第九章难填之恨(1/20)

项少龙终在偏厅见到乌氏这没有王侯之名，却有王侯之实，操控着赵国经济命脉，以畜牧起家的超级大富豪。
                                                                                                                                                                项少龙亦从未见过比他更豪华的人。
                                                                                                                                                                这大腹贾身材肥大，像座肉山般横卧席上，挨在正为他采耳的美女怀内，另有四女则细心为他修磨指脚甲，那种派头排场，纵使帝皇恐怕亦只如是。
                                                                                                                                                                身上的黄色绵袍缠绕着一颗颗光彩夺目的明珠，奢华贵气，系腰的带子光芒闪烁，金箔银片，互相辉映。
                                                                                                                                                                卧处是高上三层的平台，台阶下十八名武士分列两旁，胆小者只看这等声势，已够心寒胆丧。
                                                                                                                                                                项少龙和陶方跪下叩礼时，乌氏坐了起来，挥退侍女，细长的眼瞪了开来，射出两道凌厉的目光，落在项少龙身上，打量了好一会后，冷哼道“项少龙你为何不敢接受连晋的挑战，是否只是虚有其名，空得一副威武的样子？”
                                                                                                                                                                项少龙为之愕然。
                                                                                                                                                                陶方待要进言。
                                                                                                                                                                乌氏暴喝一声，举手要陶方闭嘴。本已肥肿难分，在脸中间挤作一堆的五官更蹙聚起来，不悦道“连晋虽是不可多得的人才，终是卫人，非我族类。所以我特别嘱他向你挑战，好让我赵人一显威风，现在你竟临阵退缩，还有何话可说。”
                                                                                                                                                                项少龙心中暗骂，嘴上却不亢不卑道“少龙习的乃杀人之法，非是切磋较量之游戏技巧。”
                                    

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