As soon as you enter Cuiweifang, you will see a spacious round jade platform. On the jade platform, a woman is playing the pipa. Elegant and exquisite tables and chairs are placed around it. Many onlookers are sitting there, listening carefully.

The performance on stage.

The sound of the pipa, big and small beads falling on the jade plate, was clear and sweet, and the guests in the audience were mesmerized by the sound.

In Ye Qing's imagination, Huafang should be similar to a brothel, noisy, lively, and wild. As soon as they come in, there are ragged and enthusiastic little sisters. The little sisters rush up to greet them and discuss the philosophy of life.

But the situation in Cuiweifang was very different from what he had imagined. Although all the women were dressed coolly, they were not naked. They behaved elegantly, behaved dignified, and were generous.

And all the guests also had clear eyes and looked straight away, enjoying the pipa music on the jade platform in silence.

The entire Cuiweifang is filled with an elegant and harmonious atmosphere.

"How many gentlemen, are you in the lobby or private room?" At this time, a maid came up and asked softly.

Chu Nianjiu replied: "I made a reservation for the private room upstairs at noon. My name is Chu Nianjiu."

The maid was slightly startled and her red lips slightly opened: "It turns out to be Mr. Wind Catcher. I have seen him before..."

Before the maid could finish her words, she was interrupted by Chu Nianjiu: "Okay, go and get us some pots of Cuiweiyu flower brew, and we can go up there ourselves!"

The maid bowed slightly and said respectfully: "Yes, my lords, please wait a moment!"

After the maid left, Chu Nian led Ye Qing and the others to the private room upstairs with ease.

Before the drinks arrived, Ye Qing and others were chatting and enjoying the singing and dancing in the lobby downstairs.

"Didn't you say that there is no more Cui Wei Yu Hua Yong? What is this?" Suddenly, a roar came from outside the door of the private room: "There are so many pots of Cui Wei Yu Hua Yong, how dare you lie to me that I said there is no more? You bastard, little maid

I can’t kill you!”

"Young Master Luo, please forgive me, these Cuiweiyu flower wine were ordered by the distinguished guests in the private room!" The voice of the maid before came from outside the door.

"Distinguished guest? What kind of bullshit distinguished guest? You want so much Cuiweiyuhuahua brew, don't you think you will die?" Er Shao Luo mocked loudly.

"Luo Feibai? What a fate!" In the private room, Ye Qing, Lin Yuhuai, Chu Nianjiu and others looked at each other and couldn't help but raise their eyebrows.

Yes, the man who calls himself Second Young Master Luo outside the door is none other than Luo Feibai, who slipped away in Jing'an Division during the day. Did he not expect to meet him here again tonight?

I have to say it’s fate!

"I want to see what kind of bullshit distinguished guest this is!"

"Second Young Master Luo, don't..."

"Go away!"

Outside the door, Luo Feibai walked up to the door angrily, kicked the door open, and sneered: "Who are you, dare to follow me..."

"Well……"

However, just in the middle of Luo Feibai's words, he stopped abruptly when he saw the people in the room clearly.

Like a noisy duck that was suddenly strangled by the neck, eyes wide open and silence fell.

In the room, Ye Qing and others all crossed their legs, half-smiling but not smiling, looking at Luo Feibai intently.

"Second Young Master Luo, please tell me, what exactly are we?" Wei Yue sneered, exerted force with his fingers, and the tea cup in his hand exploded.

"I..." Luo Feibai's face was pale and he couldn't say a word.

How could he be so unlucky? He was wronged in Jing'an Division this morning. He originally wanted to get drunk at Cuiweifang in the evening to relieve his boredom.

Unexpectedly, I encountered these evil stars again!

If they were just Wei Yueshan and Xu, then that would be fine. They were just captains. The Luo family was not afraid and could afford to offend them.

But the three envoys, like Chu Nianjiu and Lin Yuhuai, who hold real power, are not something the Luo family can afford to offend.

Or in other words, it can be provoked, but the cost is too high and the gain outweighs the loss.

Alas, the fleeting year is unlucky!

"Say, why don't you say it? Wasn't it pretty awesome outside just now?" Wei Yueshan mocked.

"I'm sorry, I made a mistake!" Luo Feibai gritted his teeth and apologized.

Wei Yueshan said disdainfully: "Is that all it takes to apologize?"

"Is it okay for me to give you a good beating and then say sorry?"

Ye Qing smiled slightly, this Wei Yueshan was indeed a disciple of Gu Sui and Tang Dynasty, his temperament and temperament were not much different.

However, such people are quite cute!

