Chapter 345: Broken Sword, he is not worthy
"Jiang Hanying, what are you doing?"
Duanmu Long couldn't help but let out a low drink, she really couldn't calm down at this moment.
Although the friend who gave her the identification code is indeed the highest-level customer here, they can indeed enjoy the highest-level service after coming here, and they can be satisfied with whatever they want to play.
But that doesn’t mean you can openly cause trouble when others are performing!
This not only provoked the boss behind Lan Palace, but also interrupted other guests' interest in coming to have fun.
Will the guests who can come here be ordinary guests?
Most people don’t even know that such a place exists!
Can they still leave tonight?
When he thought that he might have to call his aunt and ask her to come over late at night or find someone to fish for him, Duanmu Long's eyes darkened again.
Jiang Hanxiang didn't hear Duanmulong's question. In fact, she really didn't care at this moment.
Get up, go on stage, walk straight up to the young man in costume on the stage, directly reach out and pull off the black scarf on the other person's face.
Under the kerchief is a face that has had a bad fate.
“It’s really you.”
Lin Yu pursed her lips and said nothing.
Jiang Hanying looked down at his sword-holding hand, which was still trembling uncontrollably, "What a good dog!"
She lowered her voice so low that only Lin Yu could hear it clearly. Whatever he said, his eyes suddenly narrowed uncontrollably and his lips pursed tighter.
As for Duanmu Long and others sitting in the audience, they could only see Jiang Hanying opening his mouth and saying something
Seeing such a development, Duanmu Long felt a little more solemn and panicked. Confuse.
But she couldn't go up to the stage and stand in front of everyone like Jiang Hanying. She could only look at Pei Yuan, who stood up but was still there, "Does she know the man on the stage? ”
Pei Yuan was frowning and looking at the face of the man standing opposite Sister Hanying. When Duanmulong asked, she quickly replied: "I, I don't know, but that man does look a little familiar."
Duanmulong Taki: "..."
This answer is no better than no reply!
There are so many people in the world who look familiar!
Seeing that Lin Yu was holding on without making a sound, Jiang Hanying was too lazy to say another word to him.
This is similar to that Feng Xiaoyu. Although her mind is still spinning, it is already dead to her.
It’s not easy for her to kill people in front of everyone.
He turned around and walked over to the sword that was still stuck on the ground, stretched out his hand and pulled it out.
The guests sitting next to him made a tactical backlash.
I was afraid that Jiang Hanying wouldn’t be able to hold it steady, so I swiped towards him.
The sword that can be inserted into the floor is not only real, but it is also drawn from the cliff!
This stroke is no joke.
Jiang Hanying didn't even look at him. She held the sword in one hand and clamped the middle finger of the sword between the index and middle fingers of her other hand. She moved her fingers with an expressionless expression.
There was only a soft "snap" sound heard at the scene, and the carefully forged sword suddenly broke into two sections.
Dancing a sword in front of her is such a joke!
The guests who witnessed her broken sword opened their eyes wide and were a little doubtful about life.
Did I guess wrong, that this sword is a prop?
What happened just now...
Before he had the courage to get closer to see if the sword was real or fake, Jiang Hanying had already walked away from the stage.
Before jumping off the stage, he threw the broken sword in his hand towards the center of the stage without looking back.
Lin Yu's pupils shrank and he quickly ran away without thinking.
The next second he dodged, the broken sword and broken sword tip plunged deeply into the ground where he was standing almost at the same time.
If he had not avoided it, it would have been his foot that was pierced!
I instantly felt that the soles of my feet were cold.
The guest who just wanted to get closer to inspect Broken Sword: "..."
I'm really scared this time!
When Jiang Hanying returned to her seat, she pinched a piece of chrysanthemum cake on the plate and put it in her mouth. She pressed the call button on the armrest and tilted her head towards Pei Yuan. "I'm leaving. I won't read anymore." I was in a good mood, but now it's all ruined.
“Ah, okay, okay.”
Although she didn’t know how Sister Hanying planned to get out, she believed in Sister Hanying unconditionally!
Jiang Hanying looked at Duanmu Long again.
Duanmu Long stood up subconsciously, wanting to say something but not knowing how to say it.
After such a big disaster, can they really leave here smoothly?
Soon, the young man in a white shirt who had previously received their group received the call and hurried over.
It’s just that compared to the enthusiasm and relaxation before, the young man’s face is more nervous and overwhelmed at this moment.
This is also the first time for him to serve such guests who dare to cause trouble here and then come back to call him after the trouble!
"Lead the way."
Pei Yuan: "..."
It turns out that this is how to go out. It is really simple and straightforward!
“Ah, yes, yes, it’s just this...”
Before he could finish speaking, the boss's voice suddenly came from the earphones, "Give them permission."
The young man couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, then regained his composure and made a more respectful gesture of 'please' , "Three distinguished guests, please, I will take three of them out."
Hearing that they could really leave just like that, Duanmu Long couldn't help being stunned.
It would be fine if it was her father or her aunt who came here. It would be possible to return her whole body.
But now she is alone. Even if she thinks highly of herself, she still thinks that she is not so proud in front of the master of Lan Palace.
That can only be...
She suddenly turned her head and looked at Jiang Hanying who stuffed another piece of chrysanthemum cake into her mouth.
Jiang Hanying: "I don't think it should be wasted."
She is angry with some people here, but not with simple food.
The divisions are quite clear here.
Duanmu Long: "..."
I can't complain at all!
Under the silent attention of everyone present, the three people walked unimpeded along the way back to the hall where they came in from the beginning, and then walked out of the villa door.
Duanmu Long stood at the end of the red carpet in front of the gate. After sending a message to the driver asking him to bring the car over, he couldn't help but look back at the big villa behind him while he was waiting.
At this point she was still a little in disbelief.
After Jiang Hanying got into such a big trouble, everything went smoothly. They didn't even have to explain or apologize, they just thought of it and were sent out!
It can be called a fantasy!
Pei Yuan is more calm than Duanmu Long this time. After all, she has always had an obsessive trust in her sister Hanying.
But there is still a doubt that I didn't have time to ask inside: "Sister, why did you interrupt the sword dance of the person on the stage just now?"
She felt that that person She was pretty good at the sword dance, probably the No. 1 sword dance she had ever seen.
In the end, I only saw half of it, and I didn’t get a chance to watch the subsequent part that was supposed to be about Dongmei. It’s a pity when I think about it.
Duanmu Long quietly pricked up her ears. She also wanted to know!
"He is not worthy!"
Pei Yuan: "..."
Duanmu Long: "..."
What is this answer?
Is there anything else worthy of this sword dance?
But seeing that Sister Hanying didn't want to say anything about it, Pei Yuan had to hold back and didn't ask any more.
Duanmu Long, who has a more distant relationship, is even more embarrassed to say anything when he sees this.
The white business car drove over slowly, the door opened, and Duanmulong hurriedly got in first.
This was her first time here, and it was probably her last time.
Before Jiang Hanying got in the car, she raised her head and glanced at one of the bright windows on the third floor of the villa. There stood a backlit figure, whose face was still unclear as before.
But that didn’t stop her from reaching out and showing her middle finger.
Damn it!
It’s best to fall into her hands as soon as possible!