The time two years ago was very short for practitioners.
The murder of the city lord has not been forgotten by anyone to this day.
Such as major restaurants.
When everyone drinks and chats, these things will basically be mentioned.
South City Gate.
Pedestrians come and go in a hurry.
An old man with white hair, holding a wooden cane, walked towards the city gate unsteadily.
It seems that it will fall down when the wind blows.
Pedestrians passing by will stay away from old people when they see them.
It's not because the old man is very strong or because he has a strong background.
It's because the old man has a pungent smell, as if he hasn't bathed for decades.
Therefore, everyone looked at me with disgust.
"It stinks."
When the old man walked to the city gate, the four guards guarding the city immediately pinched their noses with undisguised disgust on their faces.
"Old man, after all you have just become the God of War, don't you know how to make yourself clean and decent?"
"Go quickly, go quickly, don't block the road here."
Two years ago.
There was a big change in the city lord's palace, and every city gate was guarded very strictly.
Everyone coming in and out must be checked by the Sky Eye Stone.
But at this moment.
Facing the white-haired old man, the four guards had no intention of interrogating him. They just hoped that the old man could leave as soon as possible.
The white-haired old man smiled slightly, stepped forward, and walked toward the city tremblingly.
I don't even care about the smell on my body.
"There are really all kinds of people in this world."
"Obviously my limbs are intact, but I still make myself smell bad."
"I think there must be something wrong with his mind."
The four guards shook their heads and continued to check people coming in and out.
…
"What is the taste?"
"So smelly?"
Within the city.
At this moment, there were also curses everywhere.
The people on the street, looking at the white-haired old man, all gave way and were extremely disgusted.
But no matter how much everyone scolded him, the white-haired old man always kept smiling.
"Old man, please, find a place to wash up quickly!"
"To be honest, I really admire your courage. How dare you run out without fear of being beaten?"
Several young people shook their heads.
"Can't you bear this little thing?"
"Young people, it's not good to be impatient."
The white-haired old man chuckled.
"You're still kicking your nose and face?"
"You are a typical example of not being ashamed, but being proud of it."
"Rely on the old and sell the old."
Several young people said angrily.
"A few, a few..."
"Do not impulse."
"Look, he has old arms and legs. If he gets frightened, he may have some advantages and disadvantages, and he may rely on you."
Someone advised me from the side.
Upon hearing this, several young people immediately took a few steps back and looked at the white-haired old man warily.
Isn't this just for porcelain?
It is better to keep a respectful distance from such people.
To this!
The white-haired old man still just smiled, became extremely calm, looked at the crowd around him, and asked: "Excuse me, how to get to Bao Pavilion?"
"Turn right ahead, then cross two streets and turn left. After three blocks, you will find Baoge."
Someone said impatiently.
"Thanks."
The white-haired old man nodded and thanked him, then walked toward the treasure pavilion without paying any attention to the disdainful looks around him.
Treasure Pavilion!
As the only major force in China besides the Dragon Clan and Dragon Slayer Palace, it naturally has its own advantages.
Everyone in Rubao Pavilion is very low-key, never causing trouble outside, and never competing for resources with the Dragon Clan.
Sometimes, they even voluntarily give it up to the Dragon Clan.
The white-haired old man wandered all the way until he finally arrived at Bao Pavilion and stopped in front of the gate.
The magnificent building in front of you gives people a great sense of oppression.
But it's not luxurious.
Even a little simple, but without losing the atmosphere.
There is an endless flow of people passing by.
After all, Baoge is the only public trading place in the land of China, so the flow of people is naturally very large.
but.
When the white-haired old man appeared in front of the gate, everyone stopped involuntarily and cast strange glances at the white-haired old man.
who?
This smell is too unpleasant!
Seeing him like this, he still wants to enter the Treasure Pavilion?
There are so many guests in Bao Pavilion, aren’t they here deliberately to cause trouble?
"Old man, do you want to enter the Treasure Pavilion?"
door.
There are two reception staff.
One of them walked up to the white-haired old man with suspicious eyes and asked.
"kindness."
The white-haired old man nodded.
"Old man, you smell like sweat..."
"Otherwise, you should go and wash up first. There is a restaurant next to it."
The reception staff spoke very tactfully and their attitude was very polite.
illustrate.
The people in Baoge are really nice.
The white-haired old man also seemed to have a trace of satisfaction in his eyes.
"Old man, don't blame me, because your image will indeed affect other guests."
"After all, this is where we do business."
The receptionist said again.
"All right!"
The white-haired old man nodded.
But just as the white-haired old man turned around, a young man in purple came with a group of guards.
"Get out of the way, Young Master Wu is coming!"
Two servants ran in front, shouting arrogantly at the crowd.
People's expressions changed and they hurriedly stepped aside.
"Young Master Wu?"
The white-haired old man looked at the young man in purple clothes and the guards, with doubt in his eyes.
Isn't this the guard of the city lord's palace?
Who is this Young Master Wu?
Could it be that he is also from the City Lord’s Mansion?
"What is the taste?"
The young man in purple clothes walked over, frowned, glanced around, and soon his eyes locked on the white-haired old man.
