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Lin Beichen's eyes lit up.
This voice is very kind, and it sounds like a playboy bully from somewhere. It is very consistent with my original persona, and it is very down-to-earth.
If you want to rise in Yunmeng City, you will be burdened by the 'famous', and occasionally fall ill and become mentally retarded to enjoy it. As for the dream of being a bad boy who goes around with a bad servant and teases a good woman with bulging breasts and wearing a flower skirt,
It is really difficult to achieve.
When I heard the bully's tone and manner, I suddenly felt as if I were meeting a relative.
"Let's go and see the excitement."
He pulled Yu Wuque and rushed over excitedly.
"Huh? You..."
Yu Wuque was confused no longer. You are a person with this status, why do you still like to join in the fun so much?
The two of them walked forward for more than thirty meters, and saw a crowd of people in front of them. Some people were watching the excitement, so they squeezed in without hesitation.
But they saw a small black cloth stall next to it. The stall owner was sitting blankly, and several disciples wearing Shenshui Palace leather robes and armor were surrounding a pair of ordinary-dressed siblings, aggressively scolding them.
The younger siblings were trembling like little quails trapped by a pack of hungry wolves...
"We selected this grass first, it is ours..."
The younger brother is at most ten years old. He has pretty features and fair skin. He looks like he came from a wealthy family. His face is red and he looks dissatisfied. There is a slap mark on his face and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.
Apparently he had been beaten just now.
My elder sister looks about thirteen or fourteen years old. She is wearing a white dress with irregularities. She is not tall, but has thick black shiny hair. Her face is even more crystal clear than the best white jade, and her eyebrows are delicate and picturesque, and her facial features are
Exquisite as carved.
In particular, a pair of beautiful eyes are big and round, with the ends of the eyes turned up, and the eyes are clear, as if they are hiding the stars, and there is an indescribable agility...
Lin Beichen was greatly surprised.
I never expected that I could meet such a beautiful girl on this black market. She looked like a stunning little two-dimensional lolita from a comic book.
The girl stood in front of her younger brother and begged, "Young heroes, please do well. This grass is very important to us. We, my sister and I, have been looking for it in this market for more than a month. This time,
We also found it first, and the stall owner has already agreed to sell it to us, so please be kind to us..."
"Haha, I won't be too arrogant, what can you do to me?"
The leader of the Shenshui Palace disciples, named Nangong Angzhi, narrowed his slanted eyes slightly and said with a sneer: "A pair of low-blooded pariahs, are you trying to fight with me? They are looking for death."
The character Loli sister knelt on the ground with a bang, kowtowed, begged, and said: "Hero, please, please."
"The more you beg me, the less I will give it to you."
Nangong Angzhi crossed his arms and sneered: "I'm not afraid to tell you the truth, this broken grass is of no use to me at all. I don't even know what its name is, but I just like the way you beg and beg but you can't do anything about it."
,Hahaha."
The seven or so Shenshui Palace disciples around him also laughed.
Shenshui Palace is a large sect of the human race and has great influence. Therefore, the people watching the excitement around them, even if they feel sorry for the siblings, do not dare to ask for help, let alone take action.
"Haha, our senior brother Nangong is in a bad mood today, so you are in bad luck..."
"You're such a good girl, why don't you ask Senior Brother Nangong in another way?"
"Tsk, tsk, Senior Brother Nangong is so ruthless. I'm afraid this little girl won't be able to withstand it and will die in the middle of the process."
Several other disciples from the Shenshui Palace also gloated a few words, ridiculing and threatening the siblings.
"Ours, this grass is ours..."
The younger brother's eyes were red, and he didn't know where he got the courage. He rushed to the black cloth stall next to him, grabbed a jet-black triangular-leaf grass in his hand, dropped a dozen taels of ancient silver, and ran away.
boom.
He was kicked back and fell to the ground.
The dark green grass in his hand also fell back onto the black cloth stall.
