An Chunsheng's kung fu to change his face is really a must.

Standing at the door stunned for a few seconds, he stretched out his right hand from afar, laughed and walked towards the table of Bian Xuedao: "Oh! Mr. Bian, Brother Bian, I haven't seen you for a while, and I'm getting more and more handsome! I said that I came together this morning and heard the magpie crying outside the window, so I wanted to see you today!"

An Chunsheng is out of the way today, and he can't let Bian Xuedao count the Meng family's hatred on himself, otherwise in the future, it will be difficult to move an inch if he doesn't get it right.

The middle-aged man and the two women who shouted Senior Brother An Chunsheng were dumbfounded.

This fat man is not the richest and most powerful among the master's apprentices, but he is well-connected and can eat openly, especially in Songjiang, black and white are related, and he is usually the best at laughing and hiding knives.

But today......

It's not like a knife hidden in a smile, this is simply a servile knee!

Bian Xuedao sat in the chair, didn't get up, looked at An Chunsheng's outstretched right hand, shook his right hand wrapped in gauze and said, "There is an injury on the hand, and the etiquette is not careful." ”

An Chunsheng saw the gauze on Bian Xuedao's hand, and the expression on his face became even more exciting, as if he was looking at his father on the sickbed, he leaned over and asked nervously and concernedly: "Oh, oops, how did you get this? Which bandage? Is it sterile gauze? Did you go to the hospital? Brother An, I am familiar with the first hospital of the city, so I will call Dean Zhou......

Bian Xuedao couldn't stand An Chunsheng's set, and hurriedly waved his hand: "No, I can't die, by the way, the senior brother on the other side just now, who are you?"

An Fatzi glanced at the middle-aged man and the two women sitting opposite him expressionlessly, turned his head and looked at Bian Xuedao with a smile and said, "Hey...... A little faith is all nonsense. ”

When I heard it, I was happy.

Faith?

Even if this group of people is not Tan Cui Spiritual, eighty percent of them are some kind of cultivation imported from India or other countries by a certain master, and men and women practice together, and the more they cultivate, the more addicted they become.

He deliberately asked An Chunsheng: "Faith, does Mrs. Zun know your faith?"

As soon as he heard Bian Xuedao ask about his wife Meng Zhujiao, An Chunsheng was even more uncomfortable, and changed the topic and said: "A few friends got together to mess around, and by the way, Lao Jiang also came." ”

The old Jiang in An Chunsheng's mouth is Jiang Yong.

Bian Xuedao participated in the full moon banquet of Jiang Yong's youngest son, and participated in the "Beijiang Meeting" for the first time, and it was Jiang Yong who was waiting for him at the door and guiding him.

Looking at Bian Xuedao's expression, it was estimated that he remembered who Jiang Yong was, An Chunsheng gritted his teeth, took two steps forward and said, "The little model I gave to Lao Jiang Sheng's son a while ago was met by Master." ”

Hearing An Chunsheng say this, Bian Xuedao glanced at him deeply, stretched out his finger and pointed out the window, and said with a smile: "I don't care about this, I just care about who pays for my car, and my injury." ”

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Fat An knew that he couldn't do it while learning the Tao.

Looking for an opportunity, he walked to the door and called Jiang Yong, begging Jiang Yong to come over and help relieve the siege.

Jiang Yong has known An Fat Man for many years, and the model who gave him a son not long ago was met by An Fat Man, speaking of which, he really owes An Fat a favor.

After waiting patiently for more than half an hour, Jiang Yong walked into the tea room.

After listening to the ins and outs of the matter, Jiang Yong smiled heartily, patted Bian Xuedao's leg and said: "What a big deal, it's just a car! How about dissipating your anger and giving my old Jiang a face?"

Bian Xuedao's eyes were fixed on the two women and a man sitting opposite, and he was thinking about whether to give Jiang Yong this face.

Before he could speak, the young woman, who had been very quiet since entering the tea room, suddenly spoke: "Senior Brother Jiang, why are you the same as Senior Brother An? I just sent a text message to Senior Brother, and he came down immediately." ”

Hearing the young woman say this, Bian Xuedao, who didn't want to give up, immediately went down the steps.

Brother...... Brother...... Another senior brother......

Did this Nima fall into the pile of senior brothers?

Bian Xuedao looked at Jiang Yong and said: "Mr. Jiang, don't meddle in today's matter, this little lady on the other side has been squeezing me for a long time, I must see what she relies on today, so that she dares not to take others as a dish." ”

"Am I arrogant? Where am I arrogant? Who is the one who will not let go if he breaks his skin? Is Songjiang your home?" the young woman broke out again.

Jiang Yong listened, sighed, pointed to the young woman and said, "Xinxin, you are ignorant! Your father and Secretary Zuo will be angry when they find out." ”

The elder brother has arrived.

The pale elder brother is not tall, he looks like he is in his 40s, looking at his shoulders and body shape, he should have been a practitioner when he was young, but now looking at him, the bags under his eyes are obvious, some cheeks are slumped, and the dark circles under his eyes are very heavy.

The senior brother didn't be polite to the people present, and walked over and said, "Who is the owner of the car below, follow me up to meet the master." ”

Bian Xuedao sat on the chair and asked, "Which master? Does talking work? I don't have time to play wheel warfare with you." ”

The senior brother drooped his eyelids and said, "If you want to reconcile quickly, come with me." ”

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Sitting on the special elevator installed by the owner on the top floor, Bian Xuedao and the senior brother went up to the 17th floor of the Merrill Lynch Building.

