The corridor was silent, and pins could be heard.

Instead of getting angry, several young people held their breath with fear on their faces, their bodies trembling for fear of it.

Ning Yuan secretly said strangely, just now he just used force to deter, hoping that these people would recognize the situation and not ask for hardship.

But their reaction was unexpected, and one by two was too frightened to move.

Ning Yuan sat against the wall in the private room, stretched his right arm forward and gestured indifferently: "Sit." ”

A few people were like schoolchildren who had made a mistake, with their heads down, rushing in and standing in a pile at the door.

He frowned: "Say, how do you want to solve it?"

The man in the red T-shirt at the head took a step forward and squeezed out a smile that was more ugly than crying: "Misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding!"

Ning Yuan was stunned for a moment, what's going on, it stands to reason that this group of people has a strong background, even if they encounter a high force value, they have to put two cruel words, just now they were arrogant and arrogant, how could they soften in the blink of an eye?

"Could it be ......," he said to himself, "what are you playing?"

Thinking so in his heart, his eyes narrowed slightly and looked at the men and women in front of him from left to right, and a hint of coldness loomed.

Seeing his appearance, the man in the red T-shirt in the lead cautiously asked: "This brother, is he from the state department, or which sect?"

Ning Yuan secretly said that he was worthy of being a big ya, and he knew a lot about this aspect, and at that moment he said lightly: "It's not a civil servant, it's an idle cloud and a wild crane." ”

"Loose cultivation!"

A word came out of the red T-shirt man's mind, his face sank again, and his voice was difficult: "My friend drank too much, please forgive me for the offense, I will definitely educate him when I go back, I will ask a few people to order this meal." ”

Ning Yuan said meaningfully with a smile: "I am flattered by your attitude." ”

"It should be, it should be. The man in the red T-shirt wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, bent down slightly and said respectfully: "For people like you, we admire it from the bottom of our hearts, and we will definitely drink and talk about it next time." ”

Ning Yuan suddenly realized that the other party was likely to have suffered a loss at the hands of the monk, so he was honest.

He smiled, "In that case, this matter ends here?"

"Good, good. The man in the red T-shirt nodded like pounding garlic, and said busily: "I'm really sorry to disturb a few people who are dining Yaxing, this glass of wine is considered to be an atonement." ”

As he spoke, he opened the bottle of royal salute on the round table, poured a full cup and poured it into his stomach.

He covered his mouth with his right hand and retched twice, and led everyone out of the room.

The moment he went out, everyone's faces immediately turned pale, and someone looked panicked and wanted to say something, the man in the red T-shirt glared at him fiercely, and put his right index finger up to his mouth to signal silence.

The general manager of the restaurant had been standing at the door anxiously waiting, and when he saw these people come out, he felt a sigh in his heart.

It seems that this group of big yamen has suffered a loss?

He was shocked, he knew everyone in the private room, it couldn't be the opponent of these young masters, the only thing he couldn't figure out was the young man who appeared at the end.

He suppressed the doubts in his heart and trotted down the stairs after the crowd buttocks.

As soon as he reached the staircase on the first floor, the man in the red T-shirt bent down and threw up on the railing with a 'wow'.

The customers walked around with disgust, and some people fanned the wind in front of their noses with their right hands to drive away the smell, and muttered a few words in their mouths.

The bald general manager hurriedly summoned two male waiters, pointed to the filth on the ground and ordered, "Hurry up and deal with this." ”

The man in the red T-shirt vomited enough, his stomach was comfortable, and his brain was much clearer.

He glanced at the bald general manager and said coldly: "Fat Chu, come out with me!"

The latter secretly complained, but he did not dare to disobey it in the slightest.

A group of people walked to the parking lot outside the hotel, and a young girl finally couldn't help but feel anxious and said in a panic: "Brother Jiang, are we in trouble?"

Jiang Wei, the man in the red T-shirt, didn't answer, but patted the bald general manager Chu Zhonghua on the shoulder, and asked in a deep voice: "What is the origin of that young man in the private room of the Fireworks Pavilion?"

Chu Zhonghua smiled bitterly: "I don't know." ”

Seeing the other party's face change suddenly, he hurriedly explained: "There are a few people left, the one with bleeding head is the secretary of the municipal party committee, and the fat man is the director of the Southwest Branch, I know all these people, but the first time I saw that person, I really don't know the details." ”

Jiang Wei nodded: "It's none of your business." ”

"That ......" Chu Zhonghua said tentatively: "A few people have drunk a lot of wine, I will arrange for the driver to send it?"

The former waved his hand and said, "Hurry up." ”

Chu Zhonghua nodded: "Eh, okay." ”

Jiang Wei looked irritable, scratched his hair back and forth with both hands, and then slammed his right fist on the hood, scolding: "!"

He really never dreamed that he would come out for a meal and encounter these 'monsters'.

One of them said with a crying voice: "Is that person just now a martial arts cultivator of the privileged class? Or a person with extraordinary abilities, a cultivator, etc., Brother Jiang, isn't your father in charge of the Provincial Public Security Department? You should know a lot, tell your brothers." ”

Jiang Wei recalled slightly, shook his head and said: "The chair in the private room of Haiyan Building, the wood used is birch, the hardness is considerable, he can break it without effort, and it can be easily crushed into crumbs, I don't know what kind of person he is, but it is certain that it is very strong and strong!"

The girl on his right looked frightened, and her lips trembled: "Then, what should I do?" I heard that this kind of person is arrogant and kills people without blinking, you must still remember the incident when the Liu family was destroyed two years ago, their little young master raped a female high school student in the same class, and as a result, her brother was a stranger, and he went crazy and killed the Liu family up and down overnight, including the servants, drivers, and bodyguards, and killed forty-two people, even the seven-year-old child. ”

"Yes, yes, I've also heard that at the beginning of this year, in the Changshan tourist area, a rich second generation was cut off by the man on the spot because he pointed at someone else's nose and scolded, and he was not convinced and went back to the underworld to take revenge, and the next day the whole family was divided. ”

"Why, are these people crazy? What should we do, what should we do?"

"People say this is the end of this matter, let's not scare ourselves, okay?"

A man with a hideous face: "People say that people say, Mahler next door says let you eat, don't you eat shit?" In recent years, there have been more smiling tigers and two-faced and three-faced people, and idiots are the ones who say and believe anything! Blame Changle for being stupid! Fuck you have nothing to do, and you beat other people's friends, if I am affected by the settlement of accounts after the autumn, Lao Tzu will be the first to not let him go!"

Jiang Wei's face was ugly and shouted, "Calm down!"

He sat in the middle of the front of the blue Maserati, looking annoyed: "It's too late to say anything now, but that person looks very talkative, and he is not so angry, isn't it the secretary of the municipal party committee who suffers? ”

……

In the box of the Fireworks Pavilion, Ning Yuan checked the injury on Secretary Lin's head, and said with a smile: "It's just a little skin, the bleeding has stopped, just wait for the scab to form." ”

Zhao Liansheng was ashamed: "A few of you are really sorry, I originally invited everyone to have a good meal, but it turned out like this." ”

"It's okay, it's okay. Lin Tiannan waved his hand and said arrogantly: "It's just a small injury, what is this pain for me as a big man, everyone should eat and drink, don't lose your interest." ”