This is a ghost market, a place without laws. Whoever has a hard fist or a big fist is the law.

Of course, if yours is big and hard, you can basically walk sideways.

Long Feicheng thought he could walk sideways, but he didn't expect that he would die before leaving the army. The little sister's legs were not even touched, so he was driven out.

Some of Feng Lailou’s thugs held whips and whipped Long Feicheng from a distance. The pain made Long Feicheng scream and almost pulled out his Weiwei sword to fight to the death. .

Fortunately, Yan Shouyi and the others arrived in time, suppressed Long Feicheng's hand that was about to draw the sword, and said hurriedly:

"If you have something to say, please say it, don't do anything! "

When the old bustard saw that Long Feicheng and the others actually had accomplices, and they looked like they were not easy to mess with, he raised his hand to signal the thugs to stop.

However, the thugs were also old men, and they knew in their hearts that stopping now might just be the calm before the storm. If they didn't come to an agreement later, they might be beaten even more severely.

So the thug holding the whip coiled up the whip, ready to pull it out at any time.

When Long Feicheng and the others saw Yan Shouyi, it was as if they were seeing a savior, and they had runny noses and tears.

Lin Zitong snorted and said reproachfully:

"You just eat, drink, whore and gamble. I don't care about you unless you lead a big fool, but this is a ghost market. We have business to do again, and you are so obsessed that you even want to come here to drink wine!"

In the team, Lin Zitong is the well-deserved eldest sister, and Long Feicheng is naturally afraid of her.

I saw Long Feicheng shrinking his neck, gritting his teeth again, with a look of determination on his face.

When Weng Qianxiang saw this, he felt secretly guilty in his heart. Brother Long was trying to blame all the mistakes on himself!

Don’t say anything, brother, I’ll pay for it next time!

But just when Weng Qianxiang was grateful to Long Feicheng, Long Feicheng suddenly rebelled, pointed at Weng Qianxiang and said:

"It's all the old man who can't bear it. Live!"

"Holy shit!" Weng Qianxiang swore directly.

"The old man said that he has not been Ning Caichen yet, and he wanted to come over today to show off his ghostly demeanor. I couldn't persuade him, so I could only follow him and stare at him. Remind him when he makes a mistake!"

Weng Qianxiang pointed at Long Feicheng and was speechless. He thought of Long Feicheng's classic saying again.

Too cowardly! Not loyal! Betray brother!

Although Long Feicheng said a lot of nonsense,Lin Zitong obviously didn't believe everything.

She rolled her eyes at Long Feicheng. Even if this matter was over for the time being, after all, there were still people from Feng Lailou to deal with.

Yan Shouyi asked: "What have you done?"

Long Feicheng replied in a low voice: "I just ordered a few ladies, I didn't expect them here I paid first and then played. I took out the Ming coins, but they didn't recognize them and said they wanted to take three liters of my blood."

"Didn't Mr. Liu say it before? Money." Yan Shouyi sighed helplessly.

Everyone in the ghost market takes what he needs, and ghost coins are the most useless things. The man who sold earthen jars before wanted souls, and the Feng Lai Tower in front of him wanted the blood of living people. It seems that they are both useful. purpose.

The old bustard reminded at this time: "A woman has three liters of blood, and they both ordered ten, that's sixty liters! I don't care whether the blood is yours, or the blood of a cat or a dog, in short we want it See blood."

Weng Qianxiang shouted: "Then you should kill us!"

"You think we don't dare?" The old bustard laughed, " The most famous dish of our Feng Lai Restaurant is the human flesh barbecued pork buns. If you are willing to exchange meat for blood, we don’t mind.” At that time, Long Feicheng disliked the buns for being too real.

Otherwise, you will have to taste human flesh.

They once again realized the horror of the ghost market. This place cannot be dealt with using the methods of the human world.

Now that the matter has come to this, Yan Shouyi, as the party in the wrong, can only find a way to negotiate.

It is impossible to get out sixty liters of blood. This means either killing Long Feicheng and Weng Qianxiang, or killing two innocent people on the roadside.

"What...Mommy?" Yan Shouyi shouted awkwardly.

The madam was also stunned. She had never heard of such a title.

Lin Zitong coughed and reminded Yan Shouyi that this title was inappropriate in Fenglai Tower.

Yan Shouyi was a little embarrassed and skipped the address:

"Aside from blood, what else do you want?"

Old Madam Frowning, the powder on her face was squeezed together, and she said coldly: "We don't want anything but blood."

"You can't do this in business, there are always alternatives. Time?"

"You might as well think about who will be our bun stuffing tonight."

Seeing the old madam's tough attitude, Yan Shouyi I feel like there is no need to continue communicating.wanted.

He winked at Long Feicheng and the others.

After experiencing so much together, everyone had a tacit understanding. Long Feicheng turned sideways, his anger sinking in his dantian, and he ran away immediately just waiting for Yan Shou's orders.

However, the madam had seen through their plan and immediately shouted to the thugs: "Get them for me and send them to the kitchen to chop them up and make steamed buns!"

The thugs took action immediately and blocked the exit very quickly.

The guests at Feng Lai Building seemed to have long been accustomed to this kind of thing. They all sat on their chairs and watched the show without hiding. Some even licked their lips and thought about what to do later. It's time to order whose buns.

"Do it!"

Yan Shou couldn't hide at the sight, so he had to be tough. He looked kind at first, so he grabbed the neck of the thug in front of him and pointed at him. He punched the thug twice in the face.

The thug was a ghost and couldn't withstand Yan Shou's punch. Half of his head was broken under two punches, but Yan Shou deliberately avoided the area between his eyebrows so as not to let this one The ghost was shaken to his core on the spot!

The madam didn’t expect Yan Shouyi to be so fierce, so he was so frightened that he backed away and hid behind a beam.

Some thugs thought that Lin Zitong was a woman and easier to bully, so they whipped her with a whip.

Who knew that Lin Zitong just shook the soul-calling bell in his hand, and the thug's body was out of control. He wrapped his own neck with a whip and strangled him to death. His pale face became Paler.

During the meeting, the people in Feng Lailou did not get any benefits, and the madam began to panic.

She hurriedly shouted: "Go and call the landlord! Go quickly!"

At this moment, many peach petals scattered in the sky.

The petals of peach blossoms are small and pink, like a continuous drizzle, falling on people's bodies and making them feel itchy and heart-warming.

In this peach blossom rain, a pink ghost shadow fell from the sky.

Long Feicheng looked up and couldn't help but swallow. He saw the pink dress unfolding in the wind, and a pair of slender legs sticking out like the core of a flower.

"This leg is enough for me to play with for three years..." Long Feicheng muttered.

Wang Ji, who was on the side, patted Long Feicheng on the head and cursed: "The evil spirit will never die. This woman is not simple at first sight. Don't mess with her again!"

The female ghost in a pink dress landed on the ground and sat directly on the table in front of Yan Shouyi. She crossed her legs and picked up the guest's pot of wine and drank from the spout. Take a sip.

But her cherry mouth seemed unable to drink so much wine. The overflowing red wine flowed down her white chin, through her delicate neck, and finally submerged into the deep ravine.

Gulu.

The men around him swallowed their saliva in unison.