The person who spoke was Xue Xiang. Xue Xiang had already changed a table close to them, leaving Kang Tong and Lei Xiaotian to eat and drink at the original table. He asked for a bottle of red wine and listened to their conversation with all his strength. As expected, he asked for calligraphy and painting. Seeing that Hu Hongzhuang stopped talking, Xue Xiang knew that she must be in a dilemma and was about to appear by herself, so he spoke out.

Hu Hongzhuang was having a fierce ideological struggle. Just as she was about to answer, she heard someone greeting her. When she looked up, she saw that the younger brother admired her very much. She couldn't remember what she called her. She only remembered that her younger brother called her third brother. Hu Hongzhuang just covered up her embarrassment and said to Xue Xiang with a smile: "It turns out it's you. I haven't been to the house for a long time. I have recovered for almost a year and didn't think of a place to go. Now, my father insisted that I enter the security bureau and report to me next month. Come, come, third brother, sit together." Hu Hongzhuang was clever. Her younger brother called her third brother. It's definitely right to call her third brother. He may not be older than his younger brother. There are only one person, which can ease the tense atmosphere just now.

Hu Hongzhuang called Xue Xiang to sit down, just as Xue Xiang wanted. He was afraid that Hu Hongzhuang would not know him, so it would be difficult to get close to An Weihong. Xue Xiang walked straight to the table, pulled a chair and was about to sit down, but An Weihong stopped him.

"This little brother, I want to have a meal, drink and find another table. You can order whatever you want and drink. Just order it. It's inconvenient for me to talk about serious matters here." An Weihong did not get up, squirted a cigarette at Xue Xiang and waved his hand.

Xue Xiangli ignored it and sat down directly, snapped his fingers, and the waiter brought a pair of tableware. Xue Xiang took the initiative to pour a cup of Porto for himself, took a sip, opened the cigarette box, popped up a cigarette, held it, and said, "Sister Hongzhuang, don't mind me smoking. I saw this little brother smoking, so I followed the crowd." Xue Xiang ignored An Weihong directly, and returned the "little brother" who sent him out intact, secretly mocked him as a fake gentleman, smoking when the lady was eating, and of course, he made an excuse for himself to smoke.

An Weihong was ignored by Xue Xiang, and was so angry that he felt a little stomachache. When did a cat and a dog dare to be arrogant in front of him? He slammed the wine glass on the table, his narrow eyes tightened, and the fish tail was faintly revealed at the corners of his eyes. His small eyes became smaller. He smiled sinisterly: "Boy, don't be shameless, get out of Ma Liu'er, otherwise you will have to walk in and crawl out."

Before Xue Xiang could speak, Hu Hongzhuang said anxiously: "Third brother, why don't you go to another table to have dinner first, and let's talk about the past again." Hu Hongzhuang didn't know Xue Xiang, so she didn't know Xue Xiang's temper. Although Xue Xiang was not the young man who would rather be sloppy, he was not the one who could let others call him around, even if he had something to ask for.

Xue Xiang refused to suffer any loss, so he took a deep breath of cigarette and sprayed it at An Weihong. The thick smoke went away tightly and urgently. Before An Weihong had time to avoid it, he just took a sip of wine in his mouth, relying on his nose to breathe. This time, the second-hand smoke that Xue Xiang sprayed was fully accepted. An Weihong was choked and blushed, and all the wine that had not been swallowed in his mouth was sprayed out, splashing everywhere, mostly splashing on the crotch, and for a moment he was extremely embarrassed.

Before Xue Xiang could curse back, An Weihong was so tired of his own cigarette that he felt relieved. Hu Hongzhuang was concerned about her face and quickly handed An Weihong napkins. In fact, she was already happy: I asked you to be arrogant and bully your aunt, and I deserve it.

An Weihong stood up in a panic and whistled to the two guards at the door. Immediately, two tall guards rushed in, stood at attention, and said to the chief for instructions. An Weihong trembled his fingertips and pointed at Xue Xiang and said, "Drag this kid out for me and make a hard fix."

Seeing that things were urgent, Hu Hongzhuang quickly smoothed out and said, "Wei Hong, you see that this matter is just a misunderstanding. Just give him this time, I will agree with what you said."

"No, everything else is easy to say. If this matter fails, it will be useless for anyone to plead. Even if you promise to give me "Luqiqians" and I will deal with this kid." An Weihong ignored Hu Hongzhuang's persuasion and said hatefully.

When the two soldiers saw An Weihong give the order, they drove away the waiter who came to dissuade him and approached Xue Xiang. Xue Xiang was still sitting on the chair with a golden sword. He tasted a little, and the wine slid at the corner of his mouth, allowing the wine molecules to fully touch the taste buds and taste the seductive fragrance. Kang Tong and Lei Xiaotian had known that Xue Xiang had been moving here, and suddenly saw two soldiers in military uniforms walking towards Xue Xiang's table. They knew that things might be bad, so they got up and prepared to go over, but were stopped by Xue Xiang's obscure gesture and sat down again, just keeping it close to the situation there. If the situation was wrong, they rushed forward. Even if the other party had a gun, they had to fight.

"This bottle of Porto is not produced by Fitley Winery in 1943. It should be produced by Skatu Winery in 1947, and it is mass-produced. I'm right? Master An, you should have brought it yourself. Lao Moke doesn't have Porto. However, even if it's been put in 1947, it's rare to have it now. Unfortunately, Master An did not preserve it well, otherwise the quality of this wine should be higher." Two guards were already standing in the middle, Xue Xiang was still sitting on the chair and did not move. Instead, he commented on the red wine brought by Hua Weihong.

