high-rollers at the first table glance at him from time to time. Beside him were two young and beautiful maids serving him, and behind him stood three big men in sheepskin coats. In front of him were  From time to time, a maid would pour clear wine into a white jade bowl, and the middle-aged man would slowly sip it.  The last table looked like a pair of grandparents, one was an old man in a blue shirt with white hair and a cigarette in his hand, and the other must be his granddaughter, with two big black and shiny braids.  , a pair of watery big eyes, but darker and brighter than her braids. Her eyes kept moving, looking at the wealthy man in the world for a while, and then at the middle-aged man, with curiosity in her eyes.  Zhou Chen found an empty table and sat down, and said to the attentive wine lady next to him: "A jar of good wine, two pounds of cooked beef." The wine lady agreed with a smile, turned around and hurried to the backyard kitchen.  When we walked to the first table of wealthy people, one of them suddenly reached out and touched the wine girl's buttocks, then put it to his nose and pretended to smell it, and laughed loudly: "It smells good, it smells good."  A friend followed and shouted, "My brother likes to eat butt meat the most. Chicken butt, duck butt, and beef butt are all must-orders every time. It seems that he has become a glutton again today. I wonder how much my wife's butt enlargement costs."  It¡¯s a good idea to let my brother have some sex.¡± The wine girl¡¯s face turned red and turned pale the next moment. She stood there blankly, not knowing how to respond. She was obviously caught off guard by the situation in front of her. The door curtain sounded, and a  An ordinary man trotted in from the backyard kitchen. He had no hair on his head. At first glance, people thought he was a monk. However, he was not wearing monk's robes and had no ring scars on his head. Instead, he was wearing  Wearing greasy coarse clothes and holding a kitchen knife in his hand, he was obviously the kitchen chef of this small restaurant. He was protecting the wine girl behind him and was trying to smooth things over with the wealthy businessmen. They seemed to be a couple.  .  Those people were unwilling to let go, pushing and shoving, and constantly moving and kicking. In the end, both parties seemed to be a little angry. One of the gangsters suddenly kicked out and kicked the bald man in the wine shop to the ground.  , and then the rest of the people gathered around and kicked and punched the pretty drunk girl. Another person went to catch the pretty drunk lady and said with a lewd smile: Little lady, don¡¯t run away. What¡¯s the point of following a bald man? If you follow me, I guarantee you.  The popular ones drink the spicy ones  "The wine girl's face was pale, her steps were staggering, she was dodging around, shouting for help. Finally she saw Zhou Chenan sitting at the table and suddenly ran towards him. "This young master, please help me"  " Before the wine lady finished speaking, Zhou Chen sneered at the corner of his mouth, and took a direct strike with lightning, grabbing the wine lady's wrist, using his arm, he suddenly swung it round, and threw it directly towards the wealthy man who was chasing after him. "  While in mid-air, he suddenly chuckled, and the fingers of his hands bloomed, and the sound of chissing through the air was heard continuously. Thirteen hidden weapons were instantly released and shot at Zhou Chen. Zhou Chen shot out with a splitting palm and Lingao Steps at his feet.  , her figure was shaking, and in the blink of an eye, she had already dodged all the hidden weapons, but the air-splitting palm wind came first and was imprinted directly on Jiu Niang's chest. She screamed, and her chest was obviously dented.  , the whole person fell to the ground, already dead. The bald head on the ground, which was originally beaten, suddenly? jumped up from the ground, bursting through the crowd surrounding him with a surge of energy, pointed out, and went straight to Zhou Chen's forehead.  "Boy, die." His face was ferocious, and the white teeth in his mouth showed a deep chill.  Zhou Chen put his two fingers together during the meal, and thrust them out diagonally upwards. His sword energy was vertical and horizontal, and his feet were taken aback. His figure suddenly disappeared in front of the bald head. Laughter came from all directions: "Well done." Poof!  The bald man's face suddenly changed, and a blood hole as big as a cup appeared in his throat, and hot blood gurgled out. His eyes widened, and he obviously didn't expect that he would die so easily and simply.  Plop!  After the corpse fell to the ground, several wealthy merchants stood there in a daze, feeling that everything just now seemed to be in a dream, but the two dead bodies in front of them constantly reminded them that everything was real.  The fight just now lasted only a moment, but they had never seen such a duel between masters. Killing people was like mowing grass. In the blink of an eye, two lives were gone. They fought with each other. They no longer had the courage to stay here, and they ran out in pee.  To the wine shop.  Zhou Chen stood in the center of the wine shop, looked at the middle-aged man in luxurious clothes, and suddenly smiled and said: "Young Master Pan from Jin Yutang has been sitting here for a long time. Don't you have any plans to take action?" The middle-aged man raised his hand  The wine bowl's hand suddenly paused, and finally said with a wry smile: "Even Thousand-Handed Rakshasa and Shi Yaoxian, who wanted money, died in your hands. I have always been self-aware and will not die in vain." This person is exactly what he is called.  The playboy Pan Xiaoan is the son of a prodigal. He is the young boss of Jin Yutang. He is famous for his extravagant style. He has to pay attention to everything in terms of clothing, food, housing and transportation.
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