In the room of 888, Father Shangguan was silent while holding a teacup.
"Grandpa, this kid was clearly shot, why didn't you shit?" Shangguanxue looked puzzled.
The Tiannan Hotel is the property of the Shangguan family. Just now, the bodyguard Ahu called for video surveillance, and all three of them watched it.
But the more so, the doubts in Shangguanxue's heart grew thicker.
"Even if the inner strength martial artist is powerful, it can't be more powerful than bullets, right?" Ahu asked inexplicably.
In his life, the old man of Shangguan, Rong Ma, has only recently stepped into the threshold of half a step of inner strength, but he has been unable to break through, so he can only find someone who is destined.
This destined person is Deng Jiuling.
But even if the inner strength martial artist is more powerful, it is impossible to resist a shot, right
"It seems that the old man is still looking at him. I am afraid that Mr. Jiu is also a descendant of Zhenwu." The old man Shangguan sighed while stroking his white beard.
"The way of real martial arts, one real energy and one physical body, if you can step into the inner strength at the same time, it may contain some kind of special power."
"Grandpa, you have a half-step internal strength, and you can barely penetrate the true energy into the body surface, so as to have the power of'community', then Deng Jiuling..."
Dai's eyebrows frowned slightly, and Shangguanxue's expression was incredible.
"Yes, Mr. Nine stepped into the special power of inner strength, just not afraid of bullets." Old man Shangguan nodded, his face solemn.
"He is still inner strength. If he stepped into Anjin in the future, wouldn't it be invincible under the master?" Shangguanxue exclaimed.
Although Tiannan City is big, there are not many real martial arts masters. The martial artist with half a step of strength is also the old man of Shangguan and the number one master of Tiannan-Ba Ge.
However, ten years ago, Brother Ba had to run away because he offended a certain boss, and since then disappeared, there is no more news.
From then on, the old man Shangguan dominated Tiannan, crushing countless family leaders, and gained fame.
But Deng Jiuling, what is he
A senior martial artist, is he already the first person in Tiannan Budo
day!
The more you think about this, the more Shangguanxue shakes.
"By the way, Ahu, why hasn't Mr. Jiu here yet?" The old man said a little displeased.
Boom boom boom!
As soon as the voice fell, there was a knock on the door.
"Come in." Shangguanxue shouted.
Mr. Li, the boss of Tiannan Hotel, walked in with the same scalp.
"My lord, Mr. Nine is gone, let me give this to you." President Li shivered and put a fifty cent coin on the table carefully.
"Thousands of rivers and mountains are always in love, can you give you five cents?"
In an instant, in the ghost town of Fengdu, Bazhou, the original words Deng Jiuling once said echoed in the minds of Shangguan's granddaughter.
Old man Shangguan: "..."
Shangguanxue: "..."
Brother Tiger: "..."
After a short silence, the old man Shangguan sighed: "It seems Mr. Jiu, this is to blame the old man for not showing up in time."
After finishing speaking, the old man said solemnly: "Xue'er, you go to find out where Mr. Jiu lives, pick a lucky day, and the old man will come to the house to apologize."
"Um... Huzi, did you hear me? What about you, hurry up and inquire." Shangguanxue turned her head and looked at the bodyguard Ahu.
"Yes, Missy." Ahu's face was black.
…
When Deng Jiuling walked down the Tiannan Hotel, he discovered that there was a young girl standing in the rustling wind, looking around worriedly.
"Nine Spirits." Deng Jiuling plunged into Deng Jiuling's arms, and the girl's autumn eyes were full of mist.
"Xun'er, I worried you, sorry." Deng Jiuling was a little embarrassed.
"Damn, I didn't see anything, I really didn't see it." The little fat man screamed out of place, and then sounded.
Hearing that, Xiao Xun'er blushed, and quickly separated from Deng Jiuling.
Just now, Xiao Xun'er was worried about Deng Jiuling, staying outside the hotel, and refused to leave despite the little fat man's persuasion.
"Xun'er, thank you." Deng Jiuling was moved.
Xiao Xun'er had no power to restrain the chicken, but did not choose to escape. This girl was also interesting to Deng Jiuling. Deng Jiuling was not stupid, and naturally willing to be with her.
But there are some things, obviously now is not the time to say.
"By the way, boss, why don't you lack parts?" The little fat man was a little curious.
"What parts can I lack? Just a little misunderstanding. Both Mr. Li and Brother Xiong are reasonable people. How could he embarrass me as a high school student?" Deng Jiuling laughed.
"Let me just say it, my sister-in-law still doesn't believe it." The little fat man had thick lines and grinned silly.
Xiao Xun'er frowned slightly, she seemed to see something, but she did not ask much.
Soon, Wu Tingting walked out of the hotel in despair.
"Tingting." Xiao Xun'er walked over and patted Wu Tingting's fragrant shoulders comfortably.
"That scumbag, Shao Jie!" Wu Tingting gritted her teeth.
…
After the turmoil in the Tiannan Hotel, the days returned to calm and passed in calmness.
But there were two heavy news that caused a sensation in Tiannan No. 1 Middle School.
The first news is that Wu Tingting, an old school girl, slapped the school tyrant Huajie in public in the noon cafeteria and left angrily.
The second news is that the first male god Murong Chu, the new school flower Xiao Xun'er, who is not able to pursue it, comes to Deng Jiuling in the third grade of high school every three to five.
According to the gossip, Deng Jiuling and Xiao Xun'er are probably already dating.
In addition, the reason why Wu Tingting and Hua Jie broke up seems to have something to do with Deng Jiuling.
Deng Jiuling is on fire!
