The man chuckled: "It's too quiet to eat in the private room, so it's not interesting. If you don't mind the young master and the young lady, I'll share a table with you and the young lady and have dinner together..."
Murong Xue: "..."
She disliked it, she disliked it very much, she disliked it so much that he issued an order to evict the guests, this middle-aged man was slow-witted and didn't understand, or he understood, and pretended not to understand, he wanted to share the table with them...
"Dinger pheasant, braised fish, fried tofu, stuffed yam... are all the signature dishes of this restaurant. People who have eaten them are all full of praise. The girl actually ordered these dishes. What a good eye. Come on, girl Try it quickly, this dish should be eaten while it is hot, it will lose its taste when it is cold..." The middle-aged man said with a smile, took a piece of yam with his chopsticks, and stuffed it straight into Murong Xue's mouth...
Murong Xue's bright face darkened instantly, she stretched out her hand to grab the pair of chopsticks, and suddenly folded them, the chopsticks instantly changed direction, with the yam in their hands, and stuffed it into the middle-aged man's mouth.
Murong Xue's cold voice slowly sounded in the lobby: "I hate food that others have touched..."
The bamboo chopsticks were inserted into the middle-aged man's mouth, slightly stretching his lips, and suddenly looked like two long fangs.
The huge lobby fell silent in an instant. Everyone looked at each other with shock in their eyes. This woman dared to offend Uncle Zhang. She was really daring. Uncle Zhang would never let her go easily. She was going to be in trouble...
Quietly looking at the middle-aged man, he saw that his complexion was indeed gloomy and terrifying. He pulled out his chopsticks and stared at Murong Xue fiercely: "I think highly of you when I feed you, but you dare to refuse, you really don't know how to be flattering." Something, beat me, beat me hard..."
"Yes!" The little brothers took the order and rushed over viciously.
Murong Xue snorted disdainfully, pierced the sky with a long whip in her hand, and hit the younger brothers hard on their chests, knocked them flying, hit the wall and bounced back, fell heavily to the ground, screaming piercingly. Through the clouds, resounding through the sky: "Ah..."
Everyone's eyes widened in astonishment. Uncle Zhang's dog legs have very good boxing skills. No one in the whole town is their opponent. This woman beat them so badly with just one move...
The middle-aged man's face was so dark that it was about to drip ink, and he yelled angrily: "What a bunch of useless trash." He grabbed a bench and threw it at Murong Xue viciously...
The corner of Murong Xue's mouth curled up into a contemptuous smile, and she swung the whip, sending the bench flying. The powerful shock caused the middle-aged man's mouth to burn with pain.
His complexion was instantly gloomy and terrifying, he drew out the sword at his waist, and stabbed viciously at Murong Xue...
Murong Xueliu frowned, and threw out another whip, which hit the blade of the sword, and sent the long sword flying. With strong force, the tail of the whip hit the middle-aged man's face, sending out a deep The bloodstains on his face reflected his pale face, which was indescribably shocking...
Burning pain came from his face. The middle-aged man stretched out his hand to caress and touched half of the blood. He raised his head to look at Murong Xue bit by bit, his eyes were burning with rage, and he wanted to eat her alive: "How dare you?" Ruin my face..."
The middle-aged man tapped his toes, soared into the air, and rushed towards Murong Xue fiercely...
Murong Xue blinked her eyes, and swung the whip quickly, only to hear a sound of 'crack, bang, bang', the whip hit the middle-aged man's face hard, turning his face sideways, sideways, sideways, and again past…
The middle-aged man was furious, dodging left and right, but Murong Xue's long whip seemed to have eyes, wherever he hid, it hit him, his face was beaten horizontally and vertically, Flesh turned out, scarred...
"My face, my face!" The middle-aged man screamed, glaring at Murong Xue viciously, with veins popping out on his forehead: "Okay, okay...you're fine!"
The middle-aged man took out a dagger and stabbed it into his chest...
Murong Xue: "..."
The middle-aged man hates her so much, shouldn't he stab her with a dagger? How did it get stuck in your chest
The bright red blood oozed out from the middle-aged man's wound, staining his clothes red, and the rich aroma quickly diffused in the air. The surprised eyes of the guests gradually became dull, and the pitch-black pupils turned into A strange red color, just like a ruby, bright and bright, very coquettish...
Murong Xue's eyes froze: "What's going on?"
"This fragrance is poison, it can control people's poison!" Ouyang Shaochen said lightly.
Murong Xue's cold eyes narrowed sharply: Controlling people? But why is she fine? Ouyang Shaochen is not affected by the fragrance at all... Wait, fragrance!
Murong Xue looked down at the plates of food, and saw that they were quietly placed on the table, steaming, and the rich aroma permeated the room, making people salivate.
Only those who are poisoned by the poison after eating the poisonous food will be controlled by the poison. She and Ouyang Shaochen are just sitting here, and have never used a drop of water or a mouthful of food in the restaurant, so naturally they are not poisoned by the fragrance...
In the blood of the middle-aged man, the aroma was very strong and contained a lot of toxins, while the aroma and toxins in the blood of the guests in the lobby were relatively thin.
According to the law of physics that 'the weak must bow to the strong', the middle-aged man, who has a strong poison, is the boss of the guests. He stabbed himself in order to use the poison in his blood to control the guests and become the boss. identities, to issue orders to them...
Murong Xue looked up at the middle-aged man, only to see that he was also looking at her, and laughed wildly: "I'm going to tear your corpse into thousands of pieces... Somebody, kill her!"
"Yes!" The guests took orders, and rushed towards Murong Xue fiercely...
Murong Xue snorted softly, and swung out the long whip, only to hear a 'crack, bang, bang', the whip hit the guests, knocking them out of the lobby one by one, and fell heavily on the hard ground. called repeatedly...
In the huge lobby, only Ouyang Shaochen, Murong Xue, and a middle-aged man were left.
The insolent smile of the middle-aged man instantly froze on his face, and Murong Xue's eyes were filled with shock and disbelief: How is this possible? There are so many 'servants' in the lobby, united, it is a very good fighting force, but they all failed in her hands, and she was beaten out...
"Are you going to get out by yourself, or let me give you a ride?" Murong Xue looked at the middle-aged man condescendingly, and gently tugged the tough long whip in her hand...
The middle-aged man's complexion was so dark that it was about to drip ink, she dared to threaten him, it was extremely abominable...