Zeng Yingjun said: "You only have a quarter of an hour." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 After speaking, he waved his hand, volleyed two stools, sat down on one by himself, and turned back to greet Xiaolan and her grandfather.

This time, I found that Xiaolan's grandfather and grandson's eyes were dull, and their jaws were about to fall to the ground. Zeng Yingjun said with a smile: "What are your expressions? Come and sit down! Wait a while, if you don't see the money, I'll let you see the burning of the living." ”

So, Luo Xiaolan and her grandfather sat on the stool next to Zeng Yingjun with some restraint.

When Deacon Feng heard this, his face changed, and he looked at Ouyang Protector with an ugly face, and his heart was shocked and angry. This Ouyang Protector is one of the twelve protectors of the Tianzun Sect, an old top master, who was actually seriously injured by this middle-aged man who looked to be in his thirties. Of course, if he saw Zeng Yingjun's true face and knew that Zeng Yingjun was less than twenty, he would probably be shocked.

At this time, Deacon Feng had already regarded Zeng Yingjun as a grandmaster-level master, and he didn't even dare to say a cruel word.

"There's also a cup of tea!" Zeng Yingjun reminded with kindness. In fact, it is a threat, Deacon Feng knows it, but he has to bow his head under the low eaves!

"That's it, this hero, we have recorded today's events in the Tianzun Sect. After speaking, he reached into his arms, took out a stack of silver tickets, counted out 100,000 taels, and handed it to Zeng Yingjun with a painful face.

Zeng Yingjun counted the silver tickets carefully, and then said with satisfaction: "Yes, it seems that your Tianzun Sect is really rich." Hey, you threatened me again just now, and my little heart was frightened........"

'Poof' Deacon Feng knelt down directly, crying and said: "Hero, don't ask me to compensate, just this 100,000 taels, I estimate that I will lose half my life, if you, you are asking for it, I will really die!"

Seeing this, Zeng Yingjun had no choice but to say: "Forget it, I will suffer a loss, and I won't worry about you." Grandpa, sister, let's go. After speaking, he took his grandfather and grandson out of the restaurant.

Zeng Yingjun could feel at least ten hateful eyes staring at him behind him, and he himself was not afraid. It's just that this grandfather and grandson are afraid that they will be implicated, what should they do? Zeng Yingjun recognized Xiaolan as his sister, of course, just to let them accept the money he gave him with peace of mind, and I believe the old man also understands in his heart.

It's just that she didn't go far, Xiaolan hugged Zeng Yingjun's arm and said, "Brother Zeng, you are so powerful! So many people were knocked down by you with three punches and two kicks." Brother Zeng, I—Do I want to learn martial arts?"

Zeng Yingjun thought for a while and said, "You are a little older, and generally the best age to learn martial arts is to start." Seeing that Xiaolan's eyes began to dim, Zeng Yingjun hurriedly said: "But I can teach you, whether you learn well or not depends on yourself." ”

"Really?" Xiaolan immediately became excited: "Great! If I am as powerful as Brother Zeng, I must punish the evil and kill all these bad people!"

Zeng Yingjun smiled and said, "Then I will call you Luo Nuxia from now on." ”

Luo Xiaolan blushed and said embarrassedly: "Brother Zeng, you make fun of me!"

As he was walking, Zeng Yingjun suddenly saw a large compound facing the street, which read: "Fuwei Dart Bureau"

Zeng Yingjun's heart moved, he just didn't know how to arrange the two grandfathers and grandsons, so it was better to let the Fuwei Dart Bureau send them to Kaizhou City.

Thinking of this, Zeng Yingjun directly called the grandfather and grandson and took the two of them to the Fuwei Dart Bureau.

Several big men at the gate of the dart game, all of them have the strength of second-rate martial artists, and when they saw Zeng Yingjun and the three of them coming, one of the big men asked, "Do the three of you want to hold the dart?"

