Just after the Shen Shi, some impatient guests had already poured into the gate of Yuanfang Pavilion.

In the welcome building, the young people who were specially responsible for the reception began to get busy, leading the guests to the private rooms where the girls were interviewed.

As he was running and shuttling, one of them inadvertently looked up and saw a pair of young men and women with outstanding appearance, laughing with each other and walking in from outside the gate.

When the guide took a closer look and finally saw clearly that the young man who walked in first was actually the cold ice boy who had not been seen for months, his face suddenly changed.

Without thinking about it, he hurriedly turned around and ran upstairs to report to the boss urgently, something was wrong, and the plague god arrived!

The boss of Yuanfang Pavilion, Liao Jingdong, because he had just been promoted to the hall master of the Shunfeng Hall of the Loyal and Righteous League, was in the spring breeze, and he had a fluttering feeling of standing on the clouds from now on.

At this moment, he is sitting alone in an exquisite private room, eating small dishes, drinking small wine, humming a small tune, and enjoying the fun of life very comfortably.

At the same time, he was still wondering which girl's boudoir he was going to tonight.

However, it is a pity that this boss Liao's joy of life has just enjoyed a beginning, and he was led up by the person who ran up with a panicked face, and said it in a voice similar to a funeral, a news that can be called fatal, and completely discouraged!

As soon as he heard the word "cold ice" from the lead, Liao Jingdong's fat couldn't help but tremble, and then he glared at him and scolded in a low voice: "You idiot! Running up in such a panic, wouldn't you lead the way for that kid?! Get out of here quickly!"

The young usher was immediately frightened, and did not dare to say another word, but quickly turned around and ran out.

Liao Jingdong cursed in a low voice angrily, and when he raised his eyes, he found that the idiot had forgotten to close the door of this private room before leaving.

His big boss couldn't help but be even more angry, and quickly moved his fat body, walked over and slammed the door that opened inward.

But who knows, just before his hands could be taken away from the door, the door was suddenly pushed open from the outside!

As a result, Boss Liao, who was caught off guard, was suddenly pushed backwards by a strong force, and after stumbling two steps, he sat on the ground with his butt and fell straight to the sky.

Before he could let out a cry of pain, he was pulled up from the ground again and sat down directly on a large hardwood chair.

This time, this big boss Liao's sin is really great!

I saw him open his mouth suddenly, and then, a scream similar to killing a pig instantly resounded throughout the entire welcome building.

"How's it going, Boss Liao, how are you? Are your buttocks still intact?"

Hearing that extremely familiar Qing Yue's voice and the extremely familiar teasing words that came out, Liao Jingdong really didn't want to open his eyes at this moment and see Han Bing's extremely familiar and hateful face again!

Seeing the chubby Boss Liao sitting there with his eyes closed, just howling vigorously, Shui Lingluo was suddenly amused and giggled.

"It seems that Boss Liao has been really unlucky recently, and he fell down on his back, but he broke his eye!

While sneering, the bad boy Han Bing stretched out two slender fingers and firmly clamped the only place on Liao Jingdong's flat fat face that was still a little protruding - the bridge of the nose.

Liao Jingdong stopped screaming.

Of course, he knew in his heart that he could not continue to rely on this. Otherwise, it is really possible that Han Bing, a ruthless boy, will break the bridge of his nose!

Hurriedly opened the small eyes that were not big, and the big boss Liao said tremblingly: "Please Han Bing Gongzi...... Mercy on the old ones...... Things, I'm just ...... Do what you are told. There really isn't any ...... between me and my son Grievances ......"

Seeing that Liao Jingdong was finally willing to open his eyes and speak, Han Bingdang withdrew his two fingers, bared his teeth and smiled at him, and said: "Boss Liao must have misunderstood!

In fact, today I was trying to arrest the Beirong assassins, and I wanted to ask Boss Liao for a few extremely important things, so I took the liberty to come to the door to disturb.

I really didn't expect that I had tried my best to be extremely polite, but it still frightened Boss Liao. If you are rude, you can hope for a lot of Haihan!"

Liao Jingdong sat there grinning for a long time, and finally squeezed out a dry laugh, "The cold ice boy is really ...... It's too polite! I definitely don't dare to ask for advice, since it is to arrest the Beirong assassins, the son can ask if he has something. Liao will definitely know everything, and he will say everything. ”

"Okay! Boss Liao is really a happy person!"

Han Bing slapped Liao Jingdong's shoulder vigorously, and immediately shook the fat on his body.

Liao Jingdong couldn't help baring his teeth and snorting a few times, forcibly holding back the pain that his poor ass was born again due to the vibration, and said in a trembling voice: "That...... Can you please sit down and talk about it in detail......

To be honest, being looked down on by Han Bing so condescendingly, Liao Jingdong really felt an indescribable discomfort and uneasiness.

But Han Bing didn't pay attention to him at all, but turned his head and smiled at Luo'er, who was staring at him with big eyes, and said, "Luo'er, the group of guys who are eavesdropping outside the door are really annoying, so I ask you, the heroine of the Xiuyun Sword Sect, to help me teach them a lesson, okay?"

"Why?" Shui Lingluo didn't move, and deliberately asked mischievously.

"Hinder my son's errand!"

There was a sneer on Han Bing's lips, and as he spoke, he slowly rolled up his sleeves, "Since you have the courage to hinder my son's errand, then you must be able to endure some hardships! Sometimes it is inevitable to see some blood, even if you go to court, you will have to suffer a hundred kills first!"

Shui Lingluo's big eyes blinked, and when he saw that Han Bing was also blinking at him, he knew that this guy was knocking on the mountain and shaking the tiger, and let the word go to that Boss Liao.

She couldn't help but chuckle, twisted her waist, "oh", "oh", "oh", and rushed out of the room with murderous steps.

Then, a series of crisp shouts and reprimands from Shui Lingluo sounded outside the door, and then there was a series of someone's wails and cries of pain, presumably someone was really beaten by this little girl.

Han Bing only grinned when he heard it, knowing that Luo'er deliberately made the movement so loud in order to cooperate with this forced confession in himself.

He believed that with the intelligence of that little girl, she should be able to stay outside for herself.

First, it can stop those who pass by here, whether intentionally or unintentionally, and prevent them from disturbing the conversation between him and Liao Jingdong.

The second is to give him room to give full play, and he can use all kinds of means to deal with Liao Jingdong, a guy who doesn't leave his hands.

Hearing that it was finally quiet outside, Han Bing bared his teeth at Liao Jingdong, and then raised a long leg and kicked directly on the armrest of the hardwood chair that had been crowded by the fat boss, making it even more condescending.

He leaned down, stared at Liao Jingdong's eyes that had become flustered, and said with a smile: "This son just wants to ask Boss Liao three simple things, I guess it won't be delayed for too long, but there is no need to sit down and talk about such trouble." ”

Liao Jingdong only felt that he was like a piece of meat that had been placed on the board, and there was really no room for any more struggle.

The only consolation is that I can still sit in a chair at the moment, instead of kneeling on the ground.

So he didn't dare to say more, so he just asked, "I don't know what three things the cold ice boy wants to know?"