The City’s Invincible Soldier King Chapter 618: Life like a dream and illusion
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"Drag out."
Nie Xinghua's icy voice made Zhao Tiancheng shiver uncontrollably. He hurriedly pulled Li Dongsheng's hair and dragged the true grandson out of the restaurant.
"Lin'er, why are you?..." Zhou Yanyan asked with a worried expression on her face.
Long Lin asked seriously, "Mom, can't you hear that person's voice?"
Zhou Yanyan asked with a confused look, "Do I know him?"
"Mom, think about it."
"It's him." Zhou Yanyan suddenly realized, but she couldn't help but said with a worried face, "Lin'er, what if he knows that you have retired?"
When the little rich woman Yu Jiaojiao came to her door to bully Zhou Yanyan, Long Lin called Nie Xinghua, but in order not to worry Zhou Yanyan, Long Lin had to lie that he had taken a large number of soldiers to clean up Nie Xinghua.
For this matter, forget it once it has passed.
Recalling the old things, Zhou Yanyan couldn't help but feel the same worry, lest Nie Xinghua knew that Longlin had retired, and instead retaliated against Longlin.
Zhou Yanyan is just an elementary school teacher. Like most ordinary people, she has an instinctive fear of blackness. This is normal.
"Mom, don't worry, many of my comrades in arms have already transferred to Yanjing. If you really want to do anything, you can do it with a phone call."
"That's good." Zhou Yanyan confessed seriously, "Lin'er, you must stay away from these people as much as possible in the future, you know?"
"I see, mom."
Long Lin didn't bother to ask about Li Dongsheng anymore.
Unless Nie Xinghua suddenly sees through Hongchen and concentrates on the Buddha, Nie Xinghua will have to cut a few of them alive.
"Little brother, thank you so much." The lady boss took the red wine and walked into the private room.
"It's easy to do it, you are welcome."
"For you, it's just a small effort, but for me and my children, it's a great grace." The lady boss raised the red wine and said sincerely, "Don't say thank you too much. No matter when the little brother will Come over to eat, it’s counted on the head."
Long Lin lifted the tea cup, smiled and said, "You can't drink while driving. I will use tea instead of wine."
Zhou Yanyan was originally a bodhisattva, but she was still a person who came here. She knew the difficulty of a woman carrying a child alone. Soon, Zhou Yanyan, who was suffering from the same illness, had a happily chatting with the boss’s wife, and finally stopped talking about Luo Yuhe Long Lin's marriage.
When the chat started, the lady boss also called the child into the private room.
A two-year-old cute little loli.
Raising children, Long Lin and Luo Yu couldn't put their mouths in, so they just took the little Lolita to play happily in the restaurant.
Zhou Yanyan and the proprietress have become very familiar for a long time, like a girlfriend who has been away for many years, but the little Lolita quickly got tired of playing and fell asleep in the arms of the dragon scale.
Long Lin simply sat on the window seat with her little Lolita, waiting patiently for the third elders, but a pee from the little Lolita made Long Lin had to stand up helplessly and pushed open the private room door.
"Boss, the child is peeing."
Long Lin smiled and handed the little Lolita back to the proprietress, not minding the wet clothes.
"Sorry, if the little brother doesn't dislike it, just go to my room with me and simply deal with the clothes."
"I can go home and change it." Dragon Scale took out the tissue and briefly wiped the urine stains on his clothes, and said seriously.
The boss's wife said sternly, "How can it be done? Little brother does not think I am a widow, afraid of people gossiping?"
"I didn't mean that."
Zhou Yanyan took the initiative to say, "Lin'er, you can go with the older girl, and you can wipe your clothes."
Long Lin followed the lady boss and strode out of the private room.
The proprietress opened the small house next to the bathroom, which looked like a utility room, and inside it was a very delicate female bedroom.
Looking up, you can see the women's underwear on the coat rack, and the good smell of powdery powder comes out of the room.
The Widow’s Boudoir!
For the erotic, this is undoubtedly an imaginative environment.
"Boss, I won't go in." Long Lin stood at the door and said seriously.
The lady boss glanced at Longlin and said angrily, "Isn't the little brother afraid that your beautiful young daughter-in-law is jealous?"
