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Chapter 91 Luoyu Flowing Water Pavilion

Qin Fei raised his head to look at Zhou Ningxue in bewilderment, and realized it instantly.

Zhou Ningxue directed and acted on her own!

"Miss Zhou, you are going too far."

Normally, Qin Fei didn't care much about Zhou Ningxue playing tricks on him, but he was indeed a little angry when he directed and acted out a kidnapping and made himself anxious for no reason.

Zhou Ningxue's tears immediately rolled in her eyes: "You can risk your life for Lin Shurong, why can't you do it for me? I don't care, I will die under this knife today."

Zhou Ningxue willfully kicked the device on the chair next to her.

Those masked people are Zhou Ningxue's own people, and at this moment she doesn't know how to proceed.

This device was originally intended for acting, so it was naturally crude, and that was the moment of astonishment: "Crack", the linkage shaft in the middle was really kicked by Zhou Ningxue!

The people around Zhou Ningxue rushed to push Zhou Ningxue's chair, but Zhou Ningxue's feet were stuck firmly on the ground.

Seeing the knife fall down, Qin Fei had no choice but to turn around and hug Zhou Ningxue.

But because Zhou Ningxue was tied to the chair, it wasn't just a matter of increased weight. Qin Fei was injured again and couldn't use all his strength.

At the critical moment, Qin Fei could only let his back face the knife, and tightly protect Zhou Ningxue in his arms.

It wasn't until the knife was about to fall that Zhou Ningxue realized that she had committed a mess.

She screamed, and subconsciously raised her hand to block the knife.

Several masked men also pushed them down together.

With a "clang", the knife fell to the ground, splashing blood all the way.

Looking at Zhou Ningxue again, there was a bloody patch on her forearm.

Zhou Ningxue was terrified a long time ago, and tears were falling down desperately: "Brother Tan Fei, Xue'er is going to die."

Qin Fei was angry, but he didn't feel like having a fit.

Zhou Ningxue held on to him again and wouldn't let go, so he could only pick him up with one arm, got into the car, and went straight to the hospital.

When the knife fell, it went through multiple resistances. The injury on Zhou Ningxue's arm was not serious, but it still needed stitches.

Of course, he didn't dare to let Mr. Zhou know about this, so Qin Fei could only stay and take care of him.

Zhou Ningxue finally calmed down after getting stitches and bandaging.

She wrapped one hand around Qin Fei's neck and whispered, "Brother Qin Fei, Xue'er knows she's wrong, but hearing that you hurt her arm for Sister Rong, and it's so serious, Xue'er feels uncomfortable."

Qin Fei wanted to blame Zhou Ningxue, it was obvious that she looked haggard and injured again, how could she bear it, she could only comfort her: "Take good care of your wounds, and don't be so self-willed in the future, okay, it's so worrying."

"Brother Qin Fei, I knew you were the best for Xue'er."

Zhou Ningxue pulled the person into her arms, Qin Fei was afraid of pulling her arm, so he didn't dare to use force, so he could only half push and half press down on the ground.

Lin Shurong entered the ward at this time. She coughed: "Didn't you ask me to take care of the patients? I think you are taking care of yourself very well."

Qin Fei is a big man, and it is inconvenient to take care of Zhou Ningxue, so he has no choice but to find Lin Shurong.

Who would have let her encounter such an embarrassing scene.

He sneered and stood up: "Sister Rong, thank you for your hard work. I'll go back and look at the store."

When Sister Rong passed by Qin Fei, she pinched him hard on the waist. Qin Fei grinned in pain, but didn't dare to make a sound, and walked out of the ward quickly.

Rarely, Zhou Ningxue didn't cling to Tan Fei, but raised her neck and looked at Sister Rong: "It's no big deal that brother Tan Fei hurt his arm because of you, he's willing to die for me."

If the knife fell on Qin Fei's back, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Lin Shurong put her bag on the table next to the hospital bed: "Zhou Ningxue, is it fun? He is willing to die for you. If he dies for you, where do you go and cry?"

