Zhao Yao followed Xiao Ming into the car, and Xiao Ming glanced at Zhao Yao's pocket with some surprise.

Then he could see the briquettes in his pocket like a small purse, and said with some confusion: "Is this cat okay here?"

"Oh, briquettes. Zhao Yao rubbed the briquette's head and said, "Don't worry, she's very well-behaved, it's okay." ”

Xiao Ming nodded, quickly took his attention off the cat and said, "This time, in addition to me inviting you, my uncle and they also invited some strange people. ”

"Oh?" Zhao Yao touched his chin and laughed, "It seems that you don't like that very much...... It's called Master Luo, right?"

"Of course. Xiao Ming said as a matter of course: "If someone else wants to rob your coffee shop, you won't be restrained, right?" As he spoke, he sent a stack of materials to Zhao Yao.

"I know that the master is very powerful, but this surnamed Luo does have some ability, this is the information I collected, you can take a look and be prepared. ”

The corners of Zhao Yao's mouth curled slightly, and he took the information in his hand and looked at it in the car.

The so-called Master Luo, formerly known as Luo Hao, was a wild Taoist priest on Tianmu Mountain before. Over forty years old, nothing has been accomplished.

But just a few months ago, he came to Jianghai and showed his magical ability to take things from the air, and immediately became famous among the celebrities in Jianghai, and soon came to the Xiao family, and was appreciated by the current ruler of the Xiao family, Mrs. Xiao, and currently has a very high voice within the Xiao family.

Zhao Yao looked at Luo Hao's so-called several supernatural displays in the data, and guessed in his heart: "This guy's ability, taking things from the air, may be the power of telekinesis."

He's so famous, Lao He should have talked to this guy, right, but if I asked, I guess this old pervert wouldn't tell me. ”

Zhao Yao thought for a moment and asked, "Does this guy have a cat?"

"Cats?" Xiao Ming was surprised and said, "Luo Hao doesn't seem to have a cat. ”

"Don't have a cat?" Zhao Yaoqi said: "What about stray cats? Do you often feed cats, or go to cat cafes or something?" ”

Xiao Ming glanced at Zhao Yao with some confusion, and didn't understand why the other party asked this, but he still said: "It doesn't seem to be, Luo Hao, I haven't heard that he likes cats very much, and my grandmother has been bitten by cats before, so she hates cats very much, and there are no cats inside and outside the whole house." ”

"Oh?" Zhao Yao raised his eyebrows unexpectedly: "It's interesting." ”

Zhao Yao just looked at the information like this, the briquettes in his pocket were bored, and he quickly closed his eyes, and his whole body slipped into his pocket and took a nap.

Xiao Ming drove all the way away from the outer ring road, and kept driving towards the suburbs, looking at the increasingly desolate roadside around him, Zhao Yao said: "Your home is really far enough. ”

"Well, my grandmother is more nostalgic, and when she is old and likes quiet and good air, she bought the land near her ancestral house and built a house, and now she basically lives in it all year round. ”

After a while, when Zhao Yao looked at the manor in front of him, he realized how big the so-called repaired house was.

When the automatic iron door opened and Xiao Ming drove in, Zhao Yao couldn't help but say, "Your garden is so good that you can run horses, right?" At this moment, Xiao Ming became taller and taller in Zhao Yao's eyes, this is simply a chicken that can lay diamonds.

Xiao Ming said modestly: "The land in the suburbs is cheaper. ”

After he and Xiao Ming got out of the car, Xiao Ming, who followed him all the way, crossed the garden and walked to the hall, and before he got closer, he could hear a noisy noise, and the two immediately walked up, and saw that someone seemed to be arguing.

......

In the hall, an old lady with silver hair sat on the main seat, her eyebrows furrowed and her eyes solemn.

There were also more than a dozen men and women sitting below her, looking at the old lady's honest face, it was obvious that this old lady was extremely majestic at home.

Behind these men and women of the Xiao family, there are more than 20 people in various costumes, including monks, Taoist priests, psychic mediums, and even priests, all of whom seem to have been invited by the men and women of the Xiao family to deal with Master Luo.

And next to the old lady, there was also a middle-aged man with an elegant temperament and polite manners.

This is obviously the Luo master Luo Hao that Xiao Ming said, and he saw him sitting next to the old lady, his face was light, and it seemed that nothing could leave a trace in his heart.

At this moment, I saw a monk standing in the center of the hall with his hands folded, his eyes slightly closed, as if the divine light was opening and closing.

"The poor monk Yuantong, who has practiced in Wutai Mountain for 30 years, has come to ask Master Luo for advice today. ”

"Yuantong. Master Luo sat on the chair, but he didn't stand up: "I think you better do the courier, forget about the fighting method or something, it's not suitable for your style." ”

Yuantong's face was cold, and when he stepped out, the muscles of his body vibrate, and then he took off his shirt directly, revealing a shiny, bronz-like tendon meat.

"Hah!"

With his shout, several other bald monks walked up, and some of them held a dummy, each of them slashed the body of the dummy with knives, guns and sticks, and in the blink of an eye, the dummy was cut to pieces, obviously these weapons were real, not the original.

Then this group of disciples used the weapons in their hands to attack Yuantong, and a small number of girls couldn't help but close their eyes when they saw this scene.

But in the next moment, the sound of clanging and slashing continued to sound, and the swords of many disciples were slashed like gold and stone.

This is not an ordinary performance of using the tip of a gun to top a few special positions, everyone present can clearly see that those disciples are attacking as if they were going to kill, Zhao Yao can even see a disciple holding a dagger aimed at Yuantong's stomach is a fierce stab, and a disciple stabbed Yuantong's kidney with a fruit knife.

But whether it was a dagger or a fruit knife, the stabbing sound made a clanging sound against Yuantong's bronzed skin, like metal striking.

"What a dragon roars golden bell jar, tiger roars iron cloth shirt. A Taoist priest shouted, "Master Yuantong's hard skills are really the best in the world." ”

Xiao Ming's uncle, Xiao Aiguo, who had a national face, nodded, these strange people behind him were all the most famous masters he had recently worked hard to inquire, and after many inquiries, they were all more famous figures in the celebrity circle, and he only hoped that they could deal with that Luo Hao.

Zhao Yao looked at the invulnerability of Yuantong in front of him, and he also showed surprise: "Hmm? Is this monk also an apostle? But there doesn't seem to be a cat smell on his body." His eyes narrowed, like a pair of vertical pupils: "Interesting." ”

But seeing Yuantong's performance, Master Luo yawned and said helplessly: "Yuantong, if you are a Chinese talent, it is estimated that you will not even be able to pass the audition." ”

As he spoke, he made a handjob gesture and said, "Biu, carry it away, next." ”

I saw that with Luo Hao's pretended to shoot, the whole person of the Yuantong monk seemed to be hit by an invisible force, and his body flew out as soon as he stiffened.