However, in just a few days, Deng Jiuling spread all over the school, and no matter where he went, there were people talking behind his back.
"This is how people are afraid of famous pigs and strong?" Deng Jiuling reluctantly shook his head and walked all the way to the men's toilet.
In the men's room, heads were surging, crowded with scoundrel students with cigarette butts in their mouths.
"Deng! Nine! Ling!" Hua Jie walked over with one hand in his trouser pocket.
"Something?" Deng Jiuling asked casually while hissing.
After comprehending the "drawing of swordsmanship", Deng Jiuling was worried that no one was practicing.
If Huajie doesn't know how to live or die, Deng Jiuling doesn't mind teaching him what it means to be a human being.
"Deng Jiuling, I know you are capable of evil methods, and I am not doing it with you today."
Hua Jie pointed to Deng Jiuling with a cigarette in his mouth and shouted angrily: "But should you explain why Wu Tingting ignored me? Come on, is it because you are behind the scenes?"
After hushing, Deng Jiuling lifted his trousers, understated the words, and came out with the wind: "Ill."
Wow!
Hearing this, Huajie exploded immediately, and when he took out the stool leg, he was about to beat Deng Jiuling.
However, as soon as Hua Jie was about to make a move, his eyes flashed and he turned around again.
"Peat, this is another trick!" Hua Jie's bleak roar came from time to time in the toilet.
Hua Jie spent this day in the toilet.
Eight hours passed in a flash, and the ghost hit the wall effect ended.
Hua Jie walked out of the men's room dejectedly with his head on his head, tears in his eyes.
What a shame!
"Young Master Jie, we can't forget this time, kill Deng Jiuling!" Little Brother Killer said bitterly.
"But that kid is a little wicked, what should I do?" The chicken man shrank his neck and said.
While speaking, a towering and handsome figure walked towards him.
"Young Master Chu, you can save me." Hua Jie's eyes lit up and he greeted him.
"Say." Murong Chu nodded, cherishing the words like gold, full of coldness.
Murong Chu was originally a key high school tyrant in the provincial capital, and his future is boundless. He is destined to step into the cloud.
Although Hua Jie was a school tyrant, Murong Chu really didn't take it seriously.
"Young Master Chu, Deng Jiuling is too mad. Not only did he separate Wu Tingting and me, but he also planned to confess to Xiao Xun'er on Monday." Hua Jie said with hatred as his eyes rolled.
Murong Chu's face changed slightly, and his eyes became sharper in an instant: "You are a waste of yourself, want me to stand for you?"
After Murong Chu broke his plan, Hua Jie didn't care: "Young Master Chu, you are the number one male god among us. If Xiao Xun'er is really picked up by Deng Jiuling, then your face is not good, right?"
"You don't need to worry about my business, get out of here!" Murong Chu pushed Hua Jie away and left strongly.
"Grass, isn't it the young man from the provincial capital, he's crazy." Looking at Murong Chu's leaving back, killing Matt was a little uncomfortable.
"Jie Shao, what shall we do next?" the cock head asked tentatively.
"It's okay, just waiting for a good show on Monday, Chu Shao moved the real fire, and Deng Jiuling is dead." Hua Jie's stern eyes, a little gloating.
…
On Friday afternoon, Deng Jiuling and Xiao Xun'er stood side by side, walking on the unmanned tree-lined path of the school.
"Brother Nine, are you pulling me here alone, what's the matter?" Xiao Xun'er squeezed her little hand, a little nervous.
Ever since the hero saved the United States on the plane, Deng Jiuling has existed like a hero in Xiao Xun'er's heart.
Afterwards, the Tiannan Hotel turmoil made Xiao Xun'er heartbeat even more, and she liked Deng Jiuling a lot.
Now, for a few days, although the two didn't say anything, their feelings were in a rapid pace, and they only had to pierce a layer of paper.
"Xun'er, actually I..." Deng Jiuling was also a little nervous, stammering and preparing to confess.
Hearing this, Xiao Xun'er's ears were reddish, as if he had a foreboding, his heart was like a deer bump.
Swish!
Suddenly, two towering figures appeared in front of them.
"Smelly boy, it's no wonder that the school can't find you, so I was hiding here to make an appointment with a girl." Shangguanxue, who looked heroic with a ponytail, walked over curvaceously.
"Brother Nine, who is this aunt?" Xiao Xun'er looked at Shang Guanxue with some caution.
What? Auntie
Peat, sister is only in her early twenties, okay
Shangguanxue's face was black, a little angry.
The eldest of the Shangguan family, whose name moved Tiannan, was actually called by a little sister as an aunt
The bodyguard Ahu was also drunk, wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh.
"I will bear it!" At the thought of Father Shangguan's warning, Shangguanxue suppressed his anger: "Ahu, give it to him."
"Yes." The bodyguard Ahu came over and opened the suitcase, revealing rows of heads of great men.
"As long as you come to help us do things, the 2 million will be yours." Shangguan said proudly.
"Ha ha, ha ha ha." Deng Jiuling smiled disdainfully, and said proudly: "Do you think I am like a person who lacks money?"
After speaking, Deng Jiuling took Xiao Xun'er's hand and left.
"Asshole! Damn it! Ah!" Shangguan Xuefen clenched his fists and collapsed.
"Miss, the lord asked you to inquire about the news, but did not let you contact Mr. Jiu, you..." Ahu smiled bitterly.
"I want to invite you to please, this lady quit, hum." Shangguanxue was angrily and left.
Ahu was left alone, standing still, depressed.
…
As soon as Deng Jiuling left the tree-lined trail, he felt a murderous aura, rolling in from a distance.
A towering powerhouse suddenly stopped the way.