The boy, about ten years old, was severely injured after being kicked. Blood spurted from his mouth and nose. He was clutching his stomach. He was in so much pain that he couldn't say a word. His body was hunched over like a shrimp, rolling back and forth and twitching.
The one who took action was Nangong Angzhi.
"How dare you, a low-blooded pariah, steal my things...seeking death."
His slanted eyes flashed with cruelty, and he felt that it was not enough, so he drew his sword and stabbed the young man.
"don't want."
The stunning Lolita girl was frightened and stood in front of her brother in a panic, saying: "No, we don't want the soul grass this time. Sir, please let us go..."
Nangong Angzhi sneered and was about to say something...
A slightly surprised voice came from the side: "Soul-returning grass? This thing is called soul-returning grass?"
It was Lin Beichen.
He rushed to the black cloth stall, picked up the ink-colored three-sided grass, observed it carefully, looked at the stunning girl Loli, and said: "You said it is a soul-reviving grass, does it mean it can bring people back to their souls?
?”
The character Loli girl was stunned, looking at Lin Beichen and not knowing how to answer.
"Where did that bastard come from?"
A disciple of Shenshui Palace shouted angrily, "How dare you touch the sacred grass chosen by my senior brother Nangong with dirty hands..."
Lin Beichen didn't even look, he just raised his hand and shot.
BIU~
A crisp sound of air explosion sounded.
A bloody hole appeared between the eyebrows of this Shenshui Palace disciple, his figure shook, and he fell to the sky.
"Damn it, let you interrupt."
Lin Beichen blew the barrel of the gun murderously.
A chorus of exclamations sounded uncontrollably.
Everyone watching the excitement looked horrified. They were all secretly pitying the siblings. Unexpectedly, a young man appeared out of nowhere and killed the disciples of Shenshui Palace at the slightest disagreement.
Is he crazy?
Nangong Angzhi and other Shenshui Palace disciples were also stunned.
Immediately everyone became angry.
Unforgivable.
Even if you are the highest-ranking disciple of Chaotianque, you can't just kill my disciples of Shenshui Palace like this, right?
"Nangong Angzhi, the fourth generation senior brother of Shenshui Palace, who are you, dare to kill my disciples of Shenshui Palace? You know the consequences of doing so, the palace master of our clan is nearby now..."
Nangong Angzhi keenly felt that Lin Beichen was difficult to deal with, so he directly revealed his identity and background.
"Fuck you, do you think you are the protagonist just because you have a second surname?
Lin Beichen cursed, raised his hand and fired another shot: "My name is Xuanyuan Iron Hammer, so I'm asking you if you are afraid?"
boom.
Gunfire rang out.
Nangong Angzhi's head exploded and he died on the spot.
"Damn it, give it back to Nangong Angzhi... Bah."
Lin Beichen cursed, put away his gun, and took a closer look at the dark green jade-like [Soul-Returning Grass].
"Brother, why do you have to..."
Yu Wuque in the crowd came to his senses. He was late and didn't know what to say. He was too tough. He went berserk and killed people at the slightest disagreement.
He could see that Lin Beichen had clearly drawn out his sword to help when the road was rough.
"Ouyang Cuihua, let's judge. That bitch just now thinks he's awesome because he has the same surname. He wants to show off in front of me. If I blow his head off, am I giving him an advantage?"
Young Master Lin looked angry.
Why did I become Ouyang Cuihua?
Yu Wuque was stunned for a moment, barely keeping up with Lin Beichen's rhythm, and didn't know what to say. He finally saw that Lin Beichen clearly wanted this [Soul-Returning Grass], but he found so many excuses.
Poor Nangong Angzhi, even if he didn't have a double surname, he would probably be beaten to death for squinting his eyes, right?
"You're dead, don't leave if you dare."
A disciple of Shenshui Palace screamed, "I'm going to ask my palace master to come over... don't leave."
Saying that, he turned around and ran away.
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