"Huh, isn't that right?"

Suddenly, Jing Xi frowned and said an ambiguous word.

Ye Xiu said strangely: "What's wrong?"

Jing Xi turned his head, glanced into the darkness, his eyes were heavy, and he whispered: "Someone is coming, wait a minute, be careful." ”

Ye Xiu became more and more strange: "Someone, who else, what else to be careful of?"

As he spoke, a figure walked out of the alley.

The man was dressed in a black trench coat, tightly wrapped from head to toe, wrapped in darkness, and his face could not be seen clearly.

To be honest, the restaurant avenue at night is not dark, almost every other distance, there is a street lamp, coupled with the lights on the night market stalls, enough to illuminate the road as bright as day.

But on the contrary, Ye Xiu couldn't see that person's face clearly, as if there was an impenetrable layer of darkness on that person's body.

I came from darkness, so the light could not illuminate me and the way forward.

Ye Xiu raised his eyebrows, a trace of chill and vigilance flashed in his heart inexplicably, at night, dressed like this, it was not normal to look at it, just like in ancient times, those who wore black clothes at night were either killers or thieves.

This is the standard for villains in almost all movies.

The man walked to the front of the barbecue restaurant, found a backlit remote corner and sat down, did not call the waiter, did not order anything, sat there quietly, motionless.

It's like, a dead man.

Most people don't notice that person, and even if they do, they don't take it seriously, they just dress up a little bit of personality, let go of themselves, what's so good-looking.

It is not a sin to let go of oneself.

The food that should be eaten, the drink that should be drunk, the barbecue restaurant, is still as lively as before.

Of course, the most lively thing is Xiao Lang with a squid skewer and a cold beer, which is called a gobble, and that is called an appetite.

However, Ye Xiu's mood was a little uneasy, and his eyes kept looking at that person as if he were nothing, that person always gave him a feeling of uneasiness.

"Hurry up and eat, you won't be able to eat in a while. ”

Jing Xi didn't have much anxiety, eating the skewers in her hands, her movements were elegant, but the speed was extremely fast, and in three or two clicks, a skewer entered her stomach.

"Something happened?" Ye Xiu said vigilantly.

Jing Xi didn't speak, but he didn't speak, which was the best answer.

"Something, who is it aimed at?"

Ye Xiu didn't have the confidence of Jing Xi, he rolled his eyes, looked around, and analyzed.

That person, since he can attract Jing Xi's attention, is definitely not an ordinary person, a warrior or a spirit, it is possible.

If they want to deal with ordinary people, it is easy, and there is no need to hide it, so what he wants to deal with must not be ordinary people.

Not an ordinary person, Jing Xi, him or Xiao Lang?

It can't be Jing Xi, if it's Jing Xi, she can't be as calm as she is now, and it's even more impossible for him, who can he provoke if he is a small person?

Therefore, there is only one truth: Xiao Lang!

"Boss, why do you have flies here?"

"Yes, boss, isn't your skewer fresh and rotten, why are there so many flies?"

"Boss, isn't it immoral for you to do this, doesn't your conscience hurt?"

……

"Damn, that turtle son said that Lao Tzu's meat is not fresh, Lao Tzu has been setting up a stall here for more than 20 years, and the meat is all freshly killed and sold, and it is very fresh. ”

The grumpy boss, speaking Sichuan dialect, walked out with a kitchen knife in tow, his eyes widened, one hand crossed his waist, and he had a big posture that whoever dared to say another word would fight with whom Lao Tzu would fight for 300 rounds.

"There shouldn't be so many flies this season!"

It hasn't been completely summer yet, plus Luojing has just had a few days of heavy rain, and the weather is cool, so it is impossible to have so many flies.

Ye Xiu looked up at the flies flying in the sky at some point, thoughtfully.

"No, it's not a fly!"

Ye Xiu was startled, these flying insects that looked like flies, their whole bodies flashed with fluorescent green light, three pairs of wings, long mouthparts, and red blood, they were not flies at all.

"Touching ......"

With a dull sound, the mysterious man sitting next to him suddenly dried up, like a balloon that had been punctured.

The next moment, with a buzz, a group of flying insects flew out of the person's body, dense and overwhelming.

That's not a person at all;

It's a bunch of bugs, a bunch of bugs hiding in clothes.

"Bugs, bugs, ah......"

"Ah......h

The people who were confronting the boss were stunned at first when they saw the flying insects in the sky, and then they screamed loudly, holding their heads and running around, and at the same time, there were also crackling sounds such as tables and chairs falling to the ground and wine bottles shattering.

"Who, Ge Laozi, who dares to make trouble on the territory of a street where I cut down a street?"

The owner of the barbecue restaurant, shirtless, roared, and slashed at a group of insects flying towards him with a kitchen knife in his hand.

Thinking that he slashed a street, the jade-faced little flying dragon was also a well-known figure back then, with two watermelon knives, he cut from the street to the end of the street, and laid a world in Shifu Avenue and made a huge name.

