The queen is crazy and spoiled, and the tyrant bows to her

As soon as these words were spoken, Xie Zhiyan, who was standing on the attic in a black and red robe, pursed his thin lips, and the aura around him instantly became gloomy and terrifying.

He opened his charming and evil eyes and looked at the people on the long street sinisterly, with a cold murderous look flashing across his eyes.

Zhang Long and Zhao Hu, who were following behind him, were both shocked and stood there looking at each other.

Zhao Hu was about to speak when Zhang Long stopped him and put a finger to his lips, making a gesture to silence him.

Last night, the Qi family had intended to make a big fuss about how Miss Jiang San caught an adulterer in Zuihua Tower and was humiliated by Qi Feng.

If their masters had not suppressed the matter with their strong authority at the first time, the news about the Jiang family's daughter's shamelessness would have spread throughout the capital by now.

Tonight, I have condescended to stand guard outside the Zuihua Tower all night long...

It goes without saying who it is for.

But this Chifeng is so unlucky that not only did he defile the third lady of the Jiang family, he even dared to covet that girl.

Isn't this courting death?

At this time, Chiffon on the long street was completely unaware that he had been targeted for a long time, and he kept proudly boasting about his "great achievements" in capturing Jiang Wanhe.

His steps were unsteady, his face flushed with the smouldering red of alcohol, a sneer on his lips, his eyes flashing with sarcasm and coldness: "I originally wanted to use Jiang Wanhe as a substitute for her sister for fun, otherwise, with her spoiled temper, I wouldn't even bother to coax her."

"You act like a lady from a wealthy family all day long, and you think you're the daughter of a prime minister. But after I coaxed you a few words, you sneaked out and got on my bed..."

Who would have known that these two people were siblings from the same mother, and not only did they look very different, but their figures were also average. Their only advantage was that they were young and still virgins.

However, the taste was just okay. After the job was done, he was almost tired of playing with it, so he shared it with his brothers...

Even if Jiang Wanhe is a persistent and crying person, she has the support of her sister, Concubine Ju, so at most she can take her as a concubine.

By then, once she entered the Qi Mansion, there would be many people who would bully and torture her every day. If her sister Jiang Wantang knew how miserable her sister was, it would be too late for her to feel any pain.

Thinking of this, the malice and cruelty in Chifeng's eyes grew stronger.

Jiang Wantang not only harmed his sister and his aunt, but also forced the Qi family into this state. He just wanted to make her feel uncomfortable and miserable...

The Qi family and she are sworn enemies!

As they were walking, they suddenly felt a biting cold coming towards them. Chifeng shivered subconsciously and fell backwards with his body tilted. The playboys behind him supported him seeing this.

"Damn it, why is there such a sudden cold wind?" Chifeng cursed.

The several dandies behind him also shivered with cold. They gathered their robes tightly around them and didn't care. "Let's go find some more women... continue to have fun and warm ourselves up."

When the other young masters heard this, they immediately became excited and agreed.

Then they walked towards the brothel in another direction.

At this moment, the man standing in the attic had a gloomy face that became increasingly ugly, and his whole body exuded a strong aura of violence.

As Chifeng and others left, he walked quickly towards the long street downstairs.

Zhao Hu finally couldn't help but ask, "Sir, where are you going so late at night?"

Xie Zhiyan sneered and pulled the corners of his lips: "Go and stretch your muscles."

After saying that, he moved his wrist, and his knuckles creaked with a fierce force.

The cold voice sounded particularly harsh in the silence.

Zhao Hu gasped and was so frightened that he stopped talking.

Having said this, what else does he dare to say?

A moment later, Chifeng and the others turned a corner and ran into a tall, dark figure head-on.

Several people were stunned and looked at each other. Before they could react, they saw the man turned around. He had a black scarf covering his face, his eyes were as dark as the night, like an ancient well without ripples. The lingering coolness made people's spines cold.

The person who came had a dignified and elegant demeanor, but his aura was frighteningly cold.

You can tell at first glance that he is not someone to be trifled with.

The dandies, led by Chiffon, suddenly felt their legs go weak.

"You...who are you?"

"What... do you want to do?"

Xie Zhiyan didn't respond to him. He casually loosened his wrist, and the joints twisted with a short sound.

A few people realized that the person who came was not friendly and immediately fled in all directions. After running two steps, they were forced back by the people who were also wearing black scarves and masks standing at the intersections.

Judging from the fierce momentum, it was obvious that the person who had just blocked their way was the leader.

Seeing this, several people were so frightened that they quickly knelt on the ground and kowtowed to beg for mercy: "Hero, please spare our lives! Hero, please spare our lives!..."

"What do you want, money?"

"We have it all, we'll give it all to you, if it's not enough we'll go get more..." As they spoke, several people took out the silver and banknotes from their pockets, put them on the ground, and begged, "Just please, kind man, let us go."

There was a smile in the corner of his eyes, but his whole body exuded a terrifying aura of bloodthirsty and cruelty.

Chifeng suddenly remembered his cousin Qi Gui who died in the street while having fun in the middle of the night. His death was extremely tragic and scared him so much that he didn't dare to go out at night for several months.

I won’t encounter the same thing this time... will I?

So, Chifeng knelt on the ground tremblingly, and said with a flattering smile: "Good man, hero, if money is not enough, beauties will do. I know all the beauties in Zuihualou. You can have as many as you want. Please..."

Before he could finish his words, Xie Zhiyan kicked him fiercely in the chest, and the latter flew several feet away.

When he fell to the ground, he vomited blood.

Seeing this, the other playboys were so frightened that they knelt down and begged for mercy, their shits and urine dripping...

Xie Zhiyan sneered and looked at them: "Together, or one by one?"

His deep voice contained an extremely dangerous signal, like a bloodthirsty beast staring at its prey, giving people a great sense of oppression.

In order to prevent the screams from being too loud and affecting the people around them, Xie Zhiyan ordered Zhang Long and Zhao Hu to block their mouths tightly.

Zhao Hu wanted to step forward and tell Zhang Long to handle this dirty work, but Zhang Long covered his mouth and dragged him aside.

Immediately afterwards, the two saw Xie Zhiyan clenching his fists and beating several people with his bare hands. He was really beating them, punching them to the flesh without mercy, which made people's scalps numb.

Especially when beating Chiffon, he would specifically target the face and the parts of the body that were most susceptible to pain, and beat them to death.

Zhao Hu felt his face hurt just by watching.

Fortunately, Zhang Long stopped him in time.

He had never seen his master so cruel and unconcealed.

His master was the one who remained calm even when faced with a huge crisis, so why did he suddenly get so angry?

Aren’t they just a few clients?

Before, adults wouldn't even look at these scoundrels.

So, he looked at Zhang Long beside him with a puzzled look. He was smarter than him.

But the latter also had a look of shock in his eyes.

Soon, those playboys were lying on the ground with bruised faces and noses, motionless.

But they are all still alive.

Xie Zhiyan stood there, his fists stained with blood, which kept dripping down...