Just as Zhang Yao was about to say something, the door of the box was pushed open.

The welcome lady, who had initially taken Rogers' purple bank card to check out, walked in, looked at the two in the room in surprise, and then panicked.

"Yes... Right... I'm sorry, I didn't mean to!" she said in a panic.

"Stand up! Someone is coming!" Zhang Yao whispered to Rogers.

He had lived for more than twenty years, and he had never been so embarrassed for a moment.

Rogers stood up, walked up to the hostess as if nothing had happened, and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Ahh ”

"No! I want it now!" Zhang Yao roared.

His yelling made Miss Yingbin tremble in fright, because of the scene he saw when he entered the door just now, Zhang Yao was already a harsh rich second generation in her heart at this time.

This sudden roar reminded her of some very bad scenes.

Angered the murderous rich second generation, was stunned and toyed with, was expelled, and was oppressed by all kinds of bullying.

"I'm so sorry! I beg your pardon! Your pig was snatched away by the guests in Box No. 4! The new pig is still roasting, I'm really sorry, I'll send it to you as soon as it's roasted!"

Looking at the panicked appearance of the welcome lady, Zhang Yao also regretted it a little.

He was indeed a little excited just now.

But there was a reason for this excitement, because God had just called him to the crowd again. and urged him sternly, asking him to get the roast suckling pig as soon as possible.

Otherwise, feed him to Xiaobai.

Thinking of Xiaobai's warm blood basin mouth, Zhang Yao couldn't help but be excited.

Where is the pig robbed in box four, it is his life that is robbed!

"Where's Box Four? I'll go find them. Rogers said to the hostess.

Dare to rob his master's things, it's just boring!

This means that the master does not let him kill, otherwise the people in Box Four will already be his food by now.

Zhang Yao sensed Rogers' killing intent, hurriedly walked over to block him, and said, "It's better for me to go, you wait for me here." ”

"I'll accompany you to the young master. Rogers said.

Looking at Rogers' resolute gaze, Zhang Yao reluctantly compromised.

Let's go together, let's go together, what else can I say about such a dutiful servant, what else do I want from him!

Under the guidance of the welcome lady, Zhang Yao and Rogers came to the door of the No. 4 box of the VIP hall of Tianke Residence.

Zhang Yao sorted out his clothes and was about to knock on the door.

Rogers, who was on the side, kicked the door of Box 4 open.

me!

You're a turtle spirit coming with you just to fuck me, aren't you?

What are you trying to do by kicking the door?

Zhang Yaoqiang resisted the urge to kill Rogers with a palm thunderbolt, and said puzzledly: "What are you doing?"

"Kick the door, young master. Rogers said respectfully.

Do you think I'm blind? Can't I see you're kicking the door?

I'm asking why you're doing this!

Zhang Yao once again resisted the urge to blow Rogers to ashes with a Holy Light punishment, and said, "You are too rude to do this. ”

"Yes, young master. I'll pay attention next time. Rogers continued respectfully.

Looking at the turtle bat spirit in front of him who obviously didn't listen to his words, Zhang Yao once again compromised.

He sighed and shook his head. expressed his helplessness.

At this moment, an angry voice sounded from the No. 4 box: "What about the two of you doing cross talk! When I don't exist? I think you two are tired of life!"

In the fourth box, a young man with a rainbow head looked at Zhang Yao and Rogers at the door with fire-burning eyes.

Anyone who eats well and suddenly kicks the door open, and he will not have a good face.

What's more, he, as one of the best second generations in this city, has never been the only one who kicked other people's doors.

Zhang Yao hurriedly showed an apologetic look: "I'm sorry, I'm really embarrassed, my friend has a strange temper, don't be surprised." ”

"Where are you little trash? Dare to talk to me like that! Kneel down and kowtow three times, and I'll spare your life today!"

The smile on Zhang Yao's face stiffened, he didn't expect this young man who seemed to be a fine coloring pen to be so rampant.

Although Rogers' behavior was a bit excessive, after all, it was this colored pen that snatched the roast suckling pig in front, not to mention that he also said soft words.

Just as Zhang Yao was about to say something to refute. Rogers, who was standing beside him, stepped forward and walked into the room.

