Chapter 188 A Horrifying Night in a Brothel
Zhiluo looked up and saw a strange thin man, not Huo Gannian.
One thousand taels of silver was close to the price that the courtesan paid for her virginity back then.
Everyone in the hall was amazed and looked towards the second floor.
"The mysterious nobleman is indeed Mr. Liu from the liquor store! He really likes 'chicken'!"
"The richest man in Comet City! I'm afraid we can't snatch the person that Mr. Liu likes. We can only wait in line for the leftovers—"
"The Liu family's liquor store has expanded from Comet City to seven or eight surrounding cities. They're so wealthy, a thousand taels of silver is nothing!"
Everyone was talking about it, and no one dared to continue bidding.
Just as the housekeeper was about to finalize the price of "one thousand taels of silver", a steady and powerful voice came from the central room on the second floor:
"One thousand two hundred taels——"
Young Master Liu leaned over the railing and turned around, looking at the closed door in the middle, grinning disdainfully, "You want to compete with me for silver?"
As the voice fell, two faint words floated out from the central wing:
"gold."
One thousand two hundred taels of gold.
An unprecedented amount of money.
The entire hall was filled with exclamations and astonishment, and everyone looked towards the second floor.
"Wow! Who's so generous?!"
"I never dreamed I'd have so much money! Spending a fortune just for a chick?"
"Is this little Pipa beauty just this good? How can she be worth this price?"
"Master Liu hasn't really taken charge of the family yet, can he come up with more money than this?"
The door of the central wing was still closed, and only Mr. Liu, the "richest man in Comet City", looked deflated and left angrily with a wave of his sleeves.
Amidst the crowd's cheers of amazement, Zhiluo, holding the pipa, led by the housekeeper and protected by a dozen burly men, walked towards the central room on the second floor.
Zhi Luo walked through the covetous gazes of countless men and through the long arms that stretched out towards her and twisted like a group of maggots.
Her legs, feet, waist, and everywhere were touched several times.
Zhi Luo walked up just one flight of stairs with fear and trembling all over.
Finally, people watched as the door of the central wing on the second floor slowly opened, Zhi Luo walked in and closed the door.
With admiration and imagining the obscene scene just beyond the door, everyone in the hall chatted and joked, while indulging in wine and sex, and their attention slowly shifted away from the second floor.
But at this moment, a woman's shrill scream suddenly sounded, coming from the central room on the second floor, which once again attracted the attention of everyone in the hall.
Everyone looked over and fell silent for a moment. They looked at each other and asked others if they had heard the scream as well, thinking it was an illusion.
“Ah—help—”
Another miserable cry, accompanied by the loud bang of tables and chairs collapsing, was clearly heard throughout the entire hall, shocking everyone so much that they were all stunned:
"It seems to be the voice of that beautiful lady playing the pipa..."
"No...it shouldn't be this noise..."
Upon hearing the noise, the thugs in the brothel rushed to the second floor, wanting to open the central room to take a look, but they were afraid of disturbing the distinguished guests who were spending a fortune.
Just as the thugs hesitated, the door of the compartment creaked and slowly opened.
As everyone watched with bated breath and curiosity, they saw a red silk hanging high on the beam.
Zhi Luo's hair was disheveled and his body was covered in blood. His neck was hanging on the red silk, and his feet were still swinging.
There was silence for a moment, and then horrifying screams erupted in the hall.
Everyone was howling and running for cover, but they saw a tall, blood-red figure pushing aside Zhi Luo's "corpse", carrying a pot of wine, stumbling out of the wing room, and shouting at the noisy people running in the hall below:
"Damn it! Be quiet! I want 100,000 gold to kill someone! If you keep arguing, I'll kill you even if you don't pay me!"
No one dared to respond, and in the blink of an eye, they all ran away.
The hall was in a mess, with only fallen tables, chairs, and food and drinks left.
The figure in blood-red clothes leaned against the railing, raised his head and drank the wine in the pot, then threw the pot down the stairs.
The wine jug exploded, but there was no smell of wine.
The figure was staggering against the railing, squinting his eyes, and looked like he was very drunk, but two sharp sparks could be seen from under his eyes, looking at Zhi Luo who was "hanged" in the room.
Hearing that there was no sound around, Zhiluo on the beam asked in a low voice:
"Master Huo...can I get down now? This thin rope around my waist is hurting me..."
Huo Gannian still leaned against the railing with his head tilted back, "No hurry. Hang on a little longer."
As Huo Gannian expected, in a brothel like a place where all kinds of people gather and where information is easily accessible, such a shocking incident spread throughout Comet City within a quarter of an hour.
In less than an hour, the figure of Wuyi Blood Guard appeared in the brothel hall.
The person who came was none other than the Blood Guard whom he had met at the dock before, the guy who loved to report other people's household registration books.
But this time, the blood guard was not wearing ordinary green clothes, but the blood-red military uniform he wore when he was on duty killing people.
The Blood Guard looked at the chaos in the hall, jumped up to the second floor, and said to Huo Gannian with a smile:
"So it's Young Master Huo. It looks like Young Master Huo has something to ask us. Why make such a fuss if we can just burn some red paper? Our leader thought there was some crazy person among the Wuyi Blood Guards and asked me to clean him up!"
Huo Gannian didn't care about the sarcasm and teasing in the other party's words.
He took off his bright red robe, revealing his natural clothes. Zhi Luo, who was sitting beside him, was also dressed and sitting properly.
Huo Gannian brushed off his robe and looked over with a stern look:
"The starting price for the Wuyi Blood Guards to kill someone is 100,000 gold. How much does it cost to find someone?"
The Blood Guard rolled his eyes, raised the scar at the corner of his eye, and immediately made a "please" gesture, saying with a smile:
"Could you please sit somewhere else, 'God of Wealth', so we can talk?"
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