Hosted female soldiers, all become world-class special forces

Chapter 1283 Restore the old system?

Except for the soft music of the venue, there was no sound.

Everyone watched helplessly as the woman's head shrugged in a strange arc in Zhuang Ming's hands, shrugging helplessly.

I saw that big hand throwing it casually!
Everyone's eyes followed the woman's body, and bumped into the arms of a terrified Xinyue Hotel servant.

He went on in a hurry, I don't know whether it was because he was frightened or frightened, and he was more than enough to hold two or three hundred kilograms with his hands, but now he almost fell to the ground, as if his hands and feet were uncoordinated, like a robot.

"Deal with it." The indifferent voice, the flat tone, did not have any fluctuations, and it could even be said that there was no trace.Emotions, everything is so indifferent and ordinary, as if the dead is not a person at all.

The servant of the Xinyue Hotel, who was hurriedly hugging the still-warm corpse, was sweating profusely, and his body trembled uncontrollably.Shaking, quickly replied: "Yes, sir!"

This is not a trembling that I can control, but a trembling from the soul.

The domestic slaves of Xinyue Hotel are all one in a thousand, with rich experience and strong psychological quality. What kind of scenes have you never seen before?

But what happened in the past few days has really subverted their worldview.

It is impossible for them to forget this indifferent voice in their entire lives. It is no longer a human voice, but a call from the god of death, as if it made them fall into the cold nine layers of hell.

Gollum~
The guests swallowed hard, watching this scene.

The servants of Xinyue Hotel urged incomparably quickly: "Quick, clean up quickly!"

In the eyes of everyone, it quickly returned to its original state, but the atmosphere here couldn't return to the lively scene it was a quarter of an hour ago.

Everyone's heart is like a big rock, pressing on the heart, stuck there, extremely heavy.

With a bright smile on her face, Poppy took the initiative to hold Zhuang Ming's arm, smiling sweetly, her smile was like a flower, like a dream.

It's a pity that no one dared to appreciate it at this time, and even quickly averted their eyes.

No matter how pleasing it is, they are not blessed to enjoy it. Under such a weird atmosphere, they can still laugh so sweetly and beautifully.

This woman is not simple at all.

In other words, poppy is not simple.

Hey ~
With a sigh, at the highest level of the venue, a somewhat desolate figure with his hands behind his back, dressed in a blue shirt, looks like an elegant and clean scholar in ancient times.

He had a panoramic view of what happened just now, without even missing a single trace.

Voices slowly came out of the venue, but they seemed a little cautious, as if they were afraid of offending someone, and the weird atmosphere hadn't disappeared even now.

"Young and old." After standing for a long time, he murmured to himself.

Like a gust of wind, a pitch-black, slightly hunchbacked figure suddenly appeared behind the man in the green shirt, and said respectfully, "Patriarch, did you call me?"

"You don't need to be too polite, after all, you are an elder." The man in the green shirt persuaded.

"You are the patriarch, etiquette cannot be broken." The hunchbacked old man replied lightly.

The man in the blue shirt didn't pursue too much in this regard, basically every time he would point out that the hunchbacked old man would be so stubborn every time, again and again, as if it had become the beginning of their communication.

"Old Qing, do you still doubt my decision?" The man in the green shirt paused for a moment, then said quietly.

"This person doesn't have a trace of murderous intent, but what he does makes me feel creepy. If he is really planning to frighten these proud hermit families these days, then I can rest assured that this person can accomplish great things."

The hunchbacked old man raised his face. It was not as old as imagined. It could even be said to be full and ruddy and shiny. His eyes, which could be said to have gone through vicissitudes, revealed a dazzling light. His voice was even more calm, and at the same time, he revealed a sigh: " It was the old man who was overthinking and thought that the Patriarch was just acting impulsively, but the Patriarch's vision was unmistakable."

"Hehe~~"

The man in the blue shirt didn't turn his head back, he looked up at the ceiling, and there was some emotion in his voice: "Old Qing, you don't have to blame yourself, in fact, I have been asking myself this way these days, doubting myself, is this decision right or not? wrong?"

"Hehe~~ Yeah, this is quite interesting." The hunchbacked old man let out a low laugh, and then fell into silence for a while.

"Brother Zhuang, this way."

Your friend, Wang Pangzhi is online.

The big belly and strong physique are really eye-catching, especially the person he called, which made many people look at him strangely. Many people's expressions were meaningful or curious.

Zhuang Ming smiled faintly, and waved to Wang Pangzhi and the others.

The few people standing beside Wang Pangzhi were still the same ones, um, there was one more Fuxi.

I don't know how Fuxi got involved with them, and Zhuang Ming didn't bother to care about it.

He said very emotionally: "You guys, you are really free. You only know how to sit together and brag all day long, and you don't know how to do something serious."

When Zhuang Ming said these emotional words, the people who were originally full of weird expressions suddenly had dark lines all over their heads.

Fuxi: "."

No three provinces: "."

Brother Xiao: "."

Master Fu: "."

Drama master: "."

Even Fatty Wang: "."

His face twitched, who is free?
Sleeping until almost noon before getting up, how dare you say that others are free?

Everyone here has business to do, and they have already arrived at the venue to make friends with many people, but Zhuang Ming has nothing to do.

They even have the face to say that they are idle. At this time, they really have a bad mood.

And every time Zhuang Ming appeared on the stage, he was bound to be either a dead person or a turmoil, one big movement followed by another, it was a troublemaker.

Fuxi's face twitched violently a few times, but he didn't speak. He really didn't know how to answer for a while.

In fact, in this venue, generally speaking, it's really drinking, spanking, chatting and talking about feelings.

Because here, chatting is the real deal.

The atmosphere in the venue seemed to have returned to its previous rhythm. Some people laughed heartily, some secretly talked, and some whispered in their ears. But if you look carefully, there are still some people who glanced over Zhuang Ming imperceptibly.

Around Zhuang Ming's table, there were very few people, almost none. Many people did not dare to approach within ten meters, and kept away from Zhuang Ming, the evil star.

Fuxi said with a little emotion: "Hehe~ lone wolf, I think you have been secretly followed by all the hidden ancient martial arts families. The movements these days are unusual and completely frightened them. For many years, no one has been hiding in Longguo. The world has set off such a big wave.”

"That's right, I have a report that two of the five clans have begun to contact in secret, contact the six and twelve clans, and start to restore the martial arts alliance that has been abolished for a hundred years." Master Fu also said suddenly, with a serious voice .

(End of this chapter)