Author: Night Rain Lights

Seeing someone die on the spot, all the way up and down the Jinlou, whether it is the aunt or the accountant, as well as the teapot, the prostitute, the gambler, the music, and the conversation, all rushed out in a swarm. The footsteps were so loud that they almost stomped the building down, and they lay on the wooden railing, widening their eyes to look carefully.

This is something big.

The day when the Dajin Tower was established, the first rule in the building was to compete with each other, but it was impossible to kill or show great blood.

Looking at the coffin being carried out, everyone finally re-examined the person standing alone on the stairs.

Chen Zhuo looked down at everyone, "Who else wants to come up and work with you?"

Someone asked with courage: "Since you want to set rules, you have to tell them out and let everyone listen."

Chen Zhuo glanced at everyone in the upper and lower places and was stunned, "Didn't I say it? It seems that I didn't say it."

"Well, let me tell you clearly." He closed his sleeves, walked down, and said carelessly: "I am a man, merciful and ruthless, and I can't stand the sufferings of the world. In the future, the money for the girls' tea and water will be reduced to 10% every month. If you earn more, you will get more, and if you really can't get it out, you will do some miscellaneous work. The world is turbulent, and it's not easy to have a stable place. We can help each other and support each other, and get through it."

As soon as these words came out, the girls who had originally thought that the Golden Tower was about to make a comeback suddenly all their eyes lit up.

That's right? In the past, those masters fought over and over again, but they were still suffering. They had changed their ways to draw blood and marrow, and they wanted to squeeze out the oil and water on their bodies, and they refused to let go of the bones.

I thought Chen Zhuo was fierce in his methods and was trying to compete for some good things. He was the same as those people, but he actually sang this.

Hearing these words, many girls who were displaced and wronged all secretly wiped their tears and sobbed.

Nowadays, whenever they have a way to survive, who would beg for life in the flower building?

But after entering this building, I was destined to be a dwarf. I had to endure grievances and suffer hardships. I finally earned some money, but in the end, I wanted to get a share.

Now that I heard that someone was willing to think about them, I was very touched, and even the eyes of Chen Zhuo were different.

I just felt that the murderous aura was no longer scary. The more I looked at it, the more I felt like I was happy. The more I looked at it, the more I felt, as if there was no such man in the world who was touching.

Chen Zhuo did not pay attention to the changes in the eyes of the girls, and then said slowly: "In the future, not only does the money for tea will be less, but people will also have to protect them. When they encounter those despicable despicable embryos, they like to slander people, and they will beat them out directly. People live for a breath, don't put their figure too low. No one is better than anyone else. They have to live happily and not be wronged."

Someone on the second floor said sarcastically: "Ha, you are so awesome. The first thing you do is to help these women stand out. It's so interesting. When can the girls in the building pick people? A bunch of bad bones, are they worthy?"

Chen Zhuo's expression did not change much, and he paused, "Not only the girls in the building cannot be wronged, but the people in our building cannot be wronged in the future, but they cannot bully others. The rules are my rules. No matter who you are outside the building, when you enter this door, the king of heaven will come, and you have to abide by my rules."

"This man's surname is Chen?"

Someone downstairs suddenly bowed and asked loudly.

The person who asked about it was Uncle Deng.

Chen Zhuo's eyes moved, "My surname is Chen, what advice do you have?"

Uncle Deng asked, "Mr. Chen's words are reasonable, but I still have something to ask."

Chen Zhuo said: "Say!"

Uncle Deng's eyes narrowed and he said seriously: "What if someone in the hall sells big cigarettes?"

Chen Zhuoduo looked at the other party and said in a deep voice: "Good question!"

He looked at everyone downstairs, "This is the second rule, the last, and the most important one of me, I, Chen, and I listened to it... That is, I can't stand the big smoke in the building in the back. Whoever smokes the big smoke, get out by himself, whoever sells the big smoke, I will peel him off. Whoever dares to sell the big smoke to the people in the building and kill them all."

The light words seemed to have a weight of magnitude, and everyone held their breath.

Uncle Deng said solemnly: "Mr. Chen, I am the first to convince you!"

"Mr. Chen, I'm convinced you too."

"Mr. Chen, you are so proud!"

"Mr. Chen, we girls are convinced of you!"

"Mr. Chen, in the future, all accountants will follow you."

"We aunts and sisters are all following you, Mr. Chen!"

...

When I heard that smoking was to be banned, some people were happy, while others couldn't sit still, as if they were instantly stabbed into the vital and fatal hole.

The originally crowded people instantly drew out two camps.

Mr. Rui reminded: "The first floor is a local gang conversation, and the second floor is Renbo, who is the leader of the 13th team."

These thirteen lines refer to the "thirteen lines in Guangzhou", which specializes in foreign trade. It is the only surviving maritime Silk Road under the country. At its peak, it was once called the "Son of Emperor Nanku" and monopolized foreign trade. It is famous and can be said to be a master of hands and eyes.

