[MTL, BL] I Conquer The Hidden Boss by Brushing My Face [Infinite Stream]

4.18

Zhi Shuyu frowned: "What happened? How come there are soldiers?"

Zhichun Pavilion is the most famous place in the Haisan area. Most of the people who come here are from the upper class. This is the first time this has happened in so many years.

Therefore, the uneasy feeling in my heart is getting stronger and stronger.

The person who came to report shook his head again and again, his eyes full of tension: "The reason is not clear at the moment, I only know that these are soldiers who are patrolling normally. They suddenly converged here ten minutes ago and drove away all the guests."

"Only the guests? "Jiang Fuyue raised her head, "Oops, this is targeting Zhichun Pavilion! Hurry up!"

"Notify everyone, evacuate urgently!"

However, their movements were slow after all.

Before the personnel began to evacuate, the Zhichun Pavilion above the base shook violently! As if the soldiers fired directly into the museum!

Looking at each other, the two were so tacit understanding that they did not need to speak, and each determined their next actions.

Jiang Fuyue went to the top to check the specific situation, while Zhi Shuyu stayed in the base to direct the evacuation.

On the way back to Zhichun Pavilion, Jiang Fuyue kept trying to communicate with Zero. But the other party has not responded, as if he was trapped in Xingfu Village last time.

When he didn't have time to think about it, he took out Qi's body cloak and draped it over his shoulders, and quickly rushed to the ground.

After passing through a few secret doors, he came to the back kitchen.

At this time, the people in the back kitchen were in a mess, and the pots and pans were scattered on the ground, looking like they had just gone through a round of looting. Loud and noisy voices came from the front hall, mixed with questioning and abusive voices.

All the staff in Zhichun Hall are underground parties. They all know that they have been surrounded by the army, and various emotions flashed on their faces. Some people have even reached out to touch the kitchen knife on the table, but because they don't know what the army wants to do, they can only temporarily stop this obviously aggressive action.

Jiang Fuyue's arrival did not disturb them. After nodding and greeting them, he wrapped his cloak and walked through the crowd to the front hall.

In the front hall, a large group of waiters and dancers gathered at the gate, arguing fiercely with the soldiers outside the door.

At this time, the wall on the right side of the gate had been bombarded with a huge hole, and there was still thick black smoke. Flying snow whistled in, hovering over the pile of bricks and tiles like ruins. If it weren't for the fact that there were no people in the front hall during the day, I'm afraid that there would be heavy casualties now.

The dancing girl covered in black and grey cheongsam rushed to the front to confront the soldiers, and scolded like a shrew with one hand on her hip, "What are you thinking? Who doesn't know that our Zhichun Pavilion is covered by Lieutenant Li? How dare you? Fire at Zhichun Pavilion in broad daylight?"

She seemed excited when she spoke, but Jiang Fuyue could see that the other party was counting the number of soldiers surrounded and the size of their weapons, and told a teenage boy in sign language behind her.

After the little boy wrote down the information, he took three steps and two steps, and quickly disappeared in the crowd because of his short stature, thinking that he was going to tip off the people underground.