As Xia Sheng said to Xiao Si before, he has always been a very patient person, and at the same time, he is also a person who rarely gets impulsive.

Being calm in the face of things and not being surprised when things change is what Emperor Taizu of the Dajin Dynasty commented on him.

But he doesn't like someone to threaten himself with the lives of his relatives and lovers.

This was the case five hundred years ago.

It's still the same now.

This is the biggest reverse scale in his life.

No matter who your opponent is, you will die if you touch it!

On the way from Wanfu Tower to Changliu Lane, Xia Sheng had already figured out the whole thing.

Obviously, my father was definitely not because he went out to find him until late, but because he was afraid something happened. At the same time, Qin Yan was forced to sleep with the requiem grass. It was definitely not an accident, but someone deliberately did it!

These two things seem to be unrelated, but Xia Sheng knows that this is actually the same thing.

If Qin Yan had not been plotted against, who would dare to be detrimental to Xia Sheng's father under her nose?

Xia Sheng walked slowly in Changliu Alley and did not rush into the Xiao family to ask for someone. Instead, he found a noodle restaurant, sat down, and ate a bowl of mixed noodles.

He was very careful and serious in eating noodles. He could not tell that he had been hungry for several days or nights. Similarly, his face was quiet and without any impatience or anger, which made it difficult to understand why he still had time to do such a thing at this time.

After a while, Xia Sheng finished eating the noodles, then touched his 70-minute full stomach and paid with satisfaction. During the whole process, his actions seemed very natural.

However, after he walked out of the noodle shop, he did not return to Wanfu Building, but went to a place he had never been to.

It was the most lively place in the nightfall of Baima Town.

Drunk Garden.

This is the first time Xia Sheng has walked into Zuihuayuan, but it does not mean that he has never visited the Hualou in his previous lives, so he can't see any cramps or shyness on his face, but he is like a regular customer, full of ambiguous smile.

When Xia Sheng walked into Zuihuayuan, he did not attract much attention, except for the girl next to him.

There was still a faint smell of blood on his body, but the blood stains at the corner of his clothes had condensed into dark spots. If you didn't look carefully, you wouldn't be able to see any clues.

Perhaps the only thing a little embarrassed is that Xia Sheng had no money on him at this time.

Fortunately, he didn't really come to visit the flower building today, so after a while, the girl next to him had fainted in a side room, while Xia Sheng was like a ghost, gently touching into the backyard of Zuihuayuan.

It took about half a stick of incense. When Xia Sheng reappeared in the hall of Zuihuayuan, he had already changed into a choreographed dress. He lowered his head and stepped on his feet in a slow pace. He picked a large teapot that looked versatile and put it behind the other party.

Next, Xia Sheng just gently flicked the back of the Atsushi with his fingers, which made the body soft and fell backwards.

"Ouch."

In such a noisy environment, this whisper was drowned in the crowded voices. Xia Sheng helped him up and took him to the corner to sit down.

The other party was also stunned when he saw Xia Sheng, and immediately grinned and asked, "Are you..."

Xia Sheng smiled and said, "I am Aunt Lin's nephew. I just came tonight. Are you okay?"

The man covered his head and thought for a long time, but he didn't remember who Aunt Lin was. Before he could ask, Xia Sheng continued, "You sit here for a while, I have to send the two girls ordered by Mr. Xiao first. If it's too late, I'm going to be punished."

"Okay, go and do it, I'm not in the way..."

The other party was so happy that he waved his hand and signaled that he had just fallen accidentally.

Xia Sheng nodded, stood up, and suddenly said, "By the way, I heard that Mr. Xiao was clamoring to change the room before. If I knocked on the wrong door, it would be bad."

The big teapot had a severe headache at this moment, and he responded without hesitation: "Change rooms? No, it should be in Ningxiang Pavilion."

Xia Sheng smiled and nodded, then disappeared into the crowd. When he appeared again, he had already arrived outside the door of Ningxiang Pavilion on the third floor.

