"Who is this young hero?"

"I have met the Gun Immortal. I am Zhang Liang. He is currently a businessman. This is my business card."

With a 'swish' sound, the business card flew out quickly.

"By the way, this is one of the items I sell. If Gun Fairy thinks it's good, you are welcome to repurchase it at any time."

After saying that, the jade pendant that had just been sold to Sikong Qianluo was given to Sikong Changfeng by Zhang Liang.

"Oh, what is this?"

"Dad, don't believe him, he is just a scoundrel."

Seeing this, Sikong Qianluo stopped hiding.

He stepped forward to talk about Zhang Liang's problem.

"Young disciple," Sikong Changfeng glanced at Zhang Liang, and then continued to ask:

"Did he bully you?"

Instantly, Zhang Liang's pressure increased greatly.

Especially the invisible gun intention, which locked onto him tightly.

At this time, if Sikong Qianluo said something wrong.

Zhang Liang was afraid that he would be seriously injured even if he didn't die.

There is no way, the martial arts realm in this world does not value internal strength.

In other words, internal strength is not that important.

Otherwise, wouldn’t it be true that people who live longer have deeper inner strength?

The reality is that a large number of people cannot even cross the threshold of the ninth level.

Not to mention anything else.

This world is very similar to Fengyun, it mainly depends on talent, understanding and state of mind.

If you have enough talent and understanding, like Xiao Se, you can reach the realm of freedom at the age of seventeen.

Mo Yi is even more outrageous. He cultivated to the realm of Xiaoyao Tian at the age of nine.

So, don’t look at Zhang Liang’s internal strength.

But I really can’t defeat Sikong Changfeng.

If it weren't for the perfect Lingbo Weibu, I wouldn't even be able to run.

Because, Xiaoyao Tianjing has begun to completely use the power of heaven and earth to fight.

At this moment, Zhang Liang was surrounded by invisible gun intent.

…

"That's not true. I was chasing him just now!"

As soon as Sikong Qianluo's words came out, Zhang Liang felt the pressure disappearing.

"However," the gunfire increased again.

Zhang Liang: "..."

Can you speak without gasping?

"This thing he wants to sell to daddy is a pornographic song."

"oh?"

Seeing this, Zhang Liang could only say with gunfire:

"Senior Gun Immortal, I changed it based on the shooting execution of a senior gunman named Han Xin. If you don't believe me, please listen to it first."

After looking at Zhang Liang, Sikong Changfeng pressed the button.

"I was born in a heavy snow, and I have been fighting to survive since I was a child..."

Sikong Qianluo grabbed the jade pendant and stopped talking: "Wait a minute, this is not what you gave me just now."

"The following is the same, but I'm giving you the one without the previous instructions."

"Qianluo, don't be so irritable. Listen first and then speak."

"Dad, you..."

Sikong Qianluo was puzzled.

"Okay, let's listen first and then talk."

"I was born in a heavy snow, and I have been fighting to survive since I was a child.

When I was three years old, I started practicing with guns. As soon as I got started with the gun, I became one with the gun.

At five years old...

When I was nine years old, I...

The first shot, looks...

The thirteenth shot, my fate is up to me!"

"Good song, little brother, how much does this song cost?"

"Dad, you..."

"Qianluo, you made the wrong mistake.

This is a shooting, not a love song."

It can be seen that Sikong Changfeng is very satisfied with this song.

"No, I mean, Dad, can you come down and talk? We are so tired with our heads raised like this."

"Ah, oh!"

Instantly, the atmosphere relaxed.

"Senior Gun Immortal, I will give this song to Miss Sikong. It can also be regarded as an apology for Miss Sikong."

"Um?"

In an instant, the familiar gunfire struck again.

this……

Where did I say something wrong?

Zhang Liang was a little confused.

Suddenly, I saw Sikong Changfeng's jealous eyes.

Zhang Liangming understands, my daughter is a slave!

"Well, Senior Gunxian, I always use secret books as trading currency when doing business."

"Oh, how many secret books are there for this song?"

The gunfire dissipated and the pressure dropped sharply.

"Forget it, this copy of "Wind Chaser" is the price of buying your song."

Saying that, Sikong Changfeng threw over a secret book.

"Thank you very much, Spear Immortal. That junior will be disrespectful."

After taking the secret book, Zhang Liang stepped aside.

"Hoo~"

Subconsciously, I let out a breath and breathed a sigh of relief.

"How does it feel?"

"fine."

"It's okay."

Seeing that Zhang Liang's expression remained as usual, Xiao Se nodded and said nothing more.

To be honest, this is a bit unexpected.

Don't look at the video in which Sikong Changfeng is very kind, and even a bit funny and responsible.

But those present before were all acquaintances, even children of aristocratic families.

Wu Zen, who has the lowest status, is the future abbot of Hanshui Temple.

And now, there is another Zhang Liang.

A businessman of unknown origin is also related to his daughter.

Of course I won't be polite.
To be continued...