When I came out of the room carrying a long bundle, the sound of silk and bamboo was still coming from the hall, and there was no sign of the commotion or chaos I was worried about.
He only heard a few fragments of the conversation. Ning Yi was actually not sure whether those people were talking about "Qin Siyuan" and whether they would do something unpleasant to everyone. He thought and heard something wrong.
, that is also possible.
He also hopes that this is the case. The Zhuji store has just opened and cannot withstand too many troubles. Moreover, the ordinary days have passed for a long time. He also feels that this speculation in his heart is a bit coincidental. But that
Helping people does give him a bad feeling. He is not afraid of ten thousand, but is afraid of the eventuality.
From here, when you reach the corner of the corridor, the door in front has been opened again, and several people walked out of it, all heading towards the outside platform. There are five people in this group, except Ning Yi, who has already seen
There is a burly man, a tall, thin and strong man and a noble son. The other two are also quite tall. Both of them are wearing fur coats and wearing short clothes. One of them has a scar on his face, and the other is slightly fatter.
, but he also seems to be strong and tall.
These people looked like traveling people or business travelers. They looked at Ning Yi when they went out, but they didn't care.
There were many people walking or standing on the platform around the hall, and there were also waiters from the restaurant walking around. Song Qian also followed Ning Yi's instructions and stood near the stairs, cracking melon seeds in his hand. Five
The individual walked out of the corridor on the second floor and stood on the platform overlooking the hall for a while, looking around. Ning Yi followed them out and winked at Song Qian to indicate the person who needed attention.
A waiter carrying a tea tray passed by. Ning Yi leaned towards the railing, squeezed the tall and thin man who was paying attention below, and then smiled and said: "Sorry, sorry." The tall and thin man glanced at
He glanced over a little and saw that the noble master was probably talking to the companion next to him. When he saw someone approaching, he shut up. After Ning Yi walked away, he lowered his head and continued.
After walking past Song Qian, Ning Yi went down the stairs. Yunzhu and Mr. Qin were still at the table relatively far away at this time. Ning Yi did not want to attract attention at this time to prevent Yunzhu or Mr. Qin from saying hello to him.
He blended into the crowd and looked back. On the platform, the five people were still looking down at the railing, frowning and talking.
In the lively hall, people come and go, and the music is pleasant, and there are no signs that anything is going to happen. Over there is Mr. Qin, who has always behaved aloof from the world, but his life situation has changed a little recently.
, I came here today just to sit in this newly opened restaurant. Ning Yi took a breath and found it difficult to grasp the thoughts in his heart. He turned his head to look at the people he knew around him, but the workers here knew him.
After all, it wasn't much. It took a long time to find a waiter, and he pulled him into the corner to give some instructions. Before he finished speaking, he saw the masked Yuan Jin'er standing by the corner window not far away.
, glanced at him a few times, then came over here and showed a smile.
"Ning Yi, what are you doing? Have you seen Sister Yunzhu?"
"Saw it."
"Well, she's right over there." Jin'er pointed to Yunzhu through the crowd, "The old man from the Qin family is here too. By the way, that old man Qin... has a lot of status, right?
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"That's right..." Ning Yi looked at her doubtfully, "Is something wrong?"
"It's okay." Yuan Jin'er obviously had something on her mind, but she nodded and smiled simply but cunningly. Even if she had something, it probably wasn't important. Ning Yi looked sideways and upwards, and suddenly frowned.
, the five people seemed to have discussed the matter, one of them nodded and started walking towards the stairs. The noble master was still pointing and giving instructions to the other three people. At the entrance of the stairs, Song Qian turned his head and looked towards Ning Yi.
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Behind him, Yuan Jin'er asked: "You have something to do with Zheng Quan..." Zheng Quan was the name of the waiter who was called by Ning Yi.
Ning Yi suddenly turned his head and gestured to the waiter named Zheng Quan: "Go and stop the tall man with the scar on his face. Remember to apologize." At the same time, he also glanced at Song Qian.
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Song Qianben was standing at the entrance of the stairs. At this time, he turned around and went down to the hall first. The man with the scar on his face followed him downstairs. Halfway through, the waiter Zheng Quan, who was carrying a tea tray, greeted him. The two of them were on the stairs.
They moved a little to the left, a little to the right, and finally collided with each other. All the tea and cakes on the plate fell out.
It was just a small thing. The waiter apologized quickly, picked up the rag hanging on his body and began to wipe the water stains on the other party's clothes. The scar-faced man looked at the situation in the hall and impatiently wanted to refuse and walked downstairs, but
In a moment, he was blocked by the waiter several times. The four people still above also noticed the situation on the stairs. They glanced at it, but did not take it to heart. The noble man continued to speak. At this time, the small stage in front of the hall
On the stairs, the invited singer was singing a song "Pipa Song". Just when "The ice spring is cold and the strings are condensed, and the condensation can't make the sound clear." Song Qian walked through the hall and walked to Mr. Qin's side.
He leaned down.
On the platform, the noble master stopped talking and stood up straight while looking there. Several people around him, including the scarred man on the stairs, also looked over there. Ning Yi looked over here from the side.
His brows furrowed and his chest felt heavy. Behind him, Jin'er chirped something.
The singer's piano music slowed down and she sang, "Don't be sad and resentful. Silence is better than sound at this time." She pressed her fingertips, paused the music slightly, and scanned the hall. At the table in front, Song Qian was already there.
