Lin Beichen couldn't help but be stunned. If he said this kind of words when talking to girls, it should be effective. However, when a middle-aged man said this to himself, Lin Beichen always felt weird and frowned slightly.
wrinkle.
"Don't get me wrong, I'm just a friend."
The next moment, the middle-aged man smiled slightly and said softly.
As soon as these words came out, Lin Beichen's interest was aroused. He immediately looked at the man and chuckled: "What kind of friend is he?"
The middle-aged man did not reply, but gave Lin Beichen a meaningful look and smiled calmly:
"A very special friend. If you have the chance, I'll introduce you to him."
Say it, without even looking at Lin Beichen, he continued to pick up the magazine and read through it.
But Lin Beichen couldn't help but be stunned at this moment, frowning slightly and looking at the man with confusion, his face was a little solemn for a moment.
Is there something in the words?
Lin Beichen frowned slightly and sighed inwardly. He glanced at the middle-aged man a few more times, frowned slightly, and finally withdrew his gaze.
Perhaps, I am overthinking it!
However, he didn't notice that the moment he looked back, the middle-aged man who was reading the magazine just now glanced at Lin Beichen without any trace, his eyes were deep, and there was an inexplicable expression on the corner of his mouth.
smile.
"Is he his son? It looks so similar, it's possible!"
After muttering secretly, the middle-aged man looked at Lin Beichen with a deep look. However, his look was much colder than the previous conversation between the two.
It's just that Lin Beichen didn't notice this move!
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The distance between Hangzhou and Dongdu is not very fast. In less than twenty minutes, the plane has been delivered to Dongdu. As the plane slowly and steadily stopped, the flight attendants stood up and respectfully helped everyone pack their luggage.
Walked towards the plane door in an orderly manner.
Before leaving, the fat man who had been severely punished by Lin Beichen was now gnashing his teeth and pointing at Lin Beichen, his eyes extremely hateful, but he couldn't even speak.
The gold teeth were inserted into his head. At this moment, the fat man was no different from an old lady in her 80s or 90s. She even couldn't speak. I'm afraid she could only eat liquid food in the past few months.
He knocked Lin Beichen away fiercely, rushed away from the crowd with almost a roar, and got off the plane straight away. However, he directly dragged a ground attendant, pointed in the direction of the plane and roared: "Woooooooooooooooo..."
Na Diqin listened with a confused look on his face. He had no idea what the fat man was saying. He was stunned for a moment and said, "Sir, do you need help with something? Please speak slowly."
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
After rowing for a long time, the ground staff still couldn't make any sense of it. In the end, they had no choice but to take the fat man to find the security guard at Dongdu Airport.
This scene naturally fell in the eyes of Lin Beichen and the middle-aged man.
At that moment, the middle-aged man glanced at Lin Beichen meaningfully and smiled calmly: "Little brother, it seems that you are in trouble."
"Haha, it doesn't matter. The fat guy can't escape, and he still needs thirteen punches from me."
Lin Beichen didn't take the fat man's clamor seriously at all, and even at this moment, even the middle-aged man's words were wrong.
He, Lin Beichen, didn't care at all whether that damn fat man could threaten him. Instead, he cared more about the thirteen fists he owed him!
The fat man didn't even scold himself, but Lin Beichen memorized a fist. From the moment he got on the plane to now, the fat man had scolded him sixteen times. He had punched three fists on the plane before, but now, that man was still ten times behind him.
Three fists were not returned.
Raising his wallet, Lin Beichen suddenly smiled: "I just don't know if the person will die if these thirteen fists are thrown."
"Haha, young man, you are quite crazy." He patted Lin Beichen's shoulder lightly, and the middle-aged man smiled slightly: "Okay, we have arrived in Dongdu, and I have to leave. We two will see each other again if we are destined."
"Goodbye, by the way, don't forget to introduce that friend who looks a lot like me next time we meet." Lin Beichen smiled slightly and agreed.
"must!"
