For a person like him to say that he has an old friendship with someone, unless the other person really has the ability to attract his attention, and is indeed a close friend of his.
Although Shunzi has a good impression of Zhou Ming and admires his perseverance, it is obvious that he has not reached this point yet.
Brother Long asked everyone to sit down, took out his mobile phone and checked the time, and said calmly: "It's nine twenty-five."
Everyone in the private room was originally in a mess, but when they heard Brother Long announcing the time, they all fell silent.
It’s nine twenty-five, five minutes left before the appointed time![
Song Silu was even more cautious. How is Xiaomai doing now? Can she see him later?
The door of the private room was wide open, facing the stone bridge path that must be passed in the garden. No matter who walked over, they could see clearly.
The aloe room was booked by that group of people. According to Zhai Guang, the owner of Longfenglou, someone had booked this private room three days ago and paid for three tables of meals, as if they already knew how many people would come.
These popular students from all walks of life in No. 1 Middle School occupied one table, the key members of the Chinese zodiac occupied another table, and another table was empty, as if waiting for them!
There was a faint smell of blood in the air, and Brother Long's expression became more solemn as he stared at the stone bridge.
As time passed by, the entire Longfeng Tower was in an extremely quiet state. Only the sound of gurgling water in the garden kept hitting everyone's ears.
There was no movement, no one came.
Brother Long sat facing the door of the private room, staring intently.
Shunzi sat next to him, yawning lazily, looking at Han Bing on the other side of the table from time to time, and then smiled happily.
——As if nothing is in mind.
Nine twenty-eight.
Brother Long's heart tightened slightly. He remembered how high-spirited he and Shunzi were when they forced Lao Tu to take action, and everything in the world was under control.
What's going on now? Why are you feeling a little uneasy?
There is a feeling of being pinched and played with in the palm of someone's hand. That person is clearly laughing at me secretly. But I can only be blindfolded and beaten around, and I can't find an opponent at all!