Chapter 111 Tell Me, Are You Human?

Meihonglou is a red building. Although it is daytime, there are many guests.

Many girls, dressed in tattered clothes, entertain guests, giving people a sense of home.

Several young men in brocade clothes, with a dozen black robes, occupy a corner of the hall.

They are Chu Qing and others.

Chu Qing originally only wanted to help two girls.

But Wang Yinyang suddenly said: "I can beat two!"

Chu Qing was silent for a moment and said: "Yinyang, your childhood sweetheart is here!"

Wang Yinyang wiped the long sword and said coldly: "Practice when you should practice, relax when you should relax."

Chu Qing had to give him a chance.

As a result, Nangong and Cui Moyang looked at each other, and the two of them said righteously that they also wanted to help the little girl.

Chu Qing was silent for a while, and also called them girls.

Mingyue also wanted it.

Chu Qing coughed and said: "You accompany her, she accompanies you, you play by yourselves!"

Mingyue suddenly realized and amused herself.

After resolving the internal conflicts, Chu Qing asked the martial arts servants to take the portrait and openly inquire about the news.

The martial arts slaves all practiced more than a hundred bones. If it weren't for resource constraints, they would have practiced blood long ago.

In the prefectural city, they are also considered masters.

But, for the state city, they can only be considered average.

After all, the state city is too big and too prosperous.

The black-robed slaves soon got news about a scarred man.

"Scarred is a fierce bandit from the 36th Grass Head Mountain. He is in the bone practice realm. He doesn't know weapon skills and his strength is average."

"But, his boss is called Sky Tower."

"This man uses a double hammer as a weapon and knows weapon skills."

"It is said that he has practiced 200 iron tendons, 200 iron bones, and practiced blood at least ten times."

"This man is very powerful!"

Only 200 iron tendons and bones, not even copper tendons?

Chu Qing sneered secretly, he opened his mouth, and a girl fed him wine.

"Ask where the 36th Grass Head Mountain is? See if you can contact Sky Tower."

The black-robed slaves nodded.

They ate a simple meal and then dispersed, asking for traces of other people or contact information of Motian King Kong.

Ten minutes

Half an hour

One hour

The black-robed servants came back one after another.

More than half of the people in the portrait had news.

But, there were still a few black-robed servants who had not returned.

Chu Qing was not in a hurry, just waiting silently.

After three rounds of wine:

Cui Moyang's face was flushed.

Nangong was in a daze.

Mingyue drank the wedding wine, rubbed her cheeks, waved her hands, and started to play finger-guessing.

Around them, people were observing them from time to time.

Some people kept coming in and out, whispering.

Chu Qing knew that these people were passing on information.

Not long after, there was a chaotic sound outside.

A group of strong men rushed in. They lined up in two rows at the door and clasped their fists at the same time:

"Welcome Master Motian to come!"

In the lobby, two-thirds of the people stood up, clasped their fists and shouted, welcoming Master Motian.

Only a few people did not move.

Chu Qing and the others did not move.

However, they all looked towards the door with a stir in their hearts.

A huge black shadow came in with a reflection.

Chu Qing found that the girl in his arms was trembling slightly.

He fiddled with her fingers and whispered in the girl's ear: "What? Has this person bullied you?"

The girl who accompanied him to drink turned pale and said quickly: "Master Motian has a bad temper."

Chu Qing was thoughtful.

Trample! Trample!

Heavy footsteps sounded, and a big guy with a beard over two meters tall came in.

He had a golden hammer hanging on his waist, one hand holding a crying woman, and the other hand, like a chicken, holding a black-robed servant.

Chu Qing's eyeballs shrank.

This guy is a bit arrogant.

Wang Yinyang gently pushed the girl away and wiped the long sword.

Cui Moyang and Nangong looked at each other and were secretly on guard.

Only Mingyue was still rubbing her ears and laughing softly.

Motian King Kong looked around and noticed Chu Qing.

However, he chose to ignore it, then raised the black-robed servant and yelled:

"Who is looking for me?"

"Whether you are seeking revenge or looking for me to do something, don't send this kind of trash to me next time."