With a chuckle, the middle-aged man carried his suitcase and slowly walked down the plane along with the crowd. However, he took advantage of the opportunity to glance in Lin Beichen's direction, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth:
"Boy, I guess we... will meet again soon." As he said that, he took out his mobile phone and took a photo of Lin Beichen, sneered, and then dialed a number:
"Help me investigate a person. The more detailed the better. I will send you the photo in a moment. The flight is China Southern Airlines ATCH0680. Please reply to me as soon as possible."
After saying that, he hung up the phone without waiting for the other party to reply.
Looking at Lin Beichen's appearance captured on the phone, the sneer on the man's face became more and more arrogant: "Dongdu, Dongdu... is it you, boy, you really make me curious."
After the photo was sent, the middle-aged man subconsciously glanced in the direction of Lin Beichen in the crowd, then flashed and quickly disappeared at the end of the crowd.
But at this moment, Lin Beichen didn't know anything. He was holding his head and walking towards the airport along with the crowd, but his eyes were involuntarily scanning around, as if he was looking for something.
"Damn fat man, he ran very fast and disappeared in the blink of an eye."
Thinking that the fat man still owed him thirteen fists, Lin Beichen immediately sneered, with a touch of disdain on his lips.
It seems that I can only find an opportunity to let that damn fat man give me the remaining thirteen punches!
Although paddling across to find that damn fat man is like looking for a needle in a haystack, there are very few people there who can afford to fly first class and have some connections with Ma Youfu.
Lin Beichen has always been a person who must avenge his revenge. These thirteen fists must be recovered. Even if he can't catch the damn fat man now, if he can find Ma Fuyu and let him help find him in this matter,
, it’s not easy to find this damn fat man.
Now, it’s the information age!
Thinking of this, Lin Beichen immediately laughed and walked slowly towards the airport lobby along with the crowd. At this moment, the airport pick-up port was already crowded with people, holding signs with their names high and shouting.
That person's name filled the entire airport reception hall.
However, Lin Beichen did not see any familiar figure among these crowds.
But when I think about it, I have messed up all the families in Dongdu. Families such as the Xiao family and the Ye family have already been in ruins since I left Dongdu. Even the Mo family is no longer the same as before. Without Mo Qing,
Without the support of this strange woman Wu, the entire Mohist family's industry plummeted.
Thinking about it now, Lin Beichen felt a little sad.
The Mo family in the Eastern Capital was completely in decline.
While I was thinking wildly, I suddenly heard a familiar voice calling my name.
"Lin Beichen, Lin Beichen...here, here!"
When he turned around in confusion, he suddenly saw an old but very familiar figure appearing in the crowd.
Mr. Hongwu!
It had only been a few months since they last met, but Lin Beichen saw that Mr. Hongwu was getting more and more rosy, and even his body was much stronger than before.
Seeing Hong Wu constantly waving to him, Lin Beichen immediately smiled and hurriedly walked up. He looked Hong Wu up and down and laughed loudly:
"Old man, I haven't seen you for a few months. Your body has become much stronger."
"Thanks to your blood pill, otherwise the old man would have hiccupped a lot." Hong Wu patted Lin Beichen's shoulder lightly, and laughed, his voice obviously much richer than before.
In the blink of an eye, Lin Beichen noticed that Hong Wu's cultivation had improved a lot. Although he was still not comparable to those of the family heads in Hangzhou, in the three-acre area of Dongdu, the old man Hong Wu was enough to occupy a place.
.
The next moment, Hong Wu squeezed Lin Beichen's shoulder, but suddenly took a breath of cold air, and looked at Lin Beichen as if he wanted to see a monster: "I haven't seen you for several months, and I can't see through your cultivation.
Hong Lei’s baby said that your master’s cultivation has made rapid progress, tell me, what state has your cultivation reached now?”
As he spoke, Hong Wu looked at Lin Beichen with burning eyes and asked enthusiastically.
"Could it be that we have reached the legendary Dan Bao realm?"
As he spoke, Hong Wu's eyes sparkled, and his tone of voice was full of envy.
Hearing this, Lin Bianche couldn't help being stunned, but the next moment he smiled slightly: "It's almost the same. At the peak of the Baodan realm, you can break through the Ninggang realm at any time!"