Two big men suddenly ran over from somewhere else and asked him if he was a wolf soul. This made Zhan Junhun a little confused. However, as the so-called skilled man is bold, he behaved very calmly.
After bowing his hands in a traditional hand-bowing ceremony, Zhan Junhun asked:
"I am the wolf soul, but you two, I don't have much money with me today, and we are all very poor!"
The two big men were stunned. They didn't expect that Zhan Junhun would act like a rogue, seeming to be mocking them for blocking the road and robbing them.
Everyone around Zhanjunhun laughed. With their current lineup, even if there was a level 80 boss, they were confident that they could defeat it, let alone these two little "rookies" who were not very high at first glance? So, these people
They actually took a step back with a tacit understanding. Obviously, they wanted to see how the War Spirit played with the little rookie!
Zhan Junhun would not have been so aggressive, but these two people came out too suddenly, which was really rude. They were doing the first grade of junior high school, and of course he could do the fifteenth grade. It is not a gentleman to come and go, isn't it?
The two strong men were very imposing, and their eyes were very bright, but the light was very dazzling and had a power that made people feel cold all over.
That is murderous intent, which can only be gathered if you have killed someone, and not just one or two people. And that kind of aura is the kind of extremely dangerous aura mixed with the chicken belly after a narrow escape on the battlefield.
A kind of temperament.
Liu Wenzheng and Sugra had no idea. At this time, they could see that the atmosphere was not quite right, and they could also see the temperament of the other party. However, they were too confident in the fighting spirit, so they did not show any signs at all.
However, the performance of these two big men next made people feel that their eyes were broken.
"We have met Mr. Wolf Soul. We have taken the liberty and caused trouble to you and your friends. We apologize to you. My master would like to have a talk with you. Please move over to the Shenlong Restaurant. I hope that your husband can take the trouble.
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At this time, Zhan Junhun immediately put away his playful smile. He could see that the other party respected him, and he truly respected him. The other party's apology was not a lie, but a true and deep bow.
Facing such a person, he began to beat a drum in his heart.
In terms of strength of these two people, it is no problem for Zhan Junhun to deal with two or even four of them by himself. However, in any case, they are considered strong men and have their own dignity. They can let such people do what they want.
A servant, then, what kind of person is the so-called master in their mouth?
After a slight hesitation, Zhan Junhun immediately decided, see you there!
He turned around and said hello to Liu Wenzheng and the others, then turned around and said:
"I can go see your master, but I want to declare first that I will not delay the top 40 game that will be held later."
The two people seemed very happy and immediately bowed slightly and said:
"Don't worry, sir. Both you and my master value time like gold. This meeting shouldn't delay you for a long time! So, sir, please!"
War Army Soul Rift felt that this master was even more mysterious and unpredictable. He cherished time like gold. It would be great if he was such a person. He knew how much he "cherished time like gold". However, in fact, he had never
Tell him from the side:
"Our master is too busy. It would be a great honor to take some time to see you. There is no need to be so pretentious. We are not happy if you want to stay longer!"
"Crack!"
Zhan Junhun felt like he had been slapped on the face!
However, he did not become angry because of his embarrassment. This had nothing to do with dignity or anything like that. It was normal for him to attack first and others to take advantage of him. However, who is this master?
Liu Wenzheng and the others frowned. Although they had never eaten pork, they had always seen pigs running away. The temperament, momentum, measure, education, etc. displayed by these two big men made them see a mysterious world with strict barriers and harsh levels.
Families, the so-called century-old aristocrats, those nouveau riche, cannot develop that so-called aristocratic temperament within three generations!
Zhan Junhun turned around and followed the two big men back to Shenlong Restaurant until they reached the fifth floor. The two big men stopped, handed Zhan Junhun to a pretty girl, and stood at the top of the stairs.
Zhan Junhun followed the little girl for two steps, and his eyes immediately narrowed together. This little girl was definitely a master. Although she did not pose any threat to him, the temperament of a warrior fully demonstrated her ability and
strength!
When we arrived at the door, there were actually 8 big men standing here. Zhanjunhun looked at them and curled his lips. This was just pretending to be 13. Is it necessary in a Yipo game?
The woman opened the door, and Zhan Junhun seemed to be able to imagine a big-bellied old man wearing a suit, glasses, and slicked back hair, looking out the window with a deep look on his face. He looked like that.
A typical example of being struck by lightning!
However, when Zhan Junhun stepped into this room under the guidance of the female bodyguard, he was a little stunned.
A small table, two bottles of wine, and four side dishes: a shredded potato, a scrambled egg with tomatoes, a fried peanut, and a cabbage heart. Seeing these side dishes, Zhan Junhun actually felt like he was drooling.
!
