The City of Terror Chapter 555: 、 The plot of dog blood
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The hotel ’s vegetarian dishes were just delivered, Wei Xiaobei signed the order, and then Shi Yongping arrived, followed by that Shi Yanzhen.
But Shi Yongping didn't let Shi Yanzhen follow him, and sent the apprentice away with a few words.
Seeing this scene, Wei Xiaobei believed some of the previous wild speculation.
This is the posture of secret talk.
Of course, even if Shi Yongping does not drive Shi Yanzhen away, Wei Xiaobei must remind the other party. After all, this matter in the gray world cannot be spread everywhere.
Since the two sides sat down, Wei Xiaobei served a guest from afar, greeted Shi Yongping for food.
"Come on, Master, this winter melon meat is well done, it really looks like meat."
Wei Xiaobei used a male chopstick to sandwich a piece of wax gourd made of fat into Shi Yongping's bowl.
Shi Yongping still has some thoughts about eating at this time, and smiled slightly: "We do n’t need to do this. The hotel is a partnership between Shaolin layman disciple[s] and Shaolin Temple. The masters of Suxian are borrowed from Shaolin Temple. If Wei Shi is interested, next time Lao Gang will be the host, please give him a good meal. "
Speaking of this, Shi Yongping turned out to be the same as the warm water before. He stared at Wei Xiaobei and asked, "I don't know if Wei Shi entered the ashes this time. Did you see my inferior?"
"The bad guy? The bad guy did not see it, but the monk saw one."
Wei Xiaobei took out a string of Buddhist beads in his right hand and played with them, but let Shi Yongping's eyes light up, and then grabbed the beads from Wei Xiaobei's hand.
"Buddha beads of Shi Yankun!"
Speaking, then Shi Yongping turned over the beads and immediately affirmed.
It turned out that each of the beads of Buddha had a Kun character engraved on it.
Since the name of Shi Yankun has been linked, there is no need to say more.
"How is Shi Yankun?"
After confirming the bead, Shi Yongping hurriedly turned his head to look at Wei Xiaobei, with eagerness in his eyes.
Regarding Shi Yongping ’s eagerness, Wei Xiaobei was not in a hurry. He sandwiched himself with chopsticks and started to eat slowly.
"Let ’s talk, what are the conditions."
This Shi Yongping is also a mature person. After the first hurry, he looked relaxed and looked at Wei Xiaobei and asked.
Of course, Wei Xiaobei also saw Shi Yongping's clenched fists secretly.
This did not happen to Wei Xiaobei. This old monk, Shi Yongping, would bite when he was in a hurry!
You ca n’t lift your appetite too high, otherwise it will be troublesome if the line is broken.
Thinking about this, Wei Xiaobei put down the chopsticks and asked quite curiously: "Master, what is relationship that Shi Yankun and you are? Worthy of your elderly being so nervous?"
"He is ... my apprentice."
Shi Yongping glared at Wei Xiaobei fiercely, but what he said was a bit hesitant.
"Swear with Buddha?"
Wei Xiaobei laughed.
Although Wei Xiaobei is a man, he also has the heart of a trace gossip. After all, it is exciting to be able to know the secret things of Shi Yongping.
"Buddha swear?"
Shi Yongping ’s eyes were fixed on Wei Xiaobei, with no expression on his face, as if to say something unrelated to himself.
To be honest, when seeing Shi Yongping look like this, Wei Xiaobei secretly guarded against luck.
Wei Xiaobei has experience. Old people of this age tend to pay attention to a city, but when they are expressionless, they are usually the most angry.
Of course, there are also angry and laughing people.
But Shi Yongping should be the former.
"Well, there is no relationship to say, Shi Yankun is the only son of Lao Qin."
Just when Wei Xiaobei was on alert, Shi Yongping dropped a big bomb on Wei Xiaobei's head.
"What? Is Shi Yankun your only child?"
Wei Xiaobei was surprised, but his heart was colorful.
Wei Xiaobei had guessed this possibility, but Wei Xiaobei thought it was impossible, because then Shi Yankun explored the past by himself, which was inconsistent with Shi Yongping's blood.
That is to say, the two have no blood relationship.
But hearing Shi Yongping say this, Wei Xiaobei thinks of two possibilities.
First, after the demonization of Shiyankun, the blood breath may change.
Second, Shi Yankun is not Shi Yongping's biological son, or is the adopted son, or the child of the next king.
Of course, what is going on between Shi Yankun and Shi Yongping, and Wei Xiaobei has no deep plans.
After all, Shi Yankun is already in his hands.
"Shi Yankun is dead, died in the hands of greedy Succubus Raga!"
Wei Xiaobei didn't hide anymore, and immediately transferred Shi Yankun's bad news to Shi Yongping.
Of course, there has also been some artistic processing.
Although Shi Yankun really died in the hands of Wei Xiaobei, in Wei Xiaobei ’s opinion, from the beginning of demonization, Shi Yankun is no longer Shi Yankun, let alone that Shi Yankun After the transformation, that is the witch controll(ed)'s toy, he killed the other party and undoubtedly released the other party.
