Born in an ancient peasant family, the peasant girl became famous all over the world

Chapter 251: Brothel Scene 1

Jiang Yue and Zhang Yan found an empty seat and sat down in front of the window.

Jiang Yue raised her eyes and glanced around the brothel. The women were all very busy and no one came to talk to them.

There was only a purple-dressed lady with an outstanding temperament, drinking alone.

Just as Jiang Yue was wondering why she had so much free time,

When she turned around, she saw two old scars on his left cheek.

While Jiang Yue was observing, she found that Zhang Yan beside her was also staring at the woman in purple.

Moreover, there was a subtle and barely perceptible surprise in his eyes.

Before I asked, I heard him say:

"Jiang Yue, you are still young. You should stay away from places like this. I will take care of the rest."

Jiang Yue shook her head.

"No problem."

As soon as she finished speaking, she saw Zhang Yan stand up and walk towards the woman.

The woman raised her eyes slightly and glanced at Zhang Yan roughly. There was a hint of murderousness in her eyes.

As soon as Jiang Yue and Zhang Yan entered, she noticed them, but ignored them.

She looked at Zhang Yan, with a gentle smile on his scarred face.

"Sir, there are no girls available today. You should come back another day."

Her voice is gentle, soft and pleasant, with a pleasing magnetism.

After hearing this, Zhang Yan ignored the meaning of her words and just lowered his eyes to stare at the woman in front of him.

The woman has an outstanding temperament, cool and noble.

She doesn't look like a brothel girl, but more like a daughter of a noble family.

She is only about twenty-four or twenty-five years old, but she gives people the feeling that she has experienced a lot.

"There are no girls now, so...you come to keep her company." Zhang Yan met the woman's polite and distant eyes and smiled faintly.

The woman was calm and unmoved.

Jiang Yue almost choked on her own saliva after hearing Zhang Yan's words.

Not hearing the woman's reply, Zhang Yan said something for the first time.

"I wonder if the young lady would be so kind as to accompany you?"

The woman pursed her lips and fixed her gaze on Zhang Yan again.

Zhang Yan had a dull expression and looked easygoing, but even though he was dressed as a soldier, he couldn't hide his extraordinaryness.

He was not as rough as the people from Northern Yan, which made the woman feel as if she had an illusion.

But the illusion is only momentary.

"Look at my face, are you still interested in me accompanying you?"

Zhang Yan shook his head, "Yes!"

"Sir, I'm not feeling well tonight." The woman tried hard to hide her emotions.

Zhang Yan was embarrassed; the woman obviously misunderstood his intention.

He locked eyes with the woman. "Just talk with me, okay?"

Jiang Yue listened to the conversation between the two.

If she had not been in contact with Zhang Yan for half a year, she would have thought that Zhang Yan fell in love with her at first sight just by the tone of voice he used when talking to this woman.

"Okay!" After hearing this, the woman no longer refused.

Before she sat down, she just stood up and took the cup.

She filled Zhang Yan's glass first, then filled her own.

"please!"

She looked respectful, but Zhang Yan could see that she was being perfunctory.

Facing the wine glass raised by the woman, Zhang Yan also held up a wine glass.

The glasses clinked together, the woman took a small sip, and drank it with a smile.

Zhang Yan drank a glass of wine, turned his head to look at Jiang Yue, and seeing that she had not left yet, he just wanted to make sure she didn't lead her astray.

Then he looked at the woman again, his eyes fixed on her cheeks.

The woman lowered her eyes slightly, never willing to look up.

She didn't want to glance around at this dirty scene.

I also don’t want to look at Zhang Yan in front of me.

Over the years, she has come into contact with many people with beastly hearts, so naturally she would not think that Zhang Yan in front of her was a gentleman. At this moment, he was just smiling politely.

You can know a person’s face but not his heart. Some people are good at pretending.

"Bah, what bad luck!" He said angrily, and with a rustling sound, the teacups and food on the table beside him fell to the ground.

Then, there was another slapping sound, and a rough Beiyan man slapped the girl's petite face in front of him.

He knocked the girl to the ground.

The girl was lying on the ground, unable to get up from the beating.

Tears streamed down her face, but they did not make the man feel any sympathy for her. He just kicked her aside in disgust.

"You can't even pour a glass of wine!"

This scene deeply attracted the attention of Jiang Yue and Zhang Yan.

Jiang Yue looked carefully. The girl had her back to her and she was unable to take a good look at her. Now she realized that the girl was not very old.

Others acted as if nothing had happened.

Just because such things are too common.

The people around were still drinking and chatting happily. The little incident just now was not enough to affect them in the slightest.

Except for the same women, of course.

The girl who was beaten on the ground had tears in her eyes. She knelt on the ground and kept apologizing.

If she resisted, she would only implicate everyone.

No matter how bad your temper is, it will be tempered down to nothing here.

The woman opposite Zhang Yan had a forced smile on her cheeks, and the anger in her eyes was suppressed by her.

Jiang Yue glanced at the beaten girl and saw her struggling to get up from the ground, sobbing softly.

But just as she got up, the man grabbed her collar and dragged her into the room.

The woman sitting opposite Zhang Yan had already lowered her eyes slightly, not daring to look anymore.

Angry, so what? Anyone here can kill them as easily as killing an ant.

People die here almost every day.

"Let me go, let me go... Please, let me go..."

The girl's heart-wrenching cry was heard, and Jiang Yue wanted to rescue her and follow her quietly.

She and Zhang Yan made eye contact and nodded to each other.

The next moment, the girl struggled desperately.

But she was hit by the man again, which made her dizzy and her head buzzing. It seemed that the noisy laughter around her had disappeared, but she continued to beg for mercy.

The women around were angry but dared not speak out, and they became more and more timid inside.

"Please, let me go..."

"Shut up!" The man frowned as he listened to the girl's crying. He used one hand to lift the woman onto his shoulder.

In the entire Liangzhou city, no one who dared to resist him had even been born, let alone a little woman.

The man carried Hui'er into a house and threw her on the bed.

He followed suit and pressed down, but at that moment, he suddenly heard a hissing sound and felt a pain in his shoulder.

Miss Hui'er's white knife goes in, and the red knife comes out.

"Beiyan bastard, you're disgusting! Even if I die, I will never commit myself to a disgusting man like you!"

She seemed to have become a different person. Her words aroused the man's anger.

The man quickly drew out the curved knife from his waist and suddenly stabbed the girl in the chest.

The girl closed her eyes and went to die, she never thought about living.

But at the moment when the man stabbed,

Jiang Yue grabbed her wrist.

"Stop!" Jiang Yue's voice was cold. At this moment, the man beside her was no longer calm.

"How did you get in?" the man said, glancing at the window.

He wanted to pull his hand away, but failed, and the expression on his face became distorted.

He pulled his hand back again, but Jiang Yue exerted force and reversed it.

There was a crisp sound.

"Ah..." The man cried out in pain. His wrist was broken...