“Tu tu tu tu…”

The door was gently buckled. Xiao Yong, who was originally enjoying the joy of fish and water, suddenly lifted the quilt and shouted angrily: "Who!"

No one answered.

“Tu tu tu tu…”

Xiao Yong picked up his clothes from the bedside, walked to the door with annoyed look on his face, and opened the door fiercely.

"Who is so fucking..."

The next moment, Xiao Yong's pupils suddenly tightened, and the anger in his heart completely disappeared, and replaced by a kind of unforgettable fear.

“Summer…Summer…”

Xia Sheng smiled indifferently and said, "I hope Mr. Xiao will not try to do anything stupid, otherwise, it would be as simple as breaking more than a few ribs this time."

Xiao Yong's tongue was still knotting, and he said stammeringly: "You, what do you want, you, me..."

Xia Sheng stretched out his hand, patted his shoulder gently, and smiled, "It's nothing big, I just happened to meet him here, and I want to talk about the past with Mr. Xiao."

As he said that, Xia Sheng took two steps forward, while Xiao Yong involuntarily retreated, his body staggered, and even sprinkled the wine on the table all over the floor.

Xia Sheng shook his head, closed the door with his backhand, raised his eyes and glanced at the girl with a delicate face on the bed, and comforted her softly: "Mr. Xiao and I are old friends, so I will leave after chatting for a few words."

After saying that, Xia Sheng walked slowly to Xiao Yong, sat down on the other party's shoulder, picked up the wine glass and wine pot on the ground, and poured a glass of wine for the other party.

"I'm here today, mainly to ask Mr. Xiao for a question. Do you know where my father has gone?"

Xiao Yong obviously hadn't come back to his senses from the boundless fear, but just shook his head like a conditioned reflex and said in a trembling voice: "I don't, I don't know what you said."

"Well..." Xia Sheng nodded and said, "Will Lord Ling Zun know?"

This time, before Xiao Yong even had time to answer, he saw a black shadow suddenly attacking his face.

Xia Sheng raised the wine glass in his hand and slapped it on the bridge of his nose without warning.

Suddenly, Xiao Yong staggered, his body tilted and fell to the ground, blood flowed from the bridge of his nose. The girl Ningxiang from the Drunken Flower Garden on the bed was immediately startled after hearing the sound. When she poked her head out again, she saw the scene of Xiao Yong falling to the ground.

At the first moment, she thought that something was happening and was about to jump out of bed to help Xiao Yong up, but the next scene completely stunned her.

Xiao Yong was a warrior. After being attacked suddenly, his first reaction was to swell up the red martial arts in his body. However, at the same time, Xia Sheng had already rushed out in one step, riding on Xiao Yong's body, then swung his fist and slapped Xiao Yong's face fiercely.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

...

Xiao Yong was completely stunned and had no power to fight back. Xia Sheng was like a madman, punching him in the face one by one, as if this was not a person, but just a lifeless sandbag!

Until Xia Sheng's fists were already covered in blood, he had no intention of stopping!

At this time, Ningxiang came to her senses and quickly stepped forward to pull the crazy Xia Sheng away, but she was just an ordinary person after all, and Xia Sheng was a dignified warrior, so how could she be able to pull it away?

At the same time, Xia Sheng had already used his fists to disperse the red air wall on Xiao Yong's body. Each of his fists next allowed Xiao Yong to experience the most unforgettable pain.

In less than ten breaths, Xiao Yong was beaten to pieces and was dying. His whole face had long disappeared, and he turned into a bloody ball of rotten flesh, and then he fainted soon.

The next moment, Xia Sheng slowly stood up, carried Xiao Yong's right leg, dragged him step by step, and walked out the door.

Ningxiang fell to the ground with soft feet, looking at the shocking blood mark, and after a while, she finally let out a scream of fear from her mouth...
Chapter completed!