Chapter 62: The Wild Lion
There are many legends about Qu Ao in the road, for example, eighteen years ago, he went to the meeting with a single knife and killed the first tyrant of the capital alone, the third master. For example, ten years ago, the strong dragon crossed the river, and the brown bear in the northeast stepped on the boundary, Qu Ao took the eighteen eagles and chased them from the northeast to the Rakshasa country, whether it was yellow hair or red hair, they were all killed.
Qu Ao has been on the road for decades, and he is an idol in the heart of the rotten boy, a totem-like undefeated god, and some people even compliment him as an underground emperor.
Nightshade is open for business, and peers on the road want to step on it. Qian Xiaolong has Luo Zhen's help boxing, which is enough to fight the Quartet, at this time Qu Ao came, and he didn't know whether he was friend or foe.
There are many legends of the wild lion, and the most legendary thing is that every time the wild lion is posted, he likes to take two lions, one on the left is a waking lion, and the other on the right is a sleeping lion. The rebels wake up the lion and roar, and the blood is raining and bloody. The subservient sleeps and the lion does not wake up, and everyone gets rich. Qu Ao came today and brought two lions, whether it was a waking lion or a sleeping lion, it was enough to attract the attention of his peers.
The white Humvee door opened, and a radiant middle-aged man stepped down. He was wearing a white suit, holding a black civilized cane, a very high white top hat, a face that did not smile, his eyes were slightly narrowed, he was not angry and arrogant, and he really had a lion-like momentum on his body. The heel of his shoe stepped on the steps, and he was obviously alone, but he gave people the feeling of being in thousands of troops.
Although Luo Zhen was very uncomfortable, he puffed up his chest. He took half a step forward on his tiptoes, which offset the momentum of Qu Ao's surging coming. Qian Xiaolong's eyes flickered stubbornly, and he also learned from Luo Zhen to take half a step forward, leaning forward, his face full of rebelliousness.
Qu Ao's height is not high, but he has a condescending momentum, staring at Qian Xiaolong and asking, "You are Gangzi's younger brother, Qian Xiaolong with three swords and six holes?" ”
It's a blessing or a curse, and it's a disaster that can't be avoided. Hearing Qu Ao ask like this, Qian Xiaolong nodded and admitted happily: "It's me." ”
"Good! Very good. Qu Ao nodded approvingly: "There are very few righteous little cubs like you now, I am optimistic about you!" Mess with me later. ”
Suck! The little brothers standing behind Qian Xiaolong were originally like defeated roosters, shrinking their heads and brains. The righteous anger supported them so that they did not disperse in a hurry. Now when I hear Qu Ao say this, they are all like proud little roosters with their chests and stomachs up, and their faces are full of pride.
Suck and suck! The peers who had other thoughts all changed their faces. Qu Ao admired Qian Xiaolong and asked Qian Xiaolong to follow him!! What's going on? Qu Ao is a palace-level black club, equivalent to a godfather-like figure, and has never accepted a younger brother for more than ten years. Qian Xiaolong's ancestors must have burned high incense, which was appreciated by Qu Ao, **! There was a thunder on the ground, and the crow turned into a phoenix!!
Qian Xiaolong was stunned, and then hugged his fist at Qu Ao: "Thank you Master Qu for your appreciation, but Xiaolong doesn't have this blessing." When the rotten boy is poorer and the fifth is richer, it is too hard to tie his head to the waistband of his trousers. Xiaolong used to be young and vigorous, and he didn't think about his elderly parents......"
"Want to wash your hands and go ashore, don't you mix?" Qu Ao's voice was very calm: "People are in the rivers and lakes, and they can't help themselves. Since you have picked up this bowl of rice, how can you put it down? Look at the red eyes in the dark, as long as you are soft and weak. They'll immediately rush up and tear you to shreds. Qu Ao let out a long breath, full of helplessness and said: "People like us are destined to die a bad death." ”
Qian Xiaolong was struck by lightning, and before he knew it, he was already deep in the mud. What is white is white, what is black is black, once some things are contaminated, even if you try harder, you can't wash it clean in this life, and the whole circle is bad!
