Seeing this wretched man, Fan Le's expression changed again, and his eyes narrowed slightly.
"know?"
Ji Qingsha asked gently.
"I know Lin Chengduo. He used to be the King of Flowers in his family."
Fan Le said simply.
The so-called "King of Flowers" is actually a gardener who takes care of flowers and plants, trims trees, and is a servant of the Fan family. But this person is now appearing in the performance hall of the Golden Coast Hotel, not only wearing a bright watch, but also wearing a string of huge strings around his neck.
The golden chain shows off one's power.
Wearing gold chains seems to be a special hobby of the Chinese. Regardless of men or women, as long as they have a little money, they like to wear such a chain.
Lin Chengduo's current posture and "style" clearly don't look like a gardener. No matter how good the Fan family's gardeners are, they still can't afford to come to such an occasion.
Lin Chengduo obviously didn't expect that the original owner had returned to Luojia City and was watching him not far away. His eyes were completely red with alcohol. He staggered to the stage with a large beer in hand, and then stood in front of Fan.
Not far away, Ling raised her head and said with a smile: "Miss Third, come here, let me toast you!"
As he spoke, he raised the draft beer in his hand.
He is already short. Standing on the same step as Fan Ling, he is not as tall as Fan Ling. What's more, standing under the stage, it makes the difference in height between the two even more obvious. He is like a clown. He can be as funny as he wants.
How funny.
Fan Ling was doing a difficult move. When she saw Lin Chengduo, she was shocked. She couldn't hold it and almost fell off the steel pipe. She was in a hurry and was a bit embarrassed.
Lin Chengduo laughed loudly, his voice hoarse, like the cry of a night owl, very unpleasant to hear.
"Miss Third, don't be afraid. Brother Lin, I'm here... If you have any grievances, tell Brother Lin, I will protect you!"
An arrogant and arrogant face, a complete villain's triumphant face.
There was a soft "bang" sound.
The thick glass holding the juice shattered in Fan Le's hands. Fortunately, the juice had been drained and did not splash everywhere. Fan Le's arms were shaking slightly, his face was livid, and he stared at Lin Chengduo. His eyes were filled with tears.
Come out on fire.
A phoenix on the ground is not as good as a chicken.
I think back then, Fan Ling was the charming daughter of the Fan family, the rich daughter, like Lin Chengduo. Even if he looked at her from a distance, he would quickly lower his head for fear of being noticed. When will it be Lin Chengduo's turn to say this in front of Fan Ling?
words?
Ji Qingsha's eyes flashed with worry.
She was indeed a little worried that if Fan Le couldn't bear it anymore, something big might happen.
Fortunately, at this time, some people had already expressed dissatisfaction with Lin Chengduo's behavior. Many people shouted loudly, asking Lin Chengduo to go away quickly and not to affect the girls' performance. This is a dance performed for all the guests. It is not performed just for you.
. Besides, most of the guests present have seen the world. Who couldn’t spot Lin Chengduo’s appearance as a nouveau riche at a glance? That kind of wretched temperament can never be changed in a lifetime. Very few people really take him seriously.
thing.
The security guard of the performing arts hall immediately intervened and tried to pull Lin Chengduo down. Unexpectedly, as soon as the security guard intervened, Lin Chengduo's attitude immediately changed. He raised his hands vigorously, threw aside the security guard who grabbed his arm, and roared.
"Let me go!"
"Damn it, do you know who I am? I am the manager of Fan Mansion!"
"If you dare to pull me, believe it or not, I will ask Inspector Chen from the police station to arrest you all tomorrow and whip you to death with a big whip!"
The sound was so loud that even the deafening music could not suppress it. The hundreds of spectators in the performance hall could basically hear it clearly.
When the security guards heard that he was the manager of Fan Mansion, they were all startled. They looked at each other, and they really didn't dare to reach out to pull him. This matter, I would rather believe it or not. Although this guy looks very wretched, he is not at all
He doesn't seem like a "big shot", but if he is telling the truth, the manager of Fan Mansion is definitely not someone their little security guard can afford to offend.
In recent years, under the leadership of Chairman Fan Yingfan, the Fan family has greatly surpassed the Huang family and become the largest Chinese family in Luojia City. Fan Ying is even more popular. Last year, he was elected as the chairman of the Chinese Chamber of Commerce.
Chang, replaced the Huang family.
If this person is really the manager of Fan Mansion, it means that he is Chairman Fan's most trusted person.
Soon, a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes who looked like a person in charge hurried over, grabbed Lin Chengduo, nodded and bowed, and kept saying good things. He finally persuaded Lin Chengduo, who was somewhat drunk, to go back.
"Third Miss, please remember, I am Lin Chengduo, Brother Lin. I will come to you again!"
Lin Chengduo looked at Fan Ling on the stage, shouted at the top of his voice, then picked up the draft beer in his hand and drank it down, laughed three times, strode out the door with his hands behind his back.
Several men at the same table with him also stood up, called "Brother Lin" and walked away together.
It sounds like they are all of Chinese descent. The indigenous people do not speak Chinese so smoothly. In fact, even among Chinese descent, not many speak Chinese fluently, and even fewer can write.
Xiao Fan, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said: "Fan Le, it's not worth being angry with this kind of person."
Fan Le said "hmm" and said nothing.
