There was another conflict in the inn. There was a lot of clanging outside. This time, Anjiu was too lazy to look. She was peeling pine nuts for the tyrant.

She peeled one, the tyrant ate one, and then looked at her like a puppy.

An Jiu was in a playful mood, so she said to the Tyrant: "Throw one, can you catch it with your mouth?"

The tyrant had a look of disdain on his face, as if to say: What's so difficult about this?

So An Jiu threw one, and the tyrant opened his mouth and caught it steadily.

"Wow, great, do it again."

An Jiu increased the difficulty, throwing the pine nut high up, and the tyrant made steady contact again.

“That’s great.”

Anjiu applauded.

The tyrant looked very proud and kept talking. An Jiu smiled and said, "A walnut as a reward..."

The two were having fun when the door was suddenly pushed open and a man with a knife walked in.

Seeing a young couple in the room, the man smiled.

"If you don't want to die, give me the money."

It turns out that the fight outside was not a revenge fight, but a robbery.

The man took a look at An Jiu and seemed to think she was pretty, so he said to the tyrant: "Boy, pay the money obediently, and let me play with your woman, and I will spare your life..."

On the first floor, the girl in red was cornered by two strong men, and two finger marks were clearly visible on her face.

Guests from other rooms were also driven in, some were beaten black and blue, and the women were crying in disarray...

"Sister Hong, what should we do?" The waiter at the inn said in horror, "These people should have been watching us for a long time. Our inn is in a remote location. If they want to kill us, there is nothing we can do."

Sister Hong also frowned. Just as she raised her head to take a look, she was slapped in the face by a big man.

"Look at your mother's ***"

Sister Hong covered her face and glared at the man fiercely.

The man sneered: "How dare you stare at me, I..."

However, before he finished speaking, something suddenly flew down from the building, and the man couldn't dodge and was hit directly...

"Who is that?"

When the man got up, he saw a tall and handsome man standing on the floor, looking down at the people in front of him, his eyes seemed full of doubts.

When Sister Hong saw the tyrant, she immediately became excited: "Young man, help us, they are robbers..."

"Robbers." The tyrant frowned, as if he had thought of something, and murmured, "Autumn Hunt..."

Those assassins...

He quickly came to the conclusion that these people wanted to kill him.

"Shut up, damn it." The big man slapped Sister Hong in the face, then looked at the man who was thrown by the tyrant. The man's neck was limp and he had died long ago.

"Qiangzi." The man exclaimed, looked at the tyrant Lou fiercely, and roared: "Brothers, kill him."

The robbers swarmed in.

Sister Hong only saw people being thrown in from the building, and soon the floor was filled with corpses...

"Ah... murder..."

“Help…”

The guests upstairs ran out one after another, leaving only Sister Hong and the waiter staring blankly at the corpse on the ground, and then at the handsome man upstairs.

An Jiu ran out from behind the door, dragged Tyrant upstairs.

When passing by Sister Hong, An Jiu said embarrassedly: "Sorry, we have to go first."

Sister Hong nodded woodenly, and soon Tyrant Anjiu disappeared at the door.

The waiter then murmured, "Sister Hong, did you see how he moved his hands?"

Sister Hong shook her head: "No... I didn't see it clearly..."

"Then what should we do if we pick them up?" The waiter looked at the corpses all over the ground with worry.

Sister Hong stood up and kicked the man who had just hit her hard.

"Tell the truth when the government comes."

So many people have seen it, I'm afraid someone will report it to the police right now.

What's more, those two people didn't leave any information. Even if the government knew about these two people, they couldn't find out who they were.

The strange deaths of so many people alarmed the people in the Dali Temple.

"Master Yan, this... seems to be the same as the deaths of those people in Huajie." The official couldn't help but frowned: "Who can break a person's throat bone with bare hands? Is this still a human being?"

Yan Wenjie also felt that this matter was unusual, so he ordered people to check these dead people. Coincidentally, these people were similar to the ones who died in the red-light district last time, all of them were idle hooligans.

Nothing too special.

Combined with the innkeeper's words, these people may have met a mysterious person and were killed...

Could it be that some powerful killer has come to this flower street?

A man and a woman?

The male and female thieves?

What are they going to do?

Yan Wenjie was thinking about what to do? Do you want to write a memorial to the emperor?

If you want to be promoted, you must show up in front of the emperor. Even if the emperor remembers your name, it is not certain when he will be able to use it in the future.

Many officials who had nothing to do would write memorials to the emperor.

After thinking for a while, Yan Wenjie felt that this was a good opportunity to show off...

A mysterious killer suddenly appeared in the capital. What was his intention in killing more than a dozen people?

Yan Wenjie thought that if he could catch the mysterious killer, promotion and wealth would be just around the corner.

…

An Jiu the Tyrant ran a long way before he stopped. There were still many people on the street, either drunk men and women looking for pleasure, or prostitutes soliciting customers on the street.

An Jiu was still holding the tyrant's hand. She said, "Your Majesty, let's go back to the palace quickly. Eunuch Li and the others are getting anxious."

However, whether Eunuch Li was in a hurry or not was not within the tyrant's consideration. He just stared at the street snack stalls with his eyes wide open and swallowed...

"Your Majesty, do you want to eat?" An Jiu was particularly considerate tonight.

The tyrant nodded.

"I want to eat..."

He really, really, really, really wanted to eat...

An Jiu asked him again: "What do you want to eat?"

The tyrant looks at this and that, and the water is about to flow.

I want to eat everything.

So An Jiu waved his hand and pointed to the first stall.

"Then let's take them one by one, but each one can only taste a little bit, not too much."

The tyrant nodded.

The first stall used a small iron pot to make small cakes, adding eggs and sugar. The cakes just out of the pot were fragrant and soft and tasted especially good. An Jiu bought a pot.

Because the Tyrant would refresh from time to time, she had long since developed the habit of carrying silver with her. Although it wasn't much, it was enough for snacks.

There was a pot of small cakes, and the tyrant took one at a time. An Jiu looked hungry, so he also reached out and took one.

The tyrant stopped moving and looked at her with a frown, looking very unhappy.

An Jiu put the cake into his mouth and said as he ate, "Good friends should learn to share. Don't be so stingy."

The tyrant still frowned, and An Jiu could only use his trump card.

"These are all bought by you. If you don't obey, you can't eat anything."

Although the tyrant was still unhappy, the big boss of feudal society finally learned to compromise and bow to life. He reluctantly gave another small cake to An Jiu, and then stuffed the remaining small cake into his mouth in one go.

An Jiu laughed.