"Grandma, he's really that good?"

In the bustling commercial street, the girl turned on her mobile phone, and the wallpaper happened to be a young man in cloth.

What age is it, and there are still people wearing cloth clothes, which makes the girl pout, secretly wanting to wait until tomorrow to see him and let him change his clothes as soon as possible.

The seventy-year-old silver-haired grandmother next to her stopped smiling.

"Silly girl, you don't look down on him?" The old man turned back.

The girl bit her thin lip lightly, full of reluctance.

The conversation opens.

She frowned slightly: "Grandma, you see that he is the same age as me, dressed like a little old man, and his white cloth clothes are ugly to death!" ”

"Presumptuous!" The old man's dragon staff paused.

With a thud, the stone slab under his feet was torn apart.

The street vendors immediately urinated.

The girl is very stubborn and does not change her opinion.

The old man said solemnly: "Qinghe, tonight I want you to remember that he is a cloth cloth, intended to have a breeze on his sleeves, do you know that three years ago, the army of 800,000 tigers and wolves outside the country hoarded on the frontier, what is the intention?!" ”

"I don't know, it seems to be a border friction, and in the end, people will also withdraw from the army!"

The girl seriously recalled.

The old man used the calmest tone, but he said things that made people's blood boil.

She said: "Of course they have to retreat, the cloth is standing at the border, how dare the tigers and wolves outside the country not retreat!" ”

"A cloth coat can deter 800,000 elites!"

"He is Ningbei!"

The old man slowly uttered a secret.

The girl lost her voice: "How is it possible, a piece of clothing scares back 800,000 enemies, is he a god?" ”

"If there is someone in this world who can become a god, he is unique!"

The old man was a little tired, and slowly disappeared into the bustling street with the girl.

If anyone in the world can be a god, it must be the myth of the northern realm.

A cloth cloth, a god-like man!

His legend, one comment is enough.

The most terrible cloth in the world!

……

One old and one young, disappeared into the bustling streets of Bianjing City.

Thousands of miles away in the vast sea, huge passenger ships sailed to the east.

On the seat near the door of the passenger ship, sat a young man in cloth, his eyes were like stars, and the corners of his handsome lips seemed to be forever with a humble smile.

On the inside of the seat, there was a thin old man who was cramped and restless, and his cheeks were burned by fierce fire, which was quite hideous and terrifying.

His lips were chapped and he was in a cold sweat.

The cloth-clothed young man was Ning Bei, and said gently: "Old man, is this thirsty?" ”

"Some!" The emaciated old man bitterly admitted.

Ning Bei handed over the teacup, and there was no trouble for the flight attendant.

But the frequency of drinking water for the elderly, as well as the amount of water they drink is significantly higher than that of ordinary people, this is not thirst, it is a disease!

Some resemble post-traumatic sequelae!

Ning Beijing waited for the old man to finish drinking the water and asked, "The old gentleman's injuries were caused by the fire?" ”

"I used to be a firefighter, fifteen years ago in the Jingang fire, as the squadron rushed in to extinguish the fire, my life was hard, and I didn't die after burning like this."

The old man's lips hung with self-deprecation.

The fire engulfed the entire squadron and burned him to the point where he was not a human being.

How cruel it is for people to live in the world beyond recognition!

As a listener, Ning Bei listened to the old man's story about the ferocity of the fire that year, noticed that the water cup was bottoming out, and got up to buy some mineral water.

When Ning Bei turned around again, he found that the seat was empty.

In front of the public water heater, the old man had thin hands, but only six fingers, and the cruise ship had sailed all day, so that he was already a little hungry before he had a drop of water.

Behind the old man, a big man in a black suit stood, frowning and urging: "Old thing, what are you inking!" ”

"I'm sorry, I'm ......"

The old man was in poor health, so he turned off the faucet nervously and turned around to leave.

As a result, Dahan's patience had long been exhausted, so he pushed the old man and urgently took out the crystal cup to receive hot water.

The old man's body shook, the instant noodles flew to the ground, and the soup spilled all over the ground......

In front of the aisle, there was a white young man sitting, his feet were full of mess, rolling down the instant noodle box, his eyes were gloomy, his anger was beating, and he sneered: "You old dog, you are looking for death!" ”

Syllable!

The white young man suddenly got up and slapped the old man in the face.

The old man staggered back a few steps and nearly fell to the ground.

The big man in the suit turned his face pale: "Liang Shao, ...... you Are you alright? ”

"What do you think?" Liang Yu, a young man with white purity, glanced at him.

The big man in the suit was originally a bodyguard, and he shivered all over, turned around and punched and kicked the old man, and scolded angrily: "The old thing that doesn't have long eyes, do you know who you provoked?" ”

The seven giants of Bianjing City, Liang Yu, the second young master of the Liang family!

Looking at Bianjing, the Liang family is deeply rooted, and in recent years, it has become more and more beautiful, and it is vaguely expected to sit at the top of the seven giants.

In Bianjing, there is no one he Liang Yu can't provoke!

The passengers in the surrounding seats looked frightened, and the people of the Liang family could afford to provoke few families in Bianjing.

Ningbei cloth was dustless, and his thin lips moved slightly: "If you move him again, I will kill you all over the door!" ”

Swish!

The audience was silent.

Who is this man?

Even the people of the Liang family dare to provoke, looking at Bianjing, I am afraid that it is a few other wealthy families, and they dare not say that the Liang family is full of people.

The bodyguard froze, and his fist stayed in mid-air.

Liang Yu laughed angrily: "Who are you, keep beating me!" ”