City Marshal

Everything is floating clouds, and the most worrying thing is to sneak into the killer.

Although Qianlong Garden's masters like clouds make it difficult for killers to do anything, it will eventually depress the people at the banquet, so Chutian will pay special attention to safety issues, not to mention that Chen Taishan's ancestral grave has remained silent since the digging, and the silence of the Bamboo Union Gang cannot be ignored. Let Chutian worry, Lao Chen is secretly brewing a huge storm.

Seemingly aware of Chutian's worry, Fanjian nodded solemnly.

He took half a step forward and replied respectfully: "Young commander, don't worry, there is absolutely no problem with safety. All the chefs are hired from the Wangfu restaurant, and all of them have verified their identities, including social relations. The hall masters who are going to the banquet will also Being inspected at the door, there will never be a situation on the Spring Festival night!"

Chu Tian smiled slightly, and slowly responded: "Mortal, I believe in you!"

Although Fang Qing's position in the Shuaijun is not considered to be at the peak, she is almost the third in command of the Shuaijun, except for Chutian, who is full of generals, and Deng Chao, who is fair and strict, because of her relationship with Chutian. The importance of the Xingyue group, Fang Qing's prestige in Shuaijun has already surpassed that of the same level in the mortal world.

Therefore, although the invitation card stated that the birthday banquet ceremony was at [-]:[-] p.m., from [-]:[-] p.m., invited hall masters from different halls and regions flocked here. In the beautifully packaged gift box, write your name and Fang Qing's blessings on it.

Fan Jian in suits and leather shoes stood at the gate in front of Qianlong Garden, warmly greeting the guests.

Chutian once asked the mortals not to lower their status to welcome the guests, but the latter insisted that these hall masters are the pillars of the handsome army, and only by welcoming them in person can Chutian show his importance and closeness, and make the handsome hall master go through life and death for Chutian even more. Feeling the good intentions of the mortal world, Chu Tian had no choice but to admit that he was tossing.

The festive glow from Qianlong Garden made Photon, who was resting and recuperating, also come out.

Chutian took the opportunity to let him entertain the hall masters who arrived in advance. Guangzi has always been a bold and straightforward person. After he and the hall masters got to know each other, they began to talk about the sea and the sky. Wei sighed with emotion: "Today's society is really unfair!"

A disdainful smile rose from the corner of Guangzi's mouth, and he said noncommittally: "Fair? If there is strength and money, there is fairness. Power comes out of the barrel of a gun. This is the fairness of the dog day. Money represents rice and steamed buns, beautiful women's breasts and butts, and Guangzong Yaozu. Without money, a man is even worse than a dog!"

After hearing this, everyone felt at ease, and there was constant laughter in the private room.

To a certain extent, the photons who are fighting on the front line are better at managing their subordinates than Chutian. He holds on to the words ruthless, wealth, and sex, with a big stick in one hand and a carrot in the other, completely close to the lives of those brothers on the line of life and death. , so the hall masters all felt the same way, and the relationship with Photon instantly became much closer.

However, Chu Tian's subordinates have an orthodox attitude. They only know how to start with harshness and passion, trying to subtly let them feel what is ideal and what is morale, but this is like painting on tiles. When the breasts sway and the thighs turn over, the traces of beautiful paintings will be blurred.

Brother Shuai Jun was more trembling in front of him, not daring to make a sound.

Even though Guangzi Haizi is self-made brothers like Chutian, as time goes by, their awe of Chutian is getting stronger day by day. They feel that the young commander's cold temperament is getting stronger and stronger, and all the world's enjoyment is not in his opinion. It is worth mentioning that the whole person is more like an iron-blooded crazy machine.

Fight, fight, fight again!It seems to be the main theme of Chutian.

If it weren't for Chutian's many beauties, the brothers would really think he was made of steel. To use a simple analogy, the hall is full of chatter and laughter, and the atmosphere is warm and harmonious, but as long as Chutian comes in, there will be silence, and everyone present will be running at high speed Think about what to say to please Chutian.

