Yan Qingyan slowly stood up from the chair with her hands pressed on the table, and the tabletop was clattering, and the wooden table and chairs were lowered a little. The subtle movements made people understand how Yan Qingyan was feeling at the moment.

Yan Qingyan wanted to go on stage in person, but naturally everyone muttered to himself. No one had ever seen Yan Qingyan as a dealer. When Yan Qingyan's generation became famous, he was always as gentle as jade, and was not surprised when things changed, and solved all problems while talking and laughing. Now, such a demeanor is rarely seen.

Mo Wentian's thoughts were frequent, his eyes swept across the audience, and other thoughts appeared. If Yan Qingyan really interrupted his and Ling Fei's plan, then what method should he use to reverse it?

This time, Ling Fei's plan was completely adopted, and Mo Wentian did not contribute. This was not his personality. He wanted to do something in it. Especially now when something happened, although it was not certain whether Yan Qingyan would block the plan, he still had to make a second-hand preparation. This was his habit of doing things and would always ensure that everything was foolproof.

Yan Qingyan took over, picked up a pair of new dice, and smiled and said, "I haven't played for a long time, so I'll let me play with it too. Mr. Ling wouldn't mind?"

Ling Fei shrugged: "It doesn't matter, come on."

"Mr. Ling, I hope you will still be as lucky as you just now." At this time, the secretary's sinister voice came, with a strong curse.

Ling Fei glanced at the sight of the original casual sitting posture, staring at the secretary. When Ling Fei stared at this, the secretary's heart was a little scared. But when he saw Yan Qingyan beside him, he pretended to be brave and whispered: "Mr. Ling, what do you want to do? I warn you that in our casino, you will be severely punished if you use force at will, even if you are Ling Fei!"

"Noisy." Ling Fei said two words indifferently, grabbed a handful of chips in his hand and threw them out. Ling Fei's strength was not Mo Yuning. He threw out the chips as if he was charging forward. The chips were shot out like bullets...

Slap!

Several chips hit the secretary's face, one directly hit, and one slashed across his face! The one that hit on it seemed like a stone was hitting it, and a pit was made on his face. The other one was like a sharp knife slashed across his face, and the secretary's cheek was cut by a long hole by a thin chip!

The secretary screamed in pain, and the severe pain made him look crazy and roaring.

"Ahhhh!"

The screams were extremely shrill, and nothing could punish a person with a strong sense of self-esteem.

Yan Qingyan's face turned cold, but she felt secretly happy in her heart and said loudly: "Ling Fei, what are you doing? I have reminded you just now that even if you are Ling Fei, the place in our Yan family, will not be reckless!"

Ling Fei laughed when he heard this: "Yan Qingyan, when your subordinates repeatedly spoke and offended me, you didn't say a word, now you know how to speak?"

Yan Qingyan said coldly: "If you think so, I have no choice. But now you have done something, which has messed up the rules of Sile Pavilion! This rule is dead, and no one can condone it if anyone violates it!"

Making things tonight's incident so that Ling Fei could not implement the plan was the most important thing Yan Qingyan had to do.

Ling Fei's smile still: "Yan Qingyan, you are too close to me, don't you think?"

Yan Qingyan's face turned a little calm: "What does it mean?"

"Stay good, otherwise, I will kill you, it's easier than you think!" Ling Fei's eyes flashed with a flash of light, and his murderous intent was revealed!

After these words, the atmosphere in the whole audience was tense, and the children of the aristocratic families were in their throats. Will Ling Fei take action?

clang!

Yan Nangui's long sword in his hand was unsheathed and stared at Ling Fei: "Ling Fei, try it!"

"I don't believe it." Yan Qingyan said calmly, "And you have to know that there are still people around you now."

Yan Qingyan was talking about Mo Yuning, and the threat was obvious. Ling Fei's eyes were even colder, and there was a different signal in his eyes. He was about to take action!

As the two sides were about to fight, Mo Wentian suddenly spoke: "Yan Qingyan, are you messing with the rules? Are you talking about the rules? Since we have to follow the rules, we will follow the rules to the end."

Yan Qingyan said: "The situation is very obvious, it is this rule."

"Wasn't anyone responsible for the rules of Sile Pavilion responsible for the trouble first? So many people are watching here, and you don't know who will cause trouble first?" Mo Wentian asked, "Or what if you are present, who will cause trouble first?"

Everyone shouted directly when they heard the sound: "Isn't that dog under your hands?"

"Yan Qingyan, come on, don't be too ugly. Will you not do this Sile Pavilion in the future?"

"Don't make a big fuss, Yan Qingyan, you can't bear it yourself, can't figure it out?"

Everyone around him stood on Ling Fei's side, which made Yan Qingyan's face a little gloomy. The secretary just said that the offense was too miserable. He didn't expect that the situation would be so bad.

And what some people said is quite right, and he can't afford some consequences! For example, can Ling Fei really not kill him? When Ling Fei first came to Yan's house, he was indeed better than Ling Fei, but unfortunately, it's not now. Ling Fei was not Wu Xia Ameng.

Yan Qingyan's silence made the nervous atmosphere slightly relaxed...Mo Wentian winked at Ling Fei, try not to have conflicts, and the plan for conflicts tonight is over.

Yan Nangui looked at Yan Qingyan, and he only followed Yan Qingyan's horse. He didn't even say anything about whether to fight or showdown of gambling.

Ling Zijin looked at the situation and said intimately that Yan Qingyan had many concerns, and it would not be beneficial to him if he had a big fuss. To put it bluntly, it was the hostage issue. This hostage is worth Yan Qingyan’s loss of face, and face the threat of life? Ling Fei’s threat is still very important. This must not be an equal option. I guess Yan Qingyan will compromise...

As expected, as Ling Zijin thought, Yan Qingyan pondered for a long time and said with a smile: "Haha, the public's eyes are bright. Since everyone said that, it should be correct."

Yan Qingyan looked calm, as if he was not the one who was about to take action just now, so natural and so calm.

This is the basic quality of the superior. No matter what you do or what happens, even if the enemy just slapped you, as long as it suits your own interests, he can treat it as if it didn't happen and treat it calmly.

Yan Qingyan smiled and picked up the dice cup: "Then, let me play around next, Mr. Ling, see if you can guess this time."

After saying that, Yan Qingyan shook his wrist and the force suddenly burst out. The dice hit the dice quickly in the dice cup. Ling Fei immediately saw that the side of the dice cup was bumped out of a corner. It can be seen how fast Yan Qingyan's initial acceleration was, making the dice turn into a sharp weapon!

The dice was clattering and kept shaking in the dice cup, while Yan Qingyan's speed was getting faster and faster, and the sides of the dice cup were constantly protruding out of the corners. Ling Fei frowned slightly, this guy...

"Huh?" The perceptive man opened his eyes wide, "Yan Qingyan turned out to be the idea."

"What's wrong?"

"The dice cup is no longer regular, and the dice shake rules are naturally different. It won't work in the past way!"

"ah?"
Chapter completed!