Chapter 52: Entering the restaurant, Nanquan begins to show domineering
Wangxiang Tower was very lively today. The ten big tables in the hall downstairs were all filled with people, a group of men, and a group of men with knives on the tables.
Jin Guizhen walked between the tables with a shy smile, bringing tea from time to time and urging the little girls to quickly serve the dishes.
But the hundred or so people just stared at the knives they put on the table. No one picked up the wine glass, and no one picked up the bowls and chopsticks.
Wangxiang Tower has never been so dull, as if a spark would set the entire Wangxiang Tower on fire.
Jin Zhaoning sat in the Tianzihao room upstairs, poured herself a glass of sake, drank it all, and then stood up.
"Master." Jin Zhaoning called from upstairs, his voice soft and sweet.
No one in the hall raised their eyes.
Jin Zhaoning sneered. She originally wanted to jump down from the building, but after thinking about it, she still held up her skirt and climbed down.
"Master, you go and rest, I will take care of these guests."
How could Jin Guizhen dare to say no? He put the wine bottle in Jin Zhaoning's hand and took the opportunity to tap Jin Zhaoning's palm three times with his left index finger.
This is a code word between them, which means that the other party has a lot of background, so you should be careful.
Jin Zhaoning raised his eyes and smiled, his dark eyes lightly surveying the chaotic crowd.
She was a little disappointed. She didn't see anyone worthy of her attention in this circle.
There are footsteps outside the door. The sound is very light, very light, but every sound seems to press into your soul, making you feel that your body is being squeezed.
Jin Zhaoning looked up at Jin Guizhen and saw that Jin Guizhen also felt the same way, even more uncomfortable than himself.
She forced herself to look at the diners who had made no sound. They all stood up one by one, as if they were greeting the distinguished guests, but there was no uncomfortable feeling on their faces.
Jin Zhaoning took a few steps back and approached Jin Guizhen, but Jin Guizhen suddenly pulled him behind the counter.
"Little Master, if you guessed correctly, the person coming must be Nanquan. Everyone says that Nanquan's punches can kill people, but they don't know that his internal strength is even more unfathomable. Moreover, the more powerful a person is in martial arts, the more powerful he is.
They will feel the harmfulness of his inner strength, but ordinary people are simply indifferent."
Jin Zhaoning naturally knew this kind of internal strength. When she was five years old, her father introduced her to all the famous people in the world of Song Dynasty. She remembered that her father had a calm demeanor when he spoke, and he only talked about two people.
, Dad showed a kind of panic.
Of those two people, one is called Nanquan and the other is called Beizhang.
Dad said that Nanquan is not very scary, but the most terrifying thing is Beizhang, because for so many years, no one knows who Beizhang is, whether he is a person or a group.
Dad said that the sign of Beizhang's appearance is a dead person with poisonous palm prints on his back, and it won't be just one person, but many in succession, which means that Beizhang's skills are in the period of cultivation, and he, or they, need freshness.
of blood to nourish.
Jin Zhaoning looked at the hundreds of people standing there. It was as if they didn't exist in the air. They even held their breath. They were like little rabbits hiding in the dark. If they breathed a little harder, they might be discovered by the vulture.
, hooked it away with its sharp claws, and then used its sharp mouth to tear it open bit by bit.
Jin Guizhen stood behind Jin Zhaoning. He could feel that his little master was a little unsteady, but he had to remind his little master that luck could not be used against him now. The internal strength of Nanquan was like a patrol machine.
In order to find those hidden masters.
Jin Guizhen himself actually felt that his ears were tearing and hurting. He went to countless battlefields, but never once did he feel more depressed than now, as if the dark sky was about to completely suppress him.
It's normal on him.
"What are you all standing for?" Li Xiaolin's voice sounded together, and the atmosphere in the entire hall suddenly changed, and the depression and tension just now disappeared like smoke.
"Headguard, we are waiting for you." They replied in unison.
"Brothers, let us raise our glasses to welcome the escort chief and the young master." They said in unison again.
Jin Guizhen couldn't help but glance at the middle-aged man who just walked over.
He has a gentle and handsome face with no murderous look, a slightly burly body, and the clothes he wears are very simple, but there is a kind of nobility in that simplicity.
Such a person could actually tame these hundreds of people into one person. He was truly more awe-inspiring than a general on the battlefield.
"Where's the boss? Boss." Li Xiaolin shouted with a hearty smile, "They say Wangxiang Building is the first floor in Nanyang. How come my brothers and I have been here for so long and haven't seen the boss? Are we not welcome?
These rough guys."
As soon as Li Xiaolin said this, the hundreds of people immediately stood up and took out the knives on the table.
"Are you going to drink and dine with this knife?" Li Xiaolin's tone did not change, but everyone could hear the coldness in his words.
"My guest, I'm really sorry, Wangxianglou has neglected me." Jin Guizhen walked out of the counter quickly. When he came out, he tapped on the table three more times. The meanings of these three words were simpler.
:Don't move.
Jin Zhaoning has been staring at Li Xiaolin. She can't see how Li Xiaolin has the cold air that her father mentioned. This is someone who won't be particularly noticed when walking on the street. But Li Xian next to him,
His youthful and lovely face was bright red, and he pouted slightly to express his dissatisfaction with his father.
"Captain Li." Jin Zhaoning walked up to Li Xian, "It turns out that these guests are friends of Captive Li."
Li Xian naturally recognized Jin Zhaoning, and he also knew that Jin Zhaoning had a different kind of affection for his Qin Tou, so he had objections to what his father just said coldly - he had obviously told his father on the way.
The boss of Wangxianglou is a good friend of their Master Qin.
At that time, his father pinched his face and said, "If you are a good friend of Brother Qin, then he must also be a good friend of yours. He is your good friend, and of course he is also your father's good friend."
How could anyone have laid out the score for my good friend to see before he came, and still yelled so loudly?
Dad, dad, how can I explain this to Mr. Qin?
"Ms. Jin, I'm sorry."
"Agent Li, you are so polite. You invited so many friends to come to our Wangxiang Building to give us Wangxiang Building face. But I am worried that the food and wine in Wangxiang Building may not be to the taste of your friends. No, the food is not
It’s cold, my good friends haven’t touched the chopsticks yet.”
"Dad, what time is it now? Why don't you let your uncles eat?"
"Okay, let's eat. But, Xian'er, if Mr. Qin comes and sees us eating chopsticks first, can I say that you asked us to eat first?" Li Xiaolin looked like he had nothing to do with me.
.
"Master Qin is coming?" Li Xian shouted excitedly, "Dad, please take care of these uncles first, and I will go pick up Master Qin."
Li Xiaolin was not surprised at all by Li Xian's behavior of being a fan of his younger brother. He watched Li Xian running out with a smile, and then looked at Jin Zhaoning: "I think this is Miss Jin Zhaoning from Wangxiang Tower.