After going through the pollution of Crow Ridge, Huang Cheng, although he did not see Lin Baici's full strength explode, he still had a high opinion of him.

"A young man who has just become Kyushu Longyi, even if he is very powerful, his power is probably limited!"

On the phone, the woman's voice was a little contemptuous: "I think instead of focusing on this kind of person, it's better to pay more attention to Xia Hongmian!"

"For us, that is the real danger!"

"What's more, there are many powerful people coming to this grand gathering!"

Is Lin Bai Ciqiang?

Maybe it's very strong, but it depends on who you compare yourself to.

You must know that even in the circle of Jiuzhou Longyi, there are differences in personal strength. Women think that Lin Baici is the Longyi who has just crossed the threshold, ranking the lowest.

"I think you'd better tell the leader, this young man might become a variable!"

Huang Cheng is worried.

"The longer you live in the human kingdom, the more you will feel that these ants and crawlers are useless. Why have you become so cautious?"

The woman is confused.

"I just don't want to make the same mistake again!"

Huang Cheng didn't want to continue this topic: "How did your mission go?"

"The woman refused!"

The woman mocked: "But it doesn't matter, I seem to have found her weak spot!"

"The auction is about to begin, hurry up!"

Huang Cheng suddenly felt a little wet on his face. He looked up and saw drizzle falling from the sky.

Um!

It’s a day suitable for killing!

"I understand, but it's up to you to stop causing trouble."

Woman persuades.

"Know!"

Huang Cheng hung up the phone and walked into an alley. When passing a trash can, he took off his Real Madrid jersey and threw it in.

"Sister, this is not called an extraneous thorn in the side, this is called giving those natives some shock from the gods!"

As long as the time is right, Huang Cheng will detonate these jerseys, causing them to burst into legal pollution and contain the forces of the Haijing Security Bureau.

…

Dragon and Beauty Bar, Parlor.

“This time it’s all thanks to Lin Shen!”

Old Man Luo didn't want to leave, and wanted to take the opportunity to build a good relationship with Lin Baici and Nangong Shu, but the landlady obviously didn't have this intention.

"There's no need to say thank you, just go ahead!"

Nangong Shu was very impatient. Why don't these people get out of here?

Do you understand if you interrupt yourself and Xiao Linzi playing poker?

Old Man Luo smiled awkwardly, and seeing that Lin Baici had no intention of talking to him, he bowed slightly towards Lin Baici, nodded, and then walked away.

"me……"

Qifeng licked his lips with a nervous look on his face. Luo Jiaming, who was below the dragon level, looked like a disgusting wild dog being chased away.

How can a bastard like me deserve respect?

Sure enough, Nangong Shu didn't even want to talk to Qi Fentou and pointed at the door.

Let him go!

"I'm leaving now, Lin Shen, boss lady, don't worry, I won't say anything that shouldn't be said!"

Guaranteed seven cents.

Nangong Shu waved his hand, indicating that he should leave quickly.

He also thinks too much. For a strong person like a slave owner, there is no need for evidence or reason to do something. If he wants to kill you, he will do it.

Therefore, it is not important at all whether Lin Baici proves his innocence or not.

"Boss lady, I'm going to work!"

Returning to the familiar bar, the female cleaning lady felt a sense of security all over her body.

"I'll give you three days off, take some rest!"

The proprietress comforted her, then took a new mobile phone from the drawer and transferred some money to the cleaning lady.

"Thank you, boss lady, and thank Lin Shen for your life-saving grace!"

The female cleaning lady bowed, walked backwards out of the room, and closed the door.

"The boss lady..."

Zhong Shuman was envious. The boss lady obviously wanted to be alone with Lin Baici and play some games, but Lin Baici did not refuse her.

What the heck!

Everyone is an aunt, so why does this woman get Lin Baici's favor?

However, after comparing her figure, appearance, and temperament, Zhong Shuman admitted that the boss lady did have the capital to make Lin Baici fall in love with her.

"Brother Lin, it's so easy to work with you to contain sacred objects!"

Li Yintong was laughing and joking happily: "If Uncle Jiu hadn't been so kind to me, I would have really wanted to join the Haijing Security Bureau and follow you!"

"What do you two want to drink?"

Nangong Shu smiled.

"beer!"

Li Yintong walked up to Lin Baici and hugged his arm: "Isn't there a bar down there? Let's just go down and celebrate? Have fun all night long!"

"I haven't been out for a long time. I have to go home early. After all, I have to go to school tomorrow!"

Lin Baici refused.

"Ah? Are you still going to that crappy school?"

Li Yintong was speechless. She felt that Lin Baici was wasting his life.

"I came here this time because I wanted to ask Aunt Shu about something, so..."

Lin Baici actually had no feelings for Li Yintong before, but after discovering that she was his crazy fan, he was a lot more tolerant of her, otherwise he would have kicked her out directly.

"Okay then, let's make an appointment another day!"

Tai Mei feels a little uncomfortable.

The two people said goodbye and left. After leaving the bar, Zhong Shuman breathed in the fresh air and let out a sigh of relief.

Once again survived the dangerous rule pollution,

very nice!

I really envy a big-hearted person like Lin Baici. He has just solved a rule pollution incident. He is not excited or afraid. He is as calm as if he had gone out for a meal.

As expected of Kyushu Dragon Wing, he has a giant temperament.

"Do you think that old woman will eat Brother Lin?"

Li Yintong felt uncomfortable, why wasn't Brother Lin interested in him?

"Don't think about that!"

Zhong Shuman sighed: "What is his identity, and what is our identity?"

"If I become the owner of the Kowloon Pavilion, Brother Lin will look at me differently, right?"

Li Yintong used to be a paddler, but now he suddenly had a passion for it, but as soon as the idea came up, he gave it up within three seconds.

If she can take charge of the Kowloon Hall, how low will the level of the god hunters have to drop?

I'm afraid that by then, the whole world will be shrouded in the ruins of the gods.

Zhong Shuman ignored the self-pitying Taimei, quickly bought a new mobile phone, and called the owner of the museum.

The call is connected.

"Xiaoman, why are you calling me at this time?"

The signal was not very good, and Uncle Jiu’s mellow voice was a bit intermittent.

"Uncle Jiu, what's wrong with you?"

Uncle Jiu was always lively and lively, but this time, his voice sounded a little tired.
To be continued...