Chapter 127: Meeting noble people even when fighting

Jiang Lang had a lot of movements himself, but in the eyes of Wang Lin and others, this was only a brief moment. At this moment, the three guards were broken by one of their hands, one was beaten to lie on the ground and unable to move, and the other fainted directly and was kicked out of the room.

Wang Lin opened his eyes wide at this time and looked at everything in front of him with some disbelief. You must know that these three guards are not weak, but they were solved by just one meeting. This made Wang Lin feel very angry while his face was lost and he glared at Jiang Lang.

However, Jiang Lang directly ignored this anger and walked out of the door, looked at Wang Lin coldly, and then said, "You brought three people?"

"So what? So what if not?"

Wang Lin tried hard to stretch his neck, hoping that Jiang Lang would stand at the same height to talk. Jiang Lang's height made him feel very stressed.

"That's really boring."

Jiang Lang pinched his fist and said coldly: "It's all soft-legged shrimps, which are not useful. It's okay to scare ordinary people, but it's a little bit tender. If you have any subordinates, you might as well call them out and let me move my hands and feet again. If there is no more, then I'm going to beat you. After all, you just asked someone to beat me to death. I'm not a person waiting to be beaten up..."

"Little thief, how dare you be rude to the young master?"

There was a huge howling sound from behind, as well as the roar of the guard just now, and Zi Ling's scream.

"Click!"

A stool broke into pieces on Jiang Lang's head, and the broken wood splashed everywhere.

The movement on the third floor had already alarmed the people upstairs and downstairs, whether it was a client or a girl, all looked here. They didn't see the scene just now, and only saw Jiang Lang approaching Wang Lin, and then a person behind him threw a stool at Jiang Lang's head.

Wang Lin is a regular visitor here, and many people know him. He is usually domineering and arrogant and does not take anything seriously. Many of the people below have long been disliked. However, because his backstage is Wang Zhen, these people can only hold this anger in their hearts. Now when they see someone challenging him, they naturally become interested. When they see the stool hit Jianglang, many people sweated coldly.

Among these spectators, two of them were the most noticeable. The first was Wang Zhongshu and his guard. Now he was leaning on the railing, holding a glass of good daughter Hong in his left hand, and holding a wine pot in his right hand, squinting his eyes at the situation in Ziyu's room. When his subordinate told him that Wang Lin had found Jiang Lang, he knew that the battle between the two was inevitable. He was somewhat interested in Jiang Lang, so he came out to stand in the corridor to watch. For Jiang Lang, his

His understanding is very limited, and he appears mysteriously by Jiang Chengzhi. His good and very ruthless moves and careful scheming make him so noticeable even if he is just a hundred households. Not only does he destroy his kidnapping plan, but the same number of people completely wiped out Guan Bo, and his losses were pitifully small. This made Wang Zhongshu feel both love and hate for Jiang Lang. The hatred is because he always goes against himself. Love is a rare opponent and he appreciates each other.

However, seeing Jiang Lang dealt with three guards very simply, Wang Zhongshu was shocked. This speed, strength, and keen observation skills would not be possible without strict training, so he became more interested. When he saw Jiang Lang trying to beat Wang Lin, Wang Zhongshu was somewhat expectant. The fat man always asked for trouble for himself all day, and someone vented his anger on his behalf, and Wang Zhongshu was also very happy to appreciate it.

There are also people who are the current emperor Yingzong and Wang Zhen. When Yingzong heard some ministers discussing privately in the palace, he became interested and asked Wang Zhen. Wang Zhen had to curry favor with the emperor to take power. When Yingzong asked, he immediately exaggerated it, which made Yingzong feel itchy. So Wang Zhen came up with an idea to bring Yingzong in a contemporary manner. Before he could come for a long time, he heard a noise outside.

Yingzong is also a lively person. And the first time I came here, the feeling here was completely different from the palace. The girls here are not only beautiful, gentle and charming, but also have no rules. They are also very bold. No one cares about the ones who kiss them when they are small. Compared to the kind of sleeping in the palace, there are a lot of rules to come here.

