The Supreme Spy

　　 "Which piano song?"

　　 Qin Yang is a little bit difficult. He really doesn't have any experience in large-scale performances, and he doesn't know what to perform on such occasions.

Miao Sha laughed and said: "You don't have to think about so many things, you just pick your best, the most popular, the most dazzling, the most scary tune, then I will perform for you alone in midfield. The time of the song, you choose this song yourself, try to make people feel refreshed."

　　 "The other songs with piano music, you can play with me on stage, these songs are not difficult, it is very simple for you, you only need to practice twice."

　　 Qin Yang thought for a while: "Well, or "Don Juan's Memories", it's difficult and grand enough, it should be able to hold the place, there is still some time, I will seize the time to practice more, it should be no problem."

　　 "You want to play "Don Juan's Memories"?"

　　 Miaosha's eyes are bright, her face is excited: "That's the ten most difficult piano songs, can you do it, if it messes up, the mysterious guest will become a joke guest?"

　　 Qin Yang smiled and said: "No problem, isn't there more than 20 days left? I will ask the teacher to give me some advice and try to make it smoother and more emotional."

　　 Miao Sha looked forward to: "Okay, there is no problem with Teacher Zhang's guidance. I would definitely like to see the moment you play the audience!"

　　 Things were so finalized, Qin Yang went on to the stage and started his own performance.

　　 The drunk woman last night did not show up today because no one gave Qin Yang mojito drinks today.

Qin Yang didn't care, and he played quietly, but in a dark corner that Qin Yang couldn't see, two men were staring at him. If Qin Yang were here, he would definitely recognize one of them. It was the dead man who was driven away by him yesterday.

The corpse picker was holding a glass of wine and gritted his teeth and said: "Seven brother, this kid, yesterday I had a hard time getting a beautiful woman, but he screwed it up and made me lose face. I couldn't swallow this breath. !"

　　 Sitting across from the corpse picker was a man in a checkered shirt with a gold chain around his neck, a cyan tattoo on his stout arm, and a scorpion with a raised tail.

　　 The man in a flower shirt was holding a wine glass, with a leisurely expression. He obviously didn't take this matter to heart: "Have you ever touched it?"

　　 The corpse man nodded: "I've asked, this kid is a freshman from China Overseas University, not a local..."

　　 The man in a flower shirt smiled and said, "What do you want?"

　　 The corpse picker said fiercely: "I want to abolish his hand so that he will not be able to play the piano in this life. I want to regret it forever!"

　　 The man in the flower shirt smiled and said: "This is not easy. It is a matter that can be solved with one brick. Even if it is connected back, it will definitely not be as flexible as before. It is definitely impossible to play the piano or something."

　　 The corpse man said: "Please also ask Brother Seven to help me out."

　　 The corpse man took out the pile of money he had prepared earlier from his pocket, and pushed it in front of the man in the flower shirt: "This is a little bit of heart, please accept it!"

　　The man in the flower shirt picked up the stack of money, put it in his hand, and smiled satisfied: "Okay, since you are on the road like this, I will help you out of this anger. He gets off work at eleven, right?"

"Yes."

　　 The man in a flower shirt nodded: "Okay, you can wait for the show."

　　 The man in the flower shirt took out the phone, made a call, and casually ordered: "Chicken, find four or five brothers, wait at the entrance of the Dream Butterfly Bar at 11 o'clock, and pack yourself."

The corpse picker saw that the man in the flower shirt called people, and a stone fell in his heart. He has a legitimate career and his income is not low, but his hobby is to be a corpse picker here. After a long time, he naturally also I met the Seventh Brother Snake, the man in a flower shirt in front of him.

　　 Although he wanted to take revenge himself, the other party was a strong young man. He was afraid that he might not be able to handle it, so he approached Brother Seven and spent money to engage him. There are many people under Seven Brother, and they are also very quick to do such things.

　　 He picked up the wine glass, drank the wine in the glass in one sip, turned his head and looked at Qin Yang performing on stage, sneered in his heart.

　　 Play, play, maybe after today, you won’t be able to play the piano again!

　　Qin Yang naturally didn't know that he had been spotted. He played the piano until eleven o'clock as usual, then changed his clothes, said hello to Qian Xiaojuan and others, and walked out of the bar.

Not far from the bar is the road. There is an iron fence on the side of the road. At this moment, six or seven men are leaning against or sitting on the iron fence and smoking. Watching Qin Yang come out, these people threw away their cigarette butts. He greeted Qin Yang.

　　 Qin Yang saw them at the first glance, swept across the crowd, and saw a familiar face, his eyes narrowed for two minutes.

　　 Isn’t this the corpse picker from yesterday?

　　 Is this looking for revenge?

　　The seventh brother in the flower shirt waved his hand, and several men under him surrounded Qin Yang. One of them showed a sharp dagger and pointed it at Qin Yang.

　　 "Dude, there is something, I want to talk to you, let us go."

　　 Qin Yang frowned, his eyes were already two more cold: "Where to go?"

　　 The man with the dagger smiled and said, "There are so many people here, it is not convenient to chat~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Let's go chat in the alley next to it."

　　 paused for a while, and the man's face showed a fierce look: "If you bark or don't cooperate, then I don't mind giving you some blood here!"

　　 The corner of Qin Yang's mouth was slightly tilted for two minutes, then he turned around obediently, and followed the group of people toward the alley next to the bar.

　　 Naturally, he knew the plan of these people very well. This was a roadside, and they naturally didn't dare to be too arrogant. When they arrived in a dark alley, they could do whatever they wanted without monitoring.

　　 A group of people wrapped up Qin Yang and walked into the nearby alley. There were only one or two dim street lamps in the back alley, deserted, and no one else.

　　 The seventh brother in the shirt stopped, looked around, took off the cigarette from his mouth, spit out a smoke ring, and said faintly: "Just here."

　　 Everyone stopped. Several men spread out a little two steps, but still surrounded Qin Yang to prevent him from escaping.

　　 Qin Yang turned his head and looked at the corpse man behind the crowd: "Did you find these people to avenge me?"

　　 The corpse picker took two steps forward, and said proudly: "I said yesterday that this matter won't be forgotten!"

　　 Qin Yang smiled: "Then what do you want, do you want to beat me out?"

The corpse picker saw that Qin Yang could still laugh at this moment, and he was also bizarre, but with so many people on his side, with daggers and steel pipes, the other party was just one person, barehanded, and the corpse picker was not worried at all. The other party will shake the sky and sneer: "I beat you up, you think it's too simple!"

　　 Qin Yang raised his eyebrows slightly: "Then what do you want?"

　　 The man in the flower shirt smiled, in a posture of controlling the overall situation, pointed at Qin Yang with his cigarette finger, and said lightly: "He wants you to play the piano with those hands."