In fact, Han Bing also understands that the purpose of the Zodiac is to completely defeat the old-fashioned and take back the lost dormitories. But with the old-fashioned temper, he will definitely make a big fuss, but in the end he will not be able to escape the fate of being destroyed.
Now that she knows the outcome, why go to war? That's why she arranged a dinner like this for people on both sides to sit down and have a good talk. As long as they can avoid violent confrontation and negotiate a good outcome, it's better than anything else.
But I am stubborn and old-fashioned, and I still want to fight...
As soon as Laotu and his group walked out of the door, Shunzi stood up and followed them.
Could it be that he wanted to do it in the hotel?[
Sure enough, all the people of the Chinese zodiac stood up and rushed to the door.
I looked at Han Bing anxiously, but she looked at Xiaobin and Han Yue. The two people from the security department shrugged, saying they couldn't handle it.
At this time, a large group of people had already left the private room door. Han Bing and I also hurried out to see if we could do anything to remedy the situation.
The old-fashioned gang walked very quickly and had already reached the stone bridge in the garden.
Shunzi walked slowly along the corridor, and the people of the Chinese zodiac followed Shunzi in no hurry.
Don't they want to fight? I was hesitant and followed a few steps forward.
The old-fashioned man crossed the garden and entered the hotel lobby.
Only then did Shunzi walk into the garden, step onto the slightly raised platform, and sit by the piano.
The people of the twelve zodiac signs also stood still, watching what the third-ranked person would do.
"Dang..." Shunzi lifted up the yellow velvet cloth and pressed the keys.
"Why don't you finish listening to this piece of music..." Shunzi said with a smile.
Laotu's people happened to walk to the fish tank, heard the sound, and turned around.
Shunzi moved his hands slightly, already touching the keys of the piano, and a majestic piece of music played out.
Although I don't know the music, I still heard the inspiring scene of golden drums and war trumpets sounding in unison and everyone shouting.
For a moment, I only felt the sound shaking the heaven and earth, like roof tiles flying down, there were the sound of golden drums, the sound of swords and crossbows, and the sound of men and horses. Sometimes soldiers met in close combat, sometimes swords and guns met, sometimes high-spirited, sometimes tragic, it was the song describing the Chu-Han Dynasty.
House of Flying Daggers!
Everyone in the hotel heard the sound of the piano and came out to watch. Many diners gathered around the small garden, pointing at Shunzi and praising her one after another.