Hearing the noise outside, Yingzong quickly ran out in disheveled clothes, and his left and right hands did not let go of the two beautiful girls, and Wang Zhen immediately followed behind. As soon as he came out, he saw the scene of the guard smashing Jiang Lang's head with a stool.

Jiang Lang didn't know that so many people paid attention to him. He had almost no feeling for him when he hit the stool on his head. You should know that when he was training, he had hit the stool on his head, such as a few tiles on his head and then a sledgehammer was smashed open. This kind of training is common. Over time, he has become a real steel bar and iron bone. The impact of the stool at this level is not mentioned at all.

Ignoring Wang Lin, who was happy to see him being smashed in front of him, Jiang Lang stretched out his hand, and slashed the wood chips on the head indifferently, then turned around, looked at the dazed guard coldly, and said, "It's over? Then I'm not polite."

After saying that, he stretched out his right hand and quickly grabbed the guard's head. Then his head hit him hard. With a thud, a bloody flower flew up at the place where the two of them hit. When Jiang Lang let go of his hand, the guard's eyes turned pale and collapsed to the ground, and blood began to flow out from his forehead. Jiang Lang didn't care and wiped his sleeves, and the blood on his forehead was wiped clean, and the collision was not damaged at all.

Jiang Lang's collision was shocked by everyone. Such a barbaric move made Wang Zhongshu almost unable to hold the wine glass in his hand. The people below couldn't help but feel cold in their hearts. From the reflection of the guard, it could be seen that this building was no less than hitting directly on the wall. As for Yingzong, his interest increased greatly. He could not see this kind of battle in the palace. Wang Zhen saw clearly who the fat man opposite Jiang Lang was so dark that he was as if he had just come out of a coal mine. He scolded Wang Lin in his heart for not provoking the little evil star. There was the third prince supporting him behind the man, and even if he wanted to touch him, he had to think about it.

Zi Ling was relieved at this time. Jiang Lang was hit just now and she was worried that she would be so worried. She was relieved after seeing that Jiang Lang had nothing to do. However, before the breath was relieved, Jiang Lang did that kind of thing again, which almost made her heart come to her throat. When Jiang Lang wiped the blood and had no scars on his forehead, she felt relieved and cursed inwardly: "You are dead, always worrying."

However, this scolding brings a lot of sweetness.

Jiang Lang turned around, looked at Wang Lin, and said, "Okay, it's your turn now."

When did Wang Lin see such a person who can't be beaten to death, he was so scared that his feet were weak and said in a trembling voice: "I am Wang Lin, my uncle is Wang Zhen, how dare you touch me?"

"I know you are Wang Lin! I also know that your uncle is Wang Zhen, but I'm sorry, I'm in a bad mood today and I really want to beat you up."

Jiang Lang thought of this in his heart, but he didn't stop. He slapped Wang Lin in the face, slapped him back, and shouted: "Stop! General Wang is the pillar of the court, Wang Zhongshu, Wang Qianhu, is also a pillar of the court, and his nephew Wang Lin is also a hero among the people. How could you be a fat pig who only knows how to eat, drink, defecate, and you are obviously cheating here under the name of Prince Wang, which is clearly a corruption of his name. Although I am an Jinyiwei, I can't stand it. If you don't beat you today, I'm sorry for my fist."

After saying that, he no longer gave Wang Lin a chance to argue. He rushed forward and beat Wang Lin, which made Wang Lin cry and shout for his mother there, just like killing a pig.

Jiang Lang said this with great enthusiasm and shouted very loudly. No one didn't hear it clearly. When Zi Ling heard it, she couldn't help but cover her mouth and smiled, and her eyes turned into crescent moons.

The wine glass in Wang Zhongshu's hand could no longer be held, and it fell to the floor in a thump. He couldn't help but shake his head. Jiang Lang had no cunning in his impression, and now he had to add it. And if he shouted like this, the person on the other side would not make things difficult for him. Wang Zhongshu saw Yingzong and Wang Zhen when they came out, but he did not come forward to say hello. After all, Yingzong, an emperor, appeared here, and the most hope was that the fewer people knew him, the better.

