Chapter 887

When the girl talked about Zhao Zhiwen, she was disgusted, angry and disgusted.

Another girl echoed: "it's the first time we've met someone like him in the capital for so long. It's really annoying to come to our sisters if we have nothing to do."

"Isn't it!"

"Now people die, deserve it!"

……

He began to speak word by word again.

Yu Dali interrupted, "well, since you know each other, has he been to chunman building since Xu o'clock last night?"

"No!"

"Really didn't come? Or you didn't tell the truth?" A girl waved her handkerchief and Liu Mei said, "Sir, we are all good people. We never lie and cheat. President Zhao really didn't come last night. If you don't believe it, we can't help it. Besides, people like him don't do good every time. We didn't come last night, our sisters

I don't know how happy they are. They also received one more guest. The guest was generous. "

Sweat!

Dali Temple continued to ask, "do you have any grudges with Zhao Zhiwen?"

"It's not resentment, it's bad luck."

"Why?"

"Bad luck is bad luck. Where do you ask so many questions?"

Yu Dali was angry: "be bold. Answer whatever I ask you."

The woman in blue turned sideways and said, "Oh, my Lord, we all say it's bad luck. What else can we say?"

"Well, I'll ask you again. Is Zhao Zhiwen's death related to you?"

At this question, several girls were stunned, and then said excitedly, "what does his death have to do with us? You officials don't allow us ordinary people to talk nonsense, so don't wrong good people, don't worry about the state officials setting fire, and don't allow the people to light lights!"

It's true that the wind dust woman is brave.

After all, chastity is gone. What are you afraid of life and death?

Yu Dali's mouth twitched and was speechless by several women. He glanced at Jing Rong and Ji Yunshu sitting on the left, as if asking. Then, Jing Rong, without expression, got up and went to the girls, straightened his face and hooked his thin cold lips: "I have time to spend with you, but I don't have it. If you don't answer well, the board of Dali temple will have to be hurt. If you don't die, you'll be put in prison

, snakes, insects, rats and ants... Can bite people's bones and flesh. "

Uh!

Some girls are scared!

Shrink.

"After all, does Zhao Zhiwen's death have anything to do with you?" His words were cold and chilling. The woman in blue sighed and told the truth: "Lord, his death really has nothing to do with us. The reason why we say bad luck is because that man eats and drinks for nothing every time he comes to our chunman building. He pats his ass and leaves without giving money after doing his work. If it weren't for his being the president of the four major chambers of Commerce

One, we won't serve. It's bad luck for eight generations! "

It resonated: "that's not true, so he deserved to die."

"Deserved it!"

If you don't pay for visiting the kiln, you should!

Looking at the angry faces of the girl in front of him, Jing Rong asked again, "since he often goes to you, you should also know something about him?"

The woman in green thought, "I know, he's a gambler! “

"Good bet?"

"Yes! Not only that, he also likes gambling. Many times he comes to us when he loses." A girl's eyes turned and she seemed to think of something. Then she said, "I remember what he said to me when he drank too much last time... A fool has been giving him money, so he doesn't worry about losing money, because someone wiped his ass, and I don't know which fool it is. I wanted to do it again

Yes, but he's already drunk and unconscious. "

The girls keep talking!

It is worthy of "doing business".

No, are we off the subject?

Jing Rong's sharp eyes swept away, and they all shut up.

He said, "what you just said had better be true. If you dare to lie, it will be a felony“

The girls trembled a few times.

”Lord, we are telling the truth, and every word is true. "

"Better!"

In the face of Jingrong, a handsome man with a cold face, the girls' female hermonton has also risen a lot. The charming eyes of the woman in blue blinked at him twice, and her slender body became softer. I wish the whole person leaned towards Jingrong's chest. Then she bit her lips, showing a shy look, and continued, "my Lord, the little woman's name is peach red, you can also call me

Xiao Hong, I can play the piano and sing. If you like it, come to chunman building to find me. I promise to sing to your satisfaction. "

Seeing this, several other women also slowly leaned over.

"The little woman's name is hui'er. She can not only play and sing, but also draw. She is best at... Drawing on people."

"Lord, the little woman's name is Dongmei. They can do it. I can massage."

A swarm of people pasted it up.

"What are those you will? My best... Is blowpipe!" The enchanting woman in red came forward and was about to wave her handkerchief towards Jingrong's shoulder. Suddenly, someone caught her wrist.

Look, it's Ji Yunshu!

She was calm and could not see her expression. She paused a little, palmed hard, pulled the girl's hand down, and then ordered the officials of Dali temple.

"You can take them away."

So boring!

Several girls snorted, waved their powdery handkerchiefs, twisted their graceful hips, and reluctantly followed the officials.

Women are terrible!

After coming for a while, it made everyone's brain AChE.

Jing Rong looked at Ji Yunshu. She looked like she was jealous and was on fire.

He smiled to himself. This woman is a bit of a princess!

Ji Yunshu looked at the "colorful" things and left. He sighed helplessly, then looked at Jingrong and asked softly, "why didn't you hide just now?"

"Wait for you!" He grinned.

Ji Yunshu gave him a hard look.

Yu Dali came up and asked, "Lord Ji, it seems that Zhao Zhiwen really didn't go to chunman building last night. Where will he go?"

"Didn't they just say it?" Jing Rong said.

Huh?

Did you say that?

Yu Dali thought about it and suddenly realized, "the Lord means... Gambling house?"

"That's right!"

Suddenly——

Someone came outside.

Report: "Lord, suddenly several people went to Brunei pavilion to make a scene."

"What's going on?"

"They kept shouting for Zhao Zhiwen to pay back the money."

Pay back?

Jing Rong frowned, "where are the people?"

"Already caught."

He shook his big sleeve and said, "bring those people!"

"Yes."

Before long, I saw four big and rough men being framed.

"Don't think people don't have to pay their debts when they die."

"In black and white, covered with fingerprints." Those people quarreled all the way from Brunei pavilion to here.