"Hey, you can really pretend. You are riding in such a shabby car, and you dare to pretend to know Mr. Miyamoto. You are not afraid of blowing your cover."
A young man sneered directly, his words full of sarcasm.
"Um?"
The middle-aged groom suddenly narrowed his eyes and looked towards him.
Boom!
In an instant, the young man felt as if thunder exploded in his mind, blood spilled from his mouth and nose, and his heart and soul had been severely wounded.
"Yes, senior."
After giving the young man a little lesson, the middle-aged groom stopped looking at him, responded respectfully, and then drove forward.
"Xu Luo, what's wrong with you?"
The young man's companions looked at him in surprise.
"nothing."
Xu Luo's mouth was full of the smell of blood, and his eyes showed deep fear.
Just now, after being glanced at by the middle-aged coachman, he felt as if his soul had fallen into an endless abyss. This feeling was really terrifying.
This made Xu Luo realize a problem. The mysterious man in the carriage was probably not bragging. Even a coachman was so powerful. He couldn't imagine how powerful the mysterious man in the carriage was.
"Walk."
For some reason, Xu Luo seemed to be driven by an invisible force and followed the carriage.
On the other side of the street, in front of a restaurant.
The middle-aged coachman didn't know what Xu Luo was thinking. He followed the senior's instructions and stopped in front of the restaurant.
"senior."
The middle-aged coachman stretched out his hand to roll up the carriage curtain and made a respectful gesture towards the carriage door.
A man in green clothes walked out of the carriage leisurely, ignoring the gazes around him, and walked into the restaurant, while the middle-aged coachman quickly followed.
There is a middle-aged coachman taking care of everything, so the man in Tsing Yi does not need to worry about these chores and can sit down easily by the window.
After a while, the waiter brought the wine, food and snacks. The man in Tsing Yi and the middle-aged coachman sat there leisurely, listening to the chatter of the people around them.
The middle-aged coachman didn't know why his senior came to this restaurant, but since he had given the order, he would not have any objections and would sit next to him and drink with his senior.
"Two or two seniors."
At this time, Xu Luo followed in and walked cautiously in front of the middle-aged coachman and the man in green.
The middle-aged coachman had some impression of this young man, but it was not profound. To him, this young man was just a passerby. He had forgotten about this young man after passing by him before, and he did not expect that the other party would come to him.
"Who are you?"
Therefore, the middle-aged driver's tone was very cold, as if he didn't know Xu Luo.
Standing in front of the two of them, Xu Luo felt a lot of pressure inexplicably, but he held it back and bowed: "Junior Xu Luo, I was rude earlier and offended this senior with my words. I am here to apologize to these two seniors.
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While speaking, he quickly glanced at Lin Mu and quickly lowered his head.
The middle-aged rickshaw driver gave him a terrifying enough feeling, and this man in Tsing Yi was called "senior" by the middle-aged rickshaw driver. He couldn't even imagine how scary this man in Tsing Yi was.
"Oh, it's your boy."
The middle-aged driver's voice was neither salty nor cool, "I don't have time to argue with juniors like you, and I don't need your apology. You can go."
"The two seniors don't care about the junior. That's because the two seniors are generous, but the junior cannot feel at ease because of this."
Xu Luo was extremely nervous, his fists in his sleeves were clenched tightly, and his nails were digging into his flesh, but he endured his fear and did not leave like this.
He had a hunch that this might be an opportunity in his life. If he missed it, he would probably have to spend his whole life in such confusion.
"Don't be so nervous."
At this time, the man in green clothes spoke, his expression was very different from the middle-aged coachman's indifference, and seemed gentler, "What's your name?"
"Senior, this junior is in vain."
Xu Luo didn't know why, but he felt his heart pounding. As soon as the man in green talked to him, he was so excited that he could hardly control himself.
"Do you know where Osamu Miyamoto is?"
The man in green clothes smiled.
"Back to senior, I don't know where Osamu Miyamoto is at this moment, but I know that he made an agreement with someone to meet at Longfu Restaurant today, which is the restaurant we have now."
Xu Luo answered quickly.
The middle-aged coachman was stunned after hearing this. Osamu Miyamoto actually wanted to come to this restaurant?
After being stunned for a while, the middle-aged coachman admired the senior in his heart. He believed that the senior did not come to this restaurant by accident. Most likely, the senior also knew that Miyamoto Shu would come here.
But, how did the seniors know?
The man in green nodded.
He could know that the Miyamoto Order came here using a new method.
This method comes from his research on the Taiyin Essence during this period.
From the lunar essence, he not only obtained the "moon shadow", but also mastered a more mysterious secret.
This secret will trigger a power in the dark that even he can't see through, and can be used to predict many unknown things.
With the help of this secret, he deduced that the Miyamoto Order would come to this restaurant, so he asked the middle-aged coachman to come.
I asked Xu Luo just to confirm in advance whether this method of speculation is accurate.
Of course, even if there is no Xuluo, if he waits for a while, as long as Miyamoto Osamu appears, it can also be confirmed.
"Senior, junior, can I be bold enough to ask, what are the surnames of these two seniors?"
Xu Luo asked with his heart in his hands.
When he said this, his back was almost soaked with cold sweat and he was extremely nervous.
He knew very well that whether he could know the names of these two mysterious seniors would determine whether he would have the chance to stay again.
If the other party doesn't even want to tell him his name, it's obviously because he doesn't want to waste time on a small character like him. Then he has to wise up and leave, otherwise he will just be annoying.
The middle-aged coachman frowned, seeming a little unhappy.
Seeing Xu Luo, his heart sank.
However, the man in green waved his hand at the middle-aged driver to stop him from talking, and then said: "Lin Mu."
Seeing that Lin Mu had already announced his name, the middle-aged coachman naturally couldn't take it seriously. He glared at Xuluo reluctantly and said, "I am Ning Qiang."
Xu Luo was overjoyed: "Xu Luo has met Senior Lin and met Senior Ning."
"Hey, isn't this Xuluo?"
At this moment, a joking voice came from behind Xu Luo, "I asked you, what are you doing? The noble son of the Xu family is here to pay homage to a senior? Could it be that these two seniors are Taoist gods?
"
When the word "senior" was mentioned, the voice deliberately emphasized the tone, which was obviously mocking.
"Zhao Li."
Xu Luo's face darkened, and he turned to look behind him, and sure enough he saw a group of familiar people.
"Hahaha, are you still a god? Looking at the costumes of these two, even if they are not beggars, they are at most two low-level warriors."
"Tsk tsk, Xu Luo, although your Xu family has been defeated, it was once a great family. How could it be reduced to the point where you just worship people as your seniors?"