Lin Chen only felt angry and funny.

TMD: When did the protagonist he wrote about use a sword?

Don't you lie to people and don't do some basic skills?

In the window of the bookstore behind you, should you furnish such a thick "Outline of the Modern History of Removing Spirits"?

"No, it's just a defective product of modern industry."

After speaking, Lin Chen shrugged his shoulders, and when he was about to leave, the stall owner was not happy when he snapped, and stepped forward to try to grab Lin Chen.

Unexpectedly, Lin Chen suddenly flashed to the right, and grabbed the stall owner's hand with his backhand.

A sharp over-the-shoulder fall!

Boom!

There was a tooth-aching sound of tiles cracking.

"Tsk, the body is very tough, practice the family." Lin Chen let go of his hand, thinking that this stall owner should be honest now.

Unexpectedly, I saw the stall owner coughing several times, spreading his limbs, lying on the ground, half-open eyes, and said in a rampant tone, "I'll tell you, young man, you're in trouble, you're in trouble." ”

"If you don't have two or three hundred thousand today, don't want me to get up."

Lin Chen,???

Good guy, did you touch the porcelain on his head?

"How?" The stall owner even shook his head unscrupulously, "This is a tavern, not a place for you to mess around, so let's buy that short sword, and I'll treat it as if nothing happened, and I can give you that cart of things." ”

"Huh? It's very skilled," Lin Chen shrugged, casually pulled out the military thorn from his waist, and thrust it into the stall owner's thigh with a 'slam'.

"Ahh!!hh

This terrible cry suddenly overshadowed the bustling trading street, and in an instant, the whole street fell silent.

Obviously, this stall owner didn't look at the yellow calendar when he went out, and he probably didn't expect Lin Chen to be the kind of master who smiled and said cruel words, and his hands were faster than words!

"You! You! The stall owner pressed his thighs with both hands, trying to use the strength of his upper body to stop the bleeding, and his eyes were cracked.

"What are you," Lin Chen said as he pulled out the thorn, and inserted it into the stall owner's other thigh with a sound of "Jian", "Buy and sell!" ”

"Ah!!h

Suddenly!

"Ah!!h

"Lack of greed!"

Suddenly!

"Ah!!h

"Money obsessed with the mind!"

Suddenly!

"Ah!!h

"Profit!"

Suddenly!

"Huh? Why don't you call it? Lin Chen was stunned, looked up, his face was pale, and the stall owner closed his eyes tightly, "Hey, wake up, it's only been a few times?" ”

"No, big brother," the old cow, who was hiding far behind, wiped the sweat from his forehead and shouted cautiously, "he seems to have fainted." ”

"Fainted? That's it? Lin Chen pursed his lips, and after pulling out the military thorn, he wiped the blood stains twice on the stall owner's coat, only to realize that there were already four or five circles of people around him, "Okay, what do you see, go back to your own house to find your own mother, it's really, what's the fun." ”

"You're hurting! It's against the rules of the tavern! ”

"That's right! You're going too far! ”

"Young man, it's not the uncle who said you, even if he wants to lie to you, why are you bothered? Bear with it, won't it be over? ”

……

Looking at the ugly face in front of him, pointing with his finger outstretched, Lin Chen sneered.

Forced to buy and sell, peddling fakes, you all pretend not to see it.

When the street touches the porcelain, and the lion opens his mouth, you pretend not to see it.

Together, I'll defend myself, good guys, they're all pretending to be good people.

That being the case.

Then let's just do it all together.

In the next second, in full view of everyone, Lin Chen unceremoniously took out a grenade engraved with spirit patterns from his pocket, and with a ding, pulled out the insurance, and casually dragged a glasses man who was just called Thief Huan.

"You, what do you want to do!"

"Hey, what's the matter?" As soon as the words fell, Lin Chen shoved his hand into the young man's hand, smiled and patted the glasses man's face trembling with fear.

"This is a grenade infused with spiritual power, and the surface is stained with glue, don't think that you can not take this little cutie in your eyes if you know a little spiritual art," Lin Chen smiled and threw the safety bolt into the crowd, turned his head to the man with glasses and said gently, "Now, please find a kind person to help you find the safety bolt back and plug it in for you, otherwise you will keep holding this hand." ”

Feeling the heavy weight in his hand, the man with glasses swallowed his saliva, this thing TM is real! This man in front of him is not joking!

The man with glasses squeezed out a smile that was more ugly than crying and looked at the crowd in front of him, "What, can anyone help me get that safety bolt for me?" I will definitely thank him! ”

A cold wind blew through the streets, like fallen leaves, and swept away the shivering pleas of young people.

No one was willing to move.

"Please, just tell me where the safety bolt is."

The man with glasses was so anxious that he was about to cry, so much so that his hands that were holding the grenade began to tremble slightly, and even because of the excessive exertion, the knuckles of his eyes began to glow abnormally white.

"Please," looking at the crowd of people who were silent, the man with glasses finally couldn't stop trying to get closer to the crowd, but he had just taken a step when the crowd of people watching the play took several steps back.

The man in glasses gritted his teeth and continued to take two brisk steps forward.

But what chilled his heart was that just as he was about to take the third step, he didn't know who suddenly shouted, 'Run!' In the blink of an eye, the street, which was still dense, was scattered between two breaths.

What's more, because he was one step slower than others, he was kicked out by the people who hid in the store in advance.

"How? How does it feel? Lin Chen looked at the man with glasses with a smile.

"Big brother, let me go, I can do anything for you!" The man with glasses was full of crying now, so he almost knelt down for Lin Chen.

"Hey, what are you looking for me?" Lin Chen shrugged, "You should go to the kind people who eat melons, I believe that it is impossible for so many people to not even find a grenade safety bolt." ”

"Big brother," the man with glasses said bitterly, "where do you see that there are still people on this street?" ”

But when Lin Chen continued to taunt, an unusually familiar voice suddenly came from behind him, "Boy, stop playing, hurry up and let people go." ”

Lin Chen turned his head to look.

Hiss.

The green military coat, the pipe with the pulp coiled, except for a white iron mask on his face, who does this guy seem to be?

"Old man?"

"What? What old man, boy, you can eat indiscriminately, but you can't talk nonsense. ”

The corners of Lin Chen's mouth twitched, if you don't smoke a cigarette when you speak, I may really believe it, a ghost!

I really think I won't be able to recognize it with a broken mask!?

Liu Wu, I can recognize you even if you turn to ashes!

But after thinking about it, Lin Chen still didn't puncture Liu Wu's clumsy performance on the spot, but shrugged his shoulders and opened his palm, revealing a slender safety bolt inside.

It turned out that Lin Chen's previous was just a feint, and this and the safety bolt were actually in his hands all along.

"Huh," Lin Chen said, pulling a grenade from the stiff hand of the man in glasses, "Get out, and pretend to be a saint in the future." ”

But to Lin Chen's surprise, the man with glasses didn't turn around and run, but knelt down in front of Liu Wu with a puff, sobbing and crying loudly,

"Boss Liu, you have to call the shots for us!"