On the broad avenue, a man with a fat head and big ears, covered in oil, staggered over, with a piece of dog grass in his mouth.
"What a bullshit transit star. I went shopping from No. 1 to No. 999, but I didn't see anything that could make my heart beat. It's such a waste of my expression." The fat man looked at the vendors on the surrounding stalls with a look of disgust.
The baby kept shaking his head.
"Look, look, look, what is this? Are you embarrassed to show it out? Why don't you go home and farm." The fat man walked to a stall, picked up a high-grade spiritual weapon, and weighed it.
Discarded directly.
"You've gone too far." The owner of the stall said angrily. Before he could pick up the high-grade spiritual weapon, a palm struck him.
"Wow!" The stall owner spat out a mouthful of blood, and his body hit the house behind him, making him unconscious.
"A humble ant, a mere third-level half-immortal, dares to talk to our young master like this. This is a small lesson. Next time you see our young master, you'd better stay away." A strong fifth-level half-immortal opened the way for the fat man.
The reporter said coldly.
As for the fat man, it was as if nothing had happened. Along the way, he had played with the treasures on every stall, and discarded all the things he didn't like on the ground. And there was the first stall owner.
Learning from the past, although the owner of the stall behind looked dissatisfied, he did not dare to complain.
The fat man continued to wander and walked towards Qin Lang.
Qin Lang remembered what Huang Erdan had said to him, and when he saw the fat man coming, he quietly retreated to a group and stood next to a stall.
Qin Lang glanced accidentally and saw a dark object on the pavement that caught Qin Lang's attention. The object looked like a piece of broken copper, as if it were a fragment of something, and there was nothing strange about it.
Although he couldn't see any clues, Qin Lang couldn't look away, because when he saw the fragment, a golden light suddenly flashed in his mind, and a huge and font slowly emerged.
Above the sea of consciousness, it is arranged in a pin shape with the characters "formation" and "bing".
"I must get this thing." A look of surprise appeared on Qin Lang's face, and he reached out to grab the black fragment, but his eyes suddenly blurred, and the fragment disappeared.
Qin Lang looked again and saw that the black fragment was actually held by the arrogant fat man.
"This thing..." The fat man weighed the fragments, looked up at a frightened man behind the paving, and asked: "Are you the owner of the paving?"
"No, I'm not." The man said tremblingly with his feet trembling. He thought the fat man was disgusted again, so he refused to admit it. After saying this, he turned around and ran away quickly.
"Oh, then you are the owner of the stall?" The fat man tilted his head, looked at Qin Lang who was standing next to the stall, and asked slowly.
Qin Lang hadn't reacted yet. He wanted to reach out and snatch the pieces from the fat man's hand. However, the old guys beside the fat man were so powerful that Qin Lang could only stare.
"It seems that you are the owner of the stall." The fat man nodded self-righteously, holding the fragment in his hand, and said leisurely: "Make a price, I want this thing."
Qin Lang was slightly stunned. For a long time, the fat man thought that he was the owner of the stall. No matter what, he must get this fragment.
"Not for sale!" Qin Lang opened his mouth and said two words in a daze.
"What?" The fat man was stunned by Qin Lang's words as if he had been struck by lightning.
"I said, this thing is not for sale." Qin Lang took advantage of the fat man's daze, stretched out his hand, picked up the black fragment in his hand, and slowly prepared to put it in his arms.
"Stop! Put it down!" The fat man suddenly shouted loudly, stretching out a fat finger and pointing at Qin Lang's hand holding the fragment.
"What for? This is mine." Qin Lang looked at the fat man in surprise, but still slowly put his hand into his arms.
"I told you to put it down. I don't care who you belong to. Whatever I like is mine." The fat man started to grab Qin Lang's hand with one hand and reached in with the other.
Qin Lang's arms.
"Holy shit, you damn fat man, are you acting like a gangster? Let me go, let me go." Qin Lang felt his chest being rubbed back and forth by a fat pig's hoof, and he suddenly felt sick.
"Fart, I don't have that hobby. Give me that thing quickly, otherwise, I want you to die beautifully." The fat man grabbed Qin Lang's hand with all his strength, scratching it back and forth in his arms, trying to
Grab the black fragment.
"Your sister, you said you don't have that hobby? Where are you touching your hands? You are such a pervert. Help, help, you are acting like a hooligan in broad daylight." Qin Lang shouted loudly.
"Shut up! Shut up!" The fat man retracted his hand and jumped to the side, pointing at Qin Lang angrily.
"Be brave and see if I don't cripple you." The fifth-level semi-immortal strongman who opened the way rolled up his sleeves and was about to deal with Qin Lang, but was stopped by the fat man.
"Stop, if you take action, then the reputation of my Master Biyu will be completely ruined. In less than half an hour, the entire Sky Blue Nebula will know that I, Master Biyu, molested a man in broad daylight, and then ordered his men to kill and silence him after the matter was exposed."
Young Master Biyu shouted loudly.
"I, Mr. Biyu, am a straight man, how could I do such obscene things to men?" Mr. Biyu deliberately amplified his voice to let everyone hear his words.
