Chapter 992 Uninvited Guests

Let Quentin stay in the balcony garden for the time being, Qin Jue got up and returned to the hall.

After Frandy broke in, he didn't go straight to anyone. He passed by the tense waiter, took a glass of wine from his tray, and then stood still, sweeping the men and women present with a scrutinizing gaze, full of oppression.

People who are mixed in the upper class of Continent A will know Frandy Feng, and in the native country of Onelia, celebrities with some knowledge can associate her with Mrs. Feng, who is known as the "Queen of the Mafia", just by looking at her eyes. The atmosphere is even more depressing, and even normal conversations have become cautious whispers.

Qin Jue walked to a corner of the buffet table to make sure he was exposed to Frandy's vision.

She didn't know what this guy wanted to do here, but Frandy never concealed his uninvited guest's aura at all. Anyone who saw him could see that he was here to cause trouble. In order to prevent He Xu, Lu Qianshan and others who were still present from being affected, Qin Jue felt it necessary to create an opportunity to talk to Frandy.

As expected, Frandy (under the suspicious glances of the people around him) walked over here. Qin Jue was twisting the small fork that was inserted into the cake in his hand, and turned around naturally with the porcelain plate in his hand: "Hey, you are here too."

"How does it taste?" Frandy asked casually.

"Not bad." Qin Jue answered casually.

Frandy is so normal, this is really abnormal.

Qin Jue's eyes flickered slightly when she saw the unnatural wrinkles on his suit collar.

"What happened?" She lowered her voice.

Frandy laughed, and his smile was surprisingly hearty. Just looking at him, you can feel that his mental state is in danger.

He smiled and told a story without any reason. Qin Jue listened, keeping a polite smile on his face, and his heart sank slightly.

The mouse surnamed L challenged the cat of the D family, fighting blood and flesh flying, and detonated the "lazy bomb" at the edge of the forest... She sighed.

"Lazy Bomb" is one of Frandy's magic bars all over the country, and the main style is rock. From what Frandy said, it had become a victim.

"Poor little animals." Qin Jue picked up the juice and clinked glasses with Frandy, his voice still light, "How many are gone?"

Frandy's mouth, which had been raised a little scary, returned to a cold straight line.

"Cindy, Jerry, and Scott." He laughed dryly, "Someone always makes my dream come true for me."

Qin Jue narrowed her eyes. When she was reborn last year, she played music with these people in Country A. "It's pitiful." She whispered.

Then he said, "Who is the target?"

Frandy smiled a little, his eyes flashing coldly. He raised his glass, and the L-shaped emblem surrounded by complex patterns on the wall was reflected in the surging wine.

Qin Jue was slightly shocked.

The surname starting with L... Rasul.

Bai Li, who succeeded Hu Changjian, once gave Qin Jue a brief introduction to the forces in the EU Federation. The Rasul family is the local boss of Onelia and the largest local gang. Although their reputation is not as good as that of Mrs. Feng, who has passed away but still has some influence, they are still very important in all walks of life.

The reason why I want to say this is that the hotel where today's dinner is held is the property of the Rasul family.

Frandy is really here to pick a fight.

Rather than picking a fight, it is better to say that he is seeking revenge.

Qin Jue felt a headache. She did not have the position and qualifications to stop Frandy, but she had reasons to stop him on the spot.

"I have been here for nearly an hour and did not see the owner appear." Qin Jue said casually.

"I know." Frandy looked calm, "I came to find you."

"?" Qin Jue cast a puzzled look.

Frandy took out a stack of cards from his trousers pocket and slapped them on her empty hand. Qin Jue lowered his head and saw a line of cursive "Vintage" in his eyes. The pictures showed clothing and luxury goods, and occasionally some musical instruments. It seemed to be one of the business resources controlled by Frandy.

Her fingers deftly moved the ones with musical instruments to the bottom: "What do you mean, endorsement?"

Frandi nodded, with a numb entrustment in his eyes, like a drowning person turning his head to say goodbye to his friends on the shore.

Qin Jue clearly felt the determination of the guy in front of him. She could almost see a 21-gram weight slowly peeling off Frandi, which was the soul of his music.

"You are not very rational." Qin Jue said.

"I am a madman." Frandi said.

"You don't expect to kill a few celebrities here with the bulging modified thing on your waist and force the owner to come and talk to you when his reputation is ruined and then be shot in the head by you, right?" Qin Jue's pronunciation was almost breathy.

"Don't care what the madman thinks." Frandi even smiled with his hands spread out.

Qin Jue did not argue with him about "every wrong has its perpetrator, and every debt has its owner", nor did he intend to persuade him not to hurt innocent people. She looked at Frandy like a police officer looked at a student who was about to jump off a building - people who are overwhelmed with anger need and deserve to jump out of the current emotional trap and consider more options, even if they may not listen to persuasion at this time.

"What are you going to use to exchange with me?" Qin Jue finally raised the very textured brand concept card in his hand, "I didn't think about being forced into such a mess by my friends before I went out today."

"..." Frandy's eyes were sinister, and Qin Jue knew that he was actually depressed.

