Chapter VIII Conflict
The young man returned to a luxuriously decorated box with a gloomy face.
There is a row of warblers and swallows in the box, and their faces are more than one grade better than the waiters outside.
Several sturdy young men in their twenties sat casually on high-end leather sofas, each accompanied by one or two charming beauties.
In the middle of the upper seat, a slender man in his thirties was sitting with a golden knife, holding a wine glass in one hand, and the other hand was on the body of the delicate beauty next to him, and a big-breasted beauty was kneeling on the carpet in front of him, bowing his head to help serve.
Seeing the young man's return, he smiled and said, "What's the matter, Zhou Ding, I went to the toilet and came back like this, and I was blown up in the toilet?" ”
"Haha!" Several people around laughed, and even the beautiful women around the man couldn't help but cover their mouths.
"Kun Shao, I was in the corridor just now, and I met the guy who grabbed my family." Zhou Ding gritted his teeth and said with a pleading face: "You must kill that kid." Otherwise, I'm not at ease. ”
"What do you have to worry about such a trivial matter." The thin man showed an interested expression on his face, and turned to a yellow-haired eagle-ditch-nosed young man in the corner and said, "Holmes, I heard that kid's talent is better than yours, why don't we go and have a look?" ”
The young man named Holmes had a hideous scar on his neck, and his voice seemed to be a little windy. Hoarse spoke, "Talent? Talent doesn't grow, it's nothing. Catch that kid in the wilderness, and I'll have a hundred ways to kill him. ”
The thin man laughed when he heard this: "Let's go, let's go meet that kid." ”
……
Boom!
The door of the box was pushed open, and several sturdy young men swaggered in.
"Who is Qi Yuan?"
Everyone in the box was stunned, and Zheng Lan stood up, "Wu Xiangkun, what do you mean by this?" ”
"Shut up, did you speak?" The thin man said coldly.
"You!" Zheng Lan wanted to say more, but Qi Yuan pulled the corner of his clothes and stopped him, stood up, and his tone was flat.
"It's me, what advice?"
Wu Xiangkun's eyes showed a hint of interest, and his hand reached out to Qi Yuan's face, "It's good, it's fine-skinned and tender." ”
Syllable!
Qi Yuan knocked his hand off, his brows furrowed, with a hint of disgust on his face, and said in a low voice, "It's disgusting." ”
Wu Xiangkun was stunned, and the few people who came with him, even the people drinking in the box, were also stunned.
Jiang Tao was next to Qi Yuan, constantly glancing and signaling, and the sweat of anxiety came out.
A strong man standing behind Wu Xiangkun said angrily: "Boy, what the are you talking about!" ”
"Dare to say that I'm disgusting, you're still the first, you have the guts!" Wu Xiangkun stared at Qi Yuan and added his lips with his tongue, with a hint of madness in his eyes.
"Give you a chance, go to the military court within three days, and settle the case between you and Zhou Ding. Then kneel down in front of me and apologize, and Lao Tzu will consider whether to let you go. ”
Jiang Tao was anxious, stepped forward and said, "Kun Shao......"
Rumble!
Before he could finish speaking, the young man named Holmes waved his hand, and a cyan tiger head roared and rushed to Jiang Tao, blowing him up for several meters, and said gloomily: "I said that you guys don't talk about it, can't you hear?" ”
A cold light flashed in Qi Yuan's eyes, and he was about to make a move, but he was already being held by the person next to him, and whispered in his ear: "Don't be impulsive!" ”
Wu Xiangkun laughed, "Let's go." ”
"Lao Jiang, are you okay?" Seeing the group leaving, everyone hurriedly helped Jiang Tao up.
"Ahem, ahem, it's okay, I'm fine." Jiang Tao stood up while coughing, and said to Qi Yuan with a wry smile: "Qi Yuan, you are also unlucky, meet that guy, alas." ”
Qi Yuan frowned and said, "Who is that guy?" ”
Someone said disdainfully: "General Wu's grandson, he doesn't have fart skills, he is just a second ancestor of the elders' power." ”
The people around me are a little bit of the same enemy. Those of them who have been specially recruited by their ability, which one of them has not been talented since childhood, and they most look down on this kind of princeling who has no ability and relies on their background to swagger.
The most aggrieved thing is that they can only endure it.
"General Wu?" Qi Yuan reacted immediately, and when Sun Guangtai wooed him to sign the contract, he also hinted that he was General Wu's faction, and finally asked Zhou Ding to leave. He immediately understood that he was caught in a factional dispute.
Zheng Lan put his arms around Qi Yuan's shoulders and slapped him on the back a few times: "Qi Yuan, don't worry about you kid, our people are not just to bully." In the base, he Wu Xiangkun didn't dare to do anything to you. ”
After this incident, everyone was not interested, comforted Qi Yuan, and dispersed.
Jiang Tao drove Qi Yuan back to his residence, and when Qi Yuan saw his worried look, he couldn't help but smile and joked: "Lao Jiang, I'm not worried about myself, what are you worried about?" ”
Jiang Tao said angrily: "You guy, you are an ignorant and fearless." ”
"What, that General Wu is very powerful?"
"Isn't it big?" Jiang Tao glanced at Qi Yuan, "He can compete with General Lan for the position of marshal, do you say that the power is big?" ”
"That's the number two person in the country?"
"So to speak." Jiang Tao glanced at him: "How is it, are you afraid?" ”
Qi Yuan nodded: "Of course I'm afraid, I'm afraid to die." ”
The two looked at each other and laughed at the same time.
After laughing, Jiang Tao sighed and laughed at himself: "We people, all of us say that we are geniuses, and we really don't know how many years it will be until someone listens to what we speak." Axe Lan and their knights are better, we magicians, cultivation is too slow. ”
Qi Yuan didn't speak, it was indeed much more difficult for a magician to increase his cultivation than a knight. Of course, the deterrence of a top-level mage is not comparable to that of a knight of the same level.
"That's right." Qi Yuan suddenly remembered something, frowning and remembering the man with the white face on the earth: "Today I remember, the person who beat you seems to look different from us?" ”
"Caucasian mongrel." Jiang Tao sneered, "They all say that those white-skinned magic talents are good, and I think that's it, and the family surnamed Wu wants to lick their feet." ”
Hearing this title, Qi Yuan couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. Among the many magical languages, the most common and widespread Europa language was transmitted by the Caucasians.
His bloodline in this world should belong to the Chinese people genetically, and the Chinese people should have their own magic language, and I don't know why, but Qi Yuan has never seen anyone use it.
Thanks to the fact that the original owner of this body did not learn and did not know how to do it, Qi Yuan traveled to the present, and he was still a little vague about the history of this world. He was wondering in his heart when he would find a chance to find a few books to get to know better.