"Hand over the roast suckling pig, I'll let you out alive!" Rogers said coldly.

The fact that this hairy food man dared to insult his master made him, a vampire who had lived for more than a hundred years, very angry.

Rogers had even made up his mind and went to eat this little thing in the evening.

"Yo he, foreigner, don't think that I can't cure you if I'm a foreigner, sir, if I kill you, it's as simple as killing a stronger ant. This is China! Do you still think you are in the era of the Eight-Nation Alliance?"

Zhang Yao looked at the colored pen essence in surprise, he didn't expect such passionate words to come from this person's mouth.

Being able to say this kind of thing made Zhang Yao have a little bit of a good impression of this colored pen essence.

But only a little bit.

Rogers lived for one hundred and ten years, and he was born shortly after the Eight-Nation Coalition was gone. And his father followed the Eight-Nation Alliance to China.

and met his mother in the SC province of Huaxia, and eventually gave birth to him.

So Rogers has a very good impression of the Eight-Nation Alliance. Liu Meng's words were already an insult to the Eight-Nation Alliance in Rogers' opinion.

So, he decided not to wait for the night, and now he was going to kill this little thing that he didn't know what to do, and he wanted to suck up his blood.

Rogers sneered, baring two sharp teeth and rushing towards Liu Mengyi.

He is a vampire who has lived for one hundred and ten years, and it is his instinct to prey on humans, so he is extremely skilled in this fluttering action.

Basically, in the past fifty years, Rogers has never missed this move.

But today, he missed.

Just as Rogers was halfway through the pounce, a bright table knife flew in front of him.

At the same time, a deep voice sounded: "Demon, are you no one in China?"

The person who spoke was a slightly chubby middle-aged man with half gray and half yellow hair, wearing a white Mao suit and a pair of black glasses on his big square face.

"Master Wen, what is this!?" asked Liu Mengyi, who poked his head out from under the table.

He had just been frightened by Rogers' sudden change, and he burrowed under the table as soon as Rogers was blocked. Only then did he dare to drill out.

The middle-aged man known as Master Wen stroked his half-gray and half-yellow hair and said, "Hmph, this is a vampire. ”

Rogers retreated to Zhang Yao's side, and Master Chongwen bared his teeth and said, "Sword Immortal? I don't know how many I killed like you. Acquaintances, get out of here! I just want this kid's life today!"

Zhang Yao looked at it with a confused look and listened.

He really couldn't figure it out, has people's aesthetics collapsed now?

This is like what the middle-aged fat man of Teacher Xiaosong went through to make his hair look like this bird.

Your mix-and-match fan makes the birds very confused.

Also, why is this copy of Mr. Xiaosong, who has a hair color that makes birds tangled, be a sword fairy?

The sword rode the wind, and the sword immortal between the demon world and the earth was this virtue?

It's really ruined.

What a ruined childhood!

I really like the Legend of Sword and Fairy!

I also like the Legend of Shushan Swordsman!

"Teacher Xiaosong, ah, no, Master Wen. Zhang Yao stood in front of Rogers and said, "This is a misunderstanding, we are here to roast suckling pig." Nothing else. ”

"Bastard! You must not be a good thing to be mixed with such a demon, and when this master accepts this demon, he will settle accounts with you!"

Zhang Yao was helpless again.

Are all Chinese cultivators this virtuous?

Monks and Taoist priests are short-tempered, and this sword immortal is also short-tempered.

Aren't we particular about goodness and tranquility?

How did you come to be such a character?

Are you really not afraid of the grandfather's blame?

Are you really not afraid of being expelled from the division?

"Little brute, get out of the way! Master Ben remembered that you were a Huaxia and spared your life, hum! I don't know what kind of parents can give birth to a brute like you!" Master Wen pointed at Zhang Yao's nose and scolded.

Before he finished speaking, Zhang Yao's face became gloomy.

Insulting parents, this is really undeserved.

"Master, you're going a bit too far. Scolding doesn't involve the elders, didn't your master teach you?" Zhang Yao asked in a cold voice.

Master Wen snorted coldly and took out a short sword more than a foot long from his arms, this sword has a streamer flickering on the body, but it is a sword.

He pinched his sword trick and threw the short sword into the air, shouting at the same time: "Little brute, tell me, what are the parents of the brute!?"

