Chapter 63: Hei Bei Lao Liu's hidden illness! Mental control!

At this moment, the audience seemed to be forgetful."

After Hei Bei Lao Liu and the secret prostitute met inexplicably, they all selectively ignored the hard laborer who died miserably."

This is the sorrow of a nobody."

Whether in a story or in reality, their existence is always ignored by people."

Now that Hei Bei Lao Liu appeared, the audience seemed to have lost interest in even investigating the secret prostitute's murder!"

And Yin Nanfeng and Huo Laotai, as women, could experience the special feeling of this meeting better than men."

Yin Nanfeng suddenly said: "She is truly lucky."

Zhang Qishan was a bit puzzled; a secret prostitute, low in status."

Even if she met Hei Bei Lao Liu, what's lucky about it?"

Yin Nanfeng continued: "This feeling cannot be described; in short, Hei Bei Lao Liu is a definitely different existence for this woman."

Zhang Qishan raised his eyebrows, his tone somewhat mocking: "What's different?"

"How so? Such a secret prostitute, you expect her to be sincere to Hei Bei Lao Liu?"

"Don't forget, she just killed a man who was sincere to her!"

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Yin Nanfeng laughed: "This is where you men don't understand women."

"Just watch; maybe the secret prostitute you look down on is exactly the one who matches Hei Bei Lao Liu!"

"Love is elusive; didn't you see how natural their embrace was!"

"The woman was incredibly afraid, but as soon as she saw it was Hei Bei Lao Liu, she was immediately all smiles; this is fate."

Zhang Qishan didn't believe it, his face still showing disdain."

"A good jianghu story turning into romance; it's truly boring."

At this moment, Zhang Lin began to tell the story after the two met."

"Still in the darkness, only the sounds of a man and a woman were in the darkness."

"Of course, I won't go into detail about what kind of sounds."

"Our Sanqing Garden is a proper theater; we don't do that vulgar stuff."

"I've said it; you all can imagine it yourselves!"

Hearing this, the crowd below began to laugh and heckle."

"Hahaha, Mr. Zhang, say it; we're not live-streaming, what are you afraid of!"

"That's right, go ahead and say it! Even Mr. Guo dares to say things that can't be broadcast on TV; in a small garden like this, what are you afraid of!"

"Sigh, this storytelling is getting cleaner and cleaner, not even a bit of meat to be seen."

"However, this Hei Bei Lao Liu is capable; just met this woman, and they're already together?"

The men below were all saying some dirty jokes."

Yin Nanfeng in the second-floor box couldn't help but spit: "Pah, all low-class scum!"

Zhang Qishan looked at her and said: "Is this the true love you were talking about? In the end, it's still just a flesh-and-blood business."

Yin Nanfeng stiffened her neck and said: "The storyteller hasn't finished the story yet, and you're already drawing conclusions!"

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After the crowd finished laughing, Zhang Lin began to continue his storytelling."

"The darkness was lit by a candle; it could be seen that this was no longer a shanty, but a brick house."

"At this time, Hei Bei Lao Liu's face was full of indignation and sweat."

"It seemed this round was even more tiring than his life-and-death duel on the God Platform."

"And the woman sat on the side, somewhat worried: 'Have you always been like this?'"

"Hei Bei Lao Liu nodded, then stood up and kicked open several boxes in the room."

"Suddenly, several large boxes of gold emitted a dazzling brilliance, illuminating the entire room; this amount was at least over four hundred pounds." ===== CHAPTER 64 =====