Shao Jinyuan was following Lu Ping's instructions and rushed to 311 to toast.

A waiter trotted over like a fairy out of nowhere, panting.

"Brother Shao, let's come to the club...... Come...... There's a big guy here!" said the waitress with a shocked expression.

Shao Jinyuan frowned and said, "There are more people with heads and faces here, is it worth making such a fuss?"

The waiter said, "Yes...... It's a person from Qingfudo!I'm ...... I recognized it at a glance, and I brought a lot of people over, it's the mahjong brother of Qingfeng Hall!"

"Brother Mahjong?" Shao Jinyuan said thoughtfully: "This name sounds familiar." ”

The waiter emphasized: "It's definitely not an ordinary person, he is mixed with Fu Sanye, he does things black and spicy, as long as he has heard of him, there is no one who is not afraid of him." ”

"Huh, what about such a big deal?" Shao Jinyuan asked rhetorically, "There is such a casino under Qingfeng Hall, so what is he doing here for a long time?"

The waiter said, "Shouldn't you be here to smash the field?"

"We have no grudges against Qingfengtang, probably not. Shao Jinyuan thought for a moment and said, "Let's take a look at the situation first, wait carefully, and don't let the other party find fault." ”

The waiter said, "Is it that Qingfeng Tang thinks that we have just changed hands here, and they ...... Do they want to take advantage of it?"

"What do you want!" Shao Jinyuan glared at him: "Temporarily block the news, Qingfeng Tang is such a big force, and he doesn't bother to pry the field in this way." ”

The waiter asked, "Then Brother Shao, do you need to go over to toast?"

Shao Jinyuan said: "It's better to have more than one thing, let's observe the situation first." ”

At this time, the poisonous snake Nie Zhiqiang walked out of the office, and asked the waiter with some eagerness: "You see clearly, is it Mahjong himself?"

The waitress nodded: "It's definitely him!"

"I knew that dry casinos were TM's uneasy, and the money was not so easy to make!" A trace of fear bloomed on the viper's face: "Mahjong is one of the top ten King Kongs of Qingfeng Hall, and a few years ago he monopolized one-third of Yongzhou's underground transactions, as if it was ...... Known as the 'Poison King'. Nima, who is more domineering than my nickname, later worshiped his family because he loved gambling and playing mahjong, and was taken in by Fu Sanye of Qingfeng Hall, and quickly became a famous thug in his hands. Drunk Lao Qi was awesome on the road at that time, right? But in the end, he was not driven out of Yongzhou by the mahjong belt and stabbing people?"

The waiter was even more shocked: "I only know that mahjong is powerful, but I didn't expect him to be so powerful?

"Yes, when that incident came out, even Boss Yu didn't dare to intervene, why?" The poisonous snake said: "Not only because of the name of Qingfeng Hall, but also because the person who did mahjong was too poisonous, no one would buy this guy, and whoever would block him." ”

Shao Jinyuan's face was gloomy, and he said: "Okay, okay, don't be alarmist here, why should you go! Brother Nie, come to my office in an hour." ”

The viper nodded: "Okay!"

Shao Jinyuan called a waiter and went to room 311.

"It'......s Brother Zheng Sanhu, right? I'm Shao Jinyuan, the general manager of this club, and I'm here to give you a toast!

"And this good thing!"

"Here, cheers!"

"Let's go!"

For a time, the 311 private room was very lively.

Lu Ping walked out after enjoying the massage function of the Taipan chair in the general manager's office for a while. There are a little more customers at this point.

In each room, there were bursts of ghosts crying wolf songs.

Drunk lamp fans, men's paradise.

The fragrance was everywhere in the aisle, and the girls in the clubhouse were bewitchingly swaying and passing by.

When Lu Ping was about to go upstairs at the top of the stairs, in the corner of his eyes, he found that someone was standing there sneakily looking around, and when he saw him, he suddenly left quickly.

Something is wrong, there is a situation!

Lu Ping quickly followed and patted the man on the shoulder in the back.

The other party glanced back at Lu Ping and asked, "What are you doing, buddy, what's wrong?"

Lu Pingyi frowned: "Tell me, what are you doing?"

"Nonsense!" said the man, "what else can you do here, sing!"

Lu Ping said: "I don't think so!"

The man sneered: "Are you looking for a thorn?"

Lu Ping stretched out his hand and pulled out the machete he had inserted in his waist, and asked rhetorically, "Do you still use a knife when you come out to sing?"

When the man saw that the matter was revealed, he opened his mouth and cried out.

Lu Ping would give him a chance, covered his mouth and decisively dragged him away.

In the safe passage.

Lu Ping let go of his hand and quickly stuck the knife on the man's neck: "What's your name?"

The man was frightened and quickly replied, "My name is Chunzai." ”

Lu Ping asked again: "What are you doing?"

Chun Tsai said: "Sing, sing...... Singing, and ...... Supervision and Supervision ...... Supervise you...... My duty is to keep an eye on you. ”

Lu Ping said: "What are you doing to supervise me? Who called you here?"