Soon, the pole dance performance was over, and Fan Ling and other girls also went to the backstage. A singer came on stage and began to sing a Chinese song that Xiao Fan couldn't understand anyway. Fortunately, Xiao Zhenzhen was very fond of himself.
I have always been very confident in my Chinese proficiency, otherwise I would really doubt that I have not learned the Chinese language well and cannot even understand the lyrics of the lyrics.
A Chinese man in his thirties, hunched over, slowly leaned over, bowed towards Fan Le, and showed a meaningful smile.
Fan Le nodded.
The Chinese man was immediately overjoyed. He trotted over, bowed to Fan Le, and then bowed to Xiao Fan and Ji Qingsha, revealing a mouth of irregular teeth. He could be described as wretched, which is only slightly better than Lin Chengduo.
Fan Le said to him in English: "These two friends of mine are from China and want to hear something new."
When the Chinese man heard this, he nodded immediately and said, "No problem, no problem. No matter what kind of news you two want to hear, I will definitely satisfy you two."
It seems that this person is the "Bao Wenqi" who specializes in selling information. Among all the businessmen in the performance hall, he is also the lowest. Most of the time, they are looking for targets to deceive among foreign tourists. Of course, they don't
He will deceive people too hard, always wandering on the edge of the law, trying to get as much money from tourists as possible without getting himself into the police station.
"What's your surname, sir?"
Xiao Fan also asked in fluent English.
"Don't dare, don't dare, but your surname is Chen, my name is Chen Asan..."
The three words "Chen Asan" were spoken in Chinese, but with a little foreign accent added as much as possible, which sounded very nondescript. In fact, Chen Asan himself didn't know how to translate the word "Asan" in English.
Can these two words be directly translated as "India"?
"Mr. Chen. My boyfriend is an expert in religious and supernatural events in China. He is very interested in the head-lowering technique in Southeast Asia. Mr. Chen can chat with him about interesting stories about the head-lowering technique. He will definitely be very happy."
Ji Qingsha smiled and said to Chen Asan, directly calling Xiao Fan her boyfriend.
A twenty-dollar bill was slapped in front of Chen Asan.
When Chen Asan saw it, he even smiled. He stretched out his hand to collect the banknotes, bowed to Xiao Fan repeatedly, and said: "Please rest assured, sir. I will definitely satisfy you..."
At that moment, the "Bao Dawen" opened his chatterbox and started talking non-stop. Just as Ji Qingsha expected. After just a few words, Chen Asan mentioned the Great Imperial Master Mojiu.
This is Luojia City. If we want to talk about the art of lowering the head, who else can we talk about besides Mojiu, the great national master?
In Chen Asan's words, this Great Imperial Master Mojiu was like a god descending to earth, and his various methods were like miracles. Such as flying a sword for thousands of miles, taking a person's head thousands of miles away, and so on.
"Do you three know how many pairs of ghosts Grand Master Mojiu has raised?"
After talking for a while, Chen Asan looked around and asked in a low voice, his tone and expression were extremely mysterious.
"Ghost storage" is a technique that almost every successful head-lowering master in Nanyang must practice. In the head-lowering technique, ghost storage plays a great role.
You can drive ghosts to complete it, such as head and head. The opponent will be hit by the head drop without even realizing it.
The number of "ghosts" and the level of ghost sacrifice often indicate the level of a head-lowering master's attainments.
"How many?"
"Six pairs!"
Chen Asan stretched out the thumb and little finger of his right hand and made a gesture, with a look of admiration on his face.
"And he's not a kid, he's a devil!"
"Impossible, are you kidding me? How can any head-down master be able to raise six pairs of ghosts?"
Fan Le then said disapprovingly.
Although Fan Le has never practiced the Head-Lowering Technique, he still knows a lot about the practice of the Head-Lowering Technique. The "ghosts" of the Head-Lowering Technique are raised in pairs, one male and one female, so as not to
The ghosts are lonely, cannot be raised, and gradually wither. An ordinary head-dropping master can raise a pair of ghosts.
, it’s already amazing. It takes a lifetime of energy to continuously refining ghosts. Because as time goes by, the ability of the ghosts accumulated will gradually increase. If the master’s own ability cannot keep up, he will lose control.
Being unable to live in ghosts, it is counterattacked and becomes food for ghosts.
Over the years, there have been quite a few descendants who have been bitten by the ghosts they raised.
Some great masters with high talents and abilities can accumulate more imps, up to two or even three pairs. The maximum number will not exceed four pairs of ghosts, which is also the recognized limit of accumulating ghosts for decades.
A long time ago, there was a great master who was a genius who tried to raise five pairs of ghosts, but failed in the end. He was attacked by the ghosts, and the five pairs of out-of-control ghosts almost caused a catastrophe. Fortunately, several great masters took action together, and the ghosts finally succeeded.
Finally, the five pairs of evil spirits were suppressed.
After this incident, the descending masters did not dare to store more than four pairs of ghosts. Moreover, the descending masters who could store four pairs of ghosts were also very rare. Sometimes, even the "first descending master" who was a great national master was not necessarily It can store so many ghosts.
Now Chen Asan said that Grand Master Mojiu had raised six pairs of ghosts, and Fan Le naturally would not believe it. (To be continued, please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!