Chapter 7 Laughter

"Caesar, this bastard, actually hit me! If you find a chance in the future, you must fix him severely.

On the balcony, Ye Wuyou rubbed two black panda eyes vigorously. Just as he was about to use vitality to remove the swelling, an uninvited guest came with two glasses of red wine.

"Haha, Ye Wuyou, the first genius of the Federation, has been admired for a long time, Lin Sifan. Huh? Someone dares to hit you here, it's simply..."

Lin Sifan, who was originally going to win the trust of Ye Wuyou, suddenly remembered the scene of Caesar rushing out, so he swallowed all the rest of the words into his stomach. Although he is dung begod and conceited, he is obviously incomparable in terms of his family background and strength compared with Caesar, the king of the mountains.

"Ha ha, it's nothing. I just tried a few tricks with Caesar, but I didn't expect it to be such a virtue. Please sit down." Ye Wuyou smiled, waved casually, and sat down by himself.

"Well, you really think of yourself as a character!" Looking at Ye Wuyou's appearance as a master, Lin Sifan's resentment was even more, but he still had an extremely eager smile on his face. He slowly sat opposite him and handed over a glass of top red wine in his hand: "Brother Ye, I have heard a lot about your deeds, and I admire it very much. If I can achieve this achievement at this age and under such conditions as you, I'm afraid the old man in my family will not be so disappointed. Hey!"

"Is this guy an idiot? Don't you understand any etiquette if you don't answer wine or words?

Lin Sifan, who was originally ready to move and win sympathy, suddenly felt a sense of madness when he saw Ye Wuyou still sitting there looking at him. However, as a son of a family, even if he was a dung fugid, he must be very comfortable with the matter of fiction and commission, so he continued: "Brother Ye, I don't know if you have What tricks can pass me? Although I know that my qualifications are limited, it's good to make progress a little, so that I don't have to be under the name of the two major pests with Peliff all day long.

"Humph, let's see what tricks you play!"

Ye Wuyou has also heard of Lin Sifan, a notorious pest in the upper class. If it hadn't been for Hua Yuelian's warning, I'm afraid he would have been deceived by the false but sincere words. After all, what the other party said was true and not adulterated at all.

"Ha ha, Master Lin praised it. Ye Wuyou is just a reckless man. Compared with Master Lin, he is completely different from him. How can he teach him?"

"MD, has this guy been pretending?"

A trace of doubt flashed in Lin Sifan's heart, but it was soon denied. After all, the two met for the first time, and there was no gap or festival in Mingli. Thinking of this, he pretended to be slightly unhappy and said, "Brother Ye, do you also look down on me, Lin Sifan? Yes, I'm notorious, but who knows my pain? As the young master of the Lin family and the first successor, he seems to be beautiful. In fact, only those who are deeply involved in it can understand the dangers inside. If it hadn't been for me, I would have been dead on the street.

"Hmm, I want to cover it!"

Ye Wuyou has also heard a little about the filth of a rich family. Lin Sifan's words are absolutely heartfelt words, but because of this, it shows the latter's ulterior motives. May I ask who is willing to blow up his shortcomings in front of people who can't talk about the slightest friendship? The only purpose is to have bad intentions.

After confirming Lin Sifan's intentions, Ye Wuyou stopped playing Tai Chi, so he followed the other party's words and said, "To be honest, I really haven't thought about this. I hope Master Lin won't be surprised. I don't know what I can do to help you?"

"Haha, on the road, this idiot finally on the road, let me give you a ride!"

Lin Sifan, who was happy in his heart, pretended to be grateful. He held Ye Wuyou's hand excitedly, and his words of praise were endless: "Brother Ye is really very human. No wonder he has made such achievements at a young age. In contrast, Sifan is really ashamed. In fact, it's not difficult. As long as Brother Ye has time to give me advice on matters related to cultivation, everything will be enough..."

"Master Lin, I have something I don't understand. Please be clear."

"Please say!"

"With the identity of Master Lin, if you want to find someone to guide you to practice, I'm afraid that the people you recruit casually are ten times or a hundred times stronger than the lower one, right?"

Lin Sifan, who had been interrupted and was extremely angry, was not happy at all, but was complacent. Without this sentence, he even doubted whether Ye Wuyou had been pretending, but after this sentence, he immediately made up his mind. He put on a sad face and said sadly, "Brother Ye doesn't know anything. In the Lin family, my four younger brothers, whether they are Wen Tao's martial arts, are a hundred times better than me. If I look for guidance through family relationships, I'm afraid that the suffering I have endured for so many years will not only be in vain, but also cause disaster. Hey."

"Master Lin's words are quite reasonable, but Master Lin is not afraid to say it?"

Ye Wuyou pretended to be alert and immediately dissipated all his doubts. He saw him say boldly, "With the ability of Brother Ye, if it is such a villain, it is absolutely impossible to achieve today's achievements. Even so, I have to admit it."

"Okay, just for your trust, I promise. However, first of all, my training is very hard. If you don't have great perseverance, it's better not to try.

"I'm not afraid. As long as I can get rid of the shame, I'm not afraid of anything. Brother Ye, in order to thank you, he can only treat each other with thin wine for the time being. He will definitely report it again and do it first!"

I have to say that Lin Sifan's acting skills are really not covered. Seven points are true, three points are false, true and false. The training of the children of the family since childhood is indeed very comparable.

Seeing that Lin Sifan was about to raise his glass and drink up, he suddenly felt a splitting headache. Seeing this, Ye Wuyou immediately rushed over and asked with a concerned face, "Master Lin, what's wrong with you?"

At the same time, the bodyguard of the Lin family, who was hiding in the dark, also rushed out at the first time. However, from his perspective, he could only see the two figures, as for the two wine glasses...

"Uh...is it okay? It's strange."

The headache suddenly disappeared in an instant. Even the well-informed Lin Sifan was confused. Of course, he also thought it was a spiritual attack. However, if he wants to attack others, the minimum level must be the king of war. Ye Wuyou beside him obviously does not have this ability.

The bodyguard hiding in the dark is just the peak of the war, and there is no ability to detect the spiritual power that is extremely condensed and out of the body.

"Master Lin, are you really all right?"

"Ha ha, don't worry, it's okay. By the way, I haven't thanked you yet. Let's do it first!"

Go-dong!

Lin Sifan didn't wait for Ye Wuyou's reaction, so he directly stuffed off the red wine in front of him, and finally threw the wine glass.

"Then I'm not pretentious."

Go-dong!

Looking at Ye Wuyou drinking all the red wine in the glass, the pale face due to the transition of wine color appeared again.

"Brother Ye, that's it. I'll contact you later."

"Good to say, good to say."

The moment the two turned around, the original pile of smiles disappeared, replaced by a smear of conspiracy.