Just as he raised the stick and was about to swing it at the woman, the force coming from the other end of the stick made him stagnate.

He looked back in confusion, and a well-dressed man appeared behind him with a smile.

"Brother Liu," Zhou Rong asked, holding one end of the stick tightly with one hand, "What's the big deal that makes you so angry?"

The swarthy man named Liu is the owner of Anping Hotel and also serves as a chef. I have also met his wife Zhou Rong, who is mainly responsible for cashier and guest registration.

Seeing Zhou Rong come forward to stop him, the man surnamed Liu looked slightly tangled, but he still refused to put down the stick in his hand and said in a low voice: "Brother Zhou, this matter has nothing to do with you, you don't have to worry about it."

When everyone thought that Zhou Rong would be a good person and would fight to the end, they didn't expect that Zhou Rong would let go of the wooden stick in his hand, nodded, and said "Okay."

The woman was driven away as expected.

She cried heartbrokenly, as if something really sad happened.

But perhaps because of Zhou Rong's appearance, the man surnamed Liu didn't go too far. At least he didn't hurt the woman with a wooden stick, he just drove her away.

While most people's attention was on the man and the miserable woman, Jiang Cheng was alone looking around. Chen Xiaomeng stared at him fiercely, as if she wanted to skin him alive.

Looking in the direction Jiang Cheng was looking, Chen Xiaomeng suddenly realized that there was another table of guests sitting there.

But unlike their behavior here, the guests at that table were very calm. They didn't even look here, they just lowered their heads to eat.

It was as if...it was commonplace for what just happened.

She withdrew her gaze and looked at Jiang Cheng again, who seemed to realize something. At the same time, he turned his head, blinked slowly, and looked at Chen Xiaomeng.

Later, Chen Xiaomeng's eyes widened.

She saw Jiang Cheng actually twisting his body, showing a shy look that wanted to resist but welcomed him.

A chill ran through her body like electricity, and Chen Xiaomeng suddenly felt that her whole body was not well.

After a moment of noise, the place became calm again.

The customers were still eating quietly. The shop owner, Brother Liu, seemed a little embarrassed. After driving away the middle-aged woman, he returned to the kitchen without even saying hello.

"What is this?" Benfu squatted down and picked up a piece of paper from the ground.

The piece of paper is not big, and when unfolded it is also a small corner. It should be a fragment of a whole piece of paper. It looks like it has been torn into pieces at the edges.

There are many pieces of paper like this on the ground.

Zhou Rong thought for a while and said, "Pick it up first and put it together to see."

When Jiang Cheng passed by here half an hour ago, the ground was still very clean. It seemed that these scraps of paper appeared not long ago.

Moreover, it is most likely related to middle-aged women.

Not shying away from others, after everyone was busy for a while, they spelled out the approximate appearance of the paper on an empty table in the middle of the hotel.

Above is...a portrait.

Since a few pieces are missing, only a rough outline can be seen.

After all, he is undoubtedly a man.

"Could this man be the woman's husband?" Jiang Zhongyi asked tentatively, "But he disappeared for some reason. The woman came here to find her husband with the portrait."

Reminiscent of the previous conversation between the middle-aged woman and the store owner, Jiang Zhongyi's statement is completely tenable.

"But... this is normal," Li Lu shrank her neck and glanced cautiously in the direction of the kitchen, as if she was worried that the shop owner would hear it, "but why would he treat a woman like this and drive her away?"

Forget it if you leave, why don’t you tear down the portrait too?”

Indeed, this approach is indeed excessive.

Moreover, the indifferent attitude of other guests was also very strange.

There must be something wrong here.

Penfold looked at the other two tables of guests, and after a while, he hesitated and said: "Do you want to ask..."

"don't want."

Zhou Rong and the old man Pei Qian spoke almost at the same time.

The two looked at each other, and Zhou Rong finally gave the reason, "The situation is unclear now, so it's best not to alert the enemy."

Yu Man smiled charmingly, stared at him, and said with frivolous eyes: "According to Mr. Zhou's intention, can this clue be ignored? Maybe..." She wrapped a hand around her hair, "This There might even be a clue to start the real mission.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Rong took a step back and gave up his position, "Miss Yu, please excuse me."

His attitude is very straightforward. If you don’t believe me, just give it a try.

Yu Man looked embarrassed for a moment, and then stopped talking.

She is not stupid, and naturally knows the risks of doing so. As for what she said just now, she did not say it out of sincerity, but it was just revenge for Zhou Rong's previous failure to give her any face.

But now...it makes it difficult for me to get off the stage.

Fortunately, Pei Qian stood up and said a few words, so the page was closed.

Pei Gan suggested that everyone leave here temporarily and look for clues outside. The middle-aged woman should not only come to Anping Hotel to find someone.

They can cut in from the perspective of irrelevant passers-by, which can also avoid unnecessary risks.

The old man's words made everyone nod their heads.

Only Jiangcheng doesn't have it.

This good-looking man seems to be a special being outside the entire group.

His standing posture was rather strange, with his upper body leaning forward, standing on tiptoes, and his eyes desperately looking in one direction, with a very rosy expression.

Because Penfolds was standing opposite Jiangcheng, he was the first to notice the abnormality.

He followed Jiang Cheng's line of sight in confusion until... he stopped at Yu Man's upper body.

Yu Man must have come out of the bar just now. She was only wearing a gauzy burgundy tube top dress, and she could see through the hazy... rough waves.

"Does it look good?"

Suddenly a gust of fragrant wind came to my ears.

Penfolds was so absorbed that he nodded subconsciously without thinking and licked his lips at the same time.

Then he felt a chill on the top of his head. The moment he looked away, Jiang Cheng stood angrily in front of him, holding his wig with his left hand, and with the curled fingers of his right hand, he gave him a hard slap on the head.

The force of this blow almost knocked him out.

"Abnormal!" Jiang Cheng, who was half a head taller than Ben Fu, was even more condescending at this moment, exuding the noble aura of a righteous person, "You actually spied on the beautiful Miss Yu!"

"Okay, okay," Pei Qian seemed to have nothing to do with Jiang Cheng, so he quickly stopped him and said, "Let's get down to business first, business is more important."

Jiang Cheng then groaned and let go of Penfolds.

After the group left the Anping Hotel, they walked aimlessly along the street. Benfu seemed to be frightened by Jiang Cheng. He covered the swollen bag on his forehead and followed the group in small steps.

His wig had been confiscated by Jiang Cheng and was currently in the latter's pocket, saying it was punishment for his obscene behavior.
Chapter completed!