"Flutter la la ......"

A white and huge white falcon flew down the stairs, a pair of sharp claws firmly grasped the cigarette pouch and pot on the head of the woman in the red dress, and a pair of eagle eyes stared at Yang Mi as if staring at prey.

Red dress, smoking gun, Hai Dongqing, seeing this set of angry, bewitching and domineering women, Yang Qi couldn't help but think of the scene when he first met Yongxin in Petak Athletic.

Gu Tingcheng stabbed Yang Mi's neck with his fingers, and Yang Mi came back to his senses and said to the woman quietly: "I just want to go to Tianzihao Room, can't I?"

The corners of the woman's mouth lifted slightly, and she smiled weirdly: "Okay, why not." Lingzi, take him to the Tianzi room!"

"Please!" the lobby manager gestured to the stairs with a solemn expression.

Seeing this, Li Meng and Wu Ming hurriedly stepped forward to set up Yang Mi.

The woman smiled evilly and said, "I'm sorry, we only accept one guest at a time!

"I'm fine, you're waiting here. Yang Mi glanced at a few people, and then held on to the handrail and went upstairs.

The second floor is a little quieter than the bustling lobby on the first floor, but that doesn't mean there aren't any customers, and it's easy to see how busy business is here from the waiters who move back and forth from room to room.

But the third floor was really empty.

The staircase on the third floor is sealed by a heavy jujube red wooden door, and on both sides of the wooden door is a couplet of dragons flying and phoenixes dancing.

The upper link is: Le Ma crosses the knife with a red heart to guard the pass.

The next link is: a pair of iron arms stationed in the city with guns.

Horizontal batch: Red in the mountains!

"Squeak ......"

The lobby manager pushed open the heavy wooden door, and as the wooden door opened, the pungent fragrance came to the face.

I saw that in the huge hall on the third floor, there was only a rectangular wooden table, on which were placed thirty-six knives, thirty-six bowls, and thirty-six spiritual seats.

The tables along the perimeter of the wall were densely packed with spiritual seats, all of which were tied with a red silk strip without exception.

"I wipe ......"

With this kind of decoration, there is no doubt that this is a mourning hall.

Daddy let himself run to someone's mourning hall to move chairs and serve the table, this is the rhythm of wanting white-haired people to send black people!

"Please!"

The lobby manager stretched out his hand to the house with an expressionless face.

The city had already come, and Yang Mi couldn't just leave, so he simply gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, and walked directly to the long table.

The nine-meter-long, meter-and-a-half-meter-wide wooden table is covered with battle marks, bullet holes, knife cuts, and traces of being burned by fire.

Yang Mi took a deep breath, directly picked the bench to the center of the table, and then carefully climbed around the spiritual position to the table, and finally squatted on the chair and shouted: "Serve, come a mountain red!"

"Sting!"

The muscles on the lobby manager's body suddenly tensed, and the suit that was still a little loose was instantly torn, and his body was significantly stronger than before.

"Bone Shrinking Skill?" Yang Mi's eyes widened in disbelief.

The lobby manager tore off the rags of cloth on his body, revealing the upper body with scars and gun marks like steel wool balls, and said with the thumb of his right hand against the bullet marks in the socket of his heart: "The red in the mountains is here, if you have the ability, come and get it!"

Yang Mi blinked blankly, and asked blankly, "Friend, what do you mean by this?"

Hearing his question, the lobby manager was stunned for a moment, and then poked his heart with the thumb of his left hand and said: "The red mountain is here, if you don't take it, I will send it!"

The first sentence is a conversation, and the second sentence is a rack, and when the lobby manager was about to make a move, a woman in a red dress walked into the room unhurriedly.

"Gurgle...... Gurgle......"

The seven-centimeter-tall stiletto heels on her feet made a rhythmic sound on the floor, and when they fell together, you could see how good she was doing.

The woman sat on the main seat of the long table, stretched out her hand and took off the cigarette stick on her head, her black hair was scattered randomly, and while filling the cigarette pot in an orderly manner, she said lukewarmly: "Okay, don't waste time with him, he won't talk at all." Say, who told you to come!"

And the pure white Hai Dongqing flew to the girder directly above Yang Qi at this time, staring at him fiercely.

Yang Mi said quietly: "Yang Jianjia asked me to come!"

"Who is Yang Jianjia?Have you ever heard of this name?" the woman looked at the lobby manager with a blank expression.

"I haven't heard of it. Miss, I think this kid is here to make trouble!" Lingzi said viciously.

"Wait a minute! I'm not here to make trouble, I'm the son of Yang Jianjia, my name is Yang Qi, and my father asked me to come to ......."

"What did you just say your name was?"

Before Yang Mi's words were finished, the woman stood up.

"Yang Mi, what's wrong?" Yang Mi asked puzzled.

The woman continued to ask, "The demon of the wicked, or the old man?"

Yang Mi said without thinking: "The old man's me!"

"Where did it come from?"

"The capital. ”

"What's your mother's name? ”

"Shen Qinghong. ”

After some questions and answers, the woman's brows furrowed and looked at Yang Mi, and said thoughtfully: "It's a bit imaginative, but it's a little uglier than Brother Yang's." ”

"Uh......" Yang Mi grinned bitterly, hearing that the woman heard Yang Jianjia as an uncle, he knew that this level was over. But when he heard that he was more ugly than his father, Yang Mi was really speechless.

Lingzi said with a solemn expression: "Miss, it's better to find out something." Yang Ye is not a person without measure, how could he let his son come here like this? Today is my errand, if it is Gouzi or Daozi, this guy will not have a chance to be on the table!"

The woman smiled disapprehantly: "From the capital, my mother is Shen Qinghong, named Yang Mi, and she knows the rules of this dish, so it should be no worse." ”

"What if it's bad?" Lingzi said uneasily.

The woman said casually: "If it's bad, kill his whole family! Hey, boy, I'm the red in the mountains, according to the generation, you have to call me Aunt Hong!"

"Uh......" Yang Mi felt speechless again, the woman in front of her looked like she was thirty-five or sixteen years old, which was only seven years old, and she was a generation away, and she really dared to speak.

Yamasato Hong got up leisurely, and as she stood up, Lingzi hurriedly exited the room.

"Bang!"

As soon as the heavy door closed, Shan Lihong cast an ambiguous glance at Yang Mi, and said with an extremely seductive smile: "Since you came here to order food, now that the food has come up, why don't you keep your mouth shut?"