"Alas, master, Duoduo is not here today, how can you ......"

The four of them were taking a sip of a drink, and there was a sudden noise outside the door, and the old mother's anxious voice came.

"Hmph, why don't you pretend to be garlic with me!"

Immediately afterward, the door of the wing room was kicked open, and a young man walked in with an angry face. Immediately afterwards, followed by a group of family members, a large group of people poured in.

"Hmm, what does this smell like?" said obsessively as he took a sip of the intoxicating aroma of wine, and the anger on the young man's face had not yet faded.

This person is none other than the second young master of the Zhao family, Zhao Xinghu, who was eating at the same table in the Drunken Immortal Building.

At that time, when Zhang Changsheng was delirious, he commented the most meticulously, and he could even match a certain woman in Yichun Building, which was enough to prove that this person was a frequent visitor to Yichun Building.

"Ming Shao!" As if remembering the purpose of this trip, Zhao Xinghu arched his hand, his face softened slightly, and then he saw Duoduo sitting on Han Fengyu's lap, raised his eyebrows, and said gloomily: "Where did you come from?

Star Picking City is a small city, these gentlemen are rampant and domineering every day, who can provoke, who can't provoke, who to give face, who not to give face, has long been clear. Zhao Xinghu was used to being arrogant, and seeing Han Fengyu so faced, it was obvious that he wanted to get off the horse.

This Zhao Xinghu is finished! Wang Xiaoming looked at Han Fengyu with a displeased look on his face at this time, and the golden sword was in his hand. Suddenly, my heart tightened.

Fortunately, he just said a word, if he directly pulled Duoduo off Han Fengyu's legs, then it is estimated that his head is no longer on his neck now.

Wang Xiaoming hurriedly stood up and played a round game, pulled Zhao Xinghu's arm and introduced: "This is my friend, Han Fengyu!" As he spoke, he kept giving Zhao Xinghu a look, indicating that Han Fengyu was not easy to mess with.

Then he glanced at Han Fengyu with an apologetic face, Han Fengyu understood, and the sword in his hand couldn't help but loosen.

He didn't say that he had to buy Wang Xiaoming's face, mainly because in this short period of time, he already had a lot of good feelings for Wang Xiaoming, in fact, the main reason was because of the wine in Wang Xiaoming's hands.

Duoduo also felt the tension at this time, and quickly stood up to play the round.

However, Zhao Xinghu did not comprehend Dao Wang Xiaoming's intention at all, and after a little hesitation, he arched his hand again and said: "Ming Shao, it's not that I, Zhao Xinghu, don't give you face today, it's just that I ...... with Duoduo."

Choke!

The golden sound of the golden sword unsheathed sounded, and the speed was so fast, and everyone present only saw a golden light.

Zhao Xinghu and the rest of the family suddenly felt that their lower body was cold.

When I came back to my senses, I saw that the waistband of my trousers had long since broken in two.

"Just now it was to give Ming Shao face, if there is disrespect! It is your head that falls!" After speaking, Han Fengyu sat back as if nothing had happened, no longer looked at the people who had been stunned, and picked up the wine glass and took a drink.

If it is to cut off a person's belt, then the faster mystic can do it.

But in an instant, the belts of more than a dozen people were cut off at the same time, and he seemed to see only a golden light.

Could it be that this person is a master of the Xuanshi Realm?

Zhao Xinghu thought in shock, and finally immediately put on a smiling face, and the speed of changing his face was amazing.

But if he knew that he had offended a Xuan Emperor just now, a character who could beat his father in one move, I don't know if he would be directly frightened......

"Hehe, misunderstanding misunderstanding ......" Zhao Xinghu sneered, and hurriedly changed the topic: "Ming Shao, I don't know what kind of good wine it is, it is so fragrant, can it be ......?"

"Hmph, you kind of waste, dare to drink such elixir?" Han Fengyu said as he played with his wine glass, neither salty nor light.

In the face of Wang Xiaoming, Han Fengyu may still be interested in saying a few words, but in the face of others, he returned to his previous disdainful look. Not everyone can get into his eyes.

In an instant, Zhao Xinghu's smile froze on his face, and he stood in place in embarrassment.

