Everything is a cloud, and the most worry is to sneak into the killer.

Although the masters of Qianlong Garden make it difficult for the killer to act, it will eventually depress the people at the banquet, so Chu Tian will be particularly concerned about safety issues. Moreover, there has been no movement after Chen Taishan’s ancestral tomb was dug. The silence of the Bamboo Alliance Gang cannot help but worry Chu Tian. Old Chen is brewing a huge storm in the secret.

As if he knew Chu Tian’s worries, the mortal world nodded solemnly.

He took a step forward and replied respectfully: "Don't worry, Young Marshal, there is absolutely no problem with safety. All chefs are hired from the Royal House Restaurant, and all have verified their identities, including social relations. The owners who attend the banquet will also be inspected at the door, and there will definitely be no situation on the Spring Festival night!"

Chu Tian smiled softly and responded slowly: "I believe in you in the mortal world!"

Although Fang Qing's position in the commander army is not considered to be at the peak, except for Chu Tian, ​​who is in charge of the commander and Deng Chao, who is fair and strict, she is almost the third leader of the commander army. Because of her relationship with Chu Tian and the importance of the Xingyue Group, Fang Qing's prestige in the commander army has long surpassed that of the mortal world where she is on par.

Therefore, although the invitation card stated that the birthday party was eight o'clock in the evening, from 2 o'clock in the afternoon, invited masters from different halls and regions flocked to each other. They raised respectful and humble smiles, held beautifully wrapped gift boxes and wrote their names and other party's blessings.

He stood in a mortal suit and tie at the gate in front of Qianlong Garden, warmly greeting the guests.

Chu Tian once asked the mortal world not to surrender his identity to welcome guests, but the latter insisted that these hall masters were all pillars of the army. Only when he greeted them personally could Chu Tian show his importance and closeness, and that the mortal master would be even more dying for Chu Tian. Feeling the good intentions of the mortal world, Chu Tian had to admit that he could make trouble.

The joy of Qianlong Garden makes the photons that are resting and recuperating also come out.

Chu Tian took the opportunity to let him entertain the hall masters of various districts who arrived in advance. Photon has always been a heroic and refreshing person. After he got to know each other, he began to blow up the vast sky. The hall master of Haidian District mentioned the recent hot current affairs and sighed with emotion:

"It's really unfair in today's society!"

Photon raised a disdainful smile on his lips and said unanimously: "Fair? If you have strength and money, you will be fair. Power comes from the gun. This is the fairness. Money represents rice and steamed buns, represents the breasts and buttocks of beautiful women, and represents the glory of family members. Without money, people are not even as good as dogs!"

Everyone felt relieved after hearing this, and laughed and laughed in the private room.

To a certain extent, the photon management subordinates who are fighting on the front line have a better way than Chu Tian. He clings to the three words "ruthlessness", "wealth and sex", one hand is a big stick and the other hand is a carrot, which is completely close to the lives of those brothers on the line of life and death, so the hall masters all empathize with it, and their relationship with Photon instantly gets closer.

However, Chu Tian ruled his subordinates with an orthodox attitude. They only knew how to start with harsh and passionate blood, trying to make them feel what ideals and morale are in subtle influence. However, it is like painting on ceramic tiles. No matter how beautiful the painting is, the beautiful woman's breasts waving and her thighs will be filled with traces.

The Shuai Jun brothers were more trembling in front of him and did not dare to say anything.

Even though Photon Haizi and Chu Tian were brothers who started from scratch, their awe of Chu Tian was getting stronger and stronger as the days went by. They felt that the young man's cold temperament was getting stronger and stronger. All the enjoyment of the world seemed to him not worth mentioning, and he was more like a crazy and iron-blooded machine.

Battle, battle, battle again! It seems that Chu Tian’s main theme.

If Chu Tian had not had many beauties around him, the brothers would really think he was made of steel. For example, the hall is full of chatting and laughing, and the atmosphere is warm and harmonious, but as long as Chu Tian comes in, it will be silent, and everyone present will be able to use their brains at high speed to consider what to say to please Chu Tian.

Usually this would say that there was a problem in the jurisdiction recently, how to improve it; that would analyze the situation in the underworld and tell Chu Tian that he had been thinking; the other would scrape his heart and tell him how he would lead his brothers forward, and even Photon would rack his brains to discuss a few things.

No one dares to flatter.

Just as Photon was explaining with her mouth foam, there was a noise in the garden, with the elongated huqin and gongs and drums. Photon patted his huge head and muttered to himself: "God! What's so tragic? Could it be that the lion dance team was invited to the world? This is Fang Qing's birthday party, not the 80th birthday."

Just as everyone was about to go out to find out, Photon's eyes swept to the figure flashing by at the door.

He recognized that it was Mo Mo, the housekeeper whom Chu Tianxin found, so he hurriedly shouted: "Mo Mo, come here." The busy Mo Mo stopped and stood with a little respect: "Brother Guang, what are the instructions?"

Photon pointed to the noise outside and said, "What sound outside?"

Mo Mo smiled on his baby's face, and he replied loudly without thinking: "Oh, that's a famous Peking Opera troupe invited by the military advisor. He will sing two or three shows to cheer the hall masters up to the evening. Now the audition is being auditioned, so it's a bit noisy. Brother Guang, if you are bored in the house, you can also go out and have a look!"

Photon touched his head and murmured to himself: "Peking Opera Troupe? The Dance Troupe is still interested!"

When all the hall masters heard Photon's words, they burst into laughter. Mo Mo's face turned slightly red, and a shy look passed through his eyebrows instantly. Photon has seen many beautiful women. It is rare for innocent girls like Mo Mo to control their mouths. At that moment, they quickly control their mouths to prevent them from embarrassing her, and at the same time they develop some interest in this girl.

