All the bosses followed Mr. Liu upstairs.

Then the ten bodyguards were divided into two. Five of them, including Mr. Liu's two personal bodyguards, went up together, and the remaining five stayed downstairs, stayed in the middle hall, guarding the rest of the crew.

Meng Fushan naturally stayed among the crew. He leaned against the handrail of the stairs and wanted to take out the cigarette from his pocket. His fingers bent and stretched out his pockets, and then slowly pulled them out.

Is that silver mask? Is it Ho Ranyin?

If so, how will he pass this?

Huo Ranyin appears here, does Ji Xun know? Is it another backup plan for Ji Xun?

So Ji Xun, where are you now?

The 3.5th floor that belongs to Mr. Liu, from decoration to furnishings, highlights Mr. Liu’s personal taste everywhere. Western court paintings and Eastern samurai helmets are arranged in scattered between them, and it is not that they are messy. I think it is the master’s ingenuity, which combines two completely different styles well.

Mr. Liu's waiting room is very large, and the bosses are still very wealthy while sitting apart.

Instead of finding a seat like other bosses, the Silver Mask came to a corner of the room and admired the set of porcelain placed on the shelves.

The inner walls of this group of porcelain are naturally milky white, while the outer walls are painted with colorful patterns, which is a Ukiyo-e painting of the Golden Temple trapped in a fire.

"You? You like porcelain too?" A voice came from beside him.

Silver Mask turned around and found that when did you know? Mr. Liu came beside him. Mr. Liu was the focus of everyone? When he came, the eyes of others also turned around.

"No? I like it. I've seen it a little bit?" said Silver Mask.

"Do you know what kind of porcelain this is?" Mr. Liu asked, signaling that the silver mask can be used to? Pick it up and take a look.

"The porcelain color is natural and milky white, with good light transmission." The silver mask picked up the fire-burning temple porcelain and put it in front of you, "It's bone porcelain."

Mr. Liu smiled slightly, and his eyes revealed approval: "I see it very accurately."

"What is bone porcelain?" The short boss is not? He is afraid of self-destruction of his shortcomings. Anyway, there are many knowledge in the world, so who can be omniscient and omnipotent?

"It is a kind of porcelain made of add cattle and sheep bone meal." The answer to the short boss was the boss of radish. He seemed to know a lot about bone porcelain. At this time, he reached out to the porcelain held in his hand. Unfortunately, his ten fingers became more and more coarse and benzene because of the illness and edema. It was really incompatible with the delicate and delicate porcelain.

The boss of radish looked at his hands, then looked at the slender fingertips of the silver mask that complemented the exquisite porcelain, shook his head regretfully, retracted his hands, and signaled that the silver mask continued to hold it, and began to explain: "Follow the quality of the bone porcelain, whether it is correct, whether it is bright and translucent, whether it is good, whether it is crisp, or not. From this cup..."

The boss of Radish asked the silver mask to put the bone porcelain cup on the light bulb in turn, and then gently tapped the cup wall. Seeing the soft and bright cream as soft as cow cream, and as thin as gauze under the light, he listened to the sound of the jade-like tapping sound, and praised:

"It's a treasure among bone porcelain! This is the first time I have seen such a perfect porcelain, which has surpassed my collection in my room. Which master craftsman? Is it?"

"Maybe it's good, the materials are good." Silver Mask said with a smile.

"There is also a possibility." The radish boss nodded frequently, "A material is better than beef and sheep bone meal..."

"Human bone."

"..." The scene seemed to be quiet.

The silver mask was as unconscious as it was, and the tone was still light: "Man is the spirit of all things. Human bones must be better than chemicals and cattle and sheep bones. Like this cup, perhaps it was because it sucked the soul of a person, and it bloomed with such a beautiful luster. Mr. Liu, what do you think?"

"I want me to say," Mr. Liu, "this is a good idea."

Having said that, the bodyguard who went to the reception room to prepare came out: "Sir, OK."

"So everyone, let's start now." Mr. Liu said to everyone, his eyes turned and fell on the silver mask, "Sir, please first?"

"I'm a newcomer and I'm young, and all of them are my seniors." Yinmask declined, "I'll ask you first, I'll be with you for the last seat."

Mr. Liu did not object.

He smiled and gave the boss of radish standing next to him a gesture of asking for help.

Boss Luo also bowed and went in with Mr. Liu.

The bosses in the waiting room went in one after another, but they didn't come out again after entering. Of course, it was Mr. Liu who swallowed up the people who entered one by one. Obviously, there was another door in the reception room. The bosses who entered left the other door!

Seeing that fewer and fewer people were around, the short boss sat next to the silver mask.

"First time here?"

"first."

"I saw this as soon as I came," the short boss sighed, "Is there any luck? Good."

"Good is where misfortune lies, and misfortune lies where good fortune is to rely."

"?"

"On the surface, it depends on whether you are lucky? Well, but in fact, it may not be."

"...Little brother," said the short boss, "Since just now, I wanted to say, look at you, this old god is still afraid of the world's chaos, are you? You are on the shore? You are excited when you see the corpse, and happy when you see the blood?"

“…”

"No? No? No? Don't worry, I didn't ask about your true identity." The short boss changed his tone, "Who do you think Mr. Liu is?"

"The owner of the ship." Silver Mask didn't know what the short boss meant, so he replied perfunctorily.

"Wonderful." No? I thought of the short boss but applauded gently, "Well said, he is just the owner of the ship."

After saying that, the short boss who had sat down actually stood up and left.

Now that the silver surface is a bit difficult to understand, I thought about it a few times, and then I understood it, and just smiled secretly:

One report back and forth, I started? I didn’t want to pay attention to it? He said a sceptical proverb, and he also started a puzzle with me - Mr. Liu is just the owner of the ship, no, our owner. He only cares about the ship, no, and we care about us. So, we don’t? We must completely listen to Mr. Liu’s words and unite well...

The short boss left the silver mask. Not long after, the silver mask was left in the entire waiting room. The originally small space became more and more empty, empty and quiet, as if you could hear your heartbeat gradually becoming rapid.

The closed door of the reception room opened again, and a bang sounded like a drumstick hitting the heart.

The bodyguard came out: "Sir, please."

The silver mask didn't stand up right away.

He hugged his arms with his hands and his palms were hidden under his arms, silently, but hard, holding his hands and elbows.

"Sir?" The bodyguard approached faintly.

No? They were guarding the door of the reception room? The bodyguards in front were scattered in the waiting room. These bodyguards were bulging on their waists and each of them wore guns.

No? Can you delay any more.

Silver mask stands up.

He entered Mr. Liu's reception room.

The bodyguard followed in, closed the door, and stood behind Mr. Liu.

In addition to this bodyguard who opened the door and closed the door, there is another bodyguard who always stood behind Mr. Liu.

These two people... can be seen that they have all guns and have experienced many battles.

To solve them, 1vs2, sneak attacks are OK; head-on confrontation, there is no advantage in things, the chance of winning is really not big; of course, if there is a gun in your hand...

If you have a gun, you will be able to come and go freely on and off the boat.

Unfortunately, the security check on the ship is too strict.

If you turn against each other later, the shelter and life path of this room...

"Please." Mr. Liu poured him a cup of tea.

He was just asking him to take off his mask with politeness.

Silver Mask lowered his eyes and looked at the clear tea for two seconds, raised his hand, took off his mask, and then he looked at it again, and saw that Mr. Liu's pupils tightened instantly...
Chapter completed!