Chapter eighty-five, still poor
Night!
Among the generals, singing and dancing!
Wine and food, glass and light to raise.
In the innermost curtain, there is a stark contrast to the bustle outside.
Inside, there should be five people seated, and the top leader is Huang Ming, the guard of Quancheng today.
The four people below sit on either side.
The dress of these four people was obviously different from that of the Great Zhou Dynasty, they wore turbans on their heads, their faces were rough, and their eyes were as deep as blueberries.
"General Huang summoned us today, I don't know what to do?"
Finally, one of them couldn't help it, and asked in a deep voice while holding a wine glass.
Today's banquet in General Huang's mansion is full of well-known people in Quancheng, but he is not outside to accompany the guests at this time, but he has called in these days.
The four of them glanced at each other, they were all smart people, and they naturally knew that there was only something strange about it.
"Haha, in that case, General Ben is also playing dumb riddles with you. ”
"I brought you in because General Ben wants your help with something. ”
Huang Ming is not verbose and nonsense, and gets straight to the point.
But when they heard the word help, a trace of imperceptible strangeness flashed in the depths of the pupils of the four people, and now Quancheng seems to be peaceful, but in fact, there are dark waves surging, and a careless one is very likely to have a big problem.
In this case, the four of them were selected, but I was afraid that things would not be simple.
After all, the identities of the four of them are extremely special.
"General Huang is polite, the entire Spring City is under the control of General Huang, where am I qualified to help General Huang. ”
"If even General Huang can't solve something, I can't do it. ”
Another man who looked a little fatter said.
His words were right, but unfortunately Huang Ming didn't eat this set at all.
"Really?"
"You are not ordinary businessmen, I don't think I need to say more about your identity. ”
Seeing the four of them laughing, Huang Ming snorted coldly, and the wine glass in his hand slammed on the table.
And his threatening tone was quite strong, which made the four of them look sinking!
"You have been able to take root in Spring City for more than three years, and this favor always needs to be returned to General Ben. ”
Fingers tapped on the table, and Huang Ming didn't talk nonsense with these people.
"General Huang, this is a threat to us!?"
Another emaciated man's eyes also had a hint of coldness and gloom: "Some things have been said, I don't think General Huang can get out of it." ”
At this time, the atmosphere had quietly become tense, and this sentence made the other three people feel a little more proud.