"This son, although our Yutangchun is a Qinglou. But the Qinglou also has the rules of the Qinglou. The bustard didn't look at the man in the suit like he was looking for fault. She persuaded her with good words: "All the girls in our Yutang Spring are proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, or you can take a look at it again... ”

Before the bustard's words could be heard, the man in the suit raised his hand to stop.

"That's her!" The man in the suit is unquestionable.

"Miss Ling is good. But she was contracted by Yu Gongzi, and I have received all this deposit. If a gentleman doesn't take the love of others, you will... “

"Huh. Ha. Since ancient times, the girl in the Qinglou has been the one who pays the most money. There is no such thing as a package or a non-package. Joke! "The face of the man in the suit is not good-looking.

"It's really not about money." The old bustard couldn't figure out what this person was about.

"It's not about money, then you see if such a thing can talk!" After the man in the suit finished speaking, he took out something from the back of the suit: "Smack!" He slammed it onto the table. As soon as the thing appeared, the people around it gasped!

I saw a shell gun with a glowing black gold luster placed in the middle of the table impartially.

The old bustard has never seen this formation.

"Alas! Uncle! You are going to... “

"Didn't you say you can't give money? So this thing is for you, right? The man in the suit took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and lit it.

"Great, uncle. You're laughing. What do I want it for? No matter what you eat or wear, you take care not to get angry! The old bustard was so frightened that he handed the shell gun to the man in the suit. The old bustard doesn't want gunshots to come out of Yutang Spring, these days, who knows what the owner of the gun is? Who dares to provoke them?

This kung fu, Ling Zhen, who was standing on the side, was so frightened that he couldn't stand still.

The old bustard is no longer in the mood to care about Yu Gongzi. She pulled Ling Zhen with a smiling face.

"This lord, our Miss Ling is grateful to you. Jane! Serve this master well! The old bustard gave Ling Zhen a look. Poor Ling Zhen was still struggling, and the old bustard dragged Ling Zhen upstairs.

"Mom! You promised Yu Gongzi! How do you ... Ling Zhen's tears fell down her pink face.

"Jane! Don't blame Mom, you saw this posture too! We can't afford to offend this kind of person! That's a real gun! What do you know at such a young age? These people are the masters of life! If you offend them, we don't want to open the door tomorrow in Yutangchun! Maybe it annoys them and turns around and kills, which is going to kill someone! My Jane! Mom still has to support this big family! You can be wronged! Yu Gongzi is not in Hangzhou these days, who can protect us! "The old bustard thinks that he has done his best to be benevolent and righteous, and this army is in chaos, and he has to eat with a mouthful of food, who is easy?

"Mom! I... Ling Zhen's mind was blank, and she didn't know what to say, and there was already a sound of tapping on the leather shoes of the man in the suit behind her.

The old bustard pushed the flustered Ling Zhen to sit on the bed, and when he turned around, the man in the suit had already followed into the house.

"Uncle! Let's Miss Ling sing you a song first? Our Miss Ling's voice is good! The bustard greeted him.

"Get out!" Two words popped out of the man's mouth.

"Huh? Uncle, you are... "The bustard is still procrastinating.

"I'm telling you out!" The tone of the man in the suit was even stronger.

The old bustard was too frightened to say anything, and carefully led the door away.

Only Ling Zhen was shivering on the bed in the room, and a huge black shadow stepped forward step by step.

"Ahh Ling Zhen's scream startled the old bustard, who had not yet walked downstairs, and frightened her into stumbling down from the stairs in three steps and two steps.