Chapter 2, The Arrogant Concierge

"Ah~. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info" At the moment when Han Bingwu jumped off the old man's back with excitement in her heart, she let out a miserable scream.

Don't get me wrong, it was Tang San who dodged away, and as a result, Han Bingwu fell to the ground.

In fact, Han Bingwu did fall to the ground, but it was because she didn't have much strength on her body at all. As soon as I jumped up, I fell.

"It doesn't matter, right?" Tang San hurriedly helped Han Bingwu up, a hint of forbearance flashed in his eyes, the little girl in front of him was really interesting.

"What are you hiding, I hold you, it's your honor. "I'm the only gun god in the world. Han Bingwu looked at Tang San with an arrogant expression.

Damn, it hurts, especially her little ass is about to bloom. After a toss just now, there was a slight amount of dust on his body.

"Ahem, junior, it's time to sign up. The old man beside him coughed, interrupting Tang San's almost uncontrollable smile.

"Hmm. Tang San responded, not caring about Han Bingwu's noble identity at all, and directly recited it, although it was extremely easy, but it was very funny in the eyes of others, because Han Bingwu was a little taller than him, so this situation was a bit strange now.

"Little San, I'll come. "Old man, no, Old Jack stretched out his hand to take over Han Bingwu, but was refused.

"Grandpa Jaco, it doesn't matter. Tang San smiled and walked forward slowly.

"Okay. Glancing at Notting Academy, which was only about four or five meters away from them, Old Jack nodded, and agreed.

“。。。。。。 Han Bingwu looked at the two of them a little depressed, why did he feel like a burden now.

However, Han Bingwu rubbed Tang San's body with his small head, idol, this is a real version of an idol.

When Old Jack and Tang San, who was carrying Han Bingwu on his back, had just walked to the gate of Notting, they were immediately stopped by the young man guarding the door.

"What for? Is this a place where you countrymen and beggars can come?"

Old Jack's clothes were already glamorous in Holy Soul Village, but when he arrived in Notting City, he completely looked like a countryman, and Tang San also had Han Bingwu, whose hair was slightly scattered and a little dirty, was indeed a bit 。。。。。。

Old Jack hurriedly smiled and said, "This little brother, we are from the Holy Soul Village, this child is a work-study student sent by our village this year, and the other one is just 。。。。。。 ”。

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Han Bingwu.

"Who do you say is a beggar?" Han Bingwu's eyes contained a dangerous young man guarding the door, and it seemed that the young man in front of him would return to the west in the next second. This guy even said he was a beggar, damn it.

The porter was startled by Han Bingwu's eyes, and couldn't help but take a step back, but he quickly reacted, and scolded in his heart. ]

"Why? I am not convinced, what if I say that you are a beggar, is it wrong? Look at the little poor ghost who carries you on his back, his clothes are all patched, and you yourself are dirty, am I wrong, you better find a place to beg. Our Notting College is not a good house. Get out of here, get out of here. ”

As he spoke, the porter raised his left hand and pushed it towards Old Jack's chest, trying to drive the man away.

"Yes. Han Bingwu's heart was suddenly filled with anger.

It doesn't matter if this guy insults himself, Tang San wants to become the existence of the sea god. How can she be looked down upon like this, she must give him something powerful, otherwise she will not be surnamed Han.

She didn't believe it, she was a person who had received very humanly acceptable training since she was a child, and she had nothing to do with a million-year-old soul beast, would not be able to beat this janitor?

Just when Han Bingwu wanted to get down from Tang San's back and beat the gatekeeper in front of him, Tang San gently put her down.

Then, Tang San's body flashed, and he also raised his left arm, his delicate little hand barely reached the porter's hand, and his left hand was forceful to the right, and he immediately pushed the porter's left hand away, and at the same time, the thin figure took a step forward with his right foot, and the sole of his foot was just behind the porter's left foot, and at the same time, his right hand was raised, and the left hand was pinched down with the porter's hand.

Originally, this palm should have been cut in the crook of the opponent's left arm, so that it could not exert force, but the person who cast it was really short, so he could only buckle the porter's wrist, his movements were extremely fast, his body reached forward at the same time, and his hands pushed forward at the same time as he threw off the left hand of the doorman, just pushing it on the lower abdomen of the porter.

There was an extra foot behind the porter's left foot, although that foot was not big, but it was enough to complete the effect he should have, the lower abdomen was stressed, and there was a stirring under his feet, only to hear a plop, and the porter had already sat down on the ground.

Han Bingwu looked at the porter who fell to the ground a little dumbfounded, how could he have forgotten that Tang San was a member of the Tang Sect, although he was from his previous life, he would still fight! .

Thinking of this, Han Bingwu thought a little evilly, if he caused trouble outside in the future, he would call Tang San to fight.

Tang San looked around, and he didn't know why, he suddenly felt so cold behind him.

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