Usually this one will say that there is something wrong with the jurisdiction recently, and how to improve it; that one will analyze the situation on the underworld, and express to Chu Tian that he has been thinking about it; Even Photon will rack his brains to discuss a few things.

Absolutely no one dares to flatter indiscriminately.

Just as Guangzi was explaining, there was noise from the garden, accompanied by elongated huqin and gongs and drums, and Guangzi patted his huge head and muttered to himself: "God! What a tragic sound?" ? Mo Feifan invited the lion dance team? This is Fang Qing's birthday party, not her [-]th birthday."

Just as everyone was about to go out to find out what happened, Guangzi's eyes swept across the figure flashing by the door.

He recognized that it was Chutian's new housekeeper, Mo Mo, so he hurriedly shouted: "Mo Mo, come here." The busy Mo Mo stopped, and stood still with some respect: "Light Brother, what are your orders?"

Photon pointed to the noise outside and asked, "What's the sound outside?"

A smile bloomed on Momo's doll face, and he replied loudly without thinking: "Oh, that is the famous Peking Opera troupe invited by the military advisor. They will sing two or three performances to cheer up the hall masters. Now they are auditioning, so It's a bit noisy, Brother Guang, if you are bored staying in the house, you can go out and have a look!"

Photon rubbed his head and muttered to himself: "Peking opera troupe? Yanwu troupe is still interested!"

Hearing Guangzi's words, all the hall masters burst into laughter, while Mo Mo blushed slightly, and a shy look flashed across his brows. Guangzi saw many gorgeous women, but there were very few innocent girls like Mo Mo. See, I'm busy keeping my mouth shut so as not to embarrass her, and at the same time, I'm a little interested in this girl.

A faint smile curled up on the corner of his mouth, how about taking her as Mrs. Yazhai?Nearly six o'clock, the lawn and hall of Qianlong Garden are full of cheerful crowds, including all the guests and guards, there are at least 300 people, and there are various cold dishes on the long dining table , fruit plate, and oak barrels containing champagne, beer, and wine, let the hall masters take them.

The flower basket next to the table is full of high-end candies.

Some hall masters gathered in groups of three or four, talking about the current situation of the handsome army, and some hall masters stood beside the temporary stage, watching the festive performances of the Beijing Opera Troupe, and occasionally humming in tune with the fashionable women They are chirping, like peacocks showing off their beautiful feathers.

The well-established men all raised their heads and held their chests high, one by one more polite than the other; uniformly dressed waiters or handsome military brothers, like fish swimming in the sea, under the command of the generals, Appear where you should be at the fastest speed, and do your best to meet the needs of the hall masters.

All this looks messy, but in fact it is orderly.

While Mortal and Mo Mo entertained the guests, Tian Yangsheng and the others scattered in every corner of the garden to monitor the situation. Ke Er and Hattori Hideko even carried sniper rifles upstairs to search for suspicious movements. Even Cheng Ge looked at the prisoner with eyes , The people staring at the surveillance screen checked carefully, trying to ensure the safety of the banquet tonight.

At seven fifty, the dinner party is about to begin.

Because I want to watch the troupe sing Peking Opera, all the tables and chairs that were originally placed in the hall were moved out. All the hall masters, including Fang Qing and others, filled up 25 tables. Ten tables are afraid that there will not be enough seats, which shows how extraordinary this simple banquet was organized by the mortal world.

In order to allow the hall masters who sit far away from the stage to watch, Mortal World also asked people to pull up a curtain five or six meters long and wide, and used a projector to project the performance on the stage into everyone's field of vision.

The delicacies were delivered continuously, and the laughter continued.

