The West Wind is a song that leaves people mourning

Chapter 84
The thin monkey fixed his eyes on Gu Yunlan who came in, and stepped on the bench with one leg, looking ready to stand up at any time to prevent him from approaching Murong Qian.

But when Gu Yunlan came in, he only had a few words of greeting with the shopkeeper, and then Gu Zi sat down at the table in front, and finally nodded and smiled at Murong Qian.

This move can be regarded as a nod of acquaintance, but in the eyes of the thin monkey, if Gu Yunlan and Murong Qian are sitting across the table after losing a table and two stools, that smile is a signal of provocation.

So his eyes became cross-eyed little by little.

The store quickly brought up two tables of sweet-scented osmanthus glutinous rice balls. The thin monkey eyes were still staring at Gu Yunlan without blinking. He only waited for Murong Qian to say, "Let's go after eating." Spoon to eat.

This is delicious... The thin monkey was dumbfounded before he could bite down.

The thin monkey spat it out and shouted, "Shouldn't the sweet-scented osmanthus glutinous rice balls be sweet? Yours are astringent and sour. I'm ashamed to say that they are the best glutinous rice balls in Haicheng."

Murong Qian took a sip and was a little surprised, but his reaction was not as exaggerated as Shouhou's. He put the money on the table and got up.

Gu Yunlan ate with gusto. Seeing Murong Qian get up, he put down his spoon and said, "Since Miss Murong is finished eating, come with me somewhere."

Thin Monkey stretched his arms and ran in front of Murong Qian, lowered his head and said softly to Murong Qian, "I'll call one, two, three, miss, just run away, don't worry about me."

Chu Jiu told him that Gu Yunlan was an extremely dangerous person, so no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't let him get close to Miss.

Murong Qian said, "It will take him two or three seconds to finish you off. How far do you think I can go?"

The thin monkey blinked, took out the gun at his waist, tossed it twice before holding it firmly, raised it up, and said, "Any...faster...can it be faster...my...my gun?"

Murong Qian recalled the last time at the police station, when Gu Yunlan swung the knife at her, the speed was really fast, so fast that she couldn't even react.

Ever since she watched Gu Yunlan take dozens of moves under Murong Ting's hands, she still had that speed, she knew that the person in front of her was just looking sick and weak.

Sure enough, it was a small knife drawn out from nowhere, and in less than a blink of an eye, Gu Yunlan's knife was placed on the thin monkey's neck.

Gu Yunlan casually raised his eyes and glanced at the thin monkey, and lazily said, "Now I know."

The thin monkey was completely frozen, he forgot to blink, forgot to breathe, only his heart was beating.

When he regained his strength, he started screaming like crazy from fright.

Gu Yunlan's eyes sank, and he said coldly, "Before trying to make things worse, should you ask your master first?"

Thin Monkey didn't expect him to be so careful, the other party saw it at a glance, and had no other choice for a while, so he had to calm down first.

Gu Yunlan smiled contemptuously at him, looked at Murong Qian and said, "If you ask me to look at that woman named A Xiang, she is better than her. Miss Murong's vision of people is really not flattering."

Murong Qian was concentrating on looking at the knife that was shining coldly and hurt Murong Ting.

There were no lights in the glutinous rice ball shop shed, and it was through the street lights on the street that she saw clearly the knife in Gu Yunlan's hand for the first time.

Thin and long handle, short and sharp blade, shaped like a willow leaf, is actually a scalpel.

And a life-saving knife became a murder weapon in his hands.

Murong Qian's eyes were slightly cold, "Third Young Master Gu has been quiet for so many days, and now he appears today, presumably he has a bargaining chip that is enough to shake me."

Gu Yunlan lowered his eyes and smiled, as if there was endless joy in his heart, and said, "The one who knows me is Miss Murong."

(End of this chapter)