"Give me a contact method." Qin Jue put the card in his pocket, "As long as I can contact you within today."

Frandy frowned. "Okay." He muttered and said a string of numbers.

There was a little commotion at the door of the banquet hall. Someone was saying goodbye.

The buffet dinner usually lasted about an hour. There was also a dangerous guest like Frandy in the hall. Since he talked to Qin Jue, some cautious guests had already left early with many excuses such as going to the bathroom. Now it was only because the number of people leaving gradually increased that it became more obvious.

However, there were also people who stayed nearby and were eager to try. Although they politely kept a social distance so that they could not hear the conversation between Qin Jue and Frandy, their expressions had already exposed the fact that he or she wanted to come forward and talk.

Qin Jue did not expect to see someone coming up to die in vain. She deliberately raised her voice a little: "I need to discuss with my agent before giving you an answer."

Frandy shrugged without comment.

"Well,"

Before Qin Jue finished speaking, an unusually loud and harsh alarm sounded throughout the venue, startling the guests at the banquet.

"Fire?" Qin Jue raised his eyes sharply and noticed that there was a flash of surprise in Frandy's eyes. He immediately knew that it was not his fault. He immediately thought quickly and said, "Unexpected situation, it might be an encirclement to catch you, retreat first!"

Frandy is here to fight to the death, but he should not be stupid enough to fight himself to death here.

Sure enough, perhaps thinking that in addition to Rasul, there is another "D family" waiting for his revenge. Frandy did not stay stubbornly, but walked quickly to the door with the evacuated crowd.

Qin Jue was also in the crowd. While walking, an old hand grabbed his arm: "What's going on?!"

It was He Xu. He looked nervous and rarely spoke faster.

Qin Jue knew that the old man was worried about her because she was being talked to by Frandy. The fire alarm was still ringing, so she raised her voice a little and said in English: "That gentleman thought I looked good and came to me to discuss endorsement!... He looks a little fierce, but his temper is quite good..."

When she said the second half of the sentence, she deliberately switched back to Chinese to create the illusion that "I was so used to speaking English that I couldn't switch back to my mother tongue."

These words successfully cleared her relationship with Frandy. Combined with the brand concept card that Qin Jue raised earlier, the guests who were still interested in gossiping heard this and did not doubt it.

It didn't matter that Qin Jue was involved with the second-generation mafia, but after all, He Xu and Lu Qianshan were also there at this occasion, so this was the most appropriate way to deal with it.

This acting trick fooled others, but not He Xu who was close by, so Qin Jue quickly approached him and whispered:

"It's okay, he's an acquaintance, and A Zheng knows him too."

He Xu's tense nerves finally relaxed, and he glared at Qin Jue unhappily, with both blame and concern.

They walked out with the crowd, and the security guards at the venue were still evacuating the crowd in an orderly manner. As they walked, someone suddenly bumped into them. Qin Jue reacted very quickly to identify the person and reached out to grab him.

Quentin hugged her with his backhand: "Are you okay?" He said in her ear.

Qin Jue was stunned, met those sea-blue eyes, and instantly realized that Quentin was the one who set off the fire.

...What a clever little ghost!

Qin Jue was overjoyed: "It's safe, everything is fine."

The sharp fire alarm had stopped at this time. She shook Quentin's hand and added softly: "Thank you for your help, my friend. I declare you my Metis."

Seeing that Qin Jue still had the heart to cue the goddess of wisdom in mythology, Quentin smiled, winked at her, and naturally stepped back a few steps to blend into the crowd of people leaving.

Not long after, someone found out the reason for the alarm. It was said that the smoke detector in the smoking room was accidentally triggered. Generally speaking, it was a misunderstanding and the problem was not big. Then, someone came forward to express that the organizer was very sorry for accidentally scaring the distinguished guests.

The people who were already walking in the evacuation passage breathed a sigh of relief, but it was too embarrassing to dress up and go back after such an episode. So a group of people left with a proper smile, and another group of people walked into the lively outdoor banquet hall, which knew nothing about the accident, with the apology and invitation of the waiter. Not long after, they blended into the harmonious social atmosphere again.

Anyway, he had already introduced Qin Jue and Lu Qianshan and other juniors to many people. He Xu didn't want to stay for long because of the cautious and thoughtful temperament of the Dragon people, so he invited everyone back to the hotel.

Qin Jue was still thinking about Frandy, who was like a time bomb. He approached the old man and whispered a word. He successfully left the main group on the grounds of "going back with his own makeup team" and turned back to the hall to meet Baili.

"Protect them on the way." Qin Jue said, "I have something else to do, so I won't go with you."

Baili nodded neatly: "Captain Qin, do you need help?"

"...No, but if I send you a signal, call me in five minutes." Each "secret guard" has a simple and straightforward signal device in his hand. Qin Jue can notify them by pressing a button. This is also the old habit of comrades in the end times.

"Understood."

After Baili responded, Qin Jue quickly concealed his presence and left in a low profile.

After turning two streets alone, she took out her mobile phone and dialed the number given by Frandy.

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