An Weihong sneered, "You kid know me? Come with you with good preparation. I can't tell that you kid is quite petty bourgeois. I underestimated you before. Since you know who I am, you dare to come to me and make noise. Forget it, I'm too lazy to ask who you are. It's indispensable to get rid of it. If you have anything to say, you will climb up in front of me and say. Xiaoma, Xiaohuang drag him out for me."

The two soldiers were ordered and reached out to grab Xue Xiang's shoulders. Xue Xiang's shoulders were sharp, avoiding the hands of the two, clasped their fists and slapped them out quickly, and hit them hard at the waists of the two. Taking advantage of their waists being sore and weak, they quickly turned into palms, inserted them into their arms, and then retracted their hands, raised their elbows and hit the two jaws, knocking the two soldiers fainted. Xue Xiang's reclaimed hands had two black 54 pistols, and all of this was done in a flash. Xue Xiang took out the magazine of the pistol on his left hand, retreated the bullet, and the gun on his right hand was against the table, covered the gun with a napkin, and only exposed the muzzle, aiming at Hua Weihong upwards.

In an instant, the situation turned sharply, and the offensive and defensive momentum was easy. At this time, An Weihong's body, which had not yet sat down, was already like a sieve, and his hands were tightly grasping the edge of the table before he could barely stand. An Weihong really couldn't believe that one day he would be pointed at by a gun. He went anywhere he would not be applause or flowers, but he met three or two people who were blind. When the IDs of the two guards around him were lit, he would immediately avoid the evil and everything went smoothly, and he didn't have to say too much. Nothing like the guy he met today,

First, he drank his own wine casually, then sprayed himself with smoke, and finally was surrounded by his two tall guards, and he dared to hurt people and seize the gun. When did such a desperate come out of the capital? This public security is too chaotic. Do you care about the Public Security Bureau? An Weihong lamented in his heart. While he complained that he was unlucky - he met desperate when he went out, he was annoyed by the Public Security Bureau - the ineffective appeasement of the local area, and even more annoyed by the two guards. Two big gunmen can't beat an empty-handed boy.

An Weihong had no time to think more. The outlaw in front of him had already opened the security. He could see the black muzzle of the pistol aimed at his eyebrows. He didn't dare to move, for fear that the other party would pick the trigger in excitement. His life would be dead. He had not enjoyed enough of this colorful world, and it was really worth exchanging his life with the guy in front of him. An Weihong said in a trembling voice: "Brother, we have something to discuss. We don't have any deep hatred. We don't need to move this, be careful of getting angry."

"Yes, third brother, put away the gun quickly and apologize to Wei Hong. Let's just forget about this. Wei Hong, you won't cause trouble for him, right?" Hu Hongzhuang was also frightened. She was about to have a shooting case. If An Wei Hong died here, her family would be finished. If she had known her, she would have agreed to An Wei Hong early, so why would she have done so many things?

"No, no need to apologize. It's me who should apologize to this brother. What trouble is it? It's me who caused trouble for this brother." An Weihong had no intention of asking Xue Xiang to do this and that. He just wanted to go home quickly, hide in his room, take a few packs of Dingjing San, and tremble in his quilt. He grew up with a honey pot, and he was an expert in using conspiracies, but letting him face swords and guns that were not at all courage. Cherishing his life and fearing death is a common problem for children in this kind of yard that is nourishing.

Xue Xiang pressed his left hand down and smiled and said, "Mr. An, Sister Hongzhuang, sit down, sit down. I was here to say hello to Sister Hongzhuang and have a meal by the way. I didn't expect that Mr. An, who has such a bad temper, is also a rogue move, it's considered a self-defense."

An Weihong thought to himself, you are not making a living. I just said that I have bought dinner, and I am still here. Also, I also said, "I'm a bad temper, I'm just someone to clean up you, but I didn't expect you to fuck you, and who is more irritable." An Weihong had no choice but to sit down with Hu Hongzhuang, and his two guards were still sleeping on the ground. The waiter wanted to come and help them help them get up, but An Weihong scolded him and was so angry that he was just spreading to them."

An Weihong's table was chosen relatively secluded. Because he wanted to talk to Hu Hongzhuang, he set up in a corner by the window in the northwest corner. There was no one nearby tables, and no one noticed what was going on here for a moment. Seeing that the two guards were fucked by Xue Xiang, Kang Tong and Lei Xiaotian knew that the third brother had controlled the situation. The hanging heart was relieved, and the two continued to drink.

Seeing An Weihong sitting down, Xue Xiang raised the napkin covering the gun body, took the gun back, turned it around a few times, pushed it on the table, and stopped the pistol at the twenty-year-old man of An Weihong. Xue Xiang smiled and said, "Mr. An, don't be nervous, come on, take the gun, let's continue to eat and drink."

An Weihong and Hu Hongzhuang were both confused by Xue Xiang's actions. They didn't understand why he took the initiative to hand over the bullet-loading gun. Wouldn't he be afraid that Hua Weihong would cause trouble for him after he escaped? Both sides didn't even negotiate the conditions.

An Weihong stared at Xue Xiang tightly, slowly reached out to touch the gun, and finally approached the gun and grabbed it. He quickly pulled his hand back, turned his head to aim at Xue Xiang, and also imitated Xue Xiang's appearance, covering the gun with the napkin just now. An Weihong smiled, laughing so hard that he was so angry that he laughed so hard that tears came out. The rampant laughter caused the diners in the hall to watch together. Everyone didn't understand what was interesting about it, and some people laughed so wildly. Kang Tong and Lei Xiaotian kept paying attention to the situation at Xue Xiang's table. Their faces changed drastically, and they really didn't understand why the third brother failed.

An Weihong smiled, and Xue Xiang laughed too.
Chapter completed!