It is difficult for anyone to keep their mouth stiff when they are held to the neck with a knife, so Chun Tsai said decisively: "Yes...... It's mahjong!"

Lu Ping said: "Mahjong, the mahjong of Qingfeng Hall, I...... Do I have a grudge against him?"

Chun Tsai said: "I don't know the specifics, mahjong just said that it is doing things for others, this time...... This time it should be his private order, and it has nothing to do with Qingfengtang. ”

Lu Ping suddenly realized: "I seem to understand a little, this matter should have something to do with Lan Bingbing, right?"

Chun Tsai said: "This is ...... I don't know the specifics, but I know so much. Mainly, I don't dare to ask more. ”

Lu Ping asked again: "How many people are there in total?"

Chun Tsai pinched his fingers slightly: "About ...... About ten people, plus eleven mahjong. ”

"In which room?"

“202！”

After Lu Ping finished asking, he slapped Chun Zai on the head: "You sleep first!"

Qingfeng Tang Lu Ping naturally knows it, but the person who plays mahjong Lu Ping only knows a little bit about it, but I heard the turkey mention it today, and this mahjong is a cadre under the third master of Qingfeng Hall.

Lan Bingbing defected to Fu Sanye and became his concubine.

And listening to the meaning of this Chunzai, this mahjong operation is a private work, not organized by Qingfengtang.

This may mean that it is the blue ice ice that is in the way?

After all, this woman still didn't want to stop.

202 private rooms.

"Is that kid Chun Zai reliable? Don't fucking stare at me!"

Mahjong reclined on the sofa, lifted his stomach and scratched it with his hands, and asked the people who were standing.

A subordinate responded: "Brother Mahjong, don't worry, Chunzai's stalking is a must, even the third master has praised him." This guy used to go to a police academy and almost became a police officer. ”

Mahjong sneered: "If he wants to be a policeman, I would have become the head of the hall long ago!"

The subordinate said, "That's, that's." Our mahjong brother's strength, even if he can't do anything, he can do it well!"

"This is a special sycophant for you to shoot!" Mahjong stretched out his legs, glanced at the people in front of him a few times, and said, "You, and you, come and pinch my feet!"

So two of his men came over and squatted there to rub the feet of mahjong.

How bad does it stink?

These two people endured this chemical irritation, and there were words of suffering.

At this point, the door was pushed open.

One person came in.

Who?

Lu Ping.

"Chun Tsai is back, isn't that guy showing up?" Mahjong kicked away the two people who pinched their feet, and suddenly came to their senses.

One of his subordinates looked over: "It doesn't seem to be Chunzai." ”

"Pull it over, let me see which one of the unsightly ones went to the wrong room!" Mahjong reclined and handed his two big feet to the two men again.

A macho man swayed over the situation.

But suddenly someone exclaimed: "Brother Mahjong, it's him...... He's the one we're going to!"

"Ahh

Lu Ping closed the door.

And, anti-lock.

The macho man who came up glared at him, and then flew a punch at Lu Ping.

Lu Ping didn't even look at him, and pushed with his hand.

There was a thud.

The man hit his head against the wall, collapsed to the ground, and fainted.

"Yo yo yo yo ......" Mahjong smiled hysterically and said, "There are two, there are two, come on, come on, come over and let Brother Mahjong take a look." ”

Lu Ping asked him: "You are mahjong?"

"Yes, I'm mahjong! Come here, I'm looking for you. Mahjong cheered and clapped his hands, his expression was particularly terrifying.

Lu Ping walked over with a smile: "I'm here to play mahjong." ”

"Yes, here! I'm waiting for you to rub it!" Mahjong pointed to a bunch of mahjong tiles on the table, feeling that the other party's brain didn't seem to be normal.

But it seems to be more interesting.

"Got your posture ready, all?" Lu Ping stood forward again, looking at the mahjong in front of him with a light face. Indeed, this guy looks like he is underwhelmed.

"Yes, what do people have, how many people do you beat?" said Mahjong, snickering secretly, is he a little too cruel, he is ready to kill the people, and he is still teasing people here?

But it's a really exciting feeling.

It's too smooth tonight, right? Chun Tsai's guy didn't keep an eye on it, but I didn't expect people to send it to the door themselves?

How did you write a poem? The crowd looked for him a thousand times, but the man was in the dim lamp.

No, no, it's not very close.

It should be called: stepping on iron shoes and finding nowhere to go, and it takes no effort to get it?

It seems to be an exaggeration.

Lu Ping touched a bottle of beer from the table and looked down a few times.

"Drink, drink, drink a little and it doesn't hurt much for a while. Mahjong laughed even harder, reached out and touched the knife hidden behind the sofa, he was going to chop a few parts on the other party, or make a souvenir, or make an errand.

The subordinates in the front row also touched their right hands to their waists, holding machetes behind their backs, ready to call at any time.

Boom!

Loud bang.

A bottle of beer bloomed on the mahjong head.