This time, Zhao Yan's image is no longer sloppy, because the people who can come to this street have some money in their hands, and once the old and sick people of the two clans are found on the territory of the old clan, the tribal warriors will not care where you come from, and will directly throw the object to the back of the valley to retire.

His long hair that had been over the waist before had turned into short hair, and his clothes were plain and white-gray, like a poor guy who had been changing his clothes for many years, and a deep scar was drawn on his face, as if he had been attacked by wild beasts, which was very consistent with the low-level characters of the Dayuan tribe who had not cultivated.

Zhao Yan felt that his image was not a big problem, so he walked slowly forward on the street with the flow of people, and when he arrived at a streetside store, some pedestrians turned into it.

Zhao Yan glanced up, this store is three stories high, Han style building, there are a few grasses growing on the top of the tile house, which is fluttering with the wind, there is no sign on the door to indicate the category of the store, it is normal, all the stores on the old site of the two clans do not hang door plaques, but through the door hole, you can see that there are many people sitting inside eating, and I want to come to this store to do restaurant business.

Raising his feet and walking into it, the little guy who was still enthusiastic just now immediately turned into a dead fish face, a pair of eyes scanned Zhao Yan back and forth with disdain, and his steps moved back, as if Zhao Yan had a plague.

The diner sitting near the left saw the expression of the little maid, and then found fun: "Hey, it's a little interesting, any demon and monster dares to go to the restaurant to consume these days, hey, the one with a scar on his face, don't come to eat the overlord meal." ”

"The third family, don't you look down on these little things? I hate you guys who elevate yourself the most, Scarface, come", a diner near the left grinned and spoke with great contempt for the diners on the left and right.

Zhao Yan is generally aware of the rules of the Dayuan tribe, and there is superficial equality between ordinary people and immortal cultivators, but under normal circumstances, ordinary people who are bullied by immortal cultivators will basically endure it, let alone refuse the request of immortal cultivators.

Zhao Yan snorted coldly in his heart, his emotions did not fluctuate on the surface, and he behaved in line with other ordinary people in the Dayuan tribe, looking like he didn't dare to speak out and felt ashamed, and walked in the direction of the diners with steps that seemed to be immovable, ignoring the banter of the diners on the left and right.

The diner smiled and made a voice like calling a dog: "You really came, you are really well-behaved, uncle, I will reward you with a piece of meat, go eat it." ”

After speaking, the diner picked up a piece of fat from the table and threw it towards the door of the restaurant.

This action immediately caused everyone in the restaurant to burst into laughter, and they were all waiting to see Zhao Yan go to eat like an old dog.

"Hahaha! He also said that Lao Tzu is not a good person, and it turns out that you are worse than Lao Tzu!"

"That's how the lowly guys treated, he thought he was something? He actually ran into the restaurant without peeing to see if he could afford a good piece of meat! ”

"Go pick it up! ”

There were playful glances all around, and humiliating Zhao Yan seemed to have become a good ingredient for wine.

Zhao Yan didn't speak, twisted and stiffened his body and turned around, and bumped into the little guy who was trampling on the piece of meat with his foot.

The little guy was tiptoeing and rubbing the pieces of meat, and at the same time showed a villain-like standard smile towards Zhao Yan: "Yo, dog, you turned around too early, grandpa, I haven't stepped on this piece yet, you wait first, if you can't stand it, you can turn around first." ”

Zhao Yan still didn't make a sound, raised his head and stared at the little guy, approaching step by step.

The little guy was still very happy, but after looking at Zhao Yan for a few seconds, there was a change, he looked at Zhao Yan's eyes that were about to eat people, the terrifying scar on his face, and the drums beat in his heart, and his face gradually changed from banter and joy to a dry stiff smile.

Eventually, the movement of his feet became hesitant, as if he had been controlled by something, and he could not lift or put it down.

Zhao Yan was not in a hurry, still staring at the eyes of the little guy, and walked forward step by step with a very aggressive momentum.

The rest of the diners in the restaurant saw the stiff and hesitant movements of the little guy, and began to laugh again, in their eyes, there is no difference between the little guy and Zhao Yan, if there is a difference, the two of them are nothing more than a little guy with no status and a poor man with no status.

"Come on, what are you afraid of? If something happens, your boss will take care of it!"

"An inferior person is an inferior person, so many people support you, you are even afraid of someone who asks for food, waste!"

"Humiliate him well! Otherwise, you kid will sleep with the old sow tonight! Two dogs!"

Exploding insults from diners.

The little guy seemed to have been blessed with combat strength, and was no longer so afraid of Zhao Yan, and took out the strength to humiliate Zhao Yan before: "Dog thing! Dog thing! You are just a damn dog thing on the street! You dare to stare at me sideways? Lao Tzu let you know what the consequences are!"

The more the little guy talked, the more energetic he became, especially Zhao Yan didn't reply, which further boosted the little guy's confidence, raised his foot and stomped on the meat block, until the meat piece was trampled into meat puree, he stopped his movements, and let out a very proud laugh: "Hahaha! Dogs, come and eat your meal!"

Zhao Yan snorted, the corners of his mouth hooked an arc, and he walked less than two steps away from the little guy, and a pair of eyes stared straight at the little guy.

"Go pick up something to eat...... What are you watching me do?", Xiao Yan's face still maintained an arrogant appearance, but he gradually did not dare to continue to look at Zhao Yan's extremely cruel eyes, and his voice became a little quieter: "Look at me again, be careful that I punch you to death!"

Zhao Yan smiled and reached into his belt.

The little guy trembled in fright, his hands involuntarily blocked his head, and his footsteps shrank violently towards the counter, waiting for Zhao Yan to beat, but he heard laughter in the restaurant, so he parted his hands and looked at Zhao Yan.

Ding Ding Dong. Zhao Yan took out five chalcedony from his belt and threw them on the counter of the restaurant, then turned his head and smiled at the little guy: "Serve me the best wine and food." ”

The little guy looked at Zhao Yan in a daze, then lowered his head slightly, losing the courage to look at Zhao Yan, he felt a breath in his chest, he couldn't spit it out and couldn't swallow it, it looked extremely uncomfortable, especially the smile that Zhao Yan had just revealed, he thought that he would not be able to get rid of it before falling asleep in his life.

In the Dayuan tribe, the one who has money and status is the uncle, no matter what kind of character you are from, it seems very equal.

There was also an uproar in the restaurant, but I didn't expect Zhao Yan, who was the object of ridicule just now, to become a richer character than them in a blink of an eye, which made them very unhappy with these characters who consciously became superior, especially they couldn't stand this reversal plot, and their faces turned red one by one, thinking about how to provoke Zhao Yan.