Chapter 60

Now it seemed that the heroic and straightforward Huang Qiao Feng was indeed very charming. However, she had already given her heart to someone else, so there was no possibility with Huang Qiao Feng.

The waiter soon brought ten jars of wine up. Huang Qiao Feng and Lin Fan started to drink with big bowls.

However, Huang Qiao Feng was truly drinking big mouthfuls, while Lin Fan started to use the Dragon God Art to directly evaporate the wine in his body after drinking two jars. After all, although the degree of ancient wine was relatively low, they couldn't withstand drinking like this!

The ten jars of wine were soon left with only the last one after the two of them took turns.

"Satisfying! Young Master Lin..."

"Leader! South South Murong Fu's family retainers have come to the door, threatening to let you go see him!"

Just when Huang Qiao Feng couldn't help but want to become sworn brothers with Lin Fan, the Beggar Sect people came and interrupted him. Huang Qiao Feng looked at Lin Fan with embarrassment when he heard this.

"Brother Qiao, if you have something to do, you can go first. We will drink again when we have time!"

Lin Fan saw Huang Qiao Feng's embarrassment and took the initiative to speak.

"Young Master Lin, I am truly sorry. There is something in the sect, so I can only say goodbye first. Next time we meet, I will definitely punish myself with three cups!"

After speaking, Huang Qiao Feng didn't drag his feet and turned to leave.

"Next time we meet, that will be very soon!" Lin Fan looked at Huang Qiao Feng's disappearing back and muttered to himself.

Huang Qiao Feng should be going to Apricot Grove this time. This trip was the first turning point of his fate, from a hero admired by thousands to a Khitan dog thief shouted at by everyone. Who could have thought that such a small Apricot Grove incident would change Huang Qiao Feng's second half of his life.

"Are you full? We have to go too!" Lin Fan turned to ask the women.

"We are full, but Young Master, aren't you eating? You were just busy drinking with that Gang Leader Qiao and didn't eat any dishes!" Lv He looked at Lin Fan worriedly.

"No matter. Bring this jar of wine. I'm going to invite Huang Qiao Feng to drink!" Lin Fan pointed to the last jar of wine left.

"Yes, Young Master!"

Lv He let the waiter find a few hemp ropes and then carried the wine in her hand.

"Young Master, where are we going to find that Gang Leader Qiao?" Zhu Abi asked curiously. Huang Qiao Feng didn't say where he went just now.

"Find a carriage, let's go to Apricot Grove and witness the decline of a hero."

He didn't expect Qu Feiyan to follow them too. Thinking that he had exposed her identity, staying at the scene might be dangerous, so Lin Fan brought her along.

By the time Lin Fan drove the carriage to Apricot Grove, this place had already been surrounded by Beggar Sect disciples; it should be called Beggar Grove.

At this time, Huang Qiao Feng was surrounded by everyone in the middle. Opposite him was a woman with a pretty appearance and charming eyes. She should be Kang Min. Standing next to her were the middle-aged beggar and the young beggar, who should be Bai Shijing and Quan Guanqing.

"It seems I'm not late. Brother Qiao, I've come to find you for a drink!"

"Brother Lin, why are you here?" Huang Qiao Feng said with surprise.

"If I didn't come, your Beggar Sect would be rebelling against your superiors and plotting to seize power!" Lin Fan looked at Kang Min with deep meaning.

"What?" Huang Qiao Feng was somewhat stunned when he heard this.

"Isn't that Cousin?" someone suddenly said from the side.

"No, no, Sister Azhu and Zhu Abi have also come!" another person shook his head and wagged his head.

Feng Bo'e, Bao Butong? Lin Fan looked over when he heard this. Feng Bo'e liked to fight, and Bao Butong liked to have a foul mouth; both were weirdos.

"Qiao Feng, you were asked to find the murderer who killed Deputy Gang Leader Ma, but you are actually chatting happily with the murderer South South Murong Fu?" Quan Guanqing stood out and took the lead to make trouble.

"If you are blind, that's one thing, but are you also deaf? Even if you don't recognize South South Murong Fu, didn't you hear your Gang Leader call me Brother Lin?"

Lin Fan was somewhat depressed; he couldn't distance himself from South South Murong Fu.

"No, no, how does this young kid look like our Young Master!" The foul-mouthed Bao started to talk nonsense again.

"Shut your mouth, otherwise I will tear it apart!" Lin Fan said coldly.

"A fight? Great, I'm coming!" Feng Bo'e rushed toward Lin Fan.

But he came fast and went faster, directly slapped away by Lin Fan with a casual palm.

"An expert, truly satisfying!" Feng Bo'e looked up and spat out a big mouthful of blood, still with a satisfying expression.

The expressions of the Beggar Sect people all changed. Just now Feng Bo'e was fighting to a draw with the Beggar Sect Elder, but he was slapped away by Lin Fan with one palm, indicating Lin Fan's Wu Gong was extremely high.

"No, no, he attacked by surprise, otherwise he wouldn't be your opponent!" The foul-mouthed Bao still said stubbornly.

"Then let me try your weight!"

Huang Rong snatched Lv He's Qingping Sword, preparing to teach this foul-mouthed Bao Butong a lesson.

"No, no, a good man doesn't fight with women. Young lady, you'd better be careful!"

Bao Butong operated his internal energy and treated it seriously, still talking nonsense.

Originally, his first-rate late-stage strength should have crushed Huang Rong, who was second-rate late-stage. Unfortunately, Huang Rong learned 'Lingbo Micro-Steps', flashing and moving in front of him. He couldn't even touch Huang Rong, but instead was slashed by Huang Rong from time to time.

Huang Rong didn't use force either, like a cat playing with a mouse, cutting Bao Butong over a hundred times, and even slashed his foul mouth once.

"Huang Rong, quickly return my Qingping Sword. Don't use it to deal with that foul-mouthed man!"

Lv He was somewhat anxious. How could Huang Rong use the Qingping Sword the Young Master gave her to slash Bao Butong's foul mouth!

Hearing this, Huang Rong curled her lips, ran back, and returned the Qingping Sword to Lv He.

Lv He hurriedly found a piece of cloth to wipe the precious sword, then threw the cloth aside in disgust.

Killing the person and attacking the heart. Bao Butong originally had no major problems. Although he was covered in wounds, they were actually just flesh wounds. However, first being teased by Huang Rong and then stimulated by Lv He, he couldn't accept it psychologically and directly spat out a big mouthful of blood and fainted.

"Hey, hey, hey, what are you doing? You suffered lighter injuries than me; why did I not faint and you fainted?" Feng Bo'e asked, somewhat dumbfounded.