Chapter 43: Shot (I)

Liu Yong and Lin Qingrou looked at the past at the same time, and they were both surprised. The four young men who looked like scoundrels also looked over. Seeing the delicate and delicate face of the girl, the blasphemous eyes once again emitted an evil light. They looked at the girl and then at Liu Yong, and they looked at Liu Yong with jealousy and hatred.

The girl shouted again, and Liu Yong quickly stood up. said: "It is below." The girl smiled, walked quickly, handed over an invitation, and said, "This is what our young lady specially asked me to give to Lang Jun." ”

Liu Yong looked at the invitation and was stunned. Lin Qingrou was even more shocked and angry, angry at how Liu Yong could get involved with the young lady of the Qinglou. There are inevitably dark clouds on her delicate appearance, but after all, this is Liu Yong's business, and she is not Liu Yong's person. I can't say anything. just looked at Liu Yong coldly.

Liu Yong saw Lin Qingrou's expression, and didn't reach out to take the invitation, and hurriedly smiled at the girl: "Girl, I don't know your young lady." ”

"Is this, Lang Jun will know when he goes. The slave took her leave. The girl put the invitation on the tea table, smiled, and turned away. After walking a few steps and turning back, he said in a coquettish voice: "Lang Jun is really hard to find, the slave maid went to the inn where you lived first, and you are not there." The slave maid went to this plum blossom street and inquired about several people, and learned that you would have a lover in this tea shop. After saying that, he sneered and walked away.

It didn't matter if she left, but Lin Qingrou was so embarrassed that her face was flushed, and she bowed her head and said nothing.

Liu Yong was very frightened, so he explained to Lin Qingrou: "Miss Lin, I really don't know any young lady. It's only been a month since I first came to Meizhou City, and it's just a stall. Even if I wanted to go to that kind of place, I didn't have the money, did I? ”

Lin Qingrou listened, her snow-white teeth biting her lower lip. The dark eyes kept shaking in their sockets. She felt that what Liu Yong said was right, but all the famous Miss Qinglou were found to be either rich or noble. And he is a stall boy, where he has the capital to go to the romance. But this invitation is really in front of her, and she can't help but believe it.

Liu Yong hurriedly opened the invitation and looked at it, which read: Tomorrow night, the Xianle Club, all the guests gathered, and Liu Langjun was specially invited to enjoy the Guangxian Music Workshop. The next paragraph: Sorry to worship.

After reading it, Liu Yong was stunned. Who is this woman who cherishes pity? How could he know me? Could it be the one who sent me the poems? Or the owner of a white cat? Since it is Xianle Fang, then he must go there.

Lin Qingrou saw the confusion on Liu Yong's face, and guessed that Liu Yong really didn't know the woman who sent the invitation. At this time, Liu Yong handed the invitation to Lin Qingrou and said, "Miss Lin, help me see, what kind of meeting is this Xianle Club?" ”

Lin Qingrou didn't answer, and said angrily: "A slave is a woman's family, how can she know about these messy meetings." ”

"Then will you come with me tomorrow night?" Liu Yong hurriedly invited to prove that he was not a frequent patron of the Qinglou at all. If Lin Qingrou really went with him, then it could be seen that he was a decent gentleman.

"Wow, that fireworks willow lane is not a place where slaves can go. Lang Jun go by himself. Lin Qingrou pouted, turned around and left. Liu Yong grabbed it, but Lin Qingrou still broke free.

"Miss Lin, then ...... tonight" Before Liu Yong could finish speaking, Lin Qingrou had already walked away angrily.

At this moment, the four rogue youths burst into laughter. One of them said: "I see that there is no, which is the answer to the sentence: 'The little white face has no kind eyes'." ”

As she was talking, Lin Qingrou walked past the table of the four, and one of them reached out and grabbed Lin Qingrou's hand. Lin Qingrou was anxious and angry, so she wanted to break free, but the man not only did not let go but stood up. The other three people also stood up, looking at Lin Qingrou with a blushing face with squints and a smile.

"Wow, these little hands are so tender!"

"Let go."

"Little beauty, play with the masters, the uncles won't treat you badly." The man said shyly.

"Mother, come quickly." Lin Qingrou had to call her mother.

"What's wrong? Rou'er? Lin Hualang's mother lifted the curtain and came out, and when she saw that her daughter was being molested, she immediately walked over and smiled.

One of them actually took out a gold ingot, which must have been ten taels, and put it in front of Lin Hualang's mother's Lin family.

"You let go quickly, we Rou'er are not that kind of woman, if you want to spend money, you can go to the Qinglou, there is one on Meihua Street." Lin said, while pulling Lin Qingrou.

Even so, the man still pulled Lin Qingrou to the death, and the cheap laughter became even more rampant.

"Hurry up and let go of my daughter, or I'll call someone." Lin threatened.

One person went to grab Lin's arm, and said with a cheap smile: "Is this eldest lady quite beautiful?" As he spoke, he reached out and hooked Lin's chin. Lin was about to shout when he dodged, but was hugged by the man and covered his mouth. Lin Qingrou was about to shout, but she was also gagged.

But the person who grabbed Lin Qingrou suddenly fell to the ground. The other three were taken aback, and when they turned around, Liu Yongzheng was holding a wooden stool.

Bang, another fell to the ground and passed out.

The remaining two looked at each other, both of them looking surprised.

Suddenly, a person took out a dagger from his arms, and without saying a word, he stabbed Liu Yong's body. Liu Yong was separated by a stool, and the other person also took out a dagger and stabbed Liu Yong sideways.