In the square in front of the clinic building.

Five burly men knelt on the ground with pleading expressions on their faces.

The person they knelt down to was a young man.

Carrying a plastic bag.

His hair was a mess.

The clothes I wore had not been washed for a long time and were filled with an unspeakable stench.

He looked around, seemingly looking for something, and ignored the five men.

Going to the theater is the nature of all Dragon Kingdom people.

Seeing this scene, many patients and family members gathered around.

Guo Yi also watched the six grown men play role-playing with great interest.

Not to mention, it is very similar to the plots in some urban novels.

The six men's acting skills are also very good, and they don't look like they are acting at all.

"Long Shuai, just come back with us."

"If you don't go back, the Ares Army will be finished."

The man closest to the young man had tears in his eyes and ardent expectation.

"I told you, whether it bothers you or not, I won't go back with you."

"Get out of the way quickly, I have to deliver chicken soup to my father-in-law."

The young man said impatiently, his eyes lit up when he suddenly saw the trash can next to him.

"Long Shuai, we..."

The five men still wanted to persuade, but suddenly their eyes widened with expressions of disbelief.

Long Shuai, whom they respected and admired the most, was rummaging through the trash can like a beggar, as if there was some treasure in the trash can.

The five men came to their senses, ran over in a hurry, and said:

"Long Shuai, what are you looking for? We'll help you find it."

"No, I found it."

The young man picked up a plastic lunch box and breathed a sigh of relief.

The five men stared wide-eyed again, unable to believe what they saw.

Their most admired Long Shuai spent a long time digging through the trash can just to find a lunch box?

It's just an ordinary lunch box. You can buy it for ten yuan. Do you need to dig through the trash can?

Or is this lunch box a treasure? Does it have any special function?

The five men stared at the lunch box for a long time, but they didn't see anything strange about the lunch box.

Ignoring them, the young man poured the chicken soup from the plastic bag into the lunch box and said with a smile:

"Fortunately I found a lunch box, otherwise all the chicken soup would have been spilled."

Seeing the young man's strange behavior, a patient onlookers asked:

"Young man, who are you giving this chicken soup to?"

"It's for my father-in-law." The young man replied with a smile.

"For your father-in-law? Why don't you buy a lunch box? It's not expensive."

"The money is all with my wife, I have no money."

"Then you can't pick up lunch boxes thrown away by others. It's not clean. Don't get a bad stomach."

"It's okay. It's not clean. I'm not sick after eating it."

Seeing the honest smile on the young man's face, everyone onlookers fell silent.

Are you sure the other person is your father-in-law and not your father-killing enemy?

He's not clean, he's not sick after eating, do you think your father-in-law is an animal?

Or are you looking forward to your father-in-law’s early departure so that you can inherit his inheritance?

Guo Yi couldn't help but feel sympathy for the young man's father-in-law.

With such a "filial" son-in-law in the stall, it's God's blessing that he didn't get angry to death.

But it's just role-playing, don't take it seriously.

"Sir, you..."

Tang Xiyue looked at the lunch box in the young man's hand. Just as she was about to say something, she was interrupted by the young man:

"The lunch box is mine, don't try to steal it."

Tang Xiyue rolled her eyes and said:

"I won't rob, I..."

But as soon as he opened his mouth, he was interrupted again by the young man.

"Don't like me either. I already have a wife, who is a hundred times more beautiful than you."

"With your looks, the most you can do is be my nanny."

Tang Xiyue was so angry that she wanted to curse. She was crazy to like such a narcissist.

Everyone onlookers couldn't help but laugh out loud. It was more interesting than watching a cross talk.

"Remember, I am destined to be the man you cannot have." The young man said arrogantly.

"Shut up." Tang Xiyue said impatiently:

"The lunch box you picked up was thrown away by me."

"I'll give you a hundred yuan and you go buy a new lunch box."

"As for this old lunch box, you'd better throw it away."

"Brother, you'd better go buy one..."

Guo Yi is in a good mood now and is ready to participate.

But before he finished speaking, the young man looked over.

At that moment, Guo Yi felt like he was being targeted by a wild beast.

Even Zhao Shanhe brought far less oppression than this young man.

"He wants to kill me?!"

A cold light flashed in Guo Yi's eyes, and he secretly ordered the ghost ninja to get ready.

The moment the young man looked over, the ghost pattern suddenly became hot.

This is one of the functions of ghost patterns, which can sense the malice of others.

As long as others have ill intentions towards Guo Yi, the ghost pattern will heat up and remind Guo Yi.

The higher the fever, the greater the malice.

Guo Yi dared to trust Tang Wanrou unconditionally because the ghost pattern did not sense any malice in Tang Wanrou.

The young man looked at Guo Yi, with murderous intent flashing through his eyes and a trace of doubt at the same time.

He recognized Guo Yi's identity.

But there is no animosity between the two sides.

He didn't understand why he suddenly had the urge to kill Guo Yi.

This impulse comes without warning or reason, as if it comes from the instinct of the soul.

The square suddenly became quiet, and you could hear a pin drop.

The onlookers felt as if an invisible hand was strangling their necks, preventing them from speaking.

I don’t know how much time passed, but a violent voice came from far away and woke up Guo Yi and the young man:

"Xiao Feng, where did you die?"

"Mom, I'm here."

The young man's head shrank subconsciously and he raised his hand in response.

"What are you doing here? Where's the chicken soup I asked you to get? Why hasn't it been delivered yet?"

The speaker was a lady in her forties, but she had a very bad temper. She looked at the young man with eyes full of disgust.

"The chicken soup was spilled. I'm looking for a lunch box to put some chicken soup in." Xiao Feng replied, holding up the lunch box.

When the lady saw the lunch box, she became furious and slapped Xiao Feng on the face:

"You did it on purpose, right?"

"Are you hoping that Yanran's father and I will die soon so that you can take over my Liu family's property?"

"Mom, you have wronged me. I have no such idea at all."

Xiao Feng covered his face, looking aggrieved.

"Whether you have such thoughts, you know it in your heart."

"Let me tell you, if you want to occupy my Liu family's property, there is no way. I will kick you out of the Liu family sooner or later."

"Go away, I'm annoyed when I see you."

When the lady saw Xiao Feng's aggrieved look, she became even more angry and slapped Xiao Feng again.

Hearing the name "Xiao Feng", Guo Yi was stunned for a moment, and then felt like a hundred thousand "grass and mud horses" galloping past in his heart.

The surname is Xiao.

He is honored as Long Shuai.

His thoughts and behaviors are different from ordinary people.

He is still the extremely humble son-in-law who comes to visit him. He cannot retaliate when scolded or beaten.

No matter how slow Guo Yi's brain is, he can still react.

The other party is not role-playing at all, but is really a handsome guy.

But isn’t this world the world of “The Return of the Dragon King”?

Why is there another Long Shuai?

Does this world not only have one protagonist, but multiple protagonists?

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