"You, you, you...get away, don't affect my young master's mood!"
When the two servants saw this, they immediately walked towards the white-haired old man angrily.
"The road belongs to everyone."
"Bao Pavilion doesn't belong to your family, so why should you let me go?"
The white-haired old man said calmly.
"Ouch!"
"How dare you talk back?"
"Tell you."
"Don't talk about this road, now the entire Black Rock City is owned by my young master!"
The two servants sneered.
"Old man, please leave quickly!"
"They can't afford it."
The reception staff saw that the situation was not good and secretly transmitted the message.
"Why can't you afford to offend me?"
"Is there no royal law in the world?"
The white-haired old man said.
"Old man, this must be your first time coming to Black Rock City. The Wu family is now the king of Black Rock City."
"Because the head of the Wu family is the current city lord of Black Rock City."
"The man standing in front of you is the son of the head of the Wu family. Do you think you can afford to offend him?"
The receptionist secretly said.
"The head of the Wu family is the current city lord?"
The white-haired old man was stunned.
The receptionist said: "Old man, let's go quickly and come back after washing up."
The white-haired old man thought thoughtfully for a while, looked up at the young man in purple, and turned around to leave.
"stop!"
But this time.
The young man in purple spoke.
The white-haired old man was stunned and turned to look at the young man in purple.
"You talked back to me and wanted to leave without even a word of apology?"
The young man in purple clothes had his hands behind his back and his eyes looked arrogant.
The white-haired old man smiled hoarsely and said: "What I said is the truth, so why is it wrong? If it is right, why should I apologize?"
"How dare you talk back to him?"
"Does this old man think his life is too long?"
People grunted.
The young man in purple is not scary.
Because he has become a god of war.
but.
The power behind him is terrifying.
For example, his father was not only extremely powerful, but also had the support of the dragon clan after becoming the city lord.
Who can afford it?
Even the treasure pavilion must be respected.
The young man in purple clothes was also a little dazed.
Ever since his father ascended the throne of the city lord, no one has dared to collide with him like this.
Suddenly.
He felt that he couldn't lose face, and a flash of anger flashed in his eyes, and he shouted: "Kill him!"
"Master Wu, please calm down."
"After all, we are in front of our treasure pavilion, so please don't cause any harm to anyone."
The receptionist said quickly.
"What is the Treasure Pavilion?"
"If I am not happy, I will directly issue an order to destroy your treasure pavilion!"
The young man in purple looked disdainful.
"Destroying the Treasure Pavilion?"
The receptionist was stunned for a moment, and anger suddenly appeared on his face.
Another receptionist also came forward, glared at the young man in purple, and said: "Young Master Wu, don't go too far!"
"Excessive?"
The young man in purple was stunned, turned to look at the guards beside him, and asked: "They said that I went too far, did they?"
"No no."
"Now the entire Black Rock City belongs to you, young master. You can do whatever you want. Who dares to say no?"
A group of guards laughed flatteringly.
"can you hear me?"
"The entire Black Rock City belongs to me, who are you?"
The young man in purple looked at the two receptionists and smiled proudly.
The two of them clasped their hands tightly.
Looking back at the beginning, before the head of the Wu family became the city lord, how dare this person be so arrogant in Bao Pavilion?
“Wonderful and wonderful.”
"I finally realized what it means to fight against the power of a dog."
Just at this moment.
The white-haired old man standing nearby smiled hoarsely.
Everyone looked at the white-haired old man.
I thought to myself, why do you dare to speak?
I haven't seen Mr. Wu yet, but I've already gotten really angry. Isn't this a recipe for disaster?
as expected!
When the young man in purple heard this, a ferocious look suddenly appeared on his face. He stared at the white-haired old man and said sternly: "You still dare to call me a dog. You really have never died. Give him to me immediately."
Cut it into pieces!"
The two guards immediately waved their spears and killed the white-haired old man.
"to be honest."
"Calling you a dog is just trying to flatter you."
"If you don't do good things, you will become the minions of the dragon clan."
The white-haired old man smiled coldly, and a powerful breath burst out of his body like a torrent.
"What?"
"He is not the God of War!"
People were shocked.
The two receptionists also looked at the white-haired old man in surprise.
The young man in purple also had a look of shock on his face.
The two guards also stopped immediately and looked at the white-haired old man.
"I will kill every one of the dragon clan's minions on sight!"
The white-haired old man took one step forward, and a strange invisible force surged forward like a tide.
The two servants and a group of guards fell to the ground one after another with miserable howls on the spot.
There was no trace of any scar on his body, it was as if he had suddenly died of exhaustion!
"How can it be?"
People were stunned.
How did this old man do it?
boom!
It was at this time.
The aura of the white-haired old man soared straight up to the level of Dacheng Shenjun!
"He is not the God of War!"
"He is a great god!"
Everyone couldn't help but swallow their saliva.
In fact, Dacheng Shenjun is not that powerful in Black Rock City, but the methods shown by the white-haired old man are unheard of.
Killing all the guards instantly without any effort without causing any injuries. This method is terrible!