Although he has not been a big brother for many years, there are still legends in the rivers and lakes.

Now, when someone sees him, they have to obediently call him Brother Feilong.

A few little flying insects, can they help him?

But the next moment, a few flying insects were hacked to death, and the fierce Flying Dragon Brother was annihilated by a large group of flying insects before he had time to be happy.

Suddenly, a terrible scream came from the swarm.

"Ah......h

Brother Feilong's tragic situation stimulated the others, and with it, there were bursts of demonic sounds.

"Hey, Lang Ye is here, who dares to hurt the innocent!"

At the critical moment, Xiao Lang stood tall and roared, the sound waves rolled, the air shook, and a circle of ripples swept out.

"Bang ......"

In the crisp sound, a large number of flying insects exploded out of thin air, and the dense flying insects in the air were missing a large part in an instant.

Then, Xiao Lang stretched out his hand and pinched it, the air waves surged, the wind was cold, and the air squeezed away from the middle from all directions.

The remaining flying insects burst one after another before they could escape.

For a while, blood rained down one after another.

In the blood rain, Xiao Lang stepped on the stool with one foot, crossed his waist with both hands, tilted his head slightly, looked at the sky at forty-five degrees, and put on a posture that he thought was the most handsome, waiting for everyone's cheers and praise.

In fact, when the group of people shouted flies, he sensed that something was wrong, but he didn't take action immediately, because only when he shot at a critical moment could he show his heroism to the greatest extent.

In movies and novels, which protagonist didn't come forward at a critical moment?

He was suffocated in the Three Immortals Temple today and lost face, can't he get it back here?

If you lose face, you have to get it back!

"Ahhh......h What the hell!"

"Mom, come and see God!"

"Call 110, there's aliens here! No, it's Professor Du!"

"Professor Du, fart, at best, is a lewd orc, he is not a good bird at first glance, and he is not fast to escape!"

……

In the blink of an eye, everyone scattered and disappeared without a trace.

Xiao Lang: "......"

I'm so handsome, can I be a ghost?

Forget about the professors, what are the orcs?

You slash with a knife, have you ever thought about the feelings of your life-saver?

"Bang bang...... Luohan, I haven't seen you for a year, and you still love to show off so much!"

"Who?"

Xiao Lang looked at the shadows on the side and said sharply.

A figure, wearing a hideous bronze mask, slowly stepped out of the shadows.

Xiao Lang said vigilantly: "Who are you and how do you know my name?"

The masked man laughed strangely, as if the laughter was squeezed out of his teeth, with a kind of sharpness and hoarseness, and it was also like the resentment and unwillingness that was difficult to vent in his heart: "Who doesn't know the famous Arhat? Oh, by the way, after tonight, many people may know you." ”

"Are you satisfied with this gift I gave you?"

Xiao Lang's brows furrowed imperceptibly: "What is your purpose in doing this?"

To tell the truth, they are not afraid of exposure, the consequences of exposing people in front of people, although it may cause panic among the people, but it is also limited, now that the aura is recovering, there will be more and more people like them in the future, and they will come to the front of the stage sooner or later.

In addition, with the help of the above, public opinion and information blockade, even if what happened just now spreads, the scope and influence of the spread are estimated to be very limited, and the people who eat melons who do not know the truth may not believe it.

Therefore, he doesn't care, what he cares about is, what is the purpose of the other party?

"Purpose?"

The masked man slowly raised his voice, looking very pleasant: "The purpose...... Of course, I'm going to kill you in front of everyone!"

"Aren't you stinky, and wouldn't it be funny if I killed you in front of everybody?"

"That's a good idea, but it's a pity ......"

Xiao Lang glanced at the empty street and shrugged: "Everyone has run out, where are the onlookers?"

The masked man smiled, "It's okay, I have this!" he said, pulling out a mobile phone.

Xiao Lang was stunned for a moment, and saw the masked man turn on his mobile phone, click on the live broadcast software in his mobile phone, and said in disbelief: "You, this is going to be live?"

"What do you say?" the masked man asked rhetorically.

“……”

You're all playing live, what else can I say?

Xiao Lang frowned and said, "Who are you?"

The masked man smiled, and his tone was full of coldness: "Lord Luohan, it's really a noble person who forgets things!"

"Half a year ago, insect master, do you remember?"

"Insect Master, you are an Insect Master, aren't you dead?" Xiao Lang exclaimed.

Half a year ago, he went to southern Fujian to do business, and accidentally found that a person was using the living people of the whole village to raise insects to refine Gu, which was inhumane, and that person called himself an insect master.

In a fit of rage, he killed the killer and had a big fight with the insect master, who was naturally not his opponent, and was hit in the chest by him with a punch and fell off the cliff.

He thought that the other party was dead, but he didn't expect that he was not dead, and it seemed that his cultivation had improved a lot.

Is it really like in the TV series, as long as the protagonist falls off the cliff, he will not die, and he is guaranteed to have adventures and martial arts?

Could it be that the insect master is the protagonist;

And he, just a supporting role?