Tonight's drinks and dishes have to go through three checkpoints before they can be put on the table. The last checkpoint is tested by the chief surgeon and Qingcheng with silver needles. It is confirmed that it is non-toxic and fragrance-free before it can be sent to the hall master by the most reliable handsome brother In front of them, it can be seen from this point how much Chutian attaches great importance to the safety of the banquet.

Fortunately, everything is normal.

At eight o'clock, Chu Tian and Fang Qing walked out of the hall.

Tonight, Fang Qing is wearing a sky blue evening dress, which accentuates her tall and charming figure. Her jet-black hair is simply tied behind her head with a blue ribbon, and there is no trace of makeup on her elegant and refined face. , looks more and more clear and dusty, especially the style on his face is full of mature femininity.

Those black and white pupils revealed a sweet and happy expression. Huo Wuzui was the first to clap his hands, and Guangzi followed suit.

The hall masters are usually used to Fang Qing's simple dress, but now the charming impact of different styles makes the audience unstoppably amazed, my dear, it turns out that this girl is so charming, Chu Tian also wore a formal dress today, a dark black casual suit, Coupled with his indifferent and charming handsome face, he is simply enviable as a golden boy and a jade girl.

Fang Qing showed two intoxicating dimples, and said with a light smile: "Thank you for your blessings, thank you for your gifts, Fang Qing is very grateful, and at the same time thank you, the young commander, for taking me to heart. Swear and make a wish: Fang Qing is willing to dedicate herself to the young marshal in this life, and her feelings will never change until death!"

Everyone clapped their hands, and Qingcheng nodded slightly.

When the thunderous applause dissipated, Chu Tian waved his hand to calm everyone down, hugged Fang Qing and said with a smile: "Actually, I should be the one who is really grateful. Without Qing'er, it would be difficult to have the size of Shuaijun today, let alone tentacles all over the world." , she is the hero of Shuai Jun, she made the brothers less bloodshed and less sacrifice!"

"Come on, everyone raise your wine glasses and toast Qing'er to the most sincere wine!"

More than two hundred people all stood up, laughed and raised their wine glasses: "Regard Master Fang!"

Fang Qing's eyes were slightly moist, and she drank the wine in the glass with her head. The hall masters also finished the wine one after another. Chu Tian waved everyone to sit down, announcing the start of the banquet, and then everyone began to eat and drink lively. At the beginning, Everyone is still a bit cautious, but after a few glasses of wine, they are much more active.

They talked more with each other, and the more they talked, the more speculative they were, and the more wine they drank.

But Chutian couldn't drink too much because of his injury, so he took the time to look at the Beijing opera performance on the stage. The hall masters also stopped their wine glasses to look artfully. Farewell My Concubine was in full swing. Lao Sheng and Hua Dan's expressive eyebrows and penetrating three-pointers made everyone applaud uncontrollably.

Photon swept his eyes, and murmured in his heart: Yanwu is still beautiful.

Farewell My Concubine?The corner of Chu Tian's mouth revealed an indescribable solemnity, a needle-like chill was rising from his back, piercing his spine, piercing his bone marrow, piercing his heart, a kind of inexplicable terror , intense terror, oppressed his heart like a nightmare, and even made him inexplicably suffocate.

He picked up the wine and swallowed it down, suppressing the shock.

At this moment, Fan Jian came over, held the wine and smiled at Chu Tian: "Young Commander, although tonight is Hall Master Fang's birthday party, I still take this time to express my gratitude to you and the brothers. Without your support and love, the world would not have achieved what it is today, I hope I can toast to everyone!"

Fan Jian held the wine glass, his face full of sincerity.

Chu Tian didn't need to drink for Tang Tianao's face, but he had to be polite to such an important minister as Fan Jian, so as not to leave a feeling of intimacy to the hall masters, so he stood up with his wine glass and said with a faint smile: "Fan Jian In the meantime, I was injured and couldn't drink too much, but I drank the glass of wine you toasted with you!"

Mortals smiled, and turned to look at Fang Qing and the others: "Master Fang, let's toast!"