Several of Wei Anliang's men were livid and extremely angry. They looked at Wei Anliang angrily, hoping that he could say something.
Who knew that Wei Anliang's face was still very calm, he smiled gently, bowed his hands, and said with a smile: "My arrangements were not good enough, and Miss Shen has been wronged."
He glanced at the four people in the hall, looked up again, then walked to the courtyard and looked up. He saw that the eaves of the second floor were hung with elaborate straw curtains, decorated with pearls and jade, jingling in the wind and rain. The sound is pleasant to the ear.
From this angle, you can vaguely see a man and a woman standing inside the window. The large piece of glass inlaid in it has been washed over and over by the rain, hiding their figures indistinctly.
He subconsciously squinted his eyes, trying to see through the graceful figure, but he felt a bit of a bit of coldness.
He raised his eyebrows, cupped his hands and said, "Can you two please come down and talk?"
There was no movement from the two people upstairs. Although he couldn't keep his face, years of bloody battles had taught him what to do, and tolerance was commonplace. He waited quietly, not impatiently.
At this time, Ling Dang became anxious and scolded: "Who is so arrogant that he dares not to give face to Gang Leader Wei? Gang Leader Wei has been too cowardly in the past two years, and has manipulated some people to become less and less willing to let Cao Gang go." In the eyes."
Jade wanted to persuade her, but Miss Shen San in the sedan coughed, so Jade had to shut up.
Seeing that the people upstairs had not come down yet, Lingdang became even more angry and scolded: "What kind of people are sneaking around and hiding their heads and tails? If they don't drink the toast and have to drink wine as a penalty, then Gang Leader Wei will let them do it."
There was still no movement upstairs, and there was nothing strange about Wei Anliang, who was still waiting quietly.
Bell snorted coldly, and suddenly a cold light swept towards the second floor.
But it was a silver whip, decorated with gold and silver threads, and various gems. It was rich and gorgeous, but it didn't look like a weapon.
A glimmer of light flashed in Wei Anliang's deep black eyes, but he did not stop him. Instead, Feicui shouted anxiously: "Lingdang, don't offend anyone."
Unfortunately, it was too late. The silver whip had already whizzed up to the second floor. With a "pop" sound, it rolled down a window without hitting anyone.
"Good work!" cheers came from upstairs and downstairs.
But it was not their people, but the four people in the hall and Su Mo upstairs. The cheers sounded more like ridicule.
