Madame is as charming as a flower

Chapter 321 Hongmen Banquet. 3
Fujiwara Hiroshi's face was condensed, and his tone was icy: "You guys still have the face to see me?"

In the past few days, Jing Dao-kun and others have been begging to see Hiroshi Fujiwara.

But they were all rejected by him.

Sensing Hiroshi Fujiwara's anger, everyone lowered their heads one after another, and said in panic, "Your Excellency, please calm down!"

"If it wasn't for the fact that the empire was employing people, you guys would have been dealt with according to the law." Hiroshi Fujiwara's tone was always calm, but there were countless vicious and hostile auras hidden in it.

Gu Qingmiao persuaded softly: "Brother, calm down, why don't you transfer these people to another place, here in Qianjiang, you alone are enough."

Staying here hindered Hiroshi Fujiwara's eyes.

She couldn't bear him to be so angry.

"Right on my mind."

Fujiwara Hiroku agreed, saying that he would never stay by his side for those who get in the way.

These few people are useless, so they can only be sent away.

This remark hit the hearts of several people.

It would be a torture to let them stay with Hiroshi Fujiwara.

Simply let him speak.

After several people withdrew, Gu Qingmiao said in a calm voice: "Jin Tingxiao and others are difficult to deal with, especially the ninth girl from the Fu family, who is even more difficult to figure out her thoughts, you must be careful."

After fighting Fu Yuejun, she knew him well and it was difficult to control him.

No.

It should be that no one can control Fu Yuejun.

That woman is supercilious and arrogant, but she can't be hated.

It seemed that she was supposed to be the king of this world.

Gu Qingmiao has seen countless women, but she has never seen a woman who is as stunning as Fu Yuejun.

In front of her, even Gu Qingmiao, who was always proud and confident, felt ashamed.

She is just too good.

He was born in a famous family and had a good appearance.

The marksmanship is superb, bright and flying.

It is the most perfect work in the hands of the Creator, which gathers all the bells and spirits in the world.

"It's okay, no matter how powerful a person is, there are also weaknesses."

Hiroshi Fujiwara's lips curved slightly, as if he was smiling, and there was a wolf-like gaze and killing in his eyes.

Without making a fuss, he already had everything in his hands.

Cold confidence.

Seeing how confident he was, Gu Qingmiao felt a little relieved.

But she never thought that Hiroshi Fujiwara's words would be a prophecy in the end.

Everyone in the world has weaknesses.

Hiroshi Fujiwara is no exception.

The banquet venue is set in an ancient and mysterious manor.

The ancient manor quietly dormant in the darkness, Fu Yuejun and others walked through the winding corridor, and saw the wide courtyard protruding out, deep and mysterious.

A waiter opened the door to welcome everyone in.

Inside the hall is an antique restaurant, with cigarette smoke curling up and lanterns flickering, a lantern hanging on a wooden shelf in the four corners, a moon-white lampshade, and candles burning faintly.

The dim light shone lightly, and the whole room was filled with eerie silence.

As soon as Song Chen stepped into the room and saw that the lights in the room were dim, he felt a pain in his head, and couldn't help swearing: "What the hell is Hiroshi Fujiwara doing?"

He actually hates dark places.

Because at that time, in order to make his marksmanship more accurate, he often practiced his marksmanship in the dark.

Later, the marksmanship was indeed accurate, but he hated the dark extremely.

I hate the current dire situation even more.

"Anyway, I have no good intentions." Fu Lingcheng lit up a lotus lantern, and the room became much brighter at once, but it was still difficult to hide the lonely and weird atmosphere.

Not at all popular.

(End of this chapter)