By decree and pro

18 kiss

"Thanks to your 'blessing', I'm fine." Yan said with a smile, with a knife in his eye.

Usman sat up and patted the empty seat beside him: "Come, come and sit."

"Aren't I the assassin who committed the crime? How dare I sit with you." Yan said with a fake smile, "Your Majesty, do you want to buy a beast heart or a beast treasure?"

"How much is a can?"

"It's not expensive, just a piece of horseshoe gold." Yan smiled gently.

"What?" Jinayali's eyes widened, "How can such an expensive animal treasure? You should be a diamond stud!"

"Yan, are you trying to trick me?" Usman asked with his head tilted.

"How could it be? What I can show you is naturally a good thing selected from thousands of people." Yan is now more eloquent than Hua Peacock, "As the saying goes, you get what you pay for, and you get what you pay for, your lord, Don't look away."

"Such a good product, I have to take a closer look at it." Usman nodded with a smile.

Yan looked at Jinayali, and she was about to reach out to take it, when Usman said, "Yan, this king is calling you."

"Go quickly." Jinayali put down her hand and stared at Yan.

"Your Majesty, are you not afraid that I will hide some 'surprise' gifts for you now?" Yan's words were full of guns and sticks, but there was no shortage of smiles on his face.

"You are dressed like this, and you can still hide a dagger?" Usman smiled slightly, "Do you think this outfit is just for the convenience of profiting? Those rich businessmen are very afraid of assassins."

Is that so... Yan thought secretly, looking at the seemingly unguarded Colosseum, in fact, there are mysteries everywhere.

Moreover, this leather skirt is very smooth and has no pockets inside. All the money they collect can only be placed in the tray, so beware of their hidden money for sale.

"Could it be that you are still afraid that the king will take advantage of you?" Usman continued, staring at the colorful paint on Yan's body.

"How could it be?" Yan walked forward with a wooden tray in his hand, "Even for a great person like Your Majesty, it would be difficult to live without an arm."

The implication is that if you dare to mess around, I will take off one of your arms.

"Don't be rude!" Jinayali scolded angrily.

"It's just a kind reminder, how could it be rude?" Yan smiled slightly, and handed the heavy wooden tray forward.

"What are these?" Usman looked at the sealed cans.

"Beast heart and beast treasure, your majesty doesn't know?"

"Of course I know, but I don't know what kind of beast's treasure it is. Open the jar and let me have a look."

Yan frowned slightly, but the monarch naturally wanted to open it, so Yan put down the tray for now, and then picked up one of the jars.

"Want a knife?" Usman handed him a small fruit-peeling knife.

"No need." Yan pinched the iron cover sealed with a thick layer of wax, and twisted it open with a click.

"You have good hands."

"When I was in the Death Row Tower, I used the big top whenever I had nothing to do, and I developed my arm strength." Yanpi smiled and handed the jar to Usman.Even the frozen animal treasures still had a strong fishy smell.

Seeing that Usman's nose wrinkled from the fumes, Yan felt happy.

"Okay." Usman said.

"Huh? This is enough to take a look? Your lord, why don't you take a look again." Yan deliberately put the smelly jar under Usman's nose, "Why don't you try the taste?"

After a fat customer bought the animal treasure before, he opened it and ate it raw, which made Yan almost spit it out.

"You can tell it's fresh when you smell it, and it looks like a tiger's beast." Usman raised his hand to hold the smelly jar that was about to hit his nose and mouth, and his cool fingertips covered his flaming skin. finger.

Yan pulled his hand as if being touched by a snake letter, Usman's hand also let go, and the jar fell straight down.

"Ah!" Yan reacted very quickly and squatted down to fish, holding the bottom of the tank firmly with his right hand. At the same time, Usman also bent down and held the back of Yan's hand.

"Aren't you..." Yan felt that Usman was touching his hand on purpose, and raised his head angrily, but Usman lowered his head to speak, and the two of them collided impartially.

This collision was like thunder and fire, and Yan's heart collapsed extremely.

Especially this "kiss", no matter how you look at it, he "bumped" into it on his own initiative.

Yan was cracked from the heart to the outer shell, falling apart.

But the reaction of the body was faster than the consciousness. Yan pushed Usman's shoulder away, holding the jar firmly with his right hand, then he stood up straight and stared at Usman.

"You..." Usman smiled secretly, but hesitated to speak.

"I didn't do it on purpose." Yan said, and wiped his lips, "Your Majesty, do you want more animal treasures?"

"Yes." Usman said, "I want all the ones in your hand and the ones on the wooden plate."

Now it was Yan's turn to be stunned, and asked back: "Both?"

"En." Usman nodded with a smile, very chic.

The attendant at the side stepped forward and took away the animal treasure jar from Yan's hand. Yan's hand was finally empty, and he felt relieved, but he still didn't dare to take it lightly.

"Tell the imperial kitchen to stew animal treasure soup today." Usman looked at Yan with a smile and said, "Shuangya likes to eat those things the most."

"Shuangfang? Didn't you eat it?"

"Yan, even if this king doesn't use those, he can still hold on until dawn..." Usman smiled charmingly.

"Perseverance?" Yan was stunned, suddenly understood, and blushed immediately, he still underestimated the extent of Usman's shamelessness.

"Your Majesty, this item has already been given, it's time to pay." Yan wanted to take the money and leave, he didn't want to stay here any longer, he had to go back and wash his mouth.

Usman nodded, and Jinayali took out a leather purse adorned with jewels from his waist, and took out a particularly delicate silver note from it.

"It's asking for so much money, I've never seen a businessman as shady as you." Jinayali didn't forget to complain when she handed the banknote to Yan.

