Translator: Lan _ Editor: Efydatia As he walked out of the room, Bu Qinglu stopped him and put a pair of big black sunglasses on his nose.
"Are you crazy? Why are you wearing sunglasses in the middle of the night? "
"Put your ear closer to me. Hurry up! I'll bring him here soon!"
Qin Guan's eyes were wide open behind the sunglasses.
After a while, Qin Guan's eyes were wide open behind his sunglasses. Your Master Pao really knows how to play!
I like it though.
Qin Guan held onto the wall and walked back into the room. Why did he walk like that? Wearing a pair of sunglasses in the middle of the night would be too dark.
He quickly found himself a long stool and sat down in front of the square square table. It was in this dim little room that they welcomed the guests that they had captured through the method of capture that night and needed to be warmly welcomed.
Just as the neighbors had said, two suspicious people dressed in black were thrown into the house by the crowd.
Let's not talk about the two of them attracting hatred. Black shirts, black trousers, and a dark grey tie.
Qin Guan was wearing underpants and a singlet, so she didn't find him pleasing to the eye.
Therefore, these two people who were surrounded in this empty room, after the surrounding people quietened down, trembling, they raised their heads.
"Who are you? Don't you know that what you are doing is dangerous? You are about to break the law! "
"I advise you, no matter what you plan to do, it's best to stop now …"
The leader, who was slightly bolder than the rest, raised his head and saw the face of the person sitting in the main seat in front of them.
Then, his mouth, which was originally as sharp as a machine gun, lost its original function. It opened helplessly and could only be used for a ride in the wind.
His eyes, which were filled with killing intent, had completely switched channels. He was no longer ferocious. Instead, his eyes were dull like the eyeballs of a dead fish, motionless.
There were three men in the room, one on the left and one on the right, one fat and one thin. The two in the middle were wearing white shirts and black trousers. Their necks were embroidered with Taoism and Righteousness, and their collars were embroidered with a tiger and a leopard.
His black pointy leather shoes shone brightly under the dim light bulb. Horizontal Blade immediately held onto the handles on both sides of the chair. He slowly touched the head of the chair while he stared at himself with great interest.
As for the person sitting on the octagonal chair between the two of them, he was even more extraordinary.
His face was as white as jade and his posture was as straight as a pine tree. He didn't move at all, but he had an indescribable charm.
Just now when they came in, the mysterious man sitting in the middle had taken two steps. As a person who relied on observing other people's expressions for a living, he had clearly observed it.
Everyone had a different way of walking.
Some of them were as stiff as wood. Every step they took made a squeaking sound.
Some of them were graceful and graceful, and with every step they took, their gentleness seeped into their hearts.
However, the way the person in front of him walked was different from the others.
There was an indescribable grace to it. It was not delicate, but it was hard to say whether it was rough or rough.
With an indescribable atmosphere, it was as if every two steps he took were filled with an indescribable charm.
When he was sitting there, as long as he wanted to, he could make the whole world notice his existence. And if he didn't want to, no one could resist and not notice his charm.
Calm and tranquil, yet reserved and unparalleled elegance.
Of course, the leader of the men in black was too busy looking at Qin Guan's face. When he came back to his senses, he saw a different scene.
The one sitting in the middle, from the neck up, was definitely a rich young master. Forgive his poor eyesight, but he might be a young and promising entrepreneur from some family.
But looking at the lower part of this person's neck, he was wearing a singlet and shorts, which was the standard of an ordinary citizen.
It wasn't that successful people didn't wear underpants, but no one would wear underpants when talking to someone, right?
Besides, the man in black looked down at Qin Guan's feet. Wow, they are so handsome!
Pfft!
No! He was even wearing a pair of slippers! Plastic slippers too!
The man in black was relieved. He was no longer squatting on the ground. He tidied up his black tie and waved at Qin Guan.
"Let's talk, bro."
"I don't care what you do. From the looks of it, you must be the reinforcements invited by the old neighbors here, right?"
Speaking up to this point, the black-clothed man chuckled softly. He used his tongue to wipe away the dust that had gathered on his teeth due to the dispute just now. Then, he spat out the sand and stones in his mouth towards the ground beside him without hesitation.
"To be honest, I've come into contact with people like you before. Tell me, where are you from in Sijiu City?"
"Do the Cannon of the East District know that you are here?"
"I'm sure you are not from this area. Otherwise, why would you come here?"
Bu Qinglu grinned, while Wang Hailiang, who had been impatient for a long time, stood up from the stool and kicked the black-clothed man.
"I hate talkative people like you. You don't even know what's going on!"
"Ouch!"
That person was also flexible. He hugged his head and rolled on the ground. He immediately changed his words, "Master! You are the master now! "
Wang gritted his teeth at the shameless man. Before he could kick him again, Qin Guan asked him a question behind him.
"Brother Wang, we don't beat people. We should be civilized and law-abiding citizens. Wait for my question. If he is not satisfied..."
"Then let's beat him to death!"
"Come on!"
Listening to the good-looking man in the middle say such inhumane words, as a follower of the leader of the black-clothed group, he couldn't help but feel smug.
Then, the man in the middle of the main hall continued to speak without a trace of anger.
"I'll ask and you answer."
"What do you do for a living?"
The leader of the black-clothed men had already climbed up from the half-rolling state at this time. He had just adjusted his squatting position. Who would have thought that his companion beside him could not wait to answer for him instead?
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