Da Qin: Don’T Pretend, Your Father, I’M Qin Shihuang

As soon as the young man turned his head, he saw the person he wanted to follow before and looked at him with a smile.

When the young man was about to say something, the strong man on the side shouted,

"Hey, who are you! Dare to intervene in your old..."

Snapped!

The strong man was slapped back before he could finish his words.

"You dare to hit me!"

The strong man looked at the person in front of him, and said in disbelief,

"Do you know who I am!?"

Zhao Lang looked at the strong man in front of him at this time, his expression extremely indifferent.

He didn't want to be nosy at first, but it was too much when someone bumped him and asked someone to get under the crotch.

Furthermore, the immortal master and immortal medicine that this brawny man just talked about also aroused his interest.

In Daqin, most people don't have this opportunity to come into contact with the so-called immortal master and immortal medicine.

Originally wanted to use money to solve these problems, who knew that this guy’s mouth was so stinky,

"Your master didn't tell, does it depend on people when going out to cause trouble?"

Zhao Lang said indifferently.

In order to avoid trouble, his dress is not low-key, he also carries people, which can avoid a lot of unnecessary trouble.

People rely on clothes, this is very realistic.

But it is also very practical.

This is true throughout ancient and modern times.

Generally speaking, anyone who has some eyesight will not be so stinky as long as he sees his clothes.

Unexpectedly, hearing Zhao Lang's words, the brawny man became even more arrogant. He said,

"The master of my house is a man among the gods! Even if you have some money, how dare you compare with my master!"

"You provoke me today! There must be no good end!"

Facing the threat from the other party, Zhao Lang didn't panic at all, and even wanted to laugh.

"Then you must come and retaliate against me sooner."

When the strong man heard this, he was so angry that he raised his hand and hit Zhao Lang directly!

This time, without Zhao Lang's action, the big dog on the side has already taken action!

An elbow hit directly on the opponent's chest, and the strong man instantly let out a horrible howl, and backed away.

Those medicines in his hand also scattered all over the place.

"You dare to do it! You even overturned the fairy master's medicine!"

The brawny man looked at the medicine all over the floor with a trace of horror in his eyes.

"I'm going to report to the immortal master! You are all going to die! All of you are going to die!"

With that said, he drove away from the surrounding crowd and ran towards the outside!

Zhao Lang frowned when he heard it, and gave Xi a wink, and Xi led someone to follow.

Zhao Lang turned to the young man and said with a smile,

"This son is okay."

Seeing Zhao Lang, who looks handsome, has an extraordinary temperament, and is dressed in luxurious clothes.

The young man did not show his timidity, but stood up his own chest, and went back,

"It's okay here, thank you son for your help, dare to ask the son's name?"

He has big ambitions since he is careful, and he firmly believes that a man should be able to bend and stretch. These physical insults have no effect on him.

As long as there is a chance to accomplish great things, this life is not a waste of time.

Hearing this, Zhao Lang couldn't help but nod his head slightly.

Ordinary people will inevitably get a little nervous when they encounter bullying, and some people will become extremely irritable and irritable.

This is a normal human physiological response and a protective mechanism of the body.

Nothing good Losing face.

However, if you can restrain this kind of physical reaction and be calm and unhurried, then you need an excellent psychological quality.

The young man in front of him is very good.

Zhao Lang couldn't help but think of loving talent, so he smiled.

"I am Zhao Lang from Xianyang, I don't know the name of the son?"

The young man was about to speak, but at this moment, there was a loud noise not far away.

"Who dares to fight privately in the street!"

Zhao Lang frowned slightly. Someone reported to the official.

Although he is a general, it is not easy to be known today.

He took out his pocketbook and put it directly into the opponent's hand.

But the young man's face changed, although he is now poor.But it's not the kind of person who is purely for money.

He was about to refuse, when he heard Zhao Lang say apologetically,

"Sorry, I have to take a step first, but I can't have a drink with the son."

"The money is not given to the son, but the wine money for you and me. It's just that you are in a hurry at this time and put it here first."

"When the day comes, come and drink with the son again."

Zhao Lang knows that in Daqin, giving money is actually a technology job.

Some people regard the own principle more than life.

If the way of sending money is wrong, it will offend people.

Sure enough, upon hearing this, the young man also felt Zhao Lang’s sincerity and no longer refused.

"Young Master Lang, in Xiahan..."

Before the young man had finished speaking, the official man had approached and shouted again,

"Where are the private fighters!"

Zhao Lang could only give the other party an apologetic look, and then turned around and left, rushing in the direction of Xi them.

If there is not something else, Zhao Lang actually wants to chat with the other party.

The young man didn't mean to blame, Zhao Lang clashed with the brawny man because of him.

It's just a pity that I can't talk to Zhao Lang.

In fact, according to his age, Zhao Lang is much younger than him, but his tolerance is impressive.

I can only look at the back of Zhao Lang leaving, muttering to himself,

"Under Han Xin, thank you son Lang."

Seeing that the people in the government were getting closer and closer, the people around didn't want to cause trouble, so they scattered one after another, and Han Xin turned and left.

After Han Xin left, he came to a remote and simple inn.

This is his residence.

He has no money and can only live here, but even so, his money is not enough.

When I walked in, I heard the owner shout,

"Han Xin, you have to pay for the room today! Otherwise, just give me out!"

The shopkeeper's words caused a burst of laughter from the people around, and the people who live here are all rough people.

If you have a lively look, you will naturally not let it go.

Han Xin didn't worry, although the surrounding environment was not good, it couldn't affect his mood.

Of course, the money still has to be paid.

He took out his own wallet, paid the money, and was about to go back to the room, but was stopped by the shopkeeper.

"I already paid, what did you stop me for?"

Han Xin frowned.

The owner snorted coldly and said,

"You also don't look at your wallet. Do you still have money to pay for the rest of the room?"

"I've taken out all your things for you, huh, go to the corner outside the city to sleep!"

After speaking, he took out a tattered suitcase and threw it to Han Xin.

Han Xin exhaled a little, didn't say anything, picked up his own thing and went out.

When he arrived at the door, he remembered the purse Zhao Lang gave him.

After opening it, he was stunned, who had not changed color.

Because in the purse, there is actually a pile of small gold nuggets!

Han Xin couldn't help muttering,

"The son Lang believed me so!?"

At this time, the owner’s voice came from the shop again,

"Han Xin, what are you doing at the door! Don't block my way!"

A burst of laughter broke out in the store again.

Han Xin was ridiculed, holding gold in his hand, but didn't use gold to hit these people in the face.

Because they are not worthy!

I don't want to attract other people's coveting because of this gold!

Make trouble for the son of a wave.

But the head doesn't know how to leave here amidst the laughter of these people.

He and these people have never belonged to the same world.

How could the beast care about the roar of insects (zhi4)?

On the other hand, Zhao Lang encountered some problems.

"Lost people?"

Zhao Lang looked at Xi in front of him and frowned slightly.

(Ahhhh, I fell asleep.)

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