C7

The two of them arrived at the second floor. The second floor was relatively quiet because the second floor was a private room. Each room had a sign hung on the door.

Floating Cloud, Colt, seaweed, moss, and Meng Xiaodie walked over. Looking at these strange names, they walked all the way to the end of the second floor. The sign above them said "Worry".

This room wasn't big, but it was extremely luxurious. As soon as they sat down, a waiter wearing white came running over.

"Constable Jiang, you haven't come for quite a while."

Jiang Bufan looked at the waiter and asked, "You know me, but I don't think you're familiar with me."

"I only came to the store a few years ago. You're the head constable, so of course I don't know you." The waiter had delicate features, but his eyes were devious.

Jiang Bufan laughed heartily, "Serve the dishes, bring out all the signature dishes of the Apricot Pavilion, and also a jug of bitter apricot wine. It's twenty years old. Oh right, and also a pot of stuffy donkey roast."

"Alright." The waiter drank and left.

The door of the Hall of Worries faced the corridor, while Meng Xiaodie sat facing the door.

At this moment, a woman in red appeared in the hallway. She had her head lowered and a veil covering her face. Meng Xiaodie couldn't see her face, but she could see her graceful figure. The woman walked very slowly, as if the corridor was very long, to the point that she had to walk for a long time. Meng Xiaodie thought that she would walk all the way to the Hall of Worries.

But she stopped in the front room and disappeared.

The waiter brought the dishes to the table. They were indeed unique in their style. A few of the dishes were steaming hot.

As Jiang Bufan opened a pot of bitter apricot wine, a strong fragrance immediately assaulted his nostrils.

Meng Xiaodie loved alcohol, just like how he liked to roam.

After drinking two cups of bitter apricot wine, he felt refreshed and refreshed. After drinking two cups, he could already feel the heat rolling in his chest.

"Good wine, good wine." Meng Xiaodie praised as she drank.

"Drink more of the good wine. It's rare to get drunk a few times in life." Jiang Bufan's face also changed. He looked at Meng Xiaodie with a faint intoxicated look on his face.

A pot of bitter apricot wine was quickly drunk. Jiang Bufan turned on the smoldering donkey fire and suddenly said to Meng Xiaodie, "Meng Xiaodie, you shouldn't have come here …"

Before he could finish, there was a loud noise from the room next door, followed by the sound of plates and bowls falling to the floor.

Jiang Bufan pounded the table and cursed: "F * ck, who is making such a ruckus here and spoils my wine mood?"

The noise next door turned into curses and continued.

Jiang Bufan frowned deeply and stood up. He staggered to the next room.

He pushed open the door and shouted, "Who's making a racket here? "Yes, it's the Young Lord." The tone of the latter sentence had clearly lowered.

The room was a total mess. In the middle of the mahogany chair sat a dashing, handsome young man. He wore a prickly, rusted robe, and a strand of his hair hung mischievously over his right eye.

"Constable Jiang, what are you doing here?" Do you really think that you can take care of things here? "

This young man was the youngest son of the City Lord Sha Tianfeng. His name was Sha Yilong.

"Young Lord, I-I'll drink next door. I won't disturb you any longer." Jiang Bufan didn't care about Sha Yilong's reputation at all.

"Wait, since you've come in, why don't you see what happened here?" Sha Yilong laid a foot on the table and looked to the side.

Jiang Bufan followed his gaze and saw a woman in red standing in the corner with her head lowered.

Jiang Feifan froze for a moment. He felt that this woman was very familiar to him, but he couldn't remember where he had seen her before.

"Constable Jiang, do you know this woman?" Sha Yilong turned his gaze over.

Jiang Bufan looked carefully again and shook his head.

"Hehe, this is a famous celebrity in the capital. His name is Chu Baishuang."

"Chu Tianshuang?" Jiang Feifan was shocked. He knew that there was a Courtesan Belle in the capital who was greatly loved by the emperor. Many years ago, he and the City Lord had accompanied Night Spirit King to visit in private. Although it was night and he had seen it from afar, Chu Baishuang's exquisite charm had left a deep impression on him. However, how did Chu Tianshuang come to this place, and how did she end up in such a sorry state?

"Constable Jiang, this woman is trying to kill me."

"How, how is this possible?" Constable Jiang did not know what to say. He was already feeling a bit dizzy, but after Sha Yilong said this, his head felt even bigger.

"Hehe, look at the dagger in her hand."

Chu Tianlang was holding a dagger in her hand as she glared at Sha Yilong.

"Constable Jiang, you are here to capture a criminal. This woman is here to assassinate me. I don't think I need to trouble you. I'll kill her for you right now." As soon as Sha Yilong finished his words, a person behind him flew over and stabbed his sword towards Chu Tianshuang.

Jiang Xian wanted to step forward and stop him, but he was afraid that the Mayor would blame him. He had never asked about the young lord's affairs, and the Mayor had already given the order to do so.

Seeing that the shining sword light had already touched Chu Tianshuang's chest, with a dang sound, the sword body was cut into two.

"Who, who dares to act so atrociously here?" Sha Yilong jumped up in panic.

It was unknown when, but Meng Xiaodie was standing behind Jiang Bufan with her arms crossed.

"A few men bullying a weak girl, aren't they afraid of being laughed at?" Meng Xiaodie said in a cold voice.

"What kind of bird are you to actually oppose this young master?" Sha Yilong calmed down when he saw that Meng Xiaodie was alone.

"Whose grandpa are you? I think you're just a scoundrel?"

"Damn it! How dare you curse our master? Brothers, kill him!"

Beside Sha Yilong stood a few robust men. They were Sha Yilong's four bodyguards.

While speaking, a few bodyguards had already drawn their swords and surrounded him.

"Jiang Bufan stepped forward to block the attack." Young master, this is my friend. "

"Jiang Bufan had just said something when he was interrupted by Sha Yilong." Friend? Where did you get such a friend? Constable Jiang, I told you to mind your own business, didn't you hear me clearly? "

With an awkward expression, Jiang Bufan retreated.

"Kids, kill! Kill this reckless bastard!" Sha Yilong let out a howl, and a few bodyguards stabbed their swords at Meng Xiaodie.

With a few pfft sounds, the swords of the bodyguards were broken into two. They held onto the hilt of their swords, and looked at each other, not knowing what had happened, they did not see how Meng Xiaodie had made her move. It was as if Meng Xiaodie had not moved at all, but the weapons in their hands had been hit by some kind of power, becoming incomplete.

"Heh, who the hell is it? Get the fuck out here!"

Sha Yilong naturally did not see Meng Xiaodie making a move. He thought that someone was secretly helping him.

Jiang Bufan stepped forward and whispered to Sha Yilong, "Young master, I think we should forget about it."

He was afraid that if he pissed off Meng Xiaodie, the Mayor's precious young master would suffer a loss. If the mayor blamed him, he would probably find it difficult to say anything.