He nodded cleverly, and looked up inadvertently to see a few black men in buckets in the restaurant, all tall and majestic, exuding a sense of death from all over his body. At first glance, it was devoted to eating this bowl of rice.

One of the sturdy people turned her head around, her face full of potholes, and she almost spit out the beef in her mouth. Coughing violently, Gongsun Weiming turned his head and patted her back in a hurry. She quietly asked, "Seven brothers, they are ..."

"Dongchen's killer!" He answered slowly, but he didn't understand why Yuner's sister was such an expression, she looked a little vomiting.

Of course she wants to throw up! Dongchen's killers have grown like this? They are all extremely ugly, even more embarrassing than the beggars on the street, and they don't know if their masters will not be able to eat when they look at them? It seems that the owner of Dongchen really has a strong taste.

"Qigong, how do I feel they are asking for food?"

Looked upstairs and patted her hand, "People can't look at each other and look at each other. Don't look at them like a Larry, all of them are a good hand in Dongchen, not to be underestimated." I chopsticks beef on the ground, put it in the mouth, and said with a smile: "It seems that they came to me, but tonight we can just sit and watch them talking to each other."

"Seven brother, can there be two groups of people here, both sides are holding back each other?" How did she seem to find only those upstairs?

"Of course not! Although they are all from Dongchen, they don't look good to each other, they have long wanted to put each other to death. Especially now, they are fighting for the top two leader."

"No wonder you recognized them as Dongchen's people, but they didn't panic at all!" The family did not deceive outsiders, and Dongchen's virtue seemed not to go far.

"Why should I panic?" He looked at the people upstairs with disdain. "Only these people are easy to deal with. I worry about another one. I feel he is getting closer and closer to us."

As she looked up, he said, "Here!"

A man with white hair and waist came in. Carrying a guqin, holding a sword in his hand. When he looked up at Gongsun Yuner, she was surprised, Tong Yanhefa, handsome appearance, evil looks, so there is such a good face in this world? If she hadn't seen his throat, she would have thought he was a woman.

Fortunately, he is a man. If he were a woman, the capital would be terrible and there would be a few more murders caused by women. However, would he cause the ladies of the Gongqing family to rob, especially the ones named Zhang Shuier and Wang Fuya?

If so, she would rest assured that her fiance would no longer be remembered.

Gongsun Weiming noticed that she had been staring at him, and immediately became alert. Although she was superior to that, she was inevitably worried that she liked such a pale-haired guy, and he had to get rid of him as soon as possible.

He looked at the man over there lightly, tapping her bowl and said, "Be careful when you eat, don't look around, and be careful."

"Oh!" Looking down at the rice.

Feeling the acidity emanating from him, I was a little worried whether he would ever deprive him of his freedom. But at least it can be said that he still cares about himself.

It's not that she degrades others, that person is really less than one tenth of Gongsun Weiming's. Although he looks good, he still lacks the kind of calmness and deterrence in his body.

The man looked around, locked his eyes, smiled slightly, and approached personly, "Can I sit down here?"

Gongsun Weiming glanced at him coldly, and the visitor was not good. "No, I don't like sharing things with others."

He looked at the dishes on the table and turned away with a smile. Sit down at the adjacent table and ordered the same dish.

When Gongsun Yuner was about to scold him for not having a strong opinion, he held up his glass and said, "This dear, under Junlin, I don't know if I can enjoy my face with a drink."

"It's too stingy to drink a jar."

Looking at his fragile appearance, it is estimated that the two altars were drunk and unconscious, and then he was thrown away a little bit, preferably not to appear in Beijing forever.

"My dear, I have a good drink, please!"

It is indeed the dreaded "King of Liang", Jun Lin smiled slightly, and drank the wine jars on the table in advance. Wiping his mouth and shouting, "Good wine, come to the altar again, I'm going to be drunk with you!"

At the sight of the shopkeeper, he took out the silver, and immediately called the second elder brother to bring some altar to wait for a good wine, and said charmingly: "This man, if you are full of fun, I will send it again."

Jun Lin waved his hand, and the shopkeeper immediately walked away. He brought the jar of wine to our table and said, "I don't know your dear name yet?"

It seems that he still underestimated him, Gongsun Weiming felt that his plan was very poor. However, he didn't seem to pay much attention to Sister Yun'er, and she didn't like him too much, and he gradually became happy.

"Under the last name Sun Ming!"

As soon as Gongsun Weiming finished speaking, Gongsun Yuner smiled immediately.

Jun Lin looked at her and asked him with a smile: "Who is this young lady and what is she laughing at?"

He gave me a coddled look and said with a smile: "She is my wife, named Huayouyou. As for why she laughs, it is probably making friends for me."

"That's the case!" He looked at her. "I thought it was something on my face that made me laugh and look at me! Come on, brother, let's not get drunk."

The two brothers were commensurate with each other, and they were very happy to talk to each other.

Didn't he say that this man came to kill him, how did he start to call his brother and his brother up? Watching the two men drank two jars of wine again, admiring Gongsun Weiming more and more, and actually dared to have a drink with a stranger under the eyes of the killer, and drunk drunk, aren't they afraid that the people upstairs will come down and cut across the board?

"Seven brothers, don't drink any more, Junlin, you also stop and drink too much and hurt yourself."

Her words were automatically blocked by the two, and she was still drinking with a wine jar alone, making her look at them silently.

Stopping the second person who keeps delivering wine: "They are all drunk. Don't take them after you have delivered them."

Looking at them from time to time, I always pay attention to the movements upstairs. Fortunately, those people have not been moving, and they are constantly drinking and swearing vulgar swear words.

She was even more depressed, and her mouth was about to kill Gongsun Weiming. Why didn't she do it?

They poured four or five jars of wine one by one. Stimulated by Gongsun Weiming, Junlin was drunk and unconscious after another pot of wine, and fell asleep on the table.

Gongsun Weiming was still sober. He called the shopkeeper and took out the money. "Treasurer, please troubleshoot a room for my brother. When he wakes up, tell him I will come again tomorrow."

After the shopkeeper called Xiao Er, Jun Lin helped him away, he smiled and said, "Look, are you worried that I'm drunk? Rest assured, I won't get drunk so easily."

Seeing his face flushed and panting, he was clearly drunk. Since he said this, she was not good at refuting him.

He nodded and held her hand. "Okay, let's go home."

As soon as I walked to the door, I heard someone upstairs slap on the table and shouted, "Isn't Gongsun Weiming here? He's been waiting for a long time. Why is there no ghost?"