Chapter 215 It’s Decided to Be You!

Slowing down and walking up the stairs, as soon as I reached the second floor, I saw people walking down with a look of excitement.

Zhao was a little surprised and couldn't help but speed up his pace. Before he took the last step on the third floor, he heard some "hmm, ah" sounds, high or low.

"It seems it's not over yet..."

He raised the corners of his mouth and subconsciously slowed down his pace and walked slowly towards the room. The people he met along the way were curious, surprised, or laughing obscenely.

But he was still unhurried and walked to the door with his hands behind his back. At this time, some people in other rooms had already poked their heads out.

"Playing so big?"

"Who said it wasn't? Listen to this sound. This money is spent on this grandson..."

"Which sect is it? It's unbecoming!"

"Let alone women, even females can't be seen all year round, so how can I care about decorum?"

"Hahaha..."

To be honest, Zhao was a little embarrassed when he stood in front of the door and faced the eyes of others. But then he thought, it's not me in there, why should I be afraid of chicken feathers?

So he pretended not to see anything and knocked on the door.

"Who is it?"

Li Yizhen's voice clearly showed that he was a little happy, or more precisely, the kind of excitement that does not concern him when watching a good show.

"Me." Zhao did not dare to say his name. In this situation, he did not even dare to say that his surname was Zhao.

There was the sound of footsteps from inside, and soon the door was opened. As expected, Li Yizhen's round face was full of calmness of watching a good show, "Brother, come in quickly, the show is not over yet."

After entering and closing the door, he saw Situ Xin who was hung up and stripped down to his shorts, and Zhuque and Jiang Qianhu who were sitting with their legs crossed.

"What are you doing? Why are you hung up?" Zhao was a little confused. Just beat him up and it would be over. Aren't you afraid of killing someone if you play like this?

Jiang Qianhu quickly leaned over to Zhao's ear and whispered what happened after he left.

It turned out that this kid was fine with drinking, but later when he saw Zhuque didn't react, he started to make moves. It's fine if he just touches her, but the damn guy even picks on the place where there's no clothes.

How could Zhuque endure that? If it weren't for Captain Jiang's quick reaction, the person Zhao saw when he came in would probably not be a human being, but a meat paste.

"No wonder..." Zhao had to shake his head after looking up at Situ Xin, who was crying and snotting.

It's a bitch, but how can you get started right away? You have to test it first, step by step. Just like looking at the legs, you have to make sure that the person is not staring at you before you look down!

"Keep hitting me, why did you stop when I didn't see anything?" After sitting down, Zhao waved his hand to let them continue with the intention of watching a good show.

But Zhuque, who was sitting with his legs crossed, was unmoved while drinking tea, "I'm tired, you come?"

"No, it's still Old Jiang, you come."

When the ball was passed to him, he had to stand up with a bitter face and took the whip. And Zhao's true energy shot out and untied the mute point.

Unexpectedly, Situ Xin shouted as soon as he could speak, "I am from the Golden Sword Sect. Aren't you afraid of the Golden Sword Sect? Our sect master is a first-rank!"

"First-rank! Or a first-rank who is about to enter the junior master! If you know what's good for you, let me go and let that girl go with me, otherwise..."

First-rank? Haha. Except for Zhuque, the other three laughed happily. In Zhaoyu, there are not only first-rank, but also grandmasters of all sizes.

Before entering, who was not more arrogant than him, and who was not a quail after entering?

Even so, he threatened? Jiang Qianhu whipped the whip like the wind without saying a word, and soon the shouting sounded again.

This time, let alone Zhuque, even Zhao Jue drank tea leisurely. Until the tea in the cup was almost finished, he stopped it, "Okay, Jiang, let him down!"

"Okay." Jiang Qianhu stopped, jumped up, untied the rope, and let him fall to the ground.

At this time, Situ Xin no longer had that arrogance, and he could clearly see fear in his eyes when he looked at the few people. He didn't understand why the people he had always been proud of were useless. Were these people just rookies who had just started their careers?

As if he could see through his thoughts, Zhao shook his head and said, "What? Are you not convinced? Or do you want revenge?"

In order to survive, how could Situ Xin dare to say anything? He had to humbly say, "No... no, gentlemen, I just feel pain."

"It's good to know that it hurts! The first lesson in the martial arts world is to stand at attention when being beaten and to correct mistakes when you know them! If you don't accept it, call the leader of the Golden Sword Sect. I promise to hang him up and beat him like you do!" Zhao's voice was light, but there was a sense of confidence in his tone. He was just a small first-class man. If he really dared to cause trouble, he would be hung up on the street and beaten!

Situ Xin was shocked. He was not a disciple of the Golden Sword Sect, nor was he a relative of the sect leader. He was just a man who paid for the title. How could he call the leader of the Golden Sword Sect?

To be honest, he didn't even know what the leader of the Golden Sword Sect looked like. Saying that he is from the Golden Sword Sect is nothing more than to raise his status.

"I know... I know, thank you for your teaching."

Seeing his cowardly appearance, is he also imitating Ximen Qing? Zhao Jue immediately lost interest and kicked his clothes in front of him, "Put on your clothes and get out! I thought you were a master, damn!"

As if he had been pardoned, Situ Xin hurriedly put on his clothes, staggered to his feet and walked to the door. Just as he was about to open the door and go out, Zhao Jue hugged his shoulders.

He patted his chest and took out the purse in his arms. He leaned close to his ear and lowered his voice and said ruthlessly, "Don't say that we beat you up tonight. If someone asks, just say that you are a martial artist with a very high level of cultivation. Do you understand?"

He nodded like crazy, and before he could answer, he heard Zhao continue to threaten, "The three of us, including the woman you flirted with, are all Jinyiwei, and the one who opened the door for me is the Marquis. You know what we are here for."

"If you dare to gossip and reveal our identities, I will kill your whole family."

After that, he patted his back, helped him to breathe, opened the door and pushed him out, "Hahaha, come and play next time!"

The door closed, and the onlookers were about to ask a few questions, but Situ Xin ran away unexpectedly. Next time, how could there be a next time? It's okay that there are four Yama Kings in the room, but each of them has a fucking identity.

Damn fishing enforcement, if they had said it was Jinyiwei earlier, he wouldn't have gone in even if his own father called him!

And that woman, a murderer, pretended to be charming and seductive. When Situ Xin thought of this, let alone his hands, he wanted to castrate himself immediately.

In front of the brothel, the housekeeper saw Situ Xin running out in a panic, and hurried forward to support him.

Asked "Master, what happened?"

Just after being beaten, the blood was not dry yet. Situ Xin almost jumped up in pain when the housekeeper grabbed him like this.

"Let go, let go!" He said while slapping the housekeeper's hand, grinning and saying "Get in the car, I want to go home! I will never come to this brothel again!"

"Ah no, I won't go to any brothel! Let my father prepare pen, ink, paper and inkstone for me, the Four Books and Five Classics!"

"I want to study, I want to take the imperial examination, and I want to be an official!"