Of course, if such words are spoken directly, I am afraid that Shi Yongping will immediately turn his face.
While Wei Xiaobei is not afraid of Shi Yongping, but for no reason has given himself an enemy for no reason, Wei Xiaobei is really stupid.
"Dead?"
There is no doubt that the bomb released by Wei Xiaobei is more powerful than Shi Yongping.
Although Shi Yongping probably guessed it, it is obviously a bit unacceptable, his eyes are red, staring at Wei Xiaobei, and staring at Wei Xiaobei a little creepy.
This guy knows that he killed Shi Yankun himself?
Isn't it possible?
Do n’t see him possessing this ability?
It's really true that you don't do bad things and don't be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door.
Okay, Wei Xiaobei did n’t do anything bad, but he always felt weird.
When Wei Xiaobei was suspicious of the gods, Shi Yongping slapped on the table with a slap.
As a Martial Arts guru, and maybe even a Martial Arts guru, it is not necessary to elaborate on the strength of Shi Yongping's full strength.
In short, Su Xi, who was eaten by Wei Xiaobei, flew all over the sky instantly, and those plates sputtered out like hidden weapon.
Wei Xiaobei only had time to avoid the plates that were shot at him. As for the plates and soup that were shot towards the walls, beds, etc., he did n’t care.
In addition to being too strenuous, this is not his own home. After the old monk went viral, compensation was his own business. Wei Xiaobei felt that he did not need to intervene.
Well, of course, this time, it also caused a lot of disasters. The first is that the chandelier in the room downstairs was directly shocked off two. Fortunately, no injuries were caused, but the guests were also scared to death.
When the waiter and the security guard rushed over to check the situation, they only saw the door open. After an old monk came out, he turned and sang a Buddha number towards the person inside the door: "Amitabha, Lord Wei, since you are not willing As an instructor of the monk regiment, Lao Guan will no longer demand. As for the security guard Corporation recruitment, Lao is now confused, let Shi Yanzhen talk to you. "
After speaking, the old monk turned and left.
The security guard wanted to stop the old monk. Fortunately, the manager of the security department arrived at this time. When he saw the several security guards attempting to stretch his claws at the old monk, he was so scared that he almost flew out. The kick kicked the security guard away, as if a pug was leaning against the old monk with a smile on his face: "Senior Uncle ancestor, what do you always command?"
"Amitabha, the donor knows Lao Qin?"
The old monk was a little surprised. He looked at the security manager, but his face was not good-looking. If he changed to who he was, he would not be in a good mood at this time.
"disciple[s] is a layman disciple[s], Master is Yanxin Master."
The security manager replied in a hurry, still wondering if the old monk saw that he was upset, or if the security guards had offended his old man.
"Your Kung Fu is doing well."
In front of outsiders, even if Shi Yongping felt uncomfortable, he didn't take the idea of outsiders sulking, patted the security manager's shoulder, nodded kindly, and then pointed to the room of Xiaowei Bei. There are dignitaries in the temple, you must not be neglected, all the expenses are hung in the temple, can you understand? "
To say this kind of thing, it should naturally not be managed by a security manager, how to say it is also a client manager.
But the security manager knows, what is their identity?
Head of Shaolin Bodhidharma Hall! Brother abbot! Even the hotel owner must call this old monk Senior Uncle ancestor, not to mention that half of the shares in this hotel belong to Shaolin Temple.
In short, since Shi Yongping proposed this matter, then even if he posted the money, he had to do it well, not to mention the need to post the money for this kind of thing?
Just kidding!
"Senior Uncle ancestors advised that disciple[s] will naturally remember to take care of your guests!"
The security manager patted his chest and replied firmly.
"Well, great."
Shi Yongping is full of grief now. It's pretty good to remember to say hello.
After all, Wei Xiaobei is a great grandmaster who was not born. Even if Shi Yongping hurt himself, he would not dare to offend each other easily.
Shi Yongping turned around and left. Many security guards and waiters watched the master away with a respectful look.
No one is a fool. Just looking at the security manager ’s actions and talking with them, everyone knows what the old monk looks like.
Shaolin monk!
Since this hotel is not far from Songshan, and the owner is Shaolin layman disciple[s], the people in this hotel are more or less a bit of a Buddha's heart. Well, those call girls are not in this range.
Therefore, after understanding Shi Yongping's identity, he is naturally admired.
"Waiter, come in and clean up."
Just as everyone ’s eyes were just retracted from the disappearing back, they heard a man coming out of the room door, beckoning and begging.
Well, this is what the monk said to be a noble guest?
The people present have different identities, and their eyes and thoughts on Wei Xiaobei are also different.
The young and beautiful waiters looked at this distinguished guest who was very handsome, and knew that it was a distinguished guest. He directly labeled the other party with labels such as young age, power, and so on. Bring the a trace silk admiration consciously.
We heard Wei Xiaobei say this, and eight waiters scrambled to follow Wei Xiaobei into the room. (To be continued.)