Almighty flower care master

Daming is a three-story teahouse imitating the mid-Ming Dynasty architecture. The interior decoration is considered half of a civilian teahouse. The reason why it can only be counted as half is because the price here is not as expensive as Yuhuating, but because it is here all the year round. It's all because of the powerful and high-ranking officials, and ordinary people still keep a respectful distance from this place. <It is a bit more elegant and noble, and the low-key luxury makes people unattainable!

After Qin Yang came to Hangzhou, he had been in contact with Yao Nu. She had recommended this symbol xi to him on the phone, and he had some impressions, but he didn't expect that someone would entertain him here! <Stopped at the door, the waiter who was waiting there immediately trotted over, opened the door, Qin Yang suddenly felt a fragrant wind hit his face.

The waiter's cheongsam was indeed opened very high, his thighs were white, and his chest was big. As for whether it was soft to the touch, Qin Yang was not sure.

The waiter looked cautiously, and asked softly, "Is this Young Master Qin?"

Qin Yang smiled and said, "It's me."

The waiter smiled and said, "It's like this. Mr. Fu is on the third floor, please follow me."

The waiter was leading the way in front of him attentively. Half a minute later, the two of them went up to the third floor together. At the stairs on the third floor, the waiter pointed to the direction of a box and said respectfully, "It's right there, Young Master Qin. Please go over."

Qin Yang asked: "Aren't you going to take me there yourself?"

The waiter smiled sweetly and said, "Mr. Fu told me to bring it here. I can't go there if the guest has told me."

Qin Yang was a little disappointed, he still wanted to see more, after all, if there are advantages, don't take advantage of them, right?Just watched it for a while, it's too boring.

The waiter probably couldn't get used to Qin Yang's eyes, so he went downstairs and left, while Qin Yang walked towards the designated box.

At this time, it was close to noon, and the business of the teahouse was not very good. The entire third floor was empty, and no one could be seen. The carved wooden material was glowing with a light color, exuding a faint woody aroma, which mixed with the strong tea aroma. Together, it is refreshing.

Walking to the door, Qin Yang stretched out his hand to push the door. Just as he stretched out his hand, the door opened automatically. Then, a figure rushed out from inside.

The speed of the figure was extremely fast, and it jumped in front of Qin Yang with a vertical leap. It punched Qin Yang's chest. Qin Yang narrowed his eyes slightly and smiled strangely. The figure retreated quickly, avoiding the attack. fist.

The person who rushed out was running like thunder, almost at the moment Qin Yang retreated, he kicked horizontally towards Qin Yang's waist, Qin Yang twisted his waist, clenched his fist, and hit the man's ankle instead.

The man retracted his feet quickly, tilted his body, and slammed into Qin Yang's arms crookedly.

This person's reaction speed was very fast, almost comparable to the robed Taoist priest he met that day. Qin Yang was slightly surprised, but he didn't expect Hangzhou to be so crouching tiger, hidden dragon!

He had no intention of fighting. He stretched out his hands at an unbelievable speed, and twisted the fist that was thrown out by the man. The attacker's fist was caught, and immediately the figure flashed, and hit Qin Yang's chest again.

How could Qin Yang give him a chance? He kicked him in the chest at an unimaginable speed, and then he grabbed the man's hand and quickly retreated three steps, disrupting the rhythm of this man's attack.

The hands that twisted the visitor's arms were as hard as iron, tightly clasped so that he could not move, a cruel look flashed across the corner of Qin Yang's mouth, he swung it down forcefully, and there was a crackling sound, and the man's hand It was twisted abruptly from it.

Goodbye Qin Yang rushed towards the private room fiercely, dragged the injured person like a dead dog, swung him up and smashed it hard, and smashed it on a table in the middle of the private room.

With a crisp sound of "click", the table was torn apart, and the figure who was thrown down passed out with blood splashed all over his body.

"Papa...papa..." At this moment, a slightly monotonous applause sounded, "Qin Shaoguo is really a good trick, it's really wonderful!"

