Chapter 195 Ten Thousand Heaven's Weakness

The middle-aged man who came up looked a little white and had a short beard, which made him look like a businessman. But his clothes are very simple, and at most he is an unsuccessful little businessman. As soon as the middle-aged man came up, the horse runners in the restaurant hall shouted in unison, "Master, you are back. We are all bullied now."

Yes, this middle-aged man is the current leader of the horse racing gang - Wan Zhongtian. Although he is not a very authentic leader, he is also the leader of the gang.

Wan Zhongtian nodded to his subordinates, didn't care about the four villains who looked a little surprised after they found him coming up, but came to Ling Xianger.

"I don't know what to call this chivalrous woman?" Wan Zhongtian's intention at this time was obvious. When he saw Ling Xianger's outstanding martial arts, he had the intention to win over.

However, Ling Xianger didn't say anything and continued to eat her breakfast, but promised to speak first. He said, "Why did you ask about my maid's name? Don't you see her prince here?"

"She...is she your maid?" Wan Zhongtian asked in disbelief. For people in the world, their eyes are generally higher than the top, let alone this woman with great martial arts skills. But he didn't expect that a woman with such excellent martial arts was just the maid of this scholar. It seems that this scholar's * must not be simple.

Thinking of this, Wan Zhongtian quickly changed the topic and asked, "Then I don't know the name of this prince?"

"You just asked about my maid's name. Do you want to flirt with her?" Promise said a shocking sentence, but the latter words were even more cocky. "Now you come to ask about my name again. You don't want to do anything to me, do you?"

Hearing the promise, if Ling Xianger hadn't endured it, she would have almost spit out the porridge she had just drunk. Wan Zhongtian was also very embarrassed to hear the promise. However, it is because of the tone of promise that he is a powerful rich man. Although they only wear ordinary clothes, it is common sense not to judge people by their appearance.

Before Wan Zhongtian could explain, he promised to say, "Don't ask who we are. You solve your trouble first. Those four buttocks are there, and I'm not in the mood to have breakfast."

Hearing the promise say buttocks again, Ling Xianger just frowned and stopped. Her eyes also followed the promise's eyes to look at me and look at the four little people far away. Just now, Ling Xianger said it as an ass, and the four villains were already very angry, and now they are promised that they are naturally even more angry. But they also saw Ling Xianger's hand, and now they have come to ten thousand yuan, and they can only endure it.

Wan Zhongtian also took the promised advice, turned around and walked to the four villains in Wangyuan, and then hugged his fists slightly and said, "I don't know what the four of you have to teach here and injured my people."

Wangyuan's four little people breathed a sigh of relief. Since Wan Zhongtian is soft, they don't have to be afraid of anything. The eldest brother said, "I don't dare to teach you. It's just that I just played martial arts with your people. Unfortunately, my martial arts skills are higher than him, so I hurt him. In the martial arts competition, injuries are inevitable."

"What about what you just said, saying that we are mud and that we are insults of turtles?" Zhang Qing is the most calm and straightforward one. Now that the master has come, of course, he hopes to seek justice, so he shouted at the eldest brother.

Before the four villains looked away to answer, Wan Zhongtian raised his hand and motioned not to let Zhang Qing go on. He said, "Since it is a martial arts competition, the martial arts competition is over now. Do you have anything else?"

As soon as he hears Wan Zhongtian's words, he will probably be able to judge his character. There must be some weakness, and there must be some indecision, or a huge horse-running gang would not have been torn apart. As for the reason for the depth, it can't be guessed.

Those horse racing gangs who expect this master to give them a start can't help but be a little disappointed and helpless when they hear the master's words. And the four villains looking far away don't want to make trouble anymore, so the eldest brother said, "Master Wan, now that the martial arts competition is over, we have nothing to do, so let's say goodbye. Next time we have a chance, we will definitely compare with Master Wan." After saying that, the four people went upstairs.

"Master, let them go like this. Do you know how they insulted our running horse gang just now?" Zhang Qing couldn't help it again and said.

"You are not as good as others, and you are very impulsive. Next time, we run horses just to make a living. As for other troubles, you can avoid them. When you practice martial arts in the future, who dares to bully us?" Wan Zhongtian was a little helpless and said a little bleakly.

Since the master said so, Zhang Qing could only hum secretly, and then don't go over to sulk. As for the other gangs, they are also a little depressed. These promises are seen in the eyes. No matter which Wanzhongtian has any difficulties, it is strange that such a horse racing gang, or such a master, is not fragmented.

The master is timid, not to mention helping the public, and can't say one more word after being bullied. Many people can't stand such grievances. Promise believes that these people who still follow Wan Zhongtian are not to make a living, but to repay his former kindness. That is to say, the current horse racing gang, to say something bad, is to live on the glory of the past.

After looking at the four little people in the distance, Wan Zhongtian came to the promised table again and said to the promise, "This young man, I don't know if I can sit here?"

Wan Zhongtian is very polite, but sometimes he is too polite. From this point, it can also be seen that the current horse racing gang must lack good skills, otherwise Wan Zhongtian would not have spoken to Promise in such a low voice. Now he desperately wants to attract some capable righteous people so that he can stabilize the running horse gang.

"Well, you can do whatever you want, but I don't have anything to serve you here." Promise is still the appearance of the high-ranking prince.

"Ha ha, this gentleman is joking. I've already used it earlier, so I don't have to bother him." Speaking of this, Wan Zhongtian paused and said, "It seems a little strange to call the prince like this. I don't know the prince's name?"

"Do you still want to know my name now?" Xu promised to take a look at Wan Zhongtian and saw his awkward look, so he stopped playing tricks on him. He said directly, "My surname is Xu. As for the name, I don't know you well with you, so let's not talk about it. You can call me Mr. Xu, hey..."

The promise is now completely flat. If it hadn't been for someone present, Ling Xianger would have stepped on his feet. Ling Xianger couldn't help thinking about how to pretend to be something. But even if he promised to pretend like this, Ling Xianger still felt very sweet, because he definitely didn't pretend when he was alone with her.

"Oh, it turned out to be Mr. Xu, Wan Zhongtian, the master of the horse racing gang." After introducing himself, Wan Zhongtian asked, "I don't know what to call this heroine?"

It turned out that Wan Zhongtian's drunken man's intention was not to drink. If Ling Xianger hadn't attracted him, he might not have promised. Promise also understands this, but after all, the maid is a maid. When there is a young master, the maid rarely speaks.

So, the promise replied for Ling Xianger: "She is my personal maid. No matter what she says, she is all mine. As for the name, only I can know, so I won't tell you."

Seeing the promise's proud look, Wan Zhongtian was a little sad and sighed. What kind of world is this? Not to mention that the horse racing gang is divided, this heroic flower is actually inserted in such a defiant, unbred and demeanor, which is simply unreasonable.

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