"Not classy!"

As he spoke, he threw the black-robed servant to the ground.

Bang!

The floor was broken, and the black-robed servant twitched and vomited blood.

The black-robed servants behind Chu Qing clenched their fists and gritted their teeth.

But, they didn't dare to step forward.

After all, the unlucky guy who died was almost as strong as them.

Going up would be to die.

Everyone in the lobby looked at Chu Qing.

Upstairs:

The owner of the Meihong building rubbed his temples with a headache:

"Skyscraper King Kong is going to cause trouble again."

"This bastard, can't he be quiet?"

"Send a message to the housekeeper behind him later and ask them to discipline Skyscraper King Kong."

A servant said carefully: "Yes!"

"But what should we do now, owner of the building?"

The owner of the Meihong building sneered: "Now it's best to hope that group of people will be more broad-minded and not conflict with Skyscraper King Kong."

"Otherwise, Skyscraper King Kong will kill people in a bloody way."

The servant nodded with lingering fear.

At this time:

Wang Yinyang and Cui Moyang all looked at Chu Qing.

Even Mingyue, who was rubbing her ears and blushing, looked at him seriously.

After all, he was the leader.

Chu Qing sighed: "You guys keep drinking, I'll deal with it."

He hated violent people like Skyscraper King Kong.

Chu Qing stood up and walked towards Skyscraper King Kong.

In the lobby, the stringed instruments all stopped for a moment.

Then, they continued playing.

Although many guests were hugging beauties, they all stared at him to see how he would respond.

In the corner, there was even a customer who quietly opened the betting and said:

"I bet that this young man in brocade clothes will apologize!"

A customer shook his head and said: "The young man in brocade clothes is full of vigor and good looks. He must be from a wealthy family."

"Can such a person tolerate others humiliating him?"

Another person retorted: "The rich and powerful, the children of aristocratic family, the children of a fortress, only bring these few people when they go out? Can the servants under his command be so lame?"

"He must apologize!"

Some people who have just arrived in the prosperous place and don't know much about the situation are curious and asked: "Why should he apologize to him?"

"He has killed someone."

A customer sneered and said: "Because Master Motian is strong enough and has a big backer!"

"Let's start. The young man in brocade clothes apologizes to Master Motian. 1:05"

"The young man in brocade clothes scolds Master Motian. The odds are: 1:10"

Everyone was speechless.

How to bet on this odds?

The new boy gritted his teeth and took a handful of silver coins and bet on 1:10.

Everyone chuckled and said that the boy would lose.

The boy clenched his fist and said, "If Motian dares to treat my friend like this, I must make him bleed three feet."

Everyone sneered and disdainful.

In this prosperous place, anyone who dares to provoke Master Motian will be bleed three feet.

However, it is his own blood that is splattered.

At this time, Chu Qing walked up to Motian King Kong and looked at the black-robed servant first.

Well, there is no hope.

All the internal organs are sprayed out.

All the bones are broken.

He clasped his fist and said, "Friend, do you know a scarface?"

Chu Qing talked to himself and described the appearance of the scarface.

In the end, he even took out a portrait.

Everyone was confused.

Your own servant was killed, and you ignored it?

Ask Motian King Kong for information?

Are you kidding?

Motian King Kong was confused.

He looked at the body of the black-robed servant, then at his own hands, pointed at his nose in surprise and said, "I killed your servant, and you still ask me for information?"

Chu Qing smiled and nodded.

Motian King Kong threw away the woman in his arms, stretched out his hand as big as a palm leaf fan, and growled, "Look at my hand, this hand is a killer's hand; I, Motian King Kong, have always only killed people."

"Why do you think I am one of those idiot intelligence dealers?"

Chu Qing thought for a while, nodded and said, "In my eyes, you are no different from an intelligence dealer!"

While speaking, he tiptoed, patted Motian King Kong's forehead, and then patted his shoulder.

"Look, one head, two arms."

"You are the same as a human being."

"As long as you are a human being, you have the obligation to be an intelligence dealer for me and answer my questions!"

"Now, tell me, are you a human being?"