Qin Lang stood in front of Zong Bao, who had not retreated, and stared at him expressionlessly.

Zong Bao, on the other hand, had a smile on his face, as if nothing had happened just now.

Zong Bao's previous approach really chilled him.

In the final analysis, this incident was also caused by Zongbao.

But now Zong Bao is still harmless to humans and animals, and he has nothing to do with himself, which makes him feel a little incomprehensible.

"Huh?"

Qin Lang frowned.

One word flashed through his mind!

PTSD!

In layman's terms, it means that there is a mental problem.

Ordinary people like this will have great mental fluctuations for some special reason.

If there is a big change in personality, autism, etc., it will be the same as before.

In severe cases, there may be irritability or violent tendencies.

Zong Bao's character introduction mentioned that the Zong family was destroyed, and he was the last person in the Zong family who lived in this world.

Maybe it was because Zong Bao witnessed the tragedy with his own eyes before and was seriously mentally stimulated, so he became like he is now pretending to be stupid all day long, forcing a smile to cover himself.

Could it be that Zong Bao has been worrying about something?

Or is it something you're afraid of?

Qin Lang sighed lightly and looked directly at Zong Bao: "I'll only ask you one question now." ”

"Childe, please speak. Zong Bao smiled and groaned.

"If I unfortunately die at their hands today, what will you choose?" Qin Lang said meaningfully.

"I will bury my son and grandfather together. Zong Bao didn't hesitate at all.

"Huh. ”

Qin Lang smiled lightly and patted him on the shoulder.

Perhaps, Zong Bao's behavior before was indeed a bit disgraceful.

But Zong Bao's words should clearly express his inner thoughts.

It can be seen that there is an inseparable relationship between him and Lao Zhaohua.

Since Zong Bao can treat him the same as Lao Zhaohua, it means that he does have a place in Zong Bao's heart.

That's enough!

"Fatty. Qin Lang beckoned to Shen Shaoqing.

"Xiao Qinzi. Shen Shaoqing shook his head and walked over.

Qin Lang pointed at Zong Bao: "Solve his affairs for me." ”

Shen Shaoqing glanced at Zong Bao meaningfully: "Yes." ”

What happened in the past two days, someone reported to him every day, and naturally he knew everything about it, and he also knew the existence of this treasure.

Although he didn't understand why Qin Lang was so concerned about such a little beggar, since Qin Lang had spoken, he was also willing to help.

Soon, Shen Shaoqing gave the order.

Half a catty led a group of Shen family warriors to start the funeral of the old man, not to achieve a grand funeral, but at least it was decent.

The rest of the people are led by eight taels and continue to search for the whereabouts of the mysterious girl.

As for Qin Lang and Shen Shaoqing, they chose to go back to the Drunken Immortal Tower first to wait, followed by Hua Xiong, who was not smiling.

Today's incident is too sensational, if nothing else, it will spread all over Yunshui City before dinner, and there is no need to worry about someone daring to attack them now.

"I'm really bothering you today. Qin Lang and Shen Shaoqing walked side by side.

Shen Shaoqing put his arm around Qin Lang's shoulders: "What are we two polite, just a few unpopular goods, just clean up." ”

"Your Shen family is very familiar with the city lord of Yunshui City?" Qin Lang turned his head to look at him.

Although the Shen family is a first-class force, all the cities are only subordinate to the imperial court, and there is no need to be tied to the wealthy family at all.

"It's not just familiar, the old man of my family and the old man of the Fang family have known each other for decades. Shen Shaoqing said in a lowly voice: "Moreover, they are all iron friendships who have been to the Qinglou together and have done a fight." ”

The Fang family refers to the City Lord's Mansion of Yunshui City, and Longquan Villa, one of the three major forces of Yunshui City, is also a member of the Fang family.

Qin Lang had known this for a long time in the Zongheng Secret Classic.

"I see. Qin Lang's jaw.

"By the way, give me your identity token. Shen Shaoqing suddenly spoke.

Qin Lang looked at him and wondered, "What are you doing?"

Shen Shaoqing squeezed his eyebrows: "Now that you have recovered your dantian and have martial arts cultivation, this identity token should be replaced, at least you need to get a gold medal to match your current identity." ”

"No, I don't. ”

Qin Lang smiled dumbly.

For the Shen family, who are rich and have hands and eyes, it is easy to change the identity token, and it does have this kind of energy.

But he thinks that the current identity token is very good, and he can pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger.

After all, there are many second ancestors like Qin Kai and others before, and they may be able to make some windfalls in the future.

Shen Shaoqing had a lot of thoughts, and he saw through Qin Lang at a glance: "Okay, you can do this yourself, but don't you want to participate in the Yunshui Competition? That is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to make money." ”

"Wait until the day before you start, you can inform me, but first say yes, the money you make is split fifty or fifty. ”

Qin Lang naturally knew that Shen Shaoqing wanted to take advantage of the big competition and make a lot of money at the opening.

Although he doesn't like to be lively and has no interest in participating in the big competition, since he has a feud with the Han and Qin families, the two of them will definitely send people to participate in the competition.

Of course he's going to disgust them.

Shen Shaoqing's eyes widened: "Twenty-eight, you are two, I am eight." ”

"Five-five. ”

Shen Shaoqing squinted: "Sanqi." ”

"Five-five. ”

Shen Shaoqing was anxious: "Four or six, if you say it again, my brother doesn't have to do it." ”

"Five-five. ”

Qin Lang smiled slightly: "If you don't want to, I will sell all the real weapons on my body, and then bet all on myself, and then you can think clearly, whether it is you or me who loses." ”

"You animal, five five is fifty-five. "Shen Shaoqing really lost his temper.

He knew that Qin Lang had killed a lot of people when he was in Xuantian Sect, and there were no less than fifty real weapons on his body, as well as three mysterious weapons, and if the value was to be estimated, all of them added up to nearly one million gold coins.

At that time, if he really does what Qin Lang said, he will definitely not make much money.

"Deal. ”

The two walked talking and laughing, and at this moment, Qin Lang suddenly frowned.

"What's wrong?" Shen Shaoqing hurriedly asked when he saw that Qin Lang's face was a little wrong.

Qin Lang's eyes were like electricity.

A pair of cold eyes swept through the crowded streets, and immediately a man wearing a black nightcoat and a hat was spotted in the crowd.

I can't see clearly, and I can't tell if it's a man or a woman.

But he was sure that the man seemed to be walking casually, but his attention was always on him, slowly coming in his direction.

With a move of his eyes, he opened his pupils-

"Ding!"

"The subject is wearing a Shielding Stone and cannot read the information. ”

——

Qin Lang's eyes were cold.

Another level 8 treasure?

Could it be that it's the same as the mysterious girl, from those places?

But Yunshui City is only a third-class force, a small city with a population of just over one million, how can such a big man appear?

Moreover, dressed so weirdly that it was specifically aimed at him?

Did they come to kill him?

Shen Shaoqing's face was heavy.

He also captured the hat man in an instant.

I think he usually has strong winds and waves, and he has never seen any scenes, but I don't know why, this mysterious person gave him an unprecedented sense of crisis.

The hairs on his body stood up all of a sudden, his body shrank, and he leaned behind Qin Lang.

Hua Xiong's eyes showed a cold light, and he took a few steps forward to protect Shen Shaoqing, and his right hand was already pressed on the hilt of the sword, with a guarded expression.