"Luo Yu won't be so stingy, but there are so many people here, I'm afraid someone will see it and will talk gossip about the boss."
"Brother, it's not good to open your eyes and talk nonsense. It's empty here, where is anyone?" The lady boss said with a smile, and there was an obvious provocation in the words.
"It's not early, we should go home."
Looking at the dragon scales who turned away, the charming smile on the face of the proprietress quietly receded, bursting into a sharp breath.
Master!
The dragon scales turned around abruptly and asked in a cold voice, "What do you want?"
"A description of the room, dare you?" The lady boss said slowly, staring at the dragon scales.
"It’s not that I don’t dare, it’s not necessary." Long Lin stared at the boss’s wife and slowly said, "It’s hard to tell friends and enemies when we meet for the first time. I don’t need to venture into a room that may be full of murderous intent. Besides, because my family is here, it is even more impossible for me to enter the game rashly and put my family at risk."
"Famous is not as good as meeting, tyrants are extraordinary people."
Dragon Scale asked in confusion, "Tyrant?"
"Warrior's Union in the First World War, the tyrant's name is already known as the martial artist's world." The boss said seriously, "This is the title of the river and lake that you won in the first battle. He was able to successfully kill the famous wind-splashing knife Zhu Bayi at the pinnacle of the Xuan-level, a tyrant, worthy of the name."
Long Lin stared at the lady boss, and asked in a cold voice, "Who are you anyway?"
"Me?" The lady boss said with a sigh, "Xianhu Shura Blood Knife, Tantai Thirteen."
Good fellow.
Although Dragon Scale rarely set foot in the arena before retiring, the name of Shura Blood Sword is no stranger.
Shura's blood knife, the knife bleeds into a river.
This bloodthirsty lunatic was once on the shadow's kill list, but later, he was transferred to Yanhuang to deal with it.
The reason is simple. This lunatic once slaughtered a border town overnight.
People will die, no chickens or dogs will stay.
"How did he die?" Long Lin couldn't help asking.
"Self-decision."
"Being Yanhuang b has nowhere to go?"
"No." The proprietress said with a wry smile, "He was not a bloodthirsty person. He was only swayed by the murderous nature of the Shura blood knife. He committed so many murders. Therefore, after slaughtering the town, he Decisively waved a knife to judge himself, so as not to commit countless murders again."
Long Lin nodded and asked, "Then what can you do if you are looking for me?"
"The last wish of the husband, Shura Six Dao and even Gao Jue Xue, must not be lost. I just opened this restaurant to watch the various aspects of life, especially the character after drinking, and see if I can find a suitable heir for Shura Liu Dao. Complete the last wish of the husband."
This coincidence is nothing short of bloody.
But the boss's words are not unreasonable.
Drinking is indeed a great opportunity to look at your character, and opening a restaurant can indeed see the various aspects of life.
"Do you think I am a suitable introduction for Shura Six Swords?" Dragon Scale said earnestly, "My murderous nature is not light."
"The tyrant is full of anger and blood. Your murderousness is indeed not light, but from your attitude towards An'an and your family, it is not difficult to see that you are a kind, affectionate and sexual person. This is the best choice for practicing Shura Six Swords."
"What do you mean?"
"Sura six knives, to prove the way by killing, blindly kindness, will never be able to practice Shura six knives, but not enough good will, but will be influenced by the killing intent, and become a killing machine, therefore, only dare to kill. Only those who are not bloodthirsty can control Shura Six Swords."
The words of the lady boss reminded Dragon Scale of the Dance of the Undead.
The terrible appearance of Liu Puppy when he was killed by the intent to kill makes his scalp numb even thinking about it.
The lady boss took out a booklet, waved it, and threw it to the dragon scale.
Good subtle control ability.
Looking at the pamphlet that was not fast and slow, and seemed to be transported by the crawler smoothly, Long Lin couldn't help but sighed in silence.
"There is nothing wrong with the knife, and everyone is at fault." The lady boss looked at Dragon Scale and said seriously, "The tyrant decides whether to practice or not. I only have one request. This knife is too killing, so don't let it go. "
"Good."
The dragon scales were not verbose, took the booklet, and put it in his pocket.
Life is like a dream.
The sudden change made the dragon scales feel ridiculous.