"Young boy, just show off your power. Face is not that easy to earn. You are also a personal figure. You might as well sit down and have a cup of tea and have a good chat."

Ren Bo is old and has a very calm state. After smoking big smoke, most of his energy and spirit dissipated with a few words. He is yawning and listless.

Chen Zhuo looked calm and pointed at the open door of the Jinlou, "Get out, or lie down?"

Ren Bo blinked his sleepy eyes until the person next to him handed the cigarette gun that he seemed to be energetic. He pillowed on the legs of a maid, curled up his body, his cheeks were sunken, and he sucked his strength and took a deep breath of the cigarette.

The original half-dead look immediately, and it immediately became alive and vibrant.

Chen Zhuo shook his head as if he were to live like you, he would have been hanged by a crooked tree."

Ren Bo smiled sinisterly, his voice became much louder, "I don't know the sky is high and the earth is thick!"

After the old man finished speaking, he immediately saw five people walking out of the crowd behind him.

The three on the left are the three Hongquan masters last night, gray shirts, black shirts, and white shirts. The two on the right have curved legs and waists, bright eyes and heavy hands, and every move is like a monkey, clearly leaving the same school as the previous master.

Sure enough, the two on the right hand took the lead in action.

"What a monkey-shaped fist!"

One man turned over and jumped down the first floor while drinking, and reached out and hooked a pot of wine to swallow it. The other man looked crazy, his mouth kept creaking and screaming, his arms were thick and his flesh was blue and black, which should be a hard monkey fist.

"Drunk Monkey? Interesting."

Chen Zhuo's eyes lit up, as if he was a little interested, but his next actions were shocked.

"Just make it easier, you five of you go together... By the way, I used the knife, very quickly."

His eyes seemed to have drawn a big circle in the air and brought the three Hongquan masters in.

The three of them looked at each other, their breath sank, and they had already rushed downstairs and signed a life and death clause.

Mr. Rui and others who were watching on the third floor wanted to persuade him, but Chen Zhuo looked away.

Since you want to establish your authority, it is naturally a power of thunder. Otherwise, the gentle breeze and drizzle will inevitably lead to people's conviction and the scene will inevitably be done.

The life and death situation has been established.

Looking at the people downstairs nodded, the five people rushed up the steps.

Chen Zhuo's eyes fell, step by step, and his shoulders shook. Before everyone could see clearly, there was a weird and terrifying Rakshasa face on his face, with cold and grim eyes, making people feel trembling.

After only seven steps, the man who was drinking and playing boxing jumped and rushed over, his body was full of alcohol, his body was full of blood and his strength increased greatly. His face was as red as fire, as if he was painted with vermilion paint, his mouth was grinning, showing his evil appearance.

As soon as he met, the man suddenly opened his mouth and sprayed a sip of wine at Chen Zhuo.

Taking advantage of the fog covering his eyes, the man pulled his hands and fingers into a move by throwing his back of his hands. He jumped into the air and attacked Chen Zhuo's face.

"Smack sex..."

The sound of cracking silk shook the sky was like a string of firecrackers.

Chen Zhuo narrowed his eyes, neither frightened nor panicked, and made a move to defend himself with both hands. But the moment he set up, a cold light suddenly shook through everyone's eyes and flashed and disappeared.

The cold light was covered, and Chen Zhuo's eyes became fierce and he turned around and flew downwards, landing like a snake, intersecting with another monkey fist for a while, the fist wind blew, and the previous cold light reappeared, like an arc of the moon in the sky.

Everyone finally saw it clearly.

A scimitar actually sucked and stretched in Chen Zhuo's sleeves, making him so stunning that he was as clever as a living thing. He just turned around to the man's neck and disappeared.

Without waiting for everyone to react, Chen Zhuo had already rushed towards the other three Hongquan masters. With his arms spread, the two spatulas were suddenly spit out, and they were like a terrifying rainbow to lightning, which made people dazzled.

"Ding Ding Ding Ding..."

The metal and iron fight, and the sword rings attacked each other. Chen Zhuo fought against three. He stepped on the dragon step under his feet, swallowing his breath in his mouth, and exerting strength. His breath was as long as water. He heard a dragon roar and a rumbling sound on the hilt of the knife was heard.

But the sound dissipated in an instant.

Both sides separated in an instant.

Chen Zhuo had already walked down the stairs, put his sleeves in his hands, and put away his knife.

Behind him, the five people were stiff, as if they were still in place, but as they were trembling, a blood mark suddenly appeared on their necks, and blood squirted like mist. Five big heads had already rolled down, and their headless body fell to the ground.

"Bang!"

The whole hall was silent, and I suddenly heard a teacup falling and shaking.

Chen Zhuo still said the same thing.

"Carry it out!"

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