The atmosphere in Xiaowu Pavilion was a bit strange for a moment.

After hearing Lu Qing's words, even the little girl named Gu Guyu couldn't help but look up at him again, then quickly lowered her head again.

The yellow-haired man was even more confused.

He didn't expect the man in front of him to behave like this, and even more unexpectedly, not only did he not get out, he locked the door directly and blocked his whole body in front of the door.

Lu Qing leaned back slightly, leaned half on the door, raised his eyebrows and looked at Huangmao irritably, and then looked at Gu Guyu, who was lowering his head and stirring his fingers not far away.

Gu Guyu seemed a little confused at this moment. After a few seconds, she took a small step to the door and tentatively stretched out her little hand to open the door lock.

She didn't seem to want Lu Qing to get deeply involved in it.

"What? I'm afraid I'll get into trouble?" Lu Qing asked without getting out of the way.

The little girl did not nod, but did not shake her head, which was equivalent to default.

Lu Qing looked at her silly appearance and felt that she was a bit similar to Gu Xiaowu.

It’s just that Gu Xiaowu likes to show off his power, and this little girl looks a little inferior and timid.

But even in this situation, she chose to let Lu Qingmingzhe protect herself and chose to face these three men who were not kind to the people who came alone.

By the way, it was obvious that she was obviously afraid of death.

"Who is Gu Xiaowu?" Lu Qing asked.

After hearing the three words Gu Gu Yu, he looked up at Lu Qing in surprise, as if he didn't expect someone to mention this name.

The two looked at each other, and Lu Qing found that although the little girl was thin and had a bad complexion, her eyes hidden under the wooden glasses were pretty pretty, a bit like a frightened deer in the forest, with innocent and helpless eyes.

"It was me... Zeng... Zeng... Zeng..." Gu Guyu lowered his head and whispered.

"Just say it's your ancestors, there's no need to calculate the seniority so clearly." Lu Qing thought this little girl was quite funny.

"Okay...Okay...Okay." Gu Guyu lowered his head, covered half of his face with big bangs, and shrank back.

"Hmm? It seems... it's a small stutter?" Lu Qing guessed in his heart.

He didn't expect that this Xiaowu Pavilion could be opened stubbornly until now, nor did he expect that he would meet Gu Xiaowu's descendants one day.

This feeling is quite wonderful.

Huangmao stood aside, feeling ignored. He stretched his long neck like a Loch Ness monster, and said unhappily: "I see you fucking..."

Before he could speak, he was interrupted by a middle-aged man standing among the three of them with a little stubble.

Everyone is out to make a living, like the one who has just made a living, a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, or a quarrel against the sky and earth, and does not consider the consequences when doing things. But those who have been in trouble for some years will consider more.

To put it simply, yellow-haired people have suffered less social beatings, while men with stubble have been beaten a little better.

"If the other party is more timid, we will be a little arrogant. If the other party is more arrogant than me, then we must consider whether to be a little timid." This is his experience summed up over the years. After all, even those who are unconfident cannot be pulled up.

He looked at Lu Qing and said, "This little brother..."

"Hmm?" Lu Qing frowned even more.

Who are you brothers and sisters? Do you dare to take advantage of our ancestors?

The ugly man paused for a moment and continued, "We are here to collect debts. It is natural to pay back the debts."

"Is that right?" Lu Qing turned sideways slightly, blocking half of his body in front of Gu Guyu, and then turned his head and asked.

Gu Guyu nodded, not denying it. He just looked at her expression and seemed a little reluctant to speak.

"How much do you owe?" Lu Qing said lightly.

"Haha, what? Are you still there?" Huangmao was trying to get some trouble, and his mouth was quite broken.

This mouth is just like rented, and you can use it hard.

Actually, this little girl is a descendant of Gu Xiaowu after all, and Lu Qing is barely half of her ancestor. If he doesn't owe much and has enough cash in his pocket to pay it back, he will definitely not mind helping to pay it back.

After all, he is now free of food and accommodation, and he can find ways to make money again.

At worst, I will go to Mianhu to catch my own coffin tomorrow!

"Not much, I paid back a part of it, and I still owe 70,000 yuan." said the stubble man.

"That's it." Lu Qing said, but thought to himself: "So much!!!"

The stubble man continued: "Gu Guyu's grandmother was sick before. Until she passed away, she borrowed the medical expenses from us."

"Since you mean, are you still doing good deeds?" Lu Qing asked.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" the stubborn man waved his hand.

Lu Qing turned his head and looked at Gu Guyu and asked, "How many have you borrowed in total?"

Gu Guyu whispered: "Three...thirty thousand seven."

I borrowed a total of 37,000 yuan, and paid back a portion of it, and still owed 70,000 yuan?

"How long have you owe this money?" Lu Qing continued to ask.

"No less than three months," Gu Guyu answered honestly.

Lu Qing raised his eyebrows and said, "This is a quick turnover."

Huangmao stepped forward, pushed away the hand of the man who was blocking his stubble, and said, "Brother Hu, don't block me. I saw this kid thinking he was filming an idol drama and thinking of a hero saving the beauty. Who the hell are you? You are pretending to be here!?"

Huangmao relies on his young age to be [Development Level 2], and he is a bit brave and fierce.

"Lu Qing." Lu Qing spoke, but this was to say that he would tell Gu Guyu, and he would introduce himself to her.

"Lu Qing? I haven't heard of it!" Huangmao tilted her mouth and walked forward, preparing to give the man in front of her a little color.

Haha, no matter how handsome your face is, it must be not good-looking after swelling, hehehehe!

The yellow-haired fisted forward suddenly, and blue veins rose from his entire forearm.

"Shaking the City Fist." Lu Qing could see the yellow-haired martial arts at a glance.

This is a low-level martial art that is widely circulated and learned by many people who practice boxing when they are introductory.

Lu Qing has also practiced it, but he has only practiced the first three moves.

There are seven moves in this set of martial arts. The first three moves are particularly suitable for laying the foundation for beginners. The last four moves are different, with obvious disadvantages. They may easily leave hidden diseases after practicing for a long time.

For example... the middle finger will be significantly thicker.

Of course, in the eyes of some people, they may not think this is a bad thing.

Yellow-haired obviously hasn't even reached the entry-level level. People of this era seem to have not made any hard work in martial arts.

And Lu Qing is different.

Although his strength has not been restored now, his martial arts level is still there.

Now he is like a game account with a low level of character but his skills are full-level.

Lu Qing blocked Gu Guyu's face and punched, and it was also the first move of the city-shaking fist.

"A guy who has never heard of it is coming to show off his heroes. I think you are seeking death!" Huangmao's rented mouth didn't mean to stop.

But as Lu Qing's fist got closer, he suddenly realized that the other party and he used the same martial arts.

But the difference is that the blue veins that popped up on his forearm were like reptiles, and the blue veins of the other party were like dragons!

A sound of bone cracks sounded, and the yellow-haired man flew backwards.

Lu Qing closed his fists, a little irritable, and a little impatiently, and said:

"I heard about it now?"

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Chapter completed!