Zeng Yingjun took out the token that Zhao Gang gave him at the beginning, and when several big men saw it, their faces immediately changed, and then they said respectfully: "It turned out to be Elder Keqing!

Zeng Yingjun was stunned for a moment, this is Elder Keqing's token? Zhao Gang didn't tell himself! But since he received this token, he had to trouble the Fuwei Dart Bureau, and it was okay to be this Elder Keqing. Thinking of this, Zeng Yingjun took the old man and Luo Xiaolan to follow.

After a few people entered the hospital, the big man who led the way took a few people to the living room, and then arranged for someone to serve tea. Then he confessed his guilt and went to the back room to report.

After a while, a bearded man about fifty years old walked out, glanced at the three of them, and then walked up to Zeng Yingjun and asked, "This little brother, where did this token come from?"

Zeng Yingjun said: "This was given to me by Brother Zhao Gang and Zhao a few months ago. I just took it out and found out that this token also represents the guest elders of the Fuwei Dart Bureau. ”

Luo Beard said with a little hesitation: "I am the dart head here, my name is Zhao Mingfan, and Zhao Gang is my nephew." This brother, may I ask your name?"

"Zeng Yingjun. Zeng Yingjun did not hide it. After speaking, he saw Xiaolan's strange expression, knowing that the little girl wanted to laugh when she heard her name, but Zeng Yingjun was also used to it.

"The way you describe it to my nephew..... Belch..... There is a bit of a difference. According to my nephew, that Zeng Shaoxia is no more than twenty .......years old, "Zhao Mingfan was afraid of offending Zeng Yingjun, after all, Zeng Yingjun came with the Keqing Elder Token.

Zeng Yingjun knew that if he couldn't convince this old guy, he would definitely not take care of Xiaolan and her grandfather wholeheartedly. So Zeng Yingjun took out a medicine and smeared the ointment on his face under the surprised gaze of several people. After a while, he took off a human skin mask. Then his facial muscles squirmed, and he took on the appearance of a teenager no more than twenty years old.

Zeng Yingjun looked at the surprised few people, and said slowly: "Zhao Darttou, can you believe it now?"

"Uh.... Believe, believe....." Zhao Mingfan's heart made waves, this Zeng Yingjun did look no more than twenty years old. It's just that Zhao Gang said that Zeng Yingjun should be a first-class martial artist, but Zhao Mingfan knew that Zeng Yingjun was also a top master, a top master who was less than twenty years old!

Even Luo Xiaolan and the old man were so shocked that they couldn't keep their mouths together, just now they saw that Zeng Yingjun single-handedly knocked down a group of masters of the Tianzun Sect, and also extorted 100,000 taels of silver. I didn't expect Zeng Yingjun to be so young, especially Luo Xiaolan, who admired Zeng Yingjun very much.

Zeng Yingjun said: "Actually, this time, I have something to ask for. ”

Zhao Mingfan hurriedly said: "Zeng Shaoxia is the guest elder of our Fuwei Dart Bureau, if you have something, just give orders, what to ask for or not!"

"In this case, then I'll say it directly!" Zeng Yingjun was also polite, pointing at Luo Xiaolan and the old man and said: "These two people are quite close to me, and I already recognize this girl as my sister." I hope you can take them out of Mozhou safely and go to Kaizhou City to find my beggar gang leader, and he will settle them down. ”

"That's fine. Zhao Mingsheng readily agreed: "Zeng Shaoxia rest assured, as long as we have one person alive, we won't let them have any mistakes." ”

Zeng Yingjun was very satisfied, so he took out 10,000 taels of the silver ticket he had just arrived, handed it to Zhao Mingsheng and said, "This is to give you a little heart, I hope you don't refuse." ”

"No, no! Zeng Shaoxia is the guest elder of our Fuwei Dart Bureau, how can I ask for your money? Get it back quickly. Zhao Mingsheng waved his hand and said.