Luo Feibai's face turned livid and he said sternly: "Captain Wei, don't bully others too much?"

Wei Yueshan slapped the table and sneered: "Too much bullying? I'm just bullying you, so what?"

Luo Feibai suddenly raised his head, his face turned green and white for a while, but in the end he still didn't dare to say anything.

"Humph, you coward, you dare to frame me, the inspector of Jing'an Department, with a green onion stuck in his nostril, what kind of garlic is he pretending to be?" Wei Yueshan snorted coldly, with disdain on his face.

"Forget it Yueshan, his brother and I are friends anyway, forget it!" Seeing that it was almost done, Lin Yuhuai stopped Wei Yueshan.

"Humph, get lost!" Wei Yueshan waved his hand with a look of disgust on his face.

"Thank you, Mr. Lin, and Fei Bai bids farewell!" Luo Feibai cupped his hands and immediately turned around and left, not wanting to stay here at all.

"Humph, you are a coward. If you didn't have a good brother, you would have been killed long ago for your virtue!" Looking at Luo Feibai's back, Wei Yueshan stabbed him again.

Outside the door, Luo Feibai's body trembled, his fists were tightly clenched, the veins on his arms were exposed, and his expression was extremely ugly.

"Master, are you okay?" Next to Luo Feibai, a follower saw that Luo Feibai had been wronged and looked ugly, so he couldn't help comforting him.

"Go away, who the hell wants you to care about!" Luo Feibai roared and slapped the attendant on the chest. The attendant screamed and fell to the ground, angry and angry.

"Walk!"

Immediately, Luo Fei walked out without looking back.

However, just after taking two steps, Luo Feibai paused and suddenly fell down.

"Master..."

"Master..."

Several followers who were originally silent rushed to Luo Feibai's side, but there was no response no matter how they called.

Luo Feibai's eyes were open, his face was pale, his pupils kept shrinking, and finally he lost his energy.

"Young Master...is he dead?" One of the attendants took the courage to test Luo Feibai's pulse, but was so frightened that he squatted on the ground.

"The young master is dead!"

"The young master is dead!"

For a moment, everyone looked pale and at a loss.

The movement outside naturally attracted the attention of each private room, and people came out one after another. When they saw someone dead, they suddenly screamed and became confused.

"what happened?"

Suddenly, someone separated the crowd and asked sharply.

Several of Luo Feibai's followers subconsciously raised their heads. When they saw the person coming, they seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw and shouted: "Captain Li, Captor Li, my young master is dead!"

"Your young master?" Li Captou's name is Li Lang. He is a middle-aged man in his thirties. He has a majestic appearance and a strong aura. The moment he frowned, everyone around him couldn't help but take a step back: "Luo Er

few?"

"Is your young master Luo Feibai?"

"Yes!" the attendant responded.

Li Lang's heart skipped a beat. The Luo family was one of the famous aristocratic families in Luoshui. They started their business through water transportation. They had a strong family background, had friends from all three religions and nine schools, and were extremely powerful.

Luo Feibai is the legitimate son of Luo Chunchao, the head of the Luo family, and his death will definitely have a huge impact.

Big trouble!

Li Lang frowned. He just came to have a drink with a few brothers. How could he encounter such bad luck?

Although he was reluctant, Li Lang did not dare to neglect and ordered: "Come here, seal the scene. From now on, no one is allowed to leave Cuiweifang without my permission!"

"yes!"

Several police officers who came to drink with Li Lang also knew the seriousness of the matter and did not dare to neglect, so they left in response.

"Tell me carefully, what happened when Luo Feibai died?" After giving the instructions, Li Lang looked at several of Luo Feibai's followers, and then pointed at the man who had been beaten by Luo Feibai before.

The man asked: "Besides, what happened to him?"

Several followers did not dare to hide anything and recounted the story in all directions.

After listening, Li Lang thought for a while and asked: "You just said that before Luo Feibai's accident, he had a dispute with a guest in the private room over Cuiwei Yuhua Yong?"

"Yes..." Several followers hesitated and nodded. To be more precise, it was not a dispute, but a one-sided scolding!

"Let's go, take me to that private room!" Li Lang stood up and asked a few followers to lead the way towards the private room where Ye Qing was.

"Tsk, tsk, trouble is coming!" Ye Qing shrugged, picked up the freshly delivered Cuiweiyu flower wine, and took a sip. It was mellow in the mouth and had a long aftertaste. It was a good wine.

With their strength, they could naturally hear everything that happened outside the house clearly, except of course the death of Luo Feibai.
To be continued...