On the sofa in the box, sat two middle-aged men.

One has a rich face, and the other is as thin as a stick, forming two dazzling extremes.

The person who spoke was a rich middle-aged man, with a smile on his face, he didn't even look at the person who was thrown in by Qin Yang, as if it was just a dead dog, and one more look would stain his eyes.

"Fu Jingyuan? What's the relationship between Fu Shao and you?" Qin Yang said lightly.

"Haha, it's me, it's me...Fu Shao is my son." The middle-aged man came up to him and extended his hand for a handshake.

Qin Yang didn't shake hands, took out a tissue from his pocket, wiped his hands carefully, and said, "What do you mean?"

Fu Jingyuan's face was slightly embarrassed by Qin Yang's lack of face, but he quickly recovered, invited Qin Yang to sit down, poured him a cup of tea, and then said: "Fu has been friends with Young Master Qin for a long time, Knowing that Young Master Qin's methods are unpredictable, so he wants to see and see, and I hope Young Master Qin can't be blamed."

Qin Yang touched the teacup and took a sip. He didn't look at the layout of the box, nor did he look at the thin middle-aged man sitting opposite him, but said with a half-smile: "If I don't give face, you What will happen?"

Fu Jingyuan poured tea for Qin Yang, but he didn't drink tea himself. He was smoking an ordinary Liqun, which cost 16 yuan a pack. After burning half of it, I took two puffs of a cigarette, then pressed it out in the ashtray, and quickly lit another one to continue smoking.

Qin Yang took a sip of tea, and Fu Jingyuan smoked a half cigarette. I don't know if it was because the smoke was too choking, but Fu Jingyuan's small eyes narrowed slightly into a line, making it impossible to see clearly what was in his eyes. s things.

"Young Master Qin is a smart man, so he naturally knows the right choice." Fu Jingyuan smoked the remaining half of the cigarette in one breath, and said firmly.

Qin Yang smiled: "It seems that you know me well?"

Fu Jingyuan followed with a smile, noncommittal.

Qin Yang said again: "But I'm actually not smart!"

Fu Jingyuan smiled, and the smile froze on his face, and Qin Yang's words were still ringing in his ears: "Don't use your so-called clever means to test my patience. I'm not very patient. On the contrary, if you If you are smart enough, you should know what you choose is the right choice!"

Fu Jingyuan took out the third cigarette. The lighter had already been lit, but it failed in the end. He said, "I don't understand what Young Master Qin means."

"Sure enough, I won't give up until I reach the Yellow River!" Before Qin Yang could finish his sentence, his figure suddenly jumped up, jumped over the coffee table, and ran towards the skinny man sitting beside Fu Jingyuan.

The timing of his attack was too sudden, before Fu Jingyuan could react, he saw Qin Yang leave his seat, and then heard a muffled sound, Qin Yang's fist collided with the skinny man's fist.

The skinny man was sitting on the sofa, leaning back after being punched by Qin Yang. Seeing that the situation was not good, he wanted to jump away. Qin Yang would not give him a chance, and then the second punch came.

The skinny man's complexion suddenly changed, knowing that his fate would not be long, Fu Jingyuan lost his mind, and hurriedly shouted: "Young Master Qin, be merciful!"

Accompanied by his words, Qin Yang's fist came down with a bang, and the wind of the fist was fierce, curling up the skinny man's few hair, a strand of long hair floated up, and fell into the ashtray, covered by the cigarette butt that had not been completely extinguished When it was hot, it gave off an unpleasant smell.

The ashtray was right in front of Fu Jingyuan, and Fu Jingyuan coughed for a long time after being smoked by the smell, his face flushed red from coughing, and he was in a panic.

The skinny man who had been sitting still was still sitting, but his face was dead white, his eyes were turned outward, like a goldfish out of the water!

Qin Yang didn't take his life, but the momentum was still there, his momentum was awe-inspiring and unstoppable, which almost made the thin man's heart break. How could he not understand that Fu Jingyuan's Longmen Formation was set up for the wrong target!