Four hundred and fortieth chapters birthday banquet and trouble
"Don't worry, Mr. Xiao, I'll go find them right away and get them back." Hang Xing said with a domineering look.
"What's the use of coming back? I don't care about it either.
When I left Jiangnan Yaotou, I told Lei Ranzhi to cry and beg me to take back my second-grade pharmacist certificate.
There must be no way to make this material. Mr. Hang, I'm hungry.
Since the Ning Mansion celebrates my birthday today, and Master Tianshan of Qianqiu Mountain has already given me a congratulatory gift, I can’t lose my etiquette, so I’d better go to the birthday banquet to congratulate the birthday boy first.” After Xiao Qiyue finished speaking, he went to Su Yue Inn.
And go.
"Mr. Xiao, just wait, I'll go and come back." Hang Xing was furious and rode away angrily.
"Haha, Lei Ranzhi has always been narrow-minded, it's time to teach him a lesson." Ning Yuan smiled and entered the building with Xiao Qiyue.
Seeing Ning Yuan and Xiao Qiyue going straight to the extra-large round table where the birthday girl was, many people looked surprised. They wondered where this kid could be a "god"?
However, Ning Haitao was not enthusiastic. He just pointed at the temporary head symbolically and squeezed in. He placed the empty seat at the end and motioned for Xiao Qiyue to sit down.
After all, who is Ning Haitao, a great general?
In his opinion, it is a great favor to allow you to sit at the main table. If it had not been shown to the Hang Mansion, it would have been impossible for Xiao Qiyue to sit at the birthday table.
After all, in addition to a few senior figures from the Ning Mansion, there are special VIPs at this table.
Moreover, there are always some people in this world who think they are noble and disdain to sit with common people.
No, as soon as Xiao Qiyue sat down, he came to start a fight!
"Ning Gong, who is this?" Immediately, a middle-aged man in brocade robes and a flamboyant expression stood up from the same table. He pointed at Xiao Qiyue with a glass in his hand and asked.
"Haha, it's Mr. Xiao, Ning Yuan's former subordinate." Ning Haitao smiled, with a hint of disdain in his bones.
And the popularity is even more condescending, looking down at Xiao Qiyue, as if looking at a pheasant trying to catch up with the dragon and the phoenix.
"Where is Mr. Xiao?" The man in brocade asked with a stiff look on his face, as if he was investigating a case. With that expression, it's not enough if you don't answer.
"Xiao is a layman from Tianyang County." Xiao Qiyue replied lightly.
"Where is Tianyang? Have you heard of it?" The man in brocade asked deliberately.
"I've never heard of it. It's probably a small corner in a remote area, right?" A man with an unshaven beard and a tigerish look on the table said casually.
"Hahaha……"
Suddenly, except for the birthday girl and the Ning family, the other seven or eight guys at the table all started laughing.
It seemed that few people at this table were friendly to me.
It's not that the Ning family doesn't want to laugh, it's that they are embarrassed to laugh. After all, they are the masters, and they still have to show their courtesy to others.
"Ning Gong, let such a person sit at another table. Otherwise, we will be uncomfortable." There was even a guy with a narrow chin who said very straightforwardly.
"Ning Yuan, look at this..." Ning Haitao asked.
"Young Master Xiao is the 100th most handsome man on the Qinglong Ranking. How can this not be good?" Ning Yuan also looked embarrassed, but the guys across from him were really untouchable. Each one had higher officials and more power than the other. They were all the eldest brothers.
friends and colleagues.
Moreover, these guys united to drive Xiao Qiyue away. It is impossible for the Ning family to offend these people for Xiao Qiyue.
"This, what's your name?" Xiao Qiyue stood up and asked with a finger to her narrow chin.
"Master Wei, it seems that people have opinions about you." A man next to him said with a smile and a narrow chin.
"My name is Wei Heng. I'm the deputy commander of the Fifth Battalion of the Nine Gate Infantry Patrol." What? Little bastard, do you want to cause trouble?
With Xiao Qiyue.
"Is a dead man worth causing trouble for me?" Xiao Qiyue shook his head.
I was cursing my mother in my heart, there was no one at this table, anyone who jumped out was a second-grade official.
"You dare to curse me to death, Mr. Ning, please don't stop me. Today, I, Wei Heng, will have a blood show to celebrate my birthday." Wei Heng almost burst out of anger, and jumped back to the center of the banquet specially set aside for me.
A place where the singing girls perform.
"You are so boring. Do you often have pain under your ribs in the middle of the night?" Xiao Qiyue pointed at Wei Heng.
"What's the matter? I practice martial arts often, so it's not surprising that my muscles and bones are broken. Boy, come here and die." Wei Heng snorted.
"Of course it's not scary to have broken muscles and bones. What's scary is that you are going to die. To be more precise, you won't survive more than a thousand breaths." Xiao Qiyue shook his head.
"Young Master Xiao, you have gone too far. All the guests here are guests of my Ning Mansion. You will die one on the left and the other on the right. I forgive Ning Yuan that I cannot receive you anymore. You should leave as soon as possible." Ning Yuan was even angry.
, and wanted to drive people away with a straight face.
After all, Xiao Qiyue would definitely die if he competed with Wei Heng. As the deputy commander of the infantry of the capital, Wei Heng's strength was as high as the twelfth level of Taiying Tower, almost reaching the realm of Yuan Dan.
Of course, Xiao Qiyue was beaten to death here, and I'm afraid the Hang family will come looking for trouble.
Moreover, the impact among the people is not very good.
"roll!"
Ning Haitao was more straightforward and his murderous intent was revealed.
If it wasn't for Ning Yuan's sake, he would have been dragged down and beaten to death.
"Ning Gong, wait a minute. It's not that easy for this kid to leave. Didn't he say that I only have a thousand breaths of life? I will keep him for a thousand breaths. When the time comes, don't blame me for being ruthless." Wei Heng took a step and blocked Xiao Qiyue.
retreat.
"There are no more thousand breaths, two hundred breaths have passed." Xiao Qiyue shook his head and looked at him with pity on his face.
"There are eight hundred breaths left, let me count them." A young man in white put away his fan on the table and started counting 1...2...3...700
"Hahaha, what can happen to me? I can eat a cow with my body and kill a tiger with one punch." Wei Heng demotivated and hit his chest hard, which was so bad.
750…753…780…
The young man in white continues to count.
The guests and friends all stopped picking up food and drinking, and started counting.
790…795…
"Ha...ha..." Wei Heng laughed wildly three times. However, when the guests and friends counted to the 799th, his chest suddenly felt tight and he fell heavily to the ground.
His face was distorted, his eyes turned green, and he was spitting out white bubbles while shouting, "I...I...Ning Gong...save...save?"
"Master Jiang, let's take a look quickly." Ning Yuan was also anxious and shouted quickly.
"It must be a sudden cardiac infarction. I can't do anything." The famous doctor Jiang Hua, a fourth-grade elixir at the table and a pharmacist from Renhe Hall in Beijing, immediately stepped forward, checked, and finally shook his head.
"Master Xiao, hurry up and take a look." Ning Yuan looked at it and turned to Xiao Qiyue. Everyone's eyes shifted from Wei Heng to Xiao Qiyue.
"It's none of my business to seek your own death. Mr. Ning, Xiao has something else to do. Please leave!" Xiao Qiyue cupped his fists indifferently and turned around to leave.
"Xiao...Mr. Xiao...save...save me...save..." Wei Heng spat out green foam and screamed in pain.