"You are Luo Zhen?" Qu Ao looked up and down, and without waiting for Luo Zhen to speak, he said to himself: "Sure enough, it's a handsome little white face, no wonder my daughter is tempted." Does she know that you have two boats on your feet? ”
"I am friends with her, and there is no love between men and women." Luo Zhen's eyes narrowed slightly, and he finally figured out that Qu Ao was not coming for the night today, but for himself.
"That's what you think! She doesn't think so. A cold light flashed in Qu Ao's eyes: "I have many women, but I only have one daughter." Always want to give her the best, and at the same time stifle all dangers, including bad temptations. ”
"What do you mean?" Luo Zhen is very unhappy, his size is also a big anchor facing millions of people, not to mention that he is still in a state of preparation, and he is pressed by Qu Ao everywhere, which is probably not conducive to the ratings. So Luo Zhen turned his face and said, "If you want to play the prestige of the boss, go to your little brother Ma Zai." I respect you for your face, don't kick your nose in the face. ”
"Interesting." Qu Ao smiled, and his smile was very cold. Those who are familiar with Qu Ao's character know that the brighter Qu Ao's smile is, the more angry he is.
"I brought two northern lions, a waking lion and a sleeping lion. War or peace, choose for yy! Qu Ao finally showed the bearing of the boss, waved the civilized cane, and the two lions rushed over with steps.
"How about the sleeping lion? What about lion awakening? Luo Zhen pushed back the words, a little black boss, he couldn't let himself bend his waist. If you're not happy, kill him, Luo Zhen, who is armed with flower armor, is definitely the strongest man on the planet.
"Wait!" Qian Xiaolong shouted loudly: "It's obvious that someone is sowing discord, how can you two still fight back, doesn't this make the relatives hurt and the enemies fast?" ”
"It's interesting, there is actually a person who understands." Qu Ao looked at Luo Zhen and said, "It's Ouyang Hu who is looking for someone to report the news, what do you think?" ”
Luo Zhen smiled very hideously: "Ouyang Hu? The old horseman who calls himself the Tiger Master! It's really ghostly. ”
Qu Ao nodded and said, "Why don't you go and smash the Golden Bamboo Forest Club." ”
Luo Zhen was surprised: "This is smashed?" Don't you reason first, set up tea and say? ”
Qu Ao's face was cold: "Why be reasonable if your fists are hard? Lao Jianghu's eyes rolled: "Why don't I gamble with you, if you smash the Golden Bamboo Forest Club, I will give you a sleeping lion, and I will cover it with incense in the future." If you are not Ouyang Hu's opponent, then you are the lion, not only do you have to leave my daughter, but the night primrose will also become my industry. ”
Luo Zhen found that he had no choice at all, so he asked helplessly: "Is this true?" ”
"A gentleman's word, the horse is difficult to chase." Qu Ao Wenming's cane nodded forward: "How many centaurs do you need?" ”
The little brothers behind Luo Zhen, who were already as proud as little roosters, all stretched their necks and wanted to participate in this grand event.
Luo Zhen waved his hand: "Why do you need to use a knife to kill chickens!" To deal with the old dog who lost his teeth, I have one enough. ”
"What a big breath!" Qu Ao said quietly: "The last time the person who spoke like this, the grass on his grave has grown to a meter high. ”
"Old man! The times are different, and if you can't do it, it doesn't mean that I can't do it either. A cold light flashed in Luo Zhen's eyes: "You know, heroes are teenagers." ”
"Then the old man is waiting for your good news!" Qu Ao's face sank like water, and he suddenly reprimanded the driver behind him: "Don't stand stupidly, call Ouyang Hu and ask him to clear the scene to pick up the car." ”
The war is about to break out, whether Luo Zhen writes a legend or becomes a laughing stock, it will soon be seen.