Chapter 912 (2/2)

Whether it was Jianfeng or GUKE villa, he had great ”gratitude” to Qin Yu in those years.

There are good reasons to die so miserably.

But now, for Li Shaojin, the scene is no longer coming down.

Chen Lan in so many people's eyes, aboveboard will kill Charles.

Even if Li Shaojin had no feelings for Charles, he could not help worrying about how the incident would end.

After answering Li Shaojin's words, Chen Lan patted her thigh.

Just now the girl has been doing it for so long that his thighs are numb.

”Shall I rub it for you?” The girl frowned and asked coldly.

”No, you can find your own seat.” Chen Lan rubbed her thighs and said.

”Good.” The girl nodded.

Then she moved the table next to Chen Lan's chair in the sight of everyone watching the excitement.

Whoosh!

A wide sleeve arrow popped up from the girl's wrist.

In the next second, the girl flattened the table, looked at the tea bowl on the table, calmly swept down.PA, PA, PA, PA!

All the tea bowls on the top all fell to the ground in an instant.

”Sink, hang!” Qin Yu was shocked.

Don't mention Qin Yu. Even other people, no one can think that the girl found herself a seat like this.

All the tea bowls on the chair were swept down. The girl took back her sleeve arrow and came to Chen Lan with the table in her arms.

Bang!

Then he sat down with a slap.

Li Shaojin's heart is gloomy.

If his words were for the sake of the Li family's face, now he doesn't know what to say.

Verbal confrontation is not his strong point, at this time in the face of Chen Lan and the girl, he is undoubtedly very disadvantaged.

What makes his egg ache is the girl's style.

No matter what you think of it, it's obvious that the Li family doesn't pay attention to it.

when he is at a loss, Chen Lan helps him out.

”Why are you sitting so high?” Chen Lan frowned and asked.

”So?” The girl asked in reply.

Chen Lan did not speak.

Shua!

But the next second, the sleeve sword in his hand instantly pops up.

It is a delicate sword.

If it is not carefully observed, it is a sleeve sword without a handle.

The so-called sleeve sword is actually a portable weapon folded under the clothes.

But this kind of sleeve sword always has various shortcomings.

Chen Lan is making the kind of sleeve sword she wants for the girl, and also makes one for herself.

The length of this sleeve sword is only a part shorter than the ordinary sword.

Like the sleeve sword materials used by girls, they are all dark iron ice stones.

But the one Chen Lan used was more like an ordinary sword.

In all the people suddenly a contraction of tension in the sight, Chen Lan face expressionless to the tea table a section higher than his chair quickly cut a knife.

This knife is just like a ghost. Few people can see how it was cut.

Shua!

The sleeve sword in Chen Lan's hand shrinks back.

”What did the boy do?” Qin Yu was puzzled.

The next second, Chen Lan personally revealed the answer for everyone.

I saw that the tea table stool leg more and more 30 cm place, has a neat fine mark.

If you don't look at it carefully, you can't find it.

After chopping that knife, the tea table is still standing straight in place, with no inclination. ..