Although the rich will be unkind to the rich, and the powerful will treat ordinary people as ants, but many times, they are the most face-saving group of people, no matter what they think in their hearts, even if it is the hatred of killing their father and multiple wives, the other party can behave amiably on the surface, and everyone will gather and disperse.

So in such an environment, the atmosphere of the entire Swan Hotel is quite harmonious. After all, most of the people who come here are adults, and they all have a certain amount of social experience, unlike those more impulsive second-generation circles, noisy and jealous is not a theme, so the environment in the entire Swan Hotel is quite quiet.

Walking along the corridor leading to the restrooms, there seems to be no one except the echo of footsteps, and there are so many differences between this place and the usual bustling hotels.

Out of the bathroom, Wu Ling didn't go back to the hotel lobby directly, he was really a little scared to face the plump girl now. To say that the other party is not very ugly, and even the facial features are very exquisite, but because he is a little fat, the facial features look a little bigger, but he also has a unique cuteness and coquettishness. Such a girl is not too annoying, and Wu Ling doesn't hate each other very much, but he can't stand the other party's enthusiasm for the time being.

In his previous life, as a sad virgin until death, Wu Ling had expectations and fears for love in his heart. When he encounters someone who is so enthusiastic about him, in addition to being happy, he will hesitate and worry, and when he doesn't know what to do, the only thing he can do is to write a love letter to a female classmate before, but he escaped the other party's choice for a semester, and he is also running away from the girl.

Leaning against the floor-to-ceiling window on the edge of the corridor, the warm sunlight shining on his body made Wu Ling feel lazy. If it's an ordinary martial artist, I don't like this feeling of being completely relaxed, because if a martial artist can't adjust his body at all times, his strength will decline significantly.

Martial artists are a group of people who are forcibly improving their physical endurance, but the body has a lazy surname, and once they relax, it will be very difficult to reach the peak. But Wu Ling is different, he prefers this kind of whole-body relaxation, because it is not a surname enhancement, so his body is undergoing the final evolution all the time, and this enhancement is deliberately left behind by the unsealing energy, in order to warm up the body.

Although Wu Ling didn't know this, he knew that his body could be raised to the limit at any time, and he could disguise it at any time, so he was very relaxed and enjoyed this moment of tranquility.

"Boy, it turns out that you are hiding here, but it makes me easy to find for a while!" While Wu Ling was lazily basking in the sun against the wall, a slightly hoarse voice suddenly came from behind him.

It was easy to have a moment of tranquility, but suddenly interrupted by this voice, Wu Ling frowned slightly. But it was quickly released, this is not home, and it is normal for other people to exist.

Turning around, a middle-aged man in his thirties appeared in front of him, but he was not as elegant as the other guests here, but with strong muscle lines tightly bound under the black suit, and his face was full of anger, and now he was looking at himself with an unkind face.

Tilting his head, Wu Ling asked suspiciously, "Are you looking for me?" ”

The middle-aged man looked Wu Ling up and down like goods, and then pouted for a moment and said, "I thought who could charm my young lady, but after a long time, it turned out to be a little white face!" ”

Originally, the middle-aged man's gaze made Wu Ling feel unhappy for a while, whether it was the experience of rebirth or the current strength beyond ordinary people, he had unconsciously begun to ignore many things, but he slowly cared about more things. For example, dignity that was not clear before, or a family that has never been valued.

The middle-aged man's gaze at himself like goods made Wu Ling have the idea of turning around and leaving, but because this is the Swan Hotel after all, there are mixed personnel, and with his current strength, there is no way to fight these people, so although it is uncomfortable, he will bear it because of his family, but now when he heard the other party say this, Wu Ling's face sank.

"This gentleman, I don't care what you look for me, but I ask you to respect yourself!"

"Self-respect?" Hearing this word, the middle-aged man couldn't help laughing, his smile was full of ridicule and disregard, and only after half a ring did he hold back his smile, looked at Wu Ling with disdain, and said: "Boy, you told me such a funny joke, then let me say one more thing, some people are just playthings, they are ants, will you respect yourself for ants, playthings?" Haha......"

At the end, the middle-aged man laughed again, and the shrill laughter echoed throughout the corridor.

Looking at the middle-aged man in front of him with cold eyes, Wu Ling's mood calmed down at this time. This is what he has always done, once the anger or sadness reaches a certain level, the mood will calm down directly, but there will be the strongest outburst.

"Mole ants? Plaything? Maybe, but I never tell a joke! ”

Maybe he didn't expect that Wu Ling at this time could still maintain his current calm, the middle-aged man's expression was stunned, and then he looked at Wu Ling again.

"Yo, I really didn't expect you to be able to calm down, it seems that the kung fu of patience is not bad, so it's okay, I won't make a move!"

Although he looked at Wu Ling officially, the mockery in his eyes still did not disappear. It may even be that he has not achieved his expected goal, so the middle-aged man's expression is more impatient.

