Chapter 33

"You know, Jianghu people are also divided into black and white." On the rickety carriage, Ping an Wang explained to Bai Mei: "Bai Dao usually sells the court some face, but the mafia... hum! But between these, there is a special case..." "Hmm?" Bai Mei is eating a green dumpling very hard and seems to be in a good mood. -Qingtuanzi is one of the necessary snacks for people in Linguo. The sticky glutinous rice is mixed with the juice squeezed from fresh bamboo leaves and wrapped in sweet bean paste, which is indescribably delicious. "This special case... is the trouble you got into today." King Ping an carefully took the words and tried to make Bai Mei understand. "Its name today is the ruin flower building. This organization has a strange rule. Every leader has to argue with other competitors about a problem. The winner is the landlord, a problem that has not changed for a hundred years. Even people outside the building can join in the debate if they like. This question is plum and snow, which one is more... Now this landlord, but it was won by supporting snow that year, but you put forward different views, spread out, it is a challenge to her, so... well, so... " "So what exactly does this organization do? What will be done?" Bai Mei swallowed the last mouthful of green dumplings and asked stuffily, Why can't these people always get to the point? King Ping an shook his head, helpless: "God knows. But there must be many masters. In the past, some challengers had nothing but been found to chat and drink tea, and some were killed directly, alas..." Bai Mei was surprised: "I don't know what I do?" "Every time this organization changes a leader, it changes a name, and it is also possible to change a business... and is not controlled by the court, and all countries have no choice but to take it. What we know is that only its first owner annexed more than ten killer organizations, then established it, and set such strange rules... you... what can this do..." Bai Mei looked at the king of peace who was frowning and meditating on his side and suddenly felt very strange. I really don't count as her. Why does it look like she is three points more nervous than herself? However, King Ping an suddenly did not realize the strangeness of Bai Mei and still whispered: "But don't be too nervous, Your Majesty and I will find a way... You are just careless, maybe..." Bai Mei pursed his mouth and smiled slightly, nodded obediently and replied quietly, "OK. Well... thank you, Your Highness." King Ping an looked up and saw the slight red color on Bai Mei's face. He reluctantly smiled back at her. Then he corrected and said, "Call my mother... everyone should call it that later, lest there be any flaw in the future and there will be trouble." The carriage suddenly stopped. It was eerily quiet outside the car. King Ping an's eyebrows frowned tighter by three points. As if after a long time, there was a burst of laughter outside the car, which belonged to many people, some were sweet and clear, and some were low and hoarse... A sweet and tactful voice asked, "Who is Yi Qingmei? Please welcome the owner of my ruin flower building." Bai Mei in the car secretly raised his eyebrows. It seems that in such a backward era, information transmission can still be fast and work efficiency can still be very high. But... why are all the laughter so ugly? It seems that we don't live by selling laughter, or we all have to starve to death... However, since we don't sell laughter, why do we have to make such ugly laughter? King Ping an calmly picked up the curtain, jumped out of the car and looked at the crowd with negative hands. I didn't bring an effective bodyguard this time, because I didn't expect such a thing to happen. Although I had sent someone back to report it before... but now... seeing all the people following me fall to the ground, even the coachman was not spared. I don't know whether it is dead or alive, perhaps... King Ping an quietly looked at all kinds of people outside the car and suddenly regretted it. Bai Mei also opened a corner of the curtain, but he still didn't get down in the car and looked at everything with great interest. The purpose is to spread brilliant red and scattered plum blossoms all over the ground, and some of them are slowly floating down from nowhere. As the background of this group of people who are hard to know what they have come for, it is also suitable. What a strange extravagant, wasteful and nothing new way of playing! As for the shrimps, soldiers and crabs around the car... to be honest, there are two women standing together, one black and one red, who are still slightly interesting. The tall, masked woman in red smiled twice and said again, "Yi Qingmei? Please welcome my host, please." The King of Peace had a gloomy face, and was considering whether to fight to the death or take a risk to escape. Behind him came a more than before The woman's more crisp and beautiful voice: "Who is your master?" Bai Mei poked his head out and asked naively. The woman in red, who was also covered, smiled again in a series, but replied, "You will know when you go." Silver bell-like laughter, and her side seems to have a shady face, sending out countless cold breath of the woman in black presents a very strong contrast. "Then, what can I do for you?" "You will know when you go." "Well... I almost know if I don't go. I don't know what your master is going to do with me." King Ping an simply wants to vomit blood. How can Bai Mei ask such questions? The woman is still a series of charming smiles: "You will know when you go."