When Yingzong heard Jiang Lang say this, he turned his head and said, "That fat pig...oh, no, that person is really your nephew."

"no!"

Wang Zhen said with a dark face, almost scolding Wang Lin. He was beaten in front of the emperor in a brothel and even reported his name, which made him feel very dull on his face.

Yingzong nodded and said, "Yes, how could your nephew be that kind of fat pig? But I really appreciate that boy. I seem to have seen him there."

Wang Zhen was very upset when Yingzong scolded Wang Lin again as a fat pig, but he had no choice but to agree, saying, "Young Master, you have seen it in your third uncle's mansion. He is the head guard who protects your sister. He is Jiang Chengzhi's subordinate. He was promoted to a hundred households not long ago."

"Not bad, not bad!"

Yingzong suddenly became interested and smiled and said, "It's very good to my taste. After going back, he asked him to come and see him immediately tomorrow morning."

After saying that, he kissed the girl on the right on the cheek and said, "We're going back to drink, it's too noisy outside." The two girls laughed.

After Yingzong entered, Wang Zhencai looked at Jiang Lang who had just stood up and turned to the guards on the side, "Did you hear the young master's words? Go and pass on the message."

After beating Jiang Lang enough, he stood up with satisfaction, patted his hands, looked at Wang Lin who was humming on the ground, and shouted: "Don't ask me to meet you next time. I will beat you once when I meet you! Hum!"

Poor Wang Lin was frightened and couldn't help but shrink, and there was still the strength to speak.

After Jiang Lang threatened Wang Lin, he did not leave. He went straight back to Zi Yu's room and closed the door, ignoring Wang Lin outside. On the other hand, Wang Lin would not be beaten so easily, and he would definitely ask someone to come back to find the place. Jiang Lang was worried that Zi Ling would affect him, so he planned to wait here.

After entering the house, before Jiang Lang had time to speak, Zi Ling sternly said, "Bend down and bow your head!"

“Huh?”

Jiang Lang was stunned. Before he could react, Zi Ling pressed his head down, and Jiang Lang bent his head according to her wishes. At this time, he felt Zi Ling's hand groping on his head, and said wonderingly: "What is this for?"

"What are you doing?"

Zi Ling said angrily, "It's not up to you to be injured? It would be strange if such a big stool was smashed down, but it would be better if it was not injured."

Jiang Lang suddenly understood what she meant and said to himself, "It would be strange if you are injured." However, he did not look up and let her go.

Zi Ling checked and found that except for the wood chips in her hair, there was no trace of scars. Then she felt relieved. Then she picked up her scarf, and then gently wiped the remaining blood on Jiang Lang's forehead. She then blamed her: "Why do you have to use your head to hit it? It would be a very simple thing for you to put that guy down? What if you hurt yourself?"

"That won't."

Jiang Lang smiled and said, "That kind of impact is a piece of cake for me, don't take it to heart."

Zi Ling pushed his forehead, walked to the table, poured a cup of tea, and said, "I won't take it seriously, anyway, you are the one who hurts, not me."

Although I say anything, the kind of care in my words cannot be concealed.

Jiang Lang shook his head slightly. This woman has always been arguing about right and wrong, so she didn't bother with this issue. Instead, she said strangely: "Why is there a bed in this room?"

"Aren't you talking nonsense?"

Zi Ling picked up the tea and handed it to Jiang Lang, saying, "Of course there is only one bed in this room, how could there be two beds?"

But she immediately said strangely: "What are you asking?"

As a result, after taking a sip of tea, Jiang Lang shrugged his shoulders and said, "What else can I do? I originally said that if I had a bed, I would sleep on another bed tonight. If not, wouldn't I have to sleep on this one at night?"

"Did you feel wronged when you sleep in this fight?"

Zi Ling immediately retorted, but immediately understood what Jiang Lang meant, and Bo angrily said: "Bastard, why are you fighting to pay attention?"

"What other ideas can you make?"