There was no luxurious atmosphere at all. The middle-aged man sitting at the table was holding a wine glass, as if he was about to drink. However, he seemed to be startled by the warrior soul who suddenly opened the door and walked in.
It stopped there.
He didn't have the temperament of a superior person, but he was just like the good-tempered uncle next door, giving people a strange sense of closeness. Zhan Junhun's head was a little dizzy, and he felt as if time and space had been reversed, as if he had returned to his hometown again.
That old street in the county town, that greasy but delicious little restaurant.
The middle-aged man is very handsome, with fair skin, but a healthy red color, and very pure eyes. He doesn't have the characteristics of an old fox. No matter how you look at it, he is an approachable and handsome old man!
"Here, do it, pour your own wine!"
Although the six words were simple, they made people feel relaxed from the inside out. Zhan Junhun smiled, bowed his head slightly as a simple salute, and then stood opposite the handsome old man.
Although Zhan Junhun joined the army and fought on the battlefield for several years, he has not forgotten the good upbringing he received since childhood. On the contrary, after being exposed to the flames of war, he has become more profound. For example, this kind of etiquette and politeness can be easily learned.
There is no fireworks at all, which makes people fully feel that this is a good and polite child.
Zhan Junhun nodded in salute, pulled out the chair, moved a few minutes to the left, and then sat down diagonally. At the same time, he played with his sleeves lightly, picked up the wet wipe from the table, and wiped it gently.
He wiped it, then fiddled with it a few times, restored it to its original square shape, put it aside, gently took a wine glass, first took a shot at the old handsome guy, then filled up the wine, and then put the wine glass back.
When we reached the corner of the table, the spout of the pot was already facing the door.
The old handsome guy nodded, with a smile on his face, stretched out his hand and said:
"Eat and drink!"
"Thanks!"
Zhan Junhun didn't feel any discomfort. He picked up a piece of shredded cabbage with his chopsticks and put it into his mouth. He didn't chew it immediately, but closed his upper lips tightly before starting.
…
Zhan Junhun behaved very elegantly at this time, and he actually had a very peculiar temperament. It seemed that the person sitting here now was not a decisive and decisive special elite, but a professional manager or even a good young man.
In fact, at this time, Zhan Junhun felt happy. Although he felt that this middle-aged man was very amiable and there was no pressure on him, he knew that setting up such a scene was not as simple as inviting him to drink two glasses of wine.
!
"Pretend, keep pretending, you old handsome guy, let's see how long you can keep pretending!"
Zhan Junhun laughed with disdain in his heart, and it seemed that the face of the handsome old man in front of him also became distorted.
"I'm not pretending, that's just me!"
"puff!"
When Zhan Junhun heard what the old handsome guy across from him said, he immediately complained. He was very rude and immediately completely smashed the good image he had created previously. Fortunately, he was more polite. When drinking,
It wasn't because I was facing this handsome old guy that I didn't sneer at him.
"It's over, I can't pretend anymore!"
Zhan Junhun groaned in the center of his heart. All of this was gone. Now, he was just like a clown, and he was still a clown who had been plucked naked.
His eyes sharpened, and just as he was about to speak, the handsome old man said immediately:
"War Soul, I know more!"
"ah?"
This time, Zhan Junhun was really stunned. This old handsome guy actually knew his name! His eyes instantly turned cold, and his whole person became cold. This cute uncle next door was immediately regarded as scary by him.
He is now even thinking about how to notify his parents and ask them to pay attention to their safety.
"Boy, relax a little. Would you treat your future father-in-law like this?"
Boom!
Zhan Junhun felt as if he had been struck by Li Runxue with 300 lightning strikes. One Buddha was born and two Buddhas ascended to heaven. How could he not tell the difference between the present and the future?
"Damn it, whose father is this? He's not yet my father-in-law!"
Zhan Junhun opened his mouth and wanted to say: "I am still your father-in-law!" However, after a long time of luck, he did not dare to say it out. This old handsome guy is very handsome, looking like Li Runxue and Lin Yashi. This is really bad.
Yes, but if he was the father of these two girls, he would never dare to say that!
"Boy, I've been living with my daughter for almost half a month. What, when do you want to get married?"
Daughter? Living together? Half a month?
Lin! Ya! Poetry!
Zhan Junhun finally knew that the man in front of him was actually Lin Yashi's father.
"Uh, uncle, who are you?"
Zhan Junhun swallowed, feeling uneasy. However, he did not hand over Lin Yashi's name. He still wanted to confirm it. If he recognized the wrong person, it would be a big joke!
For example, what would we do if General Li and Li Runxue's father were in front of us?
"Ya'er hasn't told you until now who her father is? Well, this girl seems to be a little happy and nostalgic."
Oh wow, it turns out to be Lin Yashi's father, and now he's here to question him!