The short sword was like a streamer of light shooting towards Zhang Yao, this sword master did not spare his hand, he used all his strength, trying to kill Zhang Yao and Rogers with a single sword.

But the sound of a Buddha chanting suddenly sounded, shattering his hopes.

A majestic Buddha statue appeared behind Zhang Yao, and Master Wen's flying sword stayed in the air in front of Zhang Yao, blocked by the Buddha's light and unable to enter.

Zhang Yao raised his right hand full of thunder with a gloomy face, and grabbed the short sword in his hand under Master Wen's frightened eyes.

"You have insulted my parents many times, this is excessive, I hope you can apologize, otherwise!

Zhang Yao shook it hard, and the streamer short sword in his hand turned into powder in an instant. Then it was burned into nothingness by the flickering thunder.

"My flying sword !!," Master Wen let out a loud wail.

The whole person sat on the chair as if he had lost his soul, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth. looked at Zhang Yao blankly.

And Zhang Yao looked at Master Wen with a confused expression, his reaction was really unexpected by Zhang Yao.

Didn't I just crush a sword? Why did I vomit blood?

Is the sword an antique?

Damn, this can't really be an antique.

It's over, it's over, and now it's going to be bankrupt.

"Boy, do you know that it is the Natal Flying Sword that I have fed with my heart and blood for thirty years! It is connected to my blood! If you destroy my Natal Flying Sword, you will destroy my cultivation! You wait! You wait! My Qianhua Sword Gate will not let you go!" Master Wen looked at Zhang Yao viciously.

If the eyes could kill, Zhang Yao would have been executed by Ling Chi, who had been slashed by Master Wen with a thousand knives at this time.

"Ah, Natal Flying Sword?" Zhang Yao said confusedly: "I don't know, I'm really embarrassed, master, I'm a newcomer, I don't understand." ”

Looking at Zhang Yao, who was pretending to be 13 in a serious way, Master Wen spurted out another mouthful of old blood.

"Huangkou Xiao'er is bullying me like this! I'm so angry!" Master Wen roared angrily and fainted.

Master Wen watched Zhang Yao skillfully use the Buddha Seal Thunder Method, and naturally regarded him as a disciple of a famous sect, and he had to be the kind of descendant. After seeing Zhang Yao say that he was a newcomer, he felt that he was pretending to be 13, and he was angry and angry, and he fainted because of his lack of blood for a while.

But Zhang Yao is indeed a newcomer, and when he comes out of the hospital in the morning, he still doesn't know how to thunder the law and the Buddha seal.

These are all things that the four great gods gave him to save his life.

If he hadn't had it, he might have eaten it by Rogers.

Seeing that Master Wen had fainted, Zhang Yao didn't care about anything else, scattered his blessings and ran over and began to do an examination.

"Whew, it's okay, just fainted, it's not a big deal. Zhang Yao stabilized Master Wen and said with a relieved face.

But the way he looks looks to outsiders is simply to pretend to be 13 more.

You fainted from all the people, and now you're running over and pretending to be a good person, friend, you're too skilled in this 13-year-old pretend.

The average person can't learn it.

At this time, Liu Mengyi was thinking about how to escape from this place, and the master he invited had already been knocked out in seconds.

If you stay here by yourself, aren't you looking for a disease?

He crept cautiously towards the door, but just as he was about to crawl to the door, Rogers' handsome face suddenly appeared.

His hopes were shattered.

Liu Mengyi was lifted from under the table by Rogers and placed on the table.

"Are you ready to die?" said Rogers with a smile.

It's good that he didn't laugh, but this laugh almost scared Liu Mengyi out.

This is a vampire, a real master-certified vampire, smiling and asking if you're ready to die. Anyone would have to be scared half to death.

Liu Meng's tears fell, and he cried hoarsely: "Don't kill me, my father is a high-ranking city official! You can't kill me! I'll give you money! You can ask for as much as you want!"

Liu Mengyi's cry affected Zhang Yao, who was packing a roast suckling pig on the side, he looked helplessly at the colored pen essence that was about to be scared out of the urine, and sighed in his heart: This bat has assets of 150 billion, and it is not good for you to give him any amount of money.