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Volume 3 The Battle of Peking Chapter 360 Monotov Cocktail

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    Chen Xu was silent, but Zitan was a little anxious. After looking at Chen Xu for a while, she turned around and went back to the room. When she left the room again, she had already changed into her previous clothes, holding a sword in her hand and looking neat and tidy.  "You are worthy of being the fairy of Xuankong Temple for being wise and protecting yourself" Chen Xu couldn't help but snorted coldly.  Zitan seemed to be greatly insulted when she heard this. She stared at Chen Xu and said, "The disciples of Xuankong Temple are not as mean as you think." Chen Xu neither admitted nor denied it. Zitan was so aggrieved that he wanted to cry but held it back.  .  "Miss Qing also said just now that the lover's young master has made it clear that he is going to hold a Hongmen Banquet. They must have set up an ambush and are waiting for you to come." "So what?" Chen Xu asked in return.  Zitan actually shouted hysterically, "Do you just want to be so indifferent and wait until the time specified by others to die generously?" After a while, Zitan whispered again, "Even if you don't rescueher, no one will say anything.  You are afraid of death. If you really have any shortcomings, you ask me What will Miss Qing and the others do? Xi'er is still so young, have you ever thought about your daughter? " Feng Qing and Dou'er didn't expect Zitan to say this.  When I said these words, I agreed in my heart, but I disagreed with my mouth. If my husband (eldest brother) was willing to be a coward, how could he end up in such a situation?  "Crow's mouth!" Chen Xu muttered. For the first time, there was no cynicism in his words.  Zitan sighed quietly, "I know I can't persuade you to change your mind, but I also know that everything must be decided before taking action. Even if we can't ask the government for help, we should explore the path first and know ourselves and the enemy. Only then can we fight without danger." "You can't really do it.  You thought today's Hongmen Banquet was held at Fengyi Tower?" "Ah?" Zi Tan said in surprise, "Isn't it true?" "I can tell you very responsibly.  At 2:00 tonight, when I arrive at Fengyi Tower, someone will definitely tell me the new location. What can you think of? How could that young man not think of it? Also, we are probably surrounded by his spies.  Speaking of the reporter, if we do anything wrong, it will be retribution on Yingying. "Chen Xu was a killer in his previous life.  In the past few years, he has had many dealings with that lover, and he is very familiar with the methods of "terrorists".  Zi Tan looked at the calm Chen Xu, at the affectionate and awe-inspiring Feng Qing, and then at Dou'er who was facing a formidable enemy. She couldn't help but become silent. It turned out that everything was smooth sailing before.  It's just that others are selling themselves off. When it comes to wallowing in the world of mortals, let alone Chen Xu, she is far inferior to Feng Qing.  It¡¯s simply too naive.  "Miss Rosewood, I might as well tell you another secret." Chen Xu stared at Rosewood, "You are familiar with the allusion to the Hongmen Banquet, so let me ask you who invited whom to that banquet?" Chen Xu used to call Rosewood Fairy.  , coming out of his mouth, the word "fairy" was definitely not a complimentary word; Zi Tan heard Chen Xu call him that.  She couldn't come back to her senses for quite a while.  "I know, it was Xiang Yu, the overlord of Chu, who hosted a banquet for Liu Bang, the king of Han." Dou'er interjected.  Zitan nodded in agreement, that was indeed the case.  "What's the result?" "Ah?!" Chen Xu explained for them, "Xiang Yu was killed by Liu Bang, and Liu Bang finally became the emperor." It was the first time that Feng Qing and the others heard such an argument. They knew that Chen Xu was messing around, but they didn't know how to defend themselves.  .  "The man surnamed Chou is going to hold a banquet at Hongmen. It is still unknown who will win." Young Master Biqing's surname is Chou. As for his name, Chen Xu doesn't know. "They put a lot of effort into it, so of course I can't say nothing." As he spoke,  Chen Xu walked back to the study, and Zitan and Feng Qing came in next. The former couldn't help but ask, "What do you want to do?" Chen Xu didn't answer. He took out the bottles and cans from the wooden box under the bed, and then said to Feng Qing  , "Qing'er, go to the kitchen and get me some icing sugar and soap." Feng Qing responded and turned around to get it. The red sandalwood monk was confused like Zhang Er, and suddenly noticed the sniper rifle in the wooden box. She couldn't help but ask, "This  What is it?" Chen Xu glared at Zitan, "Don't ask if you shouldn't ask." Zitan bit her lip, and she suddenly remembered what her master had said about Jian Ninghou and old man Tianji having their heads blown off. Could it be that?  What is happening in front of you?  Zitan remembered her master's instructions, once she discovers that terrible weapon, she must try to destroy it no matter what the cost.  Zitan has never thought of disobeying her master's orders. Now it is not difficult to destroy this weapon, but at this moment she hesitated.  Zitan smelled the familiar and pungent smell of alcohol. The first thing she did when she came back to her senses was to tighten her butt muscles, "What are you doing?"   "Monotov cocktail, my gift to my lover." Zitan didn't know what the cocktail was, and she didn't understand the purpose of Chen Xu's gift. It contained alcohol, icing sugar, soap and translucent smells.  Something that smelled like kerosene, and as for the other bits and pieces, she couldn't name them.  Chen Xu¡¯s expression was terrifyingly solemn. Zitan wanted to ask why, but she didn¡¯t ask after all.  By the Qinhuai River, Baihua Tower.  Yingying was locked in a dark room with no windows and only one door. There was only a bed, a chair, a table, and a lamp on the table.  What time is it now?  The sun has set?  Yingying woke up leisurely. She rubbed her forehead and stared at the oil lamp on the table with a blank expression.     What is this place?  Yingying suddenly realized that this was not her boudoir, her heart thumped, and she suddenly woke up.  The memory gate opened, and the unbearable memories flooded into my mind like a tide.  "Husband, strange woman, dazzling blood stains on the bed, Yingying only remembers that her mind went blank at that time. She left the house angrily and walked on the street blankly from early morning to noon. The bustling pedestrians looked like a group of demons dancing in her eyes.  Feeling hungry, Yingying found a restaurant to eat. After the food was served, she had no appetite, so she took two sips of strong wine while holding the wine flask.  Yingying clearly remembered that she choked on the strong wine and coughed violently, and thenthen she lost consciousness Her clothes were intact and her body didn't feel anything strange. Yingying felt relieved, walked to the door and pulled the door open.  Only to find that the door was locked, and no one answered after calling several times.  How has Yingying ever encountered such a thing?  She told herself not to panic, but her heart was pounding. She wanted to pry open the door, but there was no one who could take advantage of her.  Suddenly, Yingying heard footsteps coming from outside the door, and she hurriedly hid behind the door.  "Young Master!" "Well, open the door!" Upon hearing the conversation outside the door, although Yingying didn't know who the "young master" was, she subconsciously clenched her fists.  "Squeak!" The door opened, and a young man in white walked into the room with a graceful movement. When he heard someone running out quickly behind the door, he didn't even look back and sat on the chair next to the table.  The next moment, Yingying returned to the room with a steel knife on her neck.  "Under the legs!" "Yes!" The owner of the steel knife retreated in response. The young man in white gently shook his folding fan and said, "Sister-in-law is here, I am being polite." "Who are you?" Yingying pretended to be calm and stood.  From her perspective, the first thing she saw was the scar on the face of the man in white, extending from the tip of his eyebrows down to the corners of his mouth (To be continued.)
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