Chapter 168: Identity

There is a wall behind the shanxi, and it looks like there are some collectibles.

She took a dagger in her hand, and it felt very light, but she sharpened the iron like clay, and turned a beautiful flower in the air casually, and she could feel the murderous aura.

"Have you ever played with this knife?" Shan Xi squatted down and asked him, "I'll let you try?" ”

The manager's eyes widened suddenly, it was really not easy, the big eyes of the soybean could barely be stretched, and his face was finally no longer the domineering look just now, his painful facial features were shrunk together, and he still kept retreating: "Don't come, don't come over, do you know who I am?" I'm rich and rich...... Don't kill me......"

Shan Xi looked at this person with disgust, and quickly shaved his hair in an orderly manner, "The person you just provoked." She pointed to Qiu Yan.

"This dagger is what his grandfather used back then, who are you? There are many ways for people to die, and there are many ways for people to disappear without realizing it. ”

Shan Xi stood up and sighed in his heart that this dagger was really a waste in his hand.

The people of the OP were shocked, although there were several young masters in the circle who liked to play e-sports, and they all knew that WIN's background was not ordinary......

This is also very unusual!

A person who likes to collect cold weapons recognized the dagger, "Isn't this a weapon used by a general back then?" ”

Combined with what Huai Ge said just now, all eyes turned to Qiu Yan for a while.

Qiu Yan snorted twice, "I can't say it, it's still a brother." ”

When the waiter returned with the former manager, she saw this scene, her face was pale, and she was hesitating to call the emergency number.

The former manager was an older woman, "You guys—"

Ling Ye interrupted her: "Is there a phone call from the boss, ask him to come over and sign up for Ling Ye." ”

She quickly took out her mobile phone, and looked for it for a while with trembling hands before calling out, "Boss, someone here is looking for you and saying that your name is Ling Ye-"

Although her Chinese pronunciation of the word Ling Ye is not standard, she obviously heard it on the other side.

"Uh-huh, okay, I'll arrange the best room right away, is it the one that doesn't pick up guests? Good good. ”

This meal dragged on for about ten minutes and finally settled.

As for the manager, he was on his way to first aid.

During the upstairs, Yunyun was still a little worried: "You blatant beatings, you still have to deal with it, you can't be exposed, and you can't stop your mouth with a lot of money." ”

Ling Ye: "His father signed a contract with our family similar to life and death to follow, even with his children and grandchildren, but he is just teaching disobedient subordinates." ”

"I don't usually hit people."

Yunyun: "I'm waiting for you to win the championship." He took a deep breath, "It's time for the China Division to have a ......."

As for the last sentence, whether he hits people or not, the credibility is not high.

The kick just now was so skillful, do you practice with a sandbag every day?

The hot pot in this shop is still very good, the bottom of the pot is very spicy, but the whole is not oily, and it can be seen that it is an authentic Sichuan hot pot.

Ten minutes later, a waiter came over and said that their boss was waiting for Ling Ye outside, wanting to meet.

Ling Ye put down his chopsticks, "You eat first." ”

The old man looked like he was already in his old age, his old eyes were cloudy, and he couldn't help crying after seeing Ling Ye, "Young Master, ......"

When Ling Ye lived here with his adoptive mother when he was a child, he often came to eat, and the boss was a master of cooking at that time, taking care of Ling Ye's food.

"Well, what's the problem?" Ling Ye vaguely remembered that the old man had two sons, and the eldest son was the one just now.

"My youngest son doesn't know where to let that bastard go, he bought someone again, I'm already old......" Without the old man finishing, Ling Ye understood everything.

It is estimated that he has been uninhabited for too long and wants to occupy the magpie's nest.

"Got it, go back and wait for the news, I taught your eldest son a lesson, and he won't bother you again in the future." Ling Ye was faint and didn't want to say more.

The old man's two lines of turbid tears rolled down, "Thank you, young master." ”