"Well, I don't have time to talk to you, I'll tell you now, go out with my young lady in the afternoon. I don't think I need to explain to you how to change, but you also remember, don't do what you shouldn't do, don't say what you shouldn't say, you know? The middle-aged man finally said his purpose.

"Miss? Is it her? Wu Ling's eyes flashed a slightly plump girl, with his current thinking, although the other party just said a few words, he could guess it very simply.

Unexpectedly, it turned out to be the other party, Wu Ling couldn't help but shake his head. To say that he didn't have any dislike for the plump girl at first, but because of the other party's coquettishness, he had some good impressions. But up to this point, he couldn't help but laugh at his ignorance, and let the people around him come and threaten him, he knew that his eyes were really not too accurate.

"Boy, this can't help you, let's go, take your classmates away, otherwise something will happen, don't blame me!" Seeing Wu Ling shaking his head, the middle-aged man thought that Wu Ling had directly refused, so his expression was even more impatient, and while threatening, he stretched out his big hand and grabbed Wu Ling's shoulder.

It is obvious that the middle-aged man has a certain amount of kung fu, when his right hand is stretched out, his body does not move, but his arm is quickly raised, his palm becomes a claw, and with a whirlwind of arms raised, he grabs Wu Ling like an eagle's claw. With the means of a middle-aged person, if the person standing in front of him is just an ordinary teenager and is directly caught, although he may not necessarily break the opponent's arm, the muscles in the arm will definitely not be able to withstand such an attack, and even the nerves will be necrotic. The middle-aged man's attack was actually a dead hand.

However, Wu Ling was not an ordinary person, he simply went to the left side and dodged the attack of the middle-aged man. Then his eyes were cold, since the other party wanted to abolish him, then don't blame him.

He suddenly rushed forward, and his right elbow instantly smashed into the middle-aged man's chest. The latter also reacted extremely quickly, blocking with both hands.

"Click! Yes!! "He clearly underestimated Wu Ling's short-range impact. After a crisp fracture sound, Wu Ling's hands twisted inwards abnormally at the same time, and the blocked shelves suddenly dispersed. Wu Ling took a spin step, and his right leg was slammed into the middle-aged man's waist.

"Bang!"

The middle-aged man was directly kicked away by Wu Ling, and he didn't stop until he hit the wall of the corridor. It's just that at this time, he no longer has the arrogance just now, he looks at it with a shocked face, his hands are crooked on the ground, and the corners of his mouth are still flowing with blood from time to time.

"How, how could it be ......"

"As I said, I don't really like to joke! Ant? You're not even as good as an ant in my eyes! ”

After last night's battle, Wu Ling's attack surname became more obvious, and he directly disabled the middle-aged man with one move, tidied up his clothes that were a little wrinkled, and said lightly. After speaking, he turned around and walked slowly in the direction of the hotel lobby, he was suppressing the battle that was stimulated.

Maybe it's because of the increase in strength, maybe it's because fighting is addictive, so Wu Ling finds that his thirst for battle is getting higher and higher. Just like now, after crippling the middle-aged man with one move, he didn't have the slightest worry, but had a stronger fight**. But Wu Ling knew very well that if he continued to attack, the middle-aged man would definitely die.

Looking at the back of Wu Ling's departure, the middle-aged man breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time, a trace of resentment flashed in his eyes.

………………

The closest transfer to the hotel lobby, Wu Ling's footsteps stopped, and he said lightly without looking back: "What, haven't seen enough?" ”

"Haha, how could it be, but I didn't expect Brother Wu Ling to be so able to fight, that's Li Hu, known as one of the strongest bodyguards in Yulan, Li Hu was defeated by Brother Wu Ling's move, today is really an eye-opener!"

Sure enough, someone walked out from behind the curtain with a footstep, and at first he said a few words, but at the end, he had a hint of worship, which was respect for the strong.

Wu Ling is not surprised that there is really someone here, the body that has been strengthened twice with energy, not only has the strength increased greatly, it can be said that the entire body has been enhanced from the inside out, including the more mysterious induction power.

A truly powerful martial artist, even if someone uses a sniper rifle to aim thousands of meters away, he can sense it, not to mention that at such a close distance, the other party's eyes have been on him, if he really can't sense it, Wu Ling feels that he can really hit the wall.

Turning around, a young man of about seventeen or eighteen years old appeared in front of him, with a sturdy body, crisp short broken hair, and a little sunny. However, looking at the strange young man in front of him, Wu Ling had a familiar feeling, as if he had seen it somewhere. His head turned rapidly, and finally his mind stopped at a photo in the billboard, which was a photo of Qian Weiyuan, the founder of the Swan Hotel.

The young man in front of him is five or six points similar to Qian Weiyuan, but he lacks a maturity that has been precipitated over the years, and also lacks the majesty of a superior, but there is more freedom and cynicism: "Are you Qian Shaoshao?" ”