The urban sword god has recently undergone a major plot adjustment, the female teacher has been revised, the style of the urban film is cool, the male protagonist fights and pretends to be forced, and the writing of the Shenyu world will be more literary and artistic.

"Bang Bang" was slapped in his face with two fierce slaps, and Lin Xiao didn't even bother to say anything

The old man and the girl knelt down at the same time to apologize, "Sir, please raise your noble hand and go around my unsuccessful grandson."

"Grandpa, don't beg him, we are from the Leng family."

"Shut up, it's not your turn to speak right now". Leng Lao angrily scolded his grandson. The man in front of him was so young that he possessed such terrifying strength, comparable to the geniuses of the Yanhuang Realm. In the future, it will definitely be a Beidou Taishan.

Lin Xiao chuckled, "Don't be nervous, am I like a bad person?"

"You don't look like a bad guy at all", if this person is not too strong, the onlookers would want to beat him, and they will beat people if they don't say a word.

The girl continued to kowtow, "Of course the sir won't be a bad guy anymore".

"But I'm not a good person either" Lin Xiao laughed, kicked out directly, and kicked Leng Chenbo in his hand into the trash can.

The old man came up again, "Sir, I have actually found several masters in the industry for this painting, and it has been identified, and it is indeed true!!"

"I wonder why the gentleman said it was fake?" the old man said with great respect.

In this world, regardless of age, the strong are respected, and Lin Xiao is the strong at this time.

At this time, an old man in his sixties walked into the hall, and saw that he was wearing a gray robe, a pair of heavy reading glasses, and gray hair.

After the old man came over, he bowed slightly to everyone and walked into the middle of the crowd, his movements were quite elegant, and he had the atmosphere of learning from the past and the present, and learning from the rich.

Cleared his throat, "This picture is clearly true, who said it was fake just now?"

"I said it".

"Who are you, do you know where this is?" said the old man directly.

"I'm a student". Lin Xiao replied lightly.

"How can this be reasonable, a student dares to take an axe in front of me, do you know who I am?" the old man's tone was very serious, with great majesty and rebuke.

The cold old man panicked: he was worried that Zhao Lao would rely on the old man and sell the old to this young man, and this young man was not a soft persimmon that he could bully casually.

Old Man Leng hurriedly glanced at Old Envoy Zhao.

"Who are you?"

Zhao Lao patted the table, and the attendant behind him immediately handed over the teacup in his hand.

Gently opened the lid, a strong fragrance of tea wafted out, and some knowledgeable people around shouted, this is Fujian's big red robe.

The crowd began to talk again, "Fujian Dahongpao tea is not something that ordinary people can afford." The surroundings began to speculate about the identity of the old man.

"You see he was dressed in a gray robe, as if it were the work of the Italian master Mischwis."

"Master Mischwis, he seems to have not made clothes by hand for others for a long time."

"This old man is terrible."

"Bold boy, dare to ask my name". Zhao Lao took a sip of tea lightly, looking like a master in the world.

Old Man Leng hurriedly stopped, "Old Zhao, this little brother of yours is not an ordinary person, and he has been teased. You can't do that."

Zhao Lao shouted angrily, "Okay, you're a "cold immortal", now even a little boy is afraid, and he has lived to his mother's womb all these years."

Old man Leng saw that Zhao Lao was so stubborn and self-serving, and he didn't listen to others, he was also angry, and he was not ready to go on, you are looking for a fight by yourself, who is to blame?

Lin Xiao looked at the old man in front of him with interest. What kind of wind is blowing today, almost all the people who trouble him are old dogs.

"If my name is spoken, I'm afraid you'll kneel down. Zhao Lao had a condescending look.

"I'm not interested, get out".

Zhao Lao directly spurted out a mouthful of old blood, this kid didn't follow his script at all, shouldn't he ask below, "Who are you", and then his subordinates began to introduce themselves aggressively.

"What did you just say?" he asked again.

"I said you can get out. "Slap in the face, naked slap in the face, who is Zhao Lao? Someone dares to disobey him like this.

The attendant behind him strode out, "Yellow-haired boy, Zhao Lao is the Taishan Beidou in our Chinese calligraphy world, accept your life"

Lin Xiao chuckled, "Heh."

At this time, Zhao Lao continued to speak, "Little Lizi, teach him a lesson, don't take his life, the gentleman is benevolent and righteous." ”

This attendant named Xiao Lizi began to gear up, eager to try, and his momentum was extremely compelling, as if he wanted to beat Lin Xiao into a pig's head. In terms of size, this person is indeed very strong. And Lin Xiao is thin and doesn't pull a little, and he doesn't have much strength at first glance.

Zhao Lao was very confident, and Lin Xiao couldn't even catch a blow.

Lin Xiao glanced at it, gathered the small garbage on the third floor, and "looked for death".

The people around him all had a good look at the show.

Xiao Lizi was like a fierce bull coming down the mountain, rushing towards Lin Xiao, this is the fire bull tactics of the Kunlun faction, using his weight advantage to lock the opponent's breath and hit wildly. I saw that the running little plum was red all over, and a pair of sharp horns grew on his head. The whole person is like a fire bull, especially fierce.

Lin Xiao showed a bright smile, "It's just a small role."

grabbed a crimson blanket from the couch next to him. At this time, the fire bull had already rushed towards Lin Xiao, Lin Xiao made a graceful dodge with the red blanket, the sharp horns of the fire ox brushed the corners of his clothes, and his body directly hit the wall behind him. The beautiful flash at the moment of danger seemed to be flowing like flowing water, which made the onlookers fascinated.

With a "bang", the impact was not light, and the fire bull crashed into the marble wall. The little plum head is stuck in the small hole and can't get out.

"Stupid cow", Lin Xiao slowly walked behind Xiao Lizi.

"I'll give you a ride", Lin Xiao kicked him hard in the ass, this time Xiao Lizi's whole body was stuck in, and he didn't know if he was alive or dead.

Lin Xiao clapped his hands and continued to look light.

Zhao Lao looked a little dull, and he knew how strong the strength of his followers was.

The young man in front of him is a ruthless man, and his skills are extraordinary.

This time, Zhao Lao was also much more obedient, "Little brother, I was so sorry for offending just now."

"What about sincerity?"

Zhao Lao was a little unsure why, what is sincerity, in the past, he had just said it very gently. For so long, who has not been respectful to him, even the highest boss in Huaxia is also respectful.

"You're rich?"

"Fortunately, I am the president of the National Calligraphers Association and the honorary chairman of the Hangdu Calligraphy General Altar", Zhao Lao was still full of pride when he talked about this.

A sudden slap landed directly on his face, and his face swollen out of a large bag of red palm prints.

"I asked you if you had any money?"