Jiang Lang smiled slightly, walked a few steps, placed the teacup on the table, and then lay down on the bed, with his legs hanging on the strings of the bed. The bedding was very soft and had a faint fragrance, which was the same as the fragrance on Zi Ling's body.

After putting his hands on his head, Jiang Lang closed his eyes slightly and said, "I plan to rest here for a night tonight. As you said, it's spreading outside now. If I'm not here tonight, wouldn't that be suspicious?"

"Bad guy."

Zi Ling said, then sat on the strings of the bed, laying on Jiang Lang's chest, and then said quietly: "If you really dare to stay tonight, I...I will accompany you."

Jiang Lang smiled slightly, and then did not answer. Zi Ling gave him a very wonderful feeling, but he didn't know what this wonderful thing was, but he just felt very useful. He smelled the faint fragrance of Zi Ling's body in his nose. Although her chest was pressed by her, he did not feel any discomfort, and there was a hint of warmth. He had not had a good rest during this short time. Now in this environment, Jiang Lang suddenly felt deeply tired in his heart, and he wanted to fall asleep like this.

Zi Ling, who was lying on Jiang Lang's chest, felt very at ease on the eve of the battle in the mountains. She felt very at ease and was rarely so calm in her heart. She was originally worried about Jiang Lang, but now she looked lively and without any inappropriate. This worry also disappeared. Now seeing Jiang Lang closed her eyes, she closed her eyes and carefully experienced the world of these two people.

Jiang Lang's alertness comes from long-term exercise, but in the past, he was not a minority of people like him, and there was a rest period after each mission. This time, he rushed back and was exhausted along the way, so he really didn't have any good sleep. Now, in such a warm environment, Jiang Lang couldn't help but relax himself completely and fell asleep.

It was not known how long before Jiang Lang woke up. When he opened his eyes, he found that there was someone sleeping beside him. The faint and familiar fragrance reached his nose. Although the man buried his head deeply in his chest, Jiang Lang still knew that this person was Zi Ling, and his hand was placed behind her, which was equivalent to hugging her.

He twisted his body slightly, then gently touched Zi Ling's back with his fingertips. He found that the two of them were all in their clothes. He was relieved and was still afraid that he had done something ridiculous last night. However, he was also secretly annoyed in his heart that he slept too heavily last night and didn't know when he went to bed. Seeing that he was like this, Zi Ling must have removed his shoes and socks last night, but he didn't know at all.

Jiang Lang moved, and Zi Ling in her arms immediately responded. She twisted Jiang Lang's arms like a pig, and found a place that made her most comfortable. Then she muttered dissatisfiedly: "Don't move, let me sleep for a while." Then she began to fall asleep.

However, the heaven seemed to not intend to reassure her. After a while, a thumping sound came from outside the door, and the madam shouted outside: "Your Majesty, someone is looking for you."

"Don't call."

Zi Ling said dissatisfiedly: "It's early in the morning, can you let people sleep."

Zi Ling is not as polite as Zi Yu, and she is not as polite to this madam.

"Where is my eldest lady."

The madam said with a hint of prayer, "It's already midnight, can't you get up? Now someone is looking for a prince, that's important."

"I got it, stop shouting."

Zi Ling replied dissatisfiedly, closed her eyes again, and muttered, "Don't get up, let me lie down for a while."

Jiang Lang had no choice but to let her go. After a while, Zi Ling opened her eyes, sat up, stretched her waist, and said, "I feel so comfortable sleeping."

The jacket outside was taken off when she was sleeping. The room was warm and Zi Ling was not wearing it very thick. The stretching curve perfectly showed her graceful figure. Even if Jiang Lang was next to her, she didn't think anything was wrong, as if she was just for Jiang Lang to see it.

Jiang Lang also sat up at this time. Because Zi Ling was outside, if Zi Ling didn't get up, it would be inconvenient for him to get up, so he had to wait.

After stretching, Zi Ling looked at Jiang Lang and scolded him a little, "You were so bad last night. You bullied others."

"It's really bad?"

Jiang Lang couldn't help but be stunned. Seeing that the two of them were intact, how did this bad come about?
To be continued...