He smiled faintly, why not take her as the wife of the village?

Near six o'clock, the lawn and hall of Qianlong Garden were filled with cheerful crowds and all the guests. All the guards included, at least 300 people. On the long dining table, there were all kinds of cold dishes, fruit plates, and oak barrels filled with champagne, beer and wine, so that the hall owners could use them.

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

Some church masters gathered together in groups of three or five to talk about the current situation of the general army, while others stood next to the temporary stage to watch the performance of the Peking Opera Troupe's festive program, occasionally humming a few sentences in a tone, and the fashionable women chirping, like peacocks showing off their beautiful feathers.

Men with successful careers all look up and upright, one more polite; the waiters or the men in uniform dress are like fish swimming in the sea, and under the command of the military mortal world, they appear at the fastest speed in the place where they should appear, and strive to meet the needs of the hall masters.

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

While the mortal world and Momo were entertaining guests, Tian Yangsheng and they were scattered in every corner of the garden to monitor the situation. Keer and Hattori Hideko even carried sniper rifles to search for suspicious movements upstairs. Even Brother Cheng looked at the prisoners and stared at the surveillance screen carefully, striving to ensure the safety of the banquet tonight.

At 7:50, the dinner is about to begin.

Because I had to watch the opera troupe sing Peking Opera, the tables and chairs that were originally placed in the hall were moved out, and all the hall leaders, including Fang Qing and others, sat for twenty-five tables. This was the case when nearly a hundred brothers had to stick to their posts. Otherwise, there would be no more than enough tables to be placed. It can be seen that this simple banquet was held by the mortal world.

In order to allow the hall masters who are sitting far away from the stage to watch, people in the mortal world also pulled up a curtain of five or six meters long and wide, and used a projector to put the performance on the stage into everyone's sight.

Delicious food was constantly delivered, and laughter was constantly coming.

Tonight's wine and dishes were tested by three levels before they could be placed on the table. In the end, the level was detected by the surgeon and Qingcheng with silver needles to confirm that it was not toxic and unscented. Only by the most reliable brothers of the Shuai Jun could they be sent to the hall masters by the most reliable brothers. From this point, it can be seen how Chu Tian 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 wore a sky blue evening dress, which further highlighted her tall and charming figure. Her black hair was simply tied behind her head with a blue ribbon. There was no trace of makeup on her beautiful and refined face, which made her look more and more elegant, especially her face was full of mature femininity.

Those black and white eyes revealed a sweet and happy expression.

Huo Wuzui clapped his hands first, and Photon also applauded.

The hall masters are usually used to Fang Qing's simple dress, and now the charming impact of different styles makes the audience stunning. Be good, it turns out that this girl is so charming. Chu Tian also wore a formal outfit today, a dark black casual suit, and his indifferent and charming handsome face. He is simply a golden boy and jade girl who are enviable.

Fang Qing showed two intoxicating dimples and chuckled slightly: "Thank you for your blessings and for your gifts. Fang Qing is very grateful in her heart, and also thanks the Young Marshal for taking me to heart. I swear to make a wish through everyone's face: Fang Qing is willing to devote herself to the Young Marshal in this life, and her emotions will never stop until death!"

Everyone clapped their hands, Qingcheng nodded slightly.

After the thunderous applause dispersed, Chu Tian waved his hand to calm everyone down, hugged Fang Qing and smiled: "Actually, I should be truly grateful. Without Qing'er, it would be difficult to have the current scale of the General Army, and there would be no tentacles all over the world. She is the hero of the General Army. She lets the brothers shed less blood and sacrifice less!"

"Come on, everyone pick up the wine glass and toast Qing'er's most sincere wine!"

More than two hundred people stood up and raised their wine glasses with a smile: "To the Lord Fang!"

Fang Qing's eyes were slightly wet, and she drank the mud wine in the glass with her head. The hall masters also finished the wine one after another. Chu Tian waved his hand and asked everyone to sit down to announce the beginning of the banquet. So everyone started to eat and drink lively. At the beginning, everyone was a little restrained, but after drinking a few glasses of wine, they became much more active.

There are more words to each other, and the more you talk, the more you become more and more speculative you drink, and the more you drink.

Because Chu Tian was injured, he couldn't drink too much, so he took the time to look at the Peking Opera performance on the stage. Seeing this, the hall masters stopped their glasses and looked at them with a erotic look. The farewell mystery was in full swing, and the eyes of Lao Sheng and Hua Dan were vivid and vivid, making everyone cheer.

Photon glanced over his eyes and muttered slightly in his heart: It’s still a beautiful dance.

Farewell My Concubine? Chu Tian showed a hard-to-speaking solemnity on the corner of his mouth. A chill like a needle was rising from behind, piercing his spine, stabbing into his bone marrow, and piercing into his heart. An inexplicable horror, a strong horror, suppressed his heart like a nightmare, and even made him suffocate for no reason.

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

At this moment, the mortal world came over and smiled at Chu Tian with a wine, "Young Marshal, although tonight is Lord Fang's birthday party, I still use this time to express my gratitude to you and your brothers. Without your support and love, the mortal world would not have achieved today. I hope I can toast everyone this cup!"

The mortal world holds a wine glass with a sincere face.

Chu Tian could not give Tang Tianao a face to drink, but he had to give full etiquette to important officials like the mortal world so as not to leave a sense of intimacy for the lords. He also stood up with a glass of wine and smiled faintly: "Mortal world, I was hurt and couldn't drink too much, but I'll drink the glass of wine you toast with you!"
Chapter completed!