"I heard from them that the company pays wages on the 10th of every month?" Ling Shijian asked.

It was getting dark, and the street lights were on.

There are many people walking around.

Zhang Ziyu walked on the side of the street and replied casually: "Two days later, but it's about this time." ”

"Doesn't that mean that in ...... time," Ling Shijian counted with his hands, "In six days, I will have a salary?" ”

"You came to the company on the twelfth of last month, and it's not been a month yet."

Zhang Ziyu said, looked at her, and saw that she was completely immersed in the joy of paying her salary, smiling brightly and jumping, looking very cute.

He reminded: "It is not certain whether you will be paid or not. But yours is in a special situation...... Not necessarily. ”

"I started working on the twelfth, so I worked eighteen days last month!" Lingshi Kendo.

"First of all, you have two weekends, four days off, and only fourteen days. Secondly......" Zhang Ziyu said, "You paddle every day and don't bring any benefits to the company, how are you embarrassed to ask for a salary?" ”

"Who's to say I'm not making any money?" Ling Shijian was not convinced, "I call it sitting in town, and I call it ...... A good commander is worth thousands of troops! …… Got it? ”

"Did you command?" Zhang Ziyu asked, "Commander of the spring, right?" ”

"Facts aside, the spring commander is not the ...... in command"

Ling Shijian said and stopped, Zhang Ziyu felt strange and looked at her.

She was fighting with him and smiling happily, but she was cute and loving; But by this time, the smile had disappeared from her face, and that cold color appeared, and the sight was like a sword, which was intimidating.

She looked ahead, and he followed her line of sight to the front, and saw a man under the street lamp.

The man had his back against the lamppole, his face facing this side, and his body exuded the smell of being unapproachable.

He is not tall, only in his early sevens, but he has a very strong figure, wearing black short sleeves, and his chest and arms are bulging with muscles.

He has a short hair, and his side face is angular, like a stone carving.

Although he didn't look at them, even Zhang Ziyu could know that he was coming at them.

I just don't know if it's for him or for the Spirit Sword.

"What's the matter?" Zhang Ziyu asked Ling Shijian in a low voice.

This is already in the happy community, and the street lamp is the closest street lamp to the building they rent.

Ling Shijian shook her head slightly, indicating that she didn't understand the situation either.

At this time, the man stood up straight, turned around, clenched his fists at them, and said in a low voice, "Jiangzhou Li family, Li Jingming, I have seen two." ”

His arms are very thick and long, even if Zhang Ziyu doesn't understand anything, he can see that this is the legendary Lian Jiazi. All the kung fu is in hand.

"Jiangzhou Li Family ......" Zhang Ziyu glanced at Lingshijian and asked Li Jingming opposite, "Li Weiming?" ”

Li Jingming shook his head and said, "The Li family in Jiangzhou is the descendant of Li Taibai, not the Li family of Li Weiming." ”

When he said this, there was a sense of arrogance all over him, which was about a kind of thing called the foundation.

As for Li Weiming, he has obvious disdain.

It's the kind of disdain that real aristocracy has for the nouveau riche.

"Li Bai's descendants?" Zhang Ziyu was very surprised, and couldn't help but look at this man again, but he couldn't see anything like Wenqi and poetry in this man.

For Li Bai, this great poet, Zhang Ziyu has reverence, but he has never heard that Li Bai has descendants.

In his impression, Li Bai, this guy, has been looking for immortals all day long and asking if he will return home,...... So that there can also be descendants?

Of course, whether it is Li Weiming's people or Li Bai's descendants, the current focus is ......

"What are you looking for us?" Zhang Ziyu asked.

But Li Jingming looked at Ling Shijian and asked, "Presumably Your Excellency is Ling Shijian and Miss Ling, right?" ”

Ling Shijian didn't answer, Zhang Ziyu glanced at her, and when he saw that she looked cool, he didn't answer.

Li Jingming over there continued: "I heard that the young generation in Jiangzhou has a new top master, and I came here to ask for advice. ”

"I heard that ......" Zhang Ziyu's eyes narrowed and asked, "Who did you listen to?" ”

He immediately understood that even if this Li Jingming was not Li Weiming's person, it was related to Li Weiming.

Li Jingming didn't answer, only looked at Ling Shijian, and asked, "Your Excellency, can you appreciate your face and give me two moves?" ”

He looked at Ling Shijian's face, his eyes were very hot, but the heat was not because of Ling Shijian's appearance, but something else.

Zhang Ziyu guessed that it was a desire for a master.

"This is a martial idiot...... he said secretly.

Ling Shijian still didn't respond.

Zhang Ziyu looked at the Lingshi Sword and asked in a low voice, "Do you want to fight?" ”

Ling Shijian shook his head.

"Can't beat it?" Zhang Ziyu asked.

Ling Shijian shook his head again.

"Don't want to fight?"

Ling Shijian nodded.

"Let's go...... she said to Zhang Ziyu, "tonight's diamond qualifier is very important." ”

After speaking, she didn't look at Li Jingming, and walked in front of her.

Zhang Ziyu has seen a lot of rivers and lakes in books and film and television dramas, but he doesn't know what the rivers and lakes of cultivating immortals are like in the real world. He didn't know what the rules were for finding a venue and challenging these things.

He thought about it, but still followed behind Lingshi Sword and walked forward slowly.

Ling Shijian didn't say whether he refused or agreed, but directly ignored it. Li Jingming's face slowly sank.

The lamppost where Li Jingming was standing was on the way for Ling Shijian and Zhang Ziyu to go home, and when they walked home, they walked towards Li Jingming.

Zhang Ziyu followed behind Ling Shijian, and could feel that there was indifference to outsiders in her, rather than defense against the enemy.

In other words, she is actually very relaxed at this time, if Li Jingming is not there, then she should be smiling and teasing him.

He looked up at Li Jingming again, but saw that Li Jingming's face was ugly, and as they got closer, his face became more and more ugly.

With his hands at his sides, his fists clenched, the meridians on his arms gradually bulging.

Seeing this, Zhang Ziyu quietly distanced himself from Lingshi Sword.

The two sides are getting closer and closer......

Just when Ling Shijian was about to walk past Li Jingming......

"Smack!"

A crisp sound sounded out of thin air!

It was the sound of air being broken open by fists.

Although Zhang Ziyu watched intently, at this moment, he was just a flower in front of him, and he didn't know what was going on.

In the next second, his vision recovered, and he saw that under the street lamp, Li Jingming's figure had changed angles, he stepped forward with his left foot, stepped forward, twisted his waist, and his right hand, hook fist, and a punch the size of a sandbag stopped at the door of Lingshijian's ear.

He didn't know if Li Jingming's kung fu was so unpretentious, or he didn't see the process, or Li Jingming had follow-up changes but didn't use them, or if he was a master and would abandon those bells and whistles.

In short, Li Jingming's fist stopped there, and he couldn't move anymore.

Because in front of his fist, there is a slender, white, cute, and beautiful index finger.

Lingshi Sword stretched out an index finger and blocked his fist.