"Where, I'm just doing as Romans do." Yan replied with a smile, making Jinayali's eyes so angry that he would have drawn his sword if Usman hadn't been present.

"The villain will leave." The business is done, there is no need to stay here, after Yan bows and salutes, he will leave.

"Yan." Usman suddenly stopped him.

Yan was beating drums in his heart, but he had to stop the steps he had already taken.

"This king is still waiting for your change of heart," Usman said, with a bit of sincerity in his eyes, "As long as you are willing to come to this king, let alone this bank note, this king's treasury can be yours." of."

Yan stared at Usman, and said after a while, "I wonder how many treasuries you have? After all, there are so many people, I'm afraid it's not enough."

Usman obviously didn't understand what Yan meant, and his brows frowned.

"Don't you know what I'm talking about?" Yan Yi said with a smile, "Yes, I only hear newcomers laughing but old ones cry."

What Yan alluded to was the beast fighter that Hua Kongque mentioned just now. He must have been abducted into the harem by Usman in the same way, right?The so-called favor is nothing more than a novelty.

Although he knew that Usman had no morals at all, but knowing these things from Hua Peacock's mouth, Yan felt really uncomfortable.

Perhaps his side, whether it is father, father or brother, are all single-minded people.

Yan can't accept this kind of fast-talking, sweet-talking person, and even dislikes being friends, let alone being a husband and wife.

Before Usman could speak again, Yan turned and walked out of the wing.

Jinayali's hand was already on the handle of the knife, as long as the king opened his mouth, Yan could be stopped.

But Usman didn't speak, just sat there, playing with the tip of his index finger.

There was a small black spot on the fingertip, as if it had touched some kind of stain.

"Your Majesty, you are pampering him too much!" Jinayali said, "How can he talk to you in such a tone, it's too presumptuous! He doesn't take you seriously at all."

"Zina Yali," Usman asked suddenly, "In your opinion, is he hating me?"

Jinayali was stunned, no, she was completely dumbfounded - isn't this a stone on the Gobi Desert, it's obvious.

"Impossible," Usman said to himself without waiting for Jinayali to speak, "I have treated him well, I know he is coming to sell things today, so I came here specially to wait for him, by the way, he just returned Kiss the king."

"Your Majesty, are you putting eyeliner around him?" Jinayali was more concerned about this.

Usman didn't answer, but stood up and said, "I'm tired, I'm going back."

"Your Majesty, you haven't come to the court these days, and you say you are tired every day, but I see that you are not tired..."

"Yali, you talk more and more." Usman frowned slightly, "Don't be presumptuous."

Jinayali suddenly stopped speaking, knelt down and said, "I'm disrespectful, I hope you will forgive me."

When Usman walked past Jinayali, he reminded her: "The matter of Yan is my king's private matter, you don't want to interfere, otherwise, even if it is you, this king will never show mercy."

"..." Jinayali knelt there, Usman walked for a long time, but she didn't get up, only her shoulders were trembling.

The beast fighter who played before was defeated by the majestic lion. After being played by the lion like a cat catching a mouse, the beast fighter was bloody and bloody, and he couldn't even look like a human being.

Several armored beast fighters came on stage, holding spears and working together to drive the lion back to the Beast Trapping Tower.

Immediately, there was an overwhelming booing from the auditorium, and some people got up and threw all the food and drink in their hands into the venue!

This Colosseum is high and wide, unless you have amazing arms or get close enough to throw things into the arena, otherwise they will all fall on the unlucky ones who are downwind.

So the reckless guy below jumped up and yelled at the top, not only did not restrain himself, but also fanned the flames, lest the world would not be chaotic: "You fucking have the guts to come up and scold! I did it so hard that your mother wouldn't even dare!" Recognize!"

The people who were full of people were beaten up and down, and one person rushed up to find a fight, and a group of people were knocked upside down and complained endlessly.

When Yan went up, he didn't feel that the stairs here were difficult, but when he walked down, he realized what it means to be "easy to go up the mountain and difficult to go down". Although it is easy to go down, the steps are almost vertical, and from time to time because of fights But the crowd of people pushing over and the garbage flying in the air were really struggling.

Yan couldn't understand their wuliwala dialect, he just felt that there were countless big cymbals and gongs banging in his ears, making him dizzy and tinnitus.

Yan tried his best to push through the crowd and walked down, somehow thinking of Usman.

Just now Usman was sitting on the gold-coated and silver-coated soft table, looking very relaxed, especially his hands, the fingers with precious jewels intertwined... looked like they were carved out of flawless white jade , the joints are beautiful, and the fingertips are still slightly red.

During the conversation, Usman seemed to be rubbing the tip of his index finger, just like Helen Uro rubbing the tip of his index finger after being burned...

Yan was a little puzzled, why did he associate the two of them together?No matter in terms of appearance or conduct, they are two completely different people.

Although Helen Uro's appearance is very dark, like a crow staring at carrion, which makes people respectful, but in fact he has an empty air, and has nothing else to do but fill his stomach.

It's not like Usman, who looks like a man, but is very obscene on the inside. Just now, he brazenly said about perseverance... Huh, Yan sneered and thought: "Sure enough, I have done too many kidney and kidney problems."

Yan found that his dislike for Usman was like a ladder that went up in a straight line. When the day when there was no way to go up, he would definitely fix Usman severely. At that time, he would not care whether Usman was the West King Liang, it's still Sheng Xuexue.

Yan thought of Usman, who made him angry, and the pace of descending accelerated unknowingly. A group of people beside him started fighting for some reason. Just leave a path.

"Exactly." Yan didn't know and smiled, and was about to pass quickly, but whoever hit him hard on the back!