After finishing talking to Mr. Qin, he held Mr. Qin's arm and stood up. When he turned around and was about to walk out, he turned around and glanced at the platform above. He pulled Mr. Qin and strode forward. Above him, the most burly figure
The heroic man's figure suddenly straightened up, and the wooden railing he was holding suddenly cracked.
Ning Yi took a deep breath in the corner, and behind him Jin'er softly exclaimed "Yeah", not knowing what he was talking about. In the hall, the strings trembled.
The song suddenly became more urgent, singing: "The silver bottle is broken, water slurry bursts out, the cavalry protrudes, swords and guns roar..."
Over there, Song Qian and Mr. Qin passed through the crowd. Yunzhu, who was wearing a plain white dress, didn't know what happened. He stood up in confusion and looked around. On the stairs, the waiter named Zheng Quan rolled away.
Go down. Not many people noticed this at the first time. Only Ning Yi in the corner suddenly took a step back: "Fuck you..."
The scar-faced man rushed down the stairs. The tall and lanky man and the fatter man next to the noble master rushed to both sides and took the stairs in front of him. The speculation in his heart was finally put to death at this moment, and Fang Fang Jin
But Er didn't know what he saw, and said: "It's really here, it's really here..." Ning Yi just shouted in a low voice: "Find a place to hide!"
Before he finished speaking, there was a loud bang in the hall. Below the platform, a table suddenly seemed to explode. Various things were scattered in the dust, and the people sitting around were caught off guard and fell around.
After going out, something flew across the hall from the air and went straight to where Mr. Qin and Song Qian were, but in the end it was not accurate enough and hit a man sitting nearby, pushing him to the ground more than two meters away.
Not many people could realize what was happening. The singing on the stage was still going on. Only Ning Yi, who had been paying attention to the top, could roughly figure it out. At this moment, the scar-faced man was rushing into the crowd.
A tall and thin man and a stout man with a slightly fat figure rushed down from different stairs. The tallest man next to the noble gentleman actually kicked a large section of the railing and threw it towards Song Qian with a wave of his hand.
He went over and jumped down the hall, landing on the table below, smashing the Eight Immortals table to pieces.
Someone was knocked out.
The shout of "Ah——" was heard at this moment.
Being in the middle of the game, it may be difficult to understand what happened for a while, but chaos eventually broke out. There were already a lot of people in the hall, plus the clerks walking around, and the various tables and chairs were arranged in a mess.
Crowded. If you look at it from above, the crowd seems to have been broken into four obvious traces. The four people following the noble master are all burly Northeastern men, even if one of them looks tall and thin to Ning Yi
, but the thin character actually came from the other party's astonishing height. These people rushed towards Song and Qin who were heading towards the gate like a chariot. The guests who could not escape were pushed to the ground.
, tables and chairs were also smashed and kicked away.
"Old thief Qin—" in the chaos, the burliest man shouted violently, "Watch me take your life!"
The music had stopped, and the singer on the small stage stared dumbfounded at everything in the hall. The noble prince had also rushed down with the four people. Although he was dressed luxuriously, he had the same fierce aura on his face.
He took out a sword and followed closely. He glanced sideways in one direction, and then stared in the direction of Song and Qin.
In the chaotic hall, Yunzhu, who was wearing white clothes and a white skirt, was standing in front of the Eight Immortals table. He still couldn't figure out why such a thing happened. Everything happened too fast. Not far away, a sturdy man with a slightly fat figure
She rushed forward, and the next moment, the table of Eight Immortals in front of her was blown away with a bang, and her hand was hit. She let out a low cry, and a big hand grabbed her from the front.
Just now on the platform above, several people were paying attention to Qin Siyuan, and naturally they also noticed the woman sitting with Qin Siyuan. The strong man's momentum was like a chariot. When he saw it, his arms were about to grab her neck, but there was a wave of force.
The force pulled her body sideways, and at the same moment, a piece of bamboo seemed to almost rush out from her ear, heading towards the fat man's head and face.
Ning Yi grabbed Yunzhu's shoulder with one hand and pulled her body to one side. The tail of the musket held in his other hand had the burning light spot extending into the barrel.
The fat man's pupils dilated for a moment.
There was a loud bang. It was deafening.
In the hall, it was like a butterfly spreading its wings. The flames bloomed, and the billowing smoke rose up, almost covering the human body. On the other side, the blood and minced meat rising into the sky toward the back were almost made up of the smoke.
A symmetrical fan shape splashed out. Ning Yi had already pulled Yunzhu to his side and hugged him. The fat man's body rushed through the smoke and dust, rushed past them, and rushed four to five meters before falling to the ground.
A stool was smashed into pieces, and his head and neck were now bloody and bloody. Blood spurted out from the wound and his body twitched.
These people rushed down from above. They were very powerful and determined. For a moment, few people could react. This was almost the most powerful momentum. It felt like no one could stop it. However, it was just
At the peak of this momentum, the counterattack he suddenly encountered was also shockingly fierce. The strong man was already dead. The scar-faced man who also rushed nearby rushed for a few meters before stopping in shock.
Then, he shouted and rushed towards Ning Yi.
The fastest and most burly man did not pay attention to this side. He had closed the distance with Song and Qin almost in a moment, and had already caught up to the gate. At the same time,
Song Qian had already pulled Mr. Qin out of the door. On the street, dozens of people rushed towards the Zhuji branch. I don’t know where these people came from, but as they watched,
It turned out to be a bad intention.
This time, there is really no way forward, and there are soldiers chasing behind...