As soon as I got out of the elevator, I smelled a strange aromatic smell.

Sure enough, as the woman surnamed Zhao said just now, the 17th floor was transformed into "mountains and rivers", the periphery was full of glass, and the lighting was very good.

The most funny thing is not a pair of white marble unicorns at the entrance of the 17th floor, but in the artificial pool, there are two fake cranes, and the two cranes have a golden bead in their mouths.

This...... Is it an elixir?

Also Nima really has a pursuit!

Along the way, it can be seen that the designers of the 17th floor have a soft spot for exotic flowers, screens, antiquities and beaded curtains.

This is definitely a model room for artistic pursuits that exceed their own aesthetic standards.

After at least seven or eight bead curtains, I finally saw the "master" in an open room.

"Shifu" has long flowing hair, a long face, a square chin, half-open and half-closed eyes, a large mouth, a blue plaid shirt on the upper body, three buttons unbuttoned down from the neckline, and a pair of sky-blue body pants.

Seeing that the apprentice brought in a few strangers, the "master" did not move at all, his left hand was clenched into a fist on his left knee, his right hand was crossed across his chest in the shape of an orchid finger, his legs were meditated together, and there was a fan next to his buttocks, and a silver-white magnetized thermos cup.

As soon as I saw this "master", I was sure that this was indeed a group of half-middle-middle-half-oceanic spiritual cultivators who practiced qi and played hypnosis and psychology.

And the one in front of him, who should be called Qin Shou, is a spiritual teacher who advocates that disciples fall in love with a master is the greatest praise in life, and especially loves to communicate with female disciples in close hand-to-hand combat.

Bian Xuedao really didn't expect that this guy had infiltrated Beijiang so early, and he had also made a decent stronghold, it seems that Beijiang's apprentices have not been less filial to him.

Bian Xuedao was about to speak, when the meditating "master" suddenly spoke—"Young man, you have a demon in you!"

Turning his head to look at the "senior brother" standing beside him, he asked Xuedao, "Can you talk to me with a normal person?"

"Big Brother" changed color.

The "master" sitting opposite changed his sitting posture and said in a low voice: "Young man, just now I saw your heart and the demonic anger in your heart in the psychic, you are now walking on a very dangerous road, you need to meditate, you need to release the weight in your heart, you need to blast out the negative energy in your heart." ”

Yu Jin, who was standing behind Bian Xuedao, looked curiously at the long-haired man who was talking, and asked Jiang Yong beside him, "This is your master?"

Jiang Yong nodded and said, "The master is a master who has practiced in his body. ”

Bian Xuedao asked sideways: "Practicing in the body, can you spread different fragrances and fight cattle in the air?" or will you come to the birds with empty pots, dip your hands in the pot, and break diamonds on your chest?"

"Master" is very self-contained, his face does not change color and his heart does not beat and says: "Young man, the demonic nature in your heart blindfolds you, so that you see the right path and do not enter, see the real person without worshipping, see the treasure book and disrespect, you are very dangerous like this, it will devour and consume the good fortune on your body, and make your soul weaker and weaker. Now, you have been guided by fate to come here to see me, indicating that there is a master-apprentice relationship between you and me, and this is your last chance, and only by worshipping under my door can you use the spiritual power in my door to protect you from the bloody disaster that is close at hand......"

Hearing Qin Shou say this, Bian Xuedao subconsciously raised his eyebrows.

He's enduring it.

However, Qin Shou was completely immersed in his own cliché system, and continued: "Only by entering my door wall can you obtain the rebirth of your soul, otherwise you and your family will ......."

Bian Xuedao coldly interrupted Qin Shou: "Haven't you heard that trouble comes from your mouth?"

Qin Shou glanced at Bian Xuedao in a slightly surprised surprise and said, "The heart demon is already so heavy?"

Bian Xuedao said: "You like to pretend to be a ghost and cheat on money, and it has nothing to do with me, but if you dare to mention my family again, I will refine you and make you an immortal directly." ”

Qin Shou had lost the chic energy he had when he first met, and he pretended to be calm and said, "Young man, your demonic thoughts have become karmic obstacles. ”

Bian Xuedao ignored him, turned around and said to Tang Genshui, "Give me the stick." ”

Hearing this, Tang Genshui took out a 23-inch slinger from his waist and handed it to Bian Xuedao.

"Smack!", threw out the stick, looked at Qin Shou while learning the Tao and said: "Cultivation is successful, right? Come, let's set up a life and death certificate signed and drawn, I will beat you 20 sticks, if you don't die, I will give you 50 million dojos, and worship you as a teacher, if you die, it is voluntary, and you have nothing to do with others, how about it?"

After listening to Bian Xuedao, and then looking at the high-strength slinger in his hand, Qin Shou's face turned green, what Qin Shou was most afraid of was the kind of rich and powerful person in front of him who did not believe in evil.

How can you see that Bian Xuedao is rich and powerful?

It's very simple, just look at the table Xiàn after An Chunsheng and Jiang Yong entered the door.

Bian Xuedao asked, "Do you agree?"

Qin Shou was silent.

Bian Xuedao raised his voice and asked, "Do you agree?"

Qin Shou was still silent.

Bian Xuedao looked at the stick in his hand and said: "Then change the topic, within half a month, compensate me for a new car, what kind of car you can do, but it must be added to No. 98 gasoline." Also, the pair of unicorns at your door is good, and the door of my club is just a short decoration. ”

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(On the last day of January, ask for a commuter pass.) By the way, book the guaranteed monthly ticket for February for book friends, thank you. ）

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