Xing Lie stood at the door, glanced at the five of them, smiled at them politely and nodded, and walked towards the piano.

"Beautiful lady, did you play the song just now?"

I don't know why, the expression on the face of the bewitching woman is a little unnatural, and the smile is a little stiff, but she seems to be trying to control it so that her expression looks natural.

"Yes sir, just to amuse yourself and make you laugh. ”

"NONONO!" Xing Lie raised his finger and shook it, "It's a great song, but under your beautiful face, it's still a little overshadowed." ”

Hearing Xing Lie's words, the bewitching woman didn't react, but turned Li Jianqi's face pale. I was about to say something, but I was stopped by the fat man next to me.

Li Jian saw the bright smile on the fat man's face and swallowed what he was about to say. This fat man is known as the smiling tiger, and familiar others know that the brighter and happier this guy is, the heavier the killing intent in his heart.

Curly held the wine glass, his voice was calm, and his face was indifferent: "The person has come, can he still make any waves, what are you anxious about!"

Minglang and Qiu Junming looked at Xing Lie with expressions on their faces, as if they were watching a monkey who was performing hard and wanted to please his master, so as to get the reward of the half of the rotten banana in his master's hand.

In their eyes, the place of Jinchuan is the countryside. And how could Xing Lie, a hillbilly, have any qualifications to become their opponent? No matter how much background he has in the local area, he is just a strong little worm. But who would put a bug in his eyes, no matter how strong that bug is, he is just a bug, raise his hand, and press it to death with one finger.

Therefore, they are really watching Xing Lie, a clown, perform, and they are very interested. I want to know what this clown who is not even a dog in their eyes wants to do.

And the feeling of that bewitching woman was completely different from theirs, and the moment Xing Lie appeared at the door, her professional instinct told her that this man was dangerous and left here immediately. When Xing Lie walked towards her, all the hairs on his body stood up, his pores opened, and beads of sweat oozed out of his pores.

"Beautiful lady, are you hot?" Xing Lie leaned against the piano, his fingers sliding quickly over the keys. With the melodious sound of the piano, gentle words sounded in the ears of the bewitching woman.

The bewitching woman's smile was still frozen on her face, and she didn't know how to answer Xing Lie's words, but the corners of her mouth twitched.

"It's such a beautiful sound, I think only Steinway & Sons can play it. Xing Lie didn't seem to think that the bewitching woman would answer him, and was looking at the piano in front of him with great interest.

The bewitching woman secretly took a breath, stabilized her mood, and said with a smile: "Sir, I didn't expect you to be also an expert, how about playing a song?"

"Okay!" Xing Lie agreed without hesitation.

The voluptuous woman stood up, gave up her chair, and slowly stepped back. Except for the big man standing at the door, no one saw that the bewitching woman was gesturing with her hands behind her back. And the big man standing at the door, his face turned pale, flashed, and disappeared at the door.

Xing Lie sat on the chair and straightened his collar, although this guy was wearing just an ordinary big vest. Then he put the slender hands, which looked more beautiful than the beautiful ones, on the keys, and suddenly his shoulders moved, and the fierce and high-pitched sound of the piano suddenly sounded.

The moment the piano sounded, the bewitching woman was stunned. As the saying goes, the layman looks at the liveliness, and the insiders look at the doorway. Xing Lie's performance, in the eyes of a bewitching woman, is definitely a world-class level. And Xing Lie, the hillbilly in their eyes, is not inferior to any piano master in the world.