"A lot of people are running around to make a living, only you are the second-generation ancestor who was born with a golden spoon in your mouth and grinds people hard."

"You think you have seen Xiao Fei's sincerity, but Xiao Fei is thinking more and more that you and him are not the same."

"You idiot!"

Sister Rong didn't say these words out of jealousy, she held back all the way.

Zhou Ningxue stared at Sister Rong with red eyes. It wasn't that she admitted her intimidation, but that she really realized that she was wrong: "Huh", she turned her head away: "Don't pretend to be kind, get out."

"If it wasn't for fear of causing trouble for Xiao Fei, do you think I would be willing to guard you?" Sister Rong didn't have anything good to say.

The two women in the room were so angry that even the speed of the liquid in the drip bottle seemed to be about to stop.

Qin Fei didn't know what was going on in the hospital. In fact, he didn't even dare to think about it. He left the hospital and went straight to Sister Rong's antique shop.

As soon as he arrived at the door of the antique shop, he was greeted by someone.

Obviously, they were waiting for him.

At this time, the night had already fallen, and when he approached, Qin Fei realized that he had seen these two people before, and they were from Lu Qianshan.

One of them came over and cupped his hands: "Mr. Tan, the sixth master of Heiqi said that we are the ones who are coming down, and he has a point, let you go there and give me a charter."

That group of people appeared really strange, Qin Fei nodded in response, and followed them into the car.

The car stopped in front of a remote ancient style tea house.

When Qin Fei entered the door, he saw Lu Qianshan sitting in the main hall on the first floor.

Seeing Qin Fei coming in, Lu Qianshan got up and walked over: "The people who went to Sister Rong's antique shop today are all rotten fish and rotten shrimp, but they were used by others. We used a little writing skills, and we recruited everything."

"The person who came here has some background. He asked to see Mr. Tan by name. According to Lu, it should be related to Mr. Xiaoqin. You go in and talk to him. Anyway, I will do it."

Qin Fei nodded gratefully to Lu Qianshan, and quickly walked in the direction of Lu Qianshan's finger.

Qin Fei opened the curtain to enter the door, and saw a man in his 30s sitting opposite the door. He had something on his hair, and it was shiny.

The man was wearing a black leather jacket, a pair of leather gloves, and a chain around his neck that almost hung down to his legs.

This chain is worth some money, but it seems out of place to carry it like this.

The man in leather clothes had a cigar in his mouth, and next to him stood a man in a black suit, holding an ashtray in his hand.

As Qin Fei looked at the man in leather, the man in leather also looked at Qin Fei up and down.

At the end, he took the cigar out of his mouth with his hand and sneered: "You are Qin Fei."

Qin Fei first went to sit opposite the man in leather clothes, and then said neither humble nor overbearing: "I am Qin Fei."

The man in the leather jacket leaned back on the back of the chair, stretched his arms, and put them on the chair: "Just this kind of virtue, how can it be worth 150 million?"

Qin Fei was digesting this sentence, when he heard the man raise his voice: "You cheated on my people, and you arrested my people, what do you mean, you want to talk about it?"

"It was you who bought a piece of Tang Sancai for 150 million in the store. You were the one who handed over my details to the knife seller."

Qin Fei answered coldly.

This is in line with what Lu Qianshan said, the middle-aged man selling knives was used by the man in leather.

That's why they and the eight men in black were all working for the man in leather, but they started fighting in the antique market without knowing each other.

"Whatever it is, so what if it's not. I've seen a lot of people like you who act like a big wolf when you first come out. I don't know what kind of ecstasy soup you gave Mr. Zhuo, how much you took advantage of, and how much you hired. I hired a few bodyguards, and today I will let you know that Prince Ma has three eyes!"

The man in the leather jacket suddenly raised his thick eyebrows and let out a low drink.

Goodbye to the man carrying the ashtray, his hand slowly moved out from under the ashtray, and in his hand was a black pistol.

(End of this chapter)