Volume 722 Asking Questions with Posture

And Qin Guan, who walked out of the room in response to the sound, was inexplicably blocked by Bu Qinglu who came back early, and a huge black sunglasses, following Bu Ge's movements, was placed on the bridge of Qin Guan's nose.

"Are you crazy? What kind of sunglasses will you bring me at night?"

"Put your ears close together, hurry up, people will bring you here right away!"

Such and such, such and such.

In a short while, Qin Guan opened his eyes wide behind the sunglasses, you cannon master, you really know how to play!

However, I like it.

After hearing the instructions, Qin Guan walked into the house with his hands on the wall. You asked him why he walked like that? Wearing sunglasses at night, no brightness, it's dark!

Quickly find a long bench for yourself, and sit down in front of the square table of the Eight Immortals. In this small, dimly lit room, the guests they captured by arresting tonight, who need a warm welcome, are welcomed.

As the neighbors said, the two suspicious men dressed in black were thrown into the house under the crowd's coercion.

Not to mention the hatred between these two people, black shirt, black trousers, and a black and gray tie in a fake way.

In this night where even Qin Guan was wearing shorts and a vest, the other party was pleasing to the eye no matter how he looked at him.

So, the two people who were surrounded in the empty space of this room raised their heads tremblingly after the crowd around them became quiet.

"Who are you! Do you know that what you are doing now is very dangerous, and it is about to step on the edge of the law!"

"I advise you, no matter what you plan to do, it's best to stop here..."

And this slightly bolder leader, as he raised his head, saw the true face of the person sitting in the main seat directly in front of them in the room.

Then, his mouth, which was originally as sharp as a machine gun, lost its original function, opened helplessly, and could only be used for a ride in a ridiculous way.

And his self-conscious murderous eyes completely changed the channel, no longer showing fierce light, but dull like the beads of dead fish eyes, motionless.

I saw three people in the hall, one on the left and one on the right, one fat and one thin, the two of them had white shirts and black trousers, with Tao and righteousness tattooed on their necks, and tigers and leopards were faintly shaking at the necklines.

The big black leather shoes with pointed toes glowed under the dim light bulb, and Hengdao immediately supported the horizontal handles on both sides of the chair, while slowly groping for the chair head, while staring at himself with interest.

And the man sitting on the Eight Immortals chair right between these two is even more amazing.

I saw that his face was like white jade, his sitting posture was like a pine tree, he didn't move at all, but there was an indescribable charm.

When they came in just now, the two steps taken by the mysterious man sitting in the middle, as a person who lives by looking at other people's faces, was clearly observed by him.

Everyone walks differently.

Some people are as stiff as wood, and they feel creaking when they take two steps.

Some people are graceful and graceful, softening to the heart with every step they take.

But the person in front of him walked differently from the others.

There is an indescribable grace, not delicate, and it is hard to say that it is rough.

With an inexplicable atmosphere, it seems that he took two steps lightly, with an indescribable charm.

And when he is sitting there, as long as he wants to, he can let people all over the world notice his existence, and if he doesn't want to, it's not something you can resist or not notice, his charm.

Stable and quiet, but restrained with unparalleled elegance.

Of course, this was when the leader of the men in black in the arena was only looking at the position above Qin Guan's face. kind of scene.

The one sitting in the middle, above the neck, is a proper nobleman, pardon his poor eyesight, maybe he is really a young and promising entrepreneur from some family.

But look at this one from the neck down, a big vest and underpants, it's the standard for ordinary citizens.

It's not that successful people don't wear shorts, but no one would wear them when meeting people and talking about things, right?

What's more, the man in black subconsciously looked down at Qin Guan's feet, hey, they look pretty good!

Pooh!

no! He was wearing a pair of slippers! Still plastic pins!

Seeing the man in black here, he immediately felt confident. He no longer felt the embarrassment of squatting on the ground. Instead, he methodically tidied up the gray-black tie that was about to become a hanging rope because of being dragged. , and then waved his hand in Qin Guan's direction.

"Brother, there is something to discuss."

"It doesn't matter what you do, look at your posture, you must be a rescuer invited by the old neighbor here."

Speaking of this, the man in black smiled lightly, rolled his tongue over the dust that had washed up on his teeth due to the dispute just now, and then slapped the ground beside him generously, Spit out the gravel in the mouth.

"To be honest, I've had contact with people like you. Tell me, where are the people in Sijiu City?"

"When you come back now, as the Paoertou of Dongcheng District, do they know?"

"You are definitely not from this area, otherwise why would you come to this muddy water?"

Bu Qinglu on the side just bared his teeth when he heard this, but Wang Hailiang, who had been impatient for a long time, stood up directly from the stool, and gave the man in black a big foot when he got up.

"I'm annoyed by you chattering people the most. You can't figure out the situation of both the enemy and us!"

'Oops hello'

That person was also able to bend and stretch, rolled on the ground with his head in his arms, and immediately changed his words: "Master! Now you are the master!"

Wang Hailiang looked at the skinny face of the person opposite, and felt his teeth itch for a while. He was just about to go up for a second kick, when he heard Qin Guan's inquiry from behind him.

"Brother Wang, let's not hit people, and be civilized and law-abiding citizens, wait for my question, if he doesn't answer satisfactorily..."

"Then let's beat it to death!"

"Come on!"

Hearing that the good-looking person in the center was really unpopular, as the little follower of the leader in black, he couldn't help but slapped a slap in the face.

Then, the man in the middle of the main hall continued to speak without a trace of fireworks.

"I ask, you answer."

"What do you guys do?"

The leading man in black had already got up from the half-rolling state at this time, and just adjusted his squatting posture, who would have imagined that his companion beside him couldn't wait to answer for him. (To be continued.)