"What a joke. Everyone can see clearly that you were touching my chest and trying to steal my things." Qin Lang's voice roared louder than Master Biyu.
"Nonsense, why did I touch you? What do you mean by robbery? Didn't I tell you that I want you to give me a price, and I want to buy it." Mr. Biyu defended.
"If you want to buy, I have to sell? Not only did you molest me, but you also robbed me of my things. You, you, are you a robber who robs both wealth and sex?" Qin Lang roared loudly.
"How dare you insult Young Master Biyu, damn it." Young Master Biyu's subordinates roared angrily, and surrounded him, trying to deal with Qin Lang, but Young Master Biyu stopped him again.
"Stop! I, Master Biyu, have always convinced people with my virtue, but I don't believe that I can't cure you." Master Biyu stopped all his men, gritted his teeth, walked to Qin Lang, and said righteously.
"Okay, I want to see how you confuse right and wrong. With so many people watching, you can let your men kill me. They are so powerful, I will definitely not be able to resist. But if you want to molest me, I
No matter what, I will fight you tooth and nail." Qin Lang said sadly and angrily.
"Damn! How many times do you want me to tell you, I didn't molest you, I just want to buy your things." Mr. Biyu roared angrily.
"Then how many times do you want me to say it? I won't sell it!" Qin Lang also saw that Young Master Biyu cares about his reputation very much, so Qin Lang doesn't have to worry about anything now. Young Master Biyu will never let his men do anything. of.
"Why don't you sell it? Why don't you sell it? How dare you not sell it to me for what I like." Mr. Biyu said fiercely.
"It was nothing at first, but you liked it, I made a price, and you bought it. It's not a big deal." Qin Lang said.
"Yes, yes, this is no big deal, it's such a normal thing." Master Biyu nodded and said.
"But you shouldn't molest me. I'm a man, and you actually touch me? Why should I sell you things if you treat me like this? I even suspect that you are coveting my beauty to buy He took the opportunity to get close to me, molested me, and then wanted to possess me." Qin Lang became more and more sad and angry as he spoke, and roared to the sky.
"Oh my God! You, the dignified Young Master Jade, actually have such thoughts about a weak man whose cultivation level is not even half-immortal? This is simply a loss of conscience, a loss of morals, the anger of both humans and gods, and the world cannot tolerate it!" Qin Lang cried! As he shouted, he actually shed two lines of tears.
"Fuck!" Master Biyu suddenly became panicked when he saw Qin Lang like this. He looked around and felt that the eyes of the people around him had changed.
"Damn it, we can't let him talk anymore, otherwise I will be called crooked by him, and my whole life's reputation will be ruined in the hands of this guy. My beautiful sister Tian will have to hate me even more."
In terms of lip service, even the Jasper Young Master is no match for Qin Lang. He surrendered after just a few encounters.
"Stop talking, at worst I don't want that thing anymore. But you must clarify immediately that I did not molest you, absolutely not." Young Master Biyu said to Qin Lang.
"Really? Young Master Biyu, you won't go back on your word and just send your men to retaliate against me, right? I tell you, I can just stay here and go anywhere. As long as I am hurt, everyone will guess that it is you, Young Master Biyu." You did it." Qin Lang said through a message.
"Your uncle, I always convince people with my virtue, and I always tell the truth, so why would I do something like that secretly?" Mr. Biyu said angrily.
"Hahaha, Mr. Biyu, I told you that I would settle the score with you last time because you made a joke on me." Qin Lang immediately wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, walked up to Mr. Biyu, and hugged Mr. Biyu's shoulders. , shouted loudly: "Brother, what do you think? I made a good joke. If you really want to, you can continue to play it, so that everyone will think you are a crook."
"Ahem, hehe, hehe, hehe..." Mr. Biyu was stunned, and immediately reacted. He put his arm around Qin Lang's shoulders and said with a smile: "You bastard, how dare you tease me? See if I don’t deal with you properly next time.”
As soon as these words came out, the faces of the people around suddenly had clear expressions. After thinking for a long time, they realized that these two acquaintances were joking. The person pretending to be a hawker turned out to be a friend of Mr. Biyu. It seems that his identity is not simple. , most people would not dare to prick Master Biyu like this.
"Young Master Biyu, you see, I have clarified this for you, but you cannot retaliate against me." Qin Lang said to Young Master Biyu through a message.
"Hmph, kid, don't let me seize the opportunity, otherwise I will definitely make your life worse than death." Young Master Biyu said viciously, he had never suffered such a big mistake before.
"Oh, Mr. Biyu, why do you care so much? I think you care so much about your reputation as a straight man. It must be related to women, right? Mr. Biyu is pursuing a beautiful girl? You haven't succeeded yet? Let me tell you, I am
Known as the Saint of Love,
All the women I fall in love with will love me to death." Qin Lang patted Mr. Biyu on the shoulder. He was also just guessing. According to common sense, a man who cares so much about his sexual orientation and reputation must have something in his heart.
A goddess.
As expected, Mr. Biyu's expression suddenly changed, and he said happily: "Does this brother have any clever tips? If you can teach me one or two, I will definitely be grateful."