Lao Huang did not expect that the old man would have such strong killing potential!
He now somewhat understood why the historical stories he told had such a strong sense of vicissitudes of life.
This old man is not simple.
The young man who was patted on the shoulder by the old man must have been so scared that he peed his pants now.
Lu Feng took a sip of tea, looked at Lao Huang, whose eyes were exploding, chuckled softly, and said: "According to the script, the young and old should be weak and bullied by the playboys. Our wandering hero takes action and teaches a lesson, and then...
...That thing. Lao Huang, am I right?"
Old Huang chuckled and said in a deep voice: "Our country has become stronger, and there are crouching tigers and hidden dragons everywhere. Old man, how did you see it just now?"
Lu Feng stood up and said, "Let's go. Have fun."
Lao Huang looked at Lu Feng in surprise.
You haven’t even listened to the book? Why are you having so much fun?
Lao Huang stood up in confusion and walked out of the teahouse with Lu Feng.
He couldn't understand Lu Feng more and more.
After Lu Feng and Lao Huang left, the old storyteller looked at Lu Feng's back and said politely to the listeners present: "Everyone, I'm sorry. I won't be storytelling today."
Ignoring everyone's expressions, the old scholar took Xiao Ai away and walked in the direction Lu Feng left.
But the six young men who were shouting were still sitting in a daze, not recovering from their shock.
In the car, Lao Huang said to Lu Feng calmly: "Xiao Feng, let's go back. Otherwise, Mr. Lu knows that if you don't go back for so long, you will have to take care of the family."
Lao Huang knew Lu Feng's father very well.
If Lu Feng didn't go back for too long, he would definitely think that Lu Feng had started fooling around outside again, and when he went back, he would inevitably get scolded again.
Mr. Lu is good at everything, but he is too harsh on Lu Feng.
As soon as Lao Huang started the car, Lu Feng said in a deep voice: "Wait, someone is coming."
"who?"
Lao Huang followed Lu Feng's eyes and noticed that not far away, the old storyteller and the little girl were walking towards them.
This time, Lao Huang felt the murderous aura in the old scholar's body.
Lu Feng was one step ahead of him again!
Lao Huang is a top-level killer, and his sensitivity to his surroundings is unusual. He actually reacted half a beat slower than Lu Feng twice in a row.
Is he getting old? Or is Lu Feng too scary?
The old scholar came over, stood in front of the car window, and knocked on the glass gently.
Lao Huang slowly opened the car window.
The old man looked at Lu Feng and said, "Little brother, are you interested in listening to the old man talk about history? I will tell it to you alone."
Xiao Ai, who was behind the old scholar, looked at his grandfather in surprise.
Grandpa reads to him alone?
Such an honor is unprecedented!
Old Huang was also surprised. He had known the old scholar for so long, but he had never heard of the old scholar writing to others alone.
It was obvious that the old scholar came to Lu Feng specifically.
Strange!
How could an old scholar tell Lu Feng personally?
Lu Feng said with a faint smile: "Sorry. I don't have time today. I will definitely listen to it when I have the opportunity."
Lu Feng asked Lao Huang to drive.
After the car drove a long way, the old scholar looked surprised and said to himself: "Damn it! I will be rejected one day."
Xiao Ai was also surprised. Grandpa took the initiative to speak to others, but others didn't want to listen.
This guy is interesting.
Xiao Ai chuckled and said: "The hero who carried millions of troops and carried out military orders with one word has actually been reduced to asking for help. Grandpa, you are losing face."
The old scholar's face sank, and the old wrinkles tightened, and he said loudly: "Check who he is."
Xiao Ai waved his hand and smiled and said: "No need to check. The Lu family should be the descendants of the Lu family. Lu Feng, codenamed the waste among wastes. The bodyguard is Lao Huang. He is said to be able to overwhelm Zhongnanhai with one hand. The two of them
All of them are well-known figures in the capital."
The old scholar was surprised and murmured: "Mr. Lu's grandson? No wonder."
"Yeah, I've been a waste for many years. Why did you suddenly come back? Could it be that you can't survive outside?" Xiao Ai shook his head.
The old scholar snorted coldly and said sarcastically: "A waste among wastes? Standing like a pine, shaped like a bell, beautiful inside and out, a man who has returned to his original nature, is he a waste? It's all in vain. How come I haven't made any progress at all with my grandfather for so long."
When Xiao Ai heard what her grandfather said, a "V" shape formed between her eyebrows.
She had never seen her grandfather speak so highly of any of his younger generations.
What's more, the person making the evaluation is the most useless among the generals.
Are the rumors false?
You must know that grandpa has always been very accurate in judging people.
Xiao Ai's bright eyes flashed and she said: "I'm going to ask sister Han Xuexue. She is one of the most famous diplomats in the capital. She must have news."
At this moment, Han Xuexue and Han Yaoyao returned home.
Along the way, Han Yaoyao didn't say a word, as if she hadn't recovered from her fear.
Han Xuexue said with concern: "It's okay. In the future, when you see him, you should be careful. He is not as simple as the legend."
Han Yaoyao looked at her sister in confusion and said in a slightly trembling voice: "Sister, is everything he said true? His animals..."
Han Xuexue interrupted Han Yaoyao and said seriously: "You are not allowed to say anything about today's events to anyone, you know? This is also a sign of respect for the soldiers!"
Han Yaoyao took a deep breath, then shook her head, and immediately returned to her usual expression, spitting out her sweet tongue, and said, "Father, you can't say that either?"
Han Xuexue said seriously: "It's rotten in the stomach."
Suddenly, Han Yaoyao laughed softly and said: "Sister, if he is really so great, he is what our Miss Han said, a hero who came with the rainbow on his feet, a wishful man."
Han Xuexue said sternly with a straight face: "What nonsense are you talking about?"
At this time, Han Xuexue's cell phone rang. She opened it and asked doubtfully: "Xiao Ai?"
Han Xuexue felt helpless.
This Xiao Ai is also a weird girl. She is obviously the queen of a general, but she takes her retired general grandfather to the teahouse every day to read stories.
It is said that the on-site performance was very good, and the restaurant business was booming.
Han Xuexue took the phone and said softly: "My sister-in-law, are you not going to read books today?"
Xiao Ai's sweet voice said: "No more. I encountered a very interesting thing today. It's about that trash. You must be interested. We will see each other. I will go there now."
"Trash? Please tell me clearly, who is it?"
Han Xuexue raised her eyebrows.
"Who else could it be? That legendary loser from the Lu family. We'll talk about it later when we meet. I guarantee you will be surprised."
Han Xuexue frowned.
How did she know Lu Feng was back?
At this moment, at the gate of the General Lu's Mansion, Lu Feng had not yet gotten out of the car. He saw his father standing at the gate from the car window. Lu Hao's eyes were directed towards the car.
Although separated by the thick car window, Lu Feng could sense that his father was about to explode in Lu Feng's golden eagle sense.