When I entered the teahouse, I felt very unfamiliar with it. When I walked into the stairs, I found that there was still a vague impression in my memory. I seemed to have been here a few times before, and I also came with my third uncle and other friends. However, I was very young at that time, and I only remember that the room was often filled with smoke. The adults laughed in the room. My father took me and asked a few people to take the New Year's money and leave.

I never thought that the same place and the same people would experience it again in this way.

The second hue of the teahouse is a corridor with private rooms on both sides. However, unlike the Crescent Hotel that had made a big fuss before, the decoration inside is much worse. Many of them are made of bamboo partitions, painted many times, showing the color of oil bamboo, yellow and white. When the curtains are approaching, you can smell a cigarette. I don’t know how many years have it been changed, and the aged smoke smell cannot be washed away.

Pan Zi walked in front and led us to the private room at the end of the corridor. He lifted up the curtains, and the group walked in. The private room was very spacious, but there was only a mahogany table inside, which was placed squarely in the middle of the room, with six chairs with Panlong silk cushions on both sides, and behind them were the windows, and you could see the scene downstairs. I glanced and if I was penetrated later, I would jump from here and run away.

But looking further, my heart was cold. The following chirping was full of people, and they were all following at the market. Both sides of the road were full of cars, and there were all kinds of types. Those who didn't know thought that they were selling Spring Festival train tickets here, but they probably couldn't run if they jumped down.

There was a set of tea sets on the mahogany table. Xiaohua went up and removed five chairs and asked me to sit down. The chairs were all pulled against the wall. Pan Zi sat down and started smoking. I saw his hands trembling, and my heart was tight. I didn't know if he could handle it. I didn't dare to ask questions, so I could only touch the face of the table and pretended to be a little nostalgic and thoughtful.

Xiuxiu started to make kung fu tea for me. Her method was very special. She untied her bun, washed her hairpin with tea, and then stirred the tea leaves with the hairpin.

I looked at her movements and prayed that she had washed her hair this morning, but I found that the material of her hairpin was very strange, like a light-colored jade or a bone with extremely delicate patterns on it, which must be something of origin.

I smelled the brewed tea and felt that it was Biluochun, but at the same time there was a fragrance that I was familiar with but couldn't remember. I took a sip and it tasted very good, and I felt concentrating.

I was shocked by the scene at the entrance of the teahouse just now. Everything I had just experienced made me in a state of confusion. Although my heart was not fast and I was not very nervous, all my feelings were dull and numb. Until I drank this sip of tea, all the erratic feelings were taken back. My thoughts began to become clear, but my mood began to become nervous again.

As we came in, a large number of people followed us, and now we were not outside the curtain, and we were obviously going to other private rooms. I couldn't hear a trace of conversation, and everyone seemed to be waiting for something.

Maybe I found that my expression was wrong, Xiaohua waved her hand and told me not to be anxious. She whispered something to several of her men. When she arrived at the critical point, she basically just made gestures and didn't even have to move her mouth.

I had to wait patiently and take a deep breath to stabilize my mind. Xiuxiu held my hand to express comfort, but I felt even more anxious. If Xiuxiu could see that I was restless, then others would definitely see that, but I just couldn't control my anxiety.

Finally, Xiaohua finished talking to his subordinates. He began to pay attention to me. He put down the curtain and pulled the curtain behind me. The whole room darkened. He bent down and said in my ear: "Tang Baqiu didn't come. It seems that he knew that things had changed, so he took the method of retreating to advance. However, there must be his spy outside, and if the situation is not right, he will definitely bring people. People outside are ready to move when they see that Tang Baqiu dare not come. The situation is not good for us. I think I need to prepare to take ruthless measures."

"Then..." I was about to ask him. He immediately made a gesture of not talking and took out his cell phone to show me.

I saw a text message on his phone screen that had not been sent yet. He used this as a writing board, and the words on it were: "There are at least three people next door who have excellent ears, and it is useless to speak softly. The first half of the words just now are true, and the latter is for them to listen to. Just act on yours, let's do the rest."

I nodded, and he immediately deleted the words on the screen, his fingers were extremely fast, and then he gave Pan Zi a wink.

Pan Zi's face was pale, but he nodded, and then he heard him shout: "Dear Master, please hand in hand."
Chapter completed!