Chapter 21 - Twenty-one, 8-faced Buddha!

Jiang Mubai nodded, when he was about to say something.

But in this private room, the big bald man sitting on the main guard in the center stood up, his fierce gaze looked straight at him.

He couldn't help but froze for a moment, wondering if this guy should trouble him?

"Junior brother, who is this kid? I won't give you such a little face?"

Seeing the eight-faced Buddha asked, Zhang Jie's complexion changed slightly, and he quickly said with a smile: "Brother, sit down, don't scare others, he is still a child!"

"Mubai, you should go out and play first. After a while, you can go directly to position 84 and find me. Someone will explain to you about singing!"

Hearing this, Jiang Mubai nodded, and before leaving, he couldn't help but glanced at this man called the Eight-faced Buddha.

It was discovered that a jade carving amulet was hung on the chest of this big man, and there were a few obvious scars on his hand, which looked particularly dazzling.

He glanced at Zhang Jie and couldn't help thinking, how could a singer like him get mixed up with such a person.

Calling him brother, this is really puzzling!

After waiting for people to leave, Zhang Jie immediately got up and closed the door.

Looking back at the senior brothers, he smiled and said, "Let the senior brothers wait here for a long time. I know you are very uncomfortable, but it's a big scene. It's too scary for you to dress up!"

"Wait a moment, I will bring all the big people I want to introduce to you here, you just look at it!"

The eight-faced Buddha nodded, and then smiled: "The younger brother is so worried, we are not uncomfortable, but we are sitting here panicked, watching so many beautiful women walking around, let us old buddies for a while. Itchy."

As soon as he said this, the other big men in Tang suits sitting on the table laughed.

Zhang Jie, who was gentle and jade-like on the surface, smiled slightly, but she felt disgusted and disgusted in her heart.

After looking at these people, he immediately catered to him: "This is too easy to handle. As long as you don't mess around today, let's go to the Yantai Club tonight. The girls there are like flowers and jade, you choose!"

"Here, you are going to be old virgins today. You can't just mess around. After all, this is Jiangbei area, not Mianbei!"

The eight-faced Buddha nodded, since the junior brother gave such instructions, he couldn't say anything more.

After looking at a few senior brothers, he said carelessly: "Have you listened well? Take control of your legs, especially the third leg, don't mess with me!"

"Today is the game set by our junior and brother. We are going to save his face and let me sit here. I have tea and tea, food and dinner. Just wait for the news."

Seeing this scene, Zhang Jiexuan's heart was also somewhat let go.

He glanced at a few people, and left here with his fists.

As soon as he left the room, the expression on his face suddenly became cloudy.

Knowing that these goods were so inaccessible, he would never bring them out.

It's just so hard to bring a child to talk about something, but I almost messed it up.

He shook his head, and then walked towards the chairmanship.

In the room, the Eight-faced Buddha often sighed when Zhang Jie had left here.

The man sitting next to him wearing a Tang suit with a big mole on his face comforted: "Senior brother, don't have to sigh. We are now called Zhirenxia. Can you still bear this kind of thing?"

"Now that the younger brother is better than us, there is nothing we can do to disrespect us, let's just wait here!"

The senior brothers next to him also nodded. They are seniors, in their eight traditions.

Coming to the realm of Junior Brother, how could it be the preferred guest level, but being locked in this small private room, what is it?

Had it not been for Brother Eight-faced Buddha to let them wait here, I'm afraid they would have gone out to make a big fuss.

"Even though you are saying that, but you are not the reason, he promised us to come and meet the big shots!"

The eight-faced Buddha took a look, and everyone said leisurely:

"But now leaving them in this airtight private room, what's the matter?"

The man in Tang suit nodded, and a wry smile appeared unconsciously on his face.

Glancing at the lively scene outside the door, he couldn't help but smile and said, "If you brothers believe in me, do you want me to go out and have a look?"

"I want to see what level of the big-person banquet that Junior Brother Zhang said is, and actually put all of our old brothers here."

Hearing this, the eyes of the eight-faced Buddha couldn't help but glanced at the surrounding seniors, and couldn't help but smile: "Why don't you just go out and put on some makeup? Our dress is indeed the same as these male playboys. It's not the same."

Everyone laughed, sitting on the right side, holding their arms, the man with a full face and a fierce face ridiculed:

"

playboy? If this is in Mianbei, these things may be in my bedroom now, it is really greedy! "

The man with a mole on his face smiled, and then joked: "He Lao San, today you can pack a little, let your brother, I go out and see, what is going on?

Everyone nodded, and then they pieced together to make something easy to use.

The eight-faced Buddha glanced at it, and the man with a mole on his face smiled and said: "Second Junior Brother, go, don't be bad, or let Zhang Jie know, we don't look good here!"

The Second Junior Brother nodded, did not say much, cleaned up on his face, and then walked out.

And this is in the eastern private room. Several young and beautiful waiters come here one by one, including Tang Wanwan, who is working part-time to make money.

Glancing at the sound of the plate falling in her eyes, she couldn't help feeling something wrong.

I saw a male foreman in the lead, suddenly came out from inside with a bruised nose and swollen face.

He glanced at the crowd and couldn't help but squinted his eyes and said, "Let's all go in, these prince brothers are not easy to deal with, you should be smart and don't do bad things to me!"

After putting down these words, the male foreman immediately covered his nose and walked towards the kitchen.

Tang Wanwan, who was a little confused, followed the crowd subconsciously and walked in.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she entered the house, she saw the mess all over the floor, including traces of blood.

On the other side of the sofa, where are a few handsome, feminine, angry-looking men sitting there.

All in suits and leather shoes, wearing a famous watch on his hand, wearing a famous brand, dressed up as a noble boy.

"These guys look pretty good, brothers!"

"Crimson Hotel, this time we are finally treated as a character!"

A man in a black suit in the center suddenly stood up, glanced at Tang Wanwan and several people spoke very frivolously.

"Old rules, eldest brother, you choose other ones first, let's do it ourselves, how about?" The man next to the bureau chuckled lightly.