Wang Xiaoming hurriedly gave him a color, and Zhao Xinghu borrowed the slope to get off the donkey and left the box. Before leaving, he also closed the door with his hand.

As the door closed, Zhao Xinghu's embarrassment faded instantly, and his expression was free, as if nothing had happened just now.

Although he is a gentleman, he is not without brains.

He knew that he couldn't afford to mess with that teenager.

His father, the head of the Zhao family, is at the level of a nine-star Xuan Master, and there is not even a single Xuan King in the entire Zhao Mansion. If you completely offend a young Xuanshi, then no matter what you eat, drink, or Lazar, you must always watch out for your head.

And this person is already at the level of a master at a young age, and there must be a master behind him, or he is a famous teacher.

If he really provoked a conflict, his Zhao family might disappear overnight.

Zhao Xinghu is not stupid, but very smart. This is also a characteristic of most gentlemen.

Those who can afford to be provoked, he can be powerful, and even trample people under his feet. If you meet someone you can't mess with, it's best to make friends, and if you can't make friends, then quickly smear the soles of your feet and leave.

In the invincible flow novel, those who are slapped with the invincible protagonist at every turn, and think it is a coincidence every time they are slapped in the face, are not qualified gentlemen at all. That IQ is simply an insult to the squishy circle.

If you insist on picking bones in eggs, it can only be said that Zhao Xing's tiger and mouse eyes are narrow-sighted, and he regards a Xuanhuang master as a Xuanhuang master.

"Hey, it's just a gentleman!" Wang Xiaoming looked at Han Fengyu, who was still unhappy on his face, and hurriedly poured him a glass of wine and said, "Don't let him spoil our Yaxing." ”

However, next, Han Fengyu's words made Wang Xiaoming a little confused.

"What do you mean?" Han Fengyu drank the wine in his hand, like a curious baby.

It seems that this is not a mountain cannon in the mountains, this is simply a reckless wilderness!

Wang Xiaoming secretly thought in his heart that he was completely defeated by Han Fengyu's ignorance of the world.

Then, he pondered for a moment and said: "Gentlemen, they are a group of people who do not learn and have no skills, relying on their father's high power or their pockets, and they are powerful. ”

Seeing Han Fengyu's disdain after listening to his explanation, Wang Xiaoming hurriedly poured him another full of wine and said: "Actually, this group of people, they are incompetent, it just shows their attitude!" Speaking of this, Wang Xiaoming drank the wine in the cup and paused.

"What attitude?" At this time, Han Fengyu's curiosity had already hooked Wang Xiaoming, who wanted to stop talking.

"Among them, there are many geniuses, but because their abilities are buried by the dazzling light of the family ancestors, they have to go. Speaking of this, Wang Xiaoming shook the wine in the glass, and as the wine swayed, his eyes were also a little confused, and finally said leisurely: "Suh, it is they who express their dissatisfaction with this egg-wiping world, and it is their way of eagerness to attract people's attention." At the same time, it is also the only way for them to vent. ”

In the end, Wang Xiaoming drank all the wine in the cup and said resolutely: "It's an attitude!"

This may be the legendary king's domineering spirit, Han Fengyu felt that at this time, Wang Xiaoming's face was actually shining with divine light.

"It's an attitude....." Carefully pondering what Wang Xiaoming said, Han Fengyu's eyes suddenly lit up.

He seemed to think of himself in his own family, under his father's wing.

Then he said excitedly: "I understand!"

Seeing that Han Fengyu suddenly seemed to be a different person, Wang Xiaoming was a little confused.

Han Fengyu stood up, took two quick steps, held Wang Xiaoming's hand, and the contempt in the depths of his eyes finally faded completely, and he said with admiration: "Ming Shao, please teach me!" After a pause, Han Fengyu said with a firm face: "Please teach me how to be a real gentleman!"

At this moment, looking at Han Fengyu's firm expression, Duoduo and Xiaoxiao, who had been playing soy sauce for a long time, were a little unable to come back to their senses and were stunned.

And Wang Xiaoming, at this time, finally had a sense of success in his heart.

Well...... It seems that their own plan is going quite perfectly.