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In this well-decorated bakery, the emotions of petty bourgeoisie will be vividly aroused.

"Three, what do you need?" The young man in a black and white waiter's costume walked to the three customers who had just entered the store in a non-hurried tone.

"A soufflé with a cup of hot yogurt." Yan Qiao sat opposite Qin Jun expressionlessly, his brows furrowed slightly from time to time, as if he was still thinking about the two relatives living in the ward.

"A cheese bun, a large one." Fat B hung a bandaged arm, not caring about the waiter's surprised gaze, he had been holding back in the hospital for too long these days, and coming out to hang around, he felt like he had been reborn.

"A full-bodied latte, hot." Qin Jun knocked on the table, glanced at Yan Qiao opposite, and wondered how to enlighten this sullen girl.

"Okay. Wait, three. The waiter walked to the bar with the à la carte menu.

"Don't worry, Uncle Yan's health is fine, although he suffered a little gunshot wound this time, it is estimated that it won't be long before he can get out of bed and jump around." Qin Jun touched Yan Qiao's smooth hand and comforted softly.

"Hey, I'm not too worried about Dabi. Uncle Xiang is old, he can't stand that crime" Speaking of Uncle Xiang, who was still in the intensive care ward, Yan Qiao's heart seemed to be pinched by something, after all, Uncle Xiang was seriously injured in order to protect her.

"Uncle Xiang" Qin Jun also frowned, and continued to comfort: "Don't worry, medicine is so good now, and Ling Yun is a medical doctor from Harvard, it should only be a matter of time before Uncle Xiang wakes up." ”

"Excuse me, your soufflé and hot yogurt." The waiter dragged the plate and brought a stack of desserts and a cup of hot drink.

Soufflé is a high-end French dessert. Roasted soufflés should be tasted against the clock, otherwise they will quickly "leak" and generally collapse completely after 2o to 3o minutes.

The aroma of the dessert made people feel refreshed, Yan Qiao's mood seemed to be better, she sighed, nodded, and said, "I hope so." ”

"Ahem, ahem! Please, if you want to show affection, can you find a time when there is no one, you guys are hurting a single Wang Chiguoguo like me. Fat B picked up the cheese bun in front of him and took a bite angrily.

Poof!

Yan Qiao looked at Fat B with an angry teasing appearance, and couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh.

"By the way, what is the situation of your Liu family now?" Qin Jun said with a white glance.

"Did you talk about Liu Xiaojun?" Fat B took a sip of water and swallowed the bread in his mouth.

"Nonsense." Qin Jun said.

Some people in the upper echelons of the Liu family who were closer to Liu Xiaojun reacted more violently. The rest of the people didn't move. Fat B said.

"What's the drastic method?" Qin Jun asked.

"It's a threat to crush the murderer to the bone. He even had to hunt down and kill the entire underground forces in Yanjing. Fat B burped and said with a smile: "How do these stupid B know what the underground forces' Jianghu chase and kill order is." For those ordinary people, it may still be a bit of a deterrent, but for our Sword of Punishment, it's a fart. ”

"What about the Liu Family Ancestral Hall?" Qin Jun continued to ask.

"When the matter came to my ancestor Liu Xing, there was no movement. I heard that Shizu doesn't like that Liu Xiaojun very much. Because there are some rumors in the family about Liu Xiaojun and the shadow swordsman Liu Meng. Fat B said.

"What rumors?" Qin Jun asked curiously.

"It is rumored that in the battle between Shizu and Liu Meng, Shizu did not kill him, but later, somehow, Liu Meng lost his mind, but he still did not forget to guard Liu Yuanlin's spirit. As a result, a few days after Liu Xiaojun came back, Liu Meng was shot dead in front of Liu Yuanlin's tombstone. Fat B said mysteriously.

"You mean, Liu Xiaojun killed Liu Meng?" Qin Jun said suddenly.

"It seems like no one else is bored enough to kill a madman." Fat B said: "Moreover, boss, didn't you say that Liu Xiaojun is very likely to have something to do with the people of the Scarlet Church?" People gather by like, things by groups, what role is the Scarlet Church, he Liu Xiaojun must also be a role. ”

"Not bad. Not bad. Now you're good at logical analysis. Qin Jun smiled.

"It depends on who my boss is." Fat B smiled and didn't forget to pat the ass.

"You two really don't have anybody." Yan Qiao deliberately made a disgusting appearance.

"Yo! Sister-in-law, this is pregnant, it seems that I am going to be an uncle. Haha, Uncle Fat B. Fat B said obscenely.

"Looking for you." Yan Qiao looked at her angrily, if it weren't for her good self-literacy to restrain her, it is estimated that this arrogant lady would not hesitate to overturn the table, roll up her sleeves and fight.

At this moment, a violent explosion came from outside the house, and everyone felt a buzzing in their ears, and the ground under their feet even shook violently, and the window glass of the bakery was even more shattered.

"Be careful!" Qin Jun hugged Yan Qiao almost immediately, and pressed him under the coffee table with his body.

Bang la blah.

The Celestial Maiden scattered flowers like glass shards raining down and slammed into the wooden coffee table and the guests.

For a while, screams and exclamations came one after another.

After the glass rain, calm returned to the bakery, except for the shouts of the injured and the sound of the clerk calling the police.

"What was born?" Yan Qiao sensed that the danger had passed, so he turned to look at Qin Jun and asked.

"Something seems to have exploded." Qin Jun helped Yan Qiao to stand up and shook the glass shards on his body.

"What is this place?" Qin Jun pointed in the direction where the explosion came from and asked the frightened clerk.

"It's like a police station." Because of the excessive shock, the clerk's face was obviously a little pale.

"The police station?" Qin Jun frowned. How can there be an explosion in a police station?

Just when Qin Jun was wondering, a continuous burst of gunfire like firecrackers suddenly came.

"Drills?" Qin Jun really couldn't figure out why there was such a big commotion at the door of the police station.

"Just go and see, anyway, we drove a bulletproof car." Although Fat B was wearing bandages, it did not affect the reflexes he practiced when he was in the Wild Sword Brigade. The moment the glass shards exploded, he fell to the ground in time to avoid the flying debris.

"Then let's go and see, and go back anyway." Qin Jun looked in the direction of the police station, and a look of confusion flashed in his eyes.

Obviously, such a violent explosion will never be as simple as a drill.