The personal soldier king of the beautiful president

Chapter 792
Kyoto, in a clothing store.

The clothing store's business is not good because of poor location selection, and it is difficult to get ten customers a day.

The clothing store is of medium level, but it is so pitiful that there is only one waiter and one boss.

The waiter was a girl in her twenties with a green aura on her body. It seemed that she had just graduated from college not long ago, and she might even have graduated from high school.

The boss is a middle-aged uncle, handsome, but unkempt, but it does not give people a sloppy feeling, but gives women a masculinity.

Customers who come to the clothing store to buy clothes, nine out of ten, come for the temperament of the boss, otherwise, whether there is a customer a day is a problem.

At this moment, the waiter came to the boss who was sitting in front of the computer playing stand-alone landlords because he was bored, and said in a very small voice: "Boss, the guy driving the taxi seems to have messed up. A sword shot turned into ashes."

"It's okay, it's none of our business that guy screwed up."

The boss raised his head to look at the waiter, grinned twice, and finally looked at the computer screen with a serious face, cursing and shouting in his mouth: "Could it be possible that the people who play cards with me are all elementary school students? Damn, fuck me There are a lot of peas."

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Looking at the boss who was not serious at all, the waiter slapped his hands on the counter, lowered his voice, and said coldly: "Boss, be more serious, that guy is blocked on the island now, let's not take him away." If these two guys are killed, there will be no chance at that time."

Hearing this, the boss narrowed his eyes, looked at the waiter's handsome face, curled his lips and said, "Little girl, don't you underestimate your master, three or five people, really Is it possible to block your master? Your master can play again, that's all right, there are guests coming, go and entertain them quickly, we don't care about these things, wait for your master to do it himself, or let the taxi driver do it, no problem We're a bird."

"Unreasonable old bastard."

The waiter was so angry that he raised his nose and eyes, waved his hand, and went directly to introduce the clothes in the store to the customers who walked in.

The boss turned off the game, leaned slightly on the table, looked at the back of the waiter, and muttered in a low voice: "Girl, you really underestimate your master, a professional villain who has been a DOSS for 40 years, you think you mean it?" For fun?"

After finishing speaking, thinking of his previous identity, the boss couldn't help laughing softly, cursing while laughing and saying, "Oh shit, I've been a professional and decent boss for 40 years, now I'm playing with the villain boss What?"

After muttering, the boss looked a little confused. Two fingers of his right hand on the counter were bent, and three fingers were placed straight on the counter.

They want to revive Guwu.

He wanted to carve out a way out.

And I and that professional villain big boss are going to walk to the bottom of that route, the road that has disappeared for thousands of years and is full of mysterious worlds, and reappears in this world again.

Who is right and who is wrong, no one knows.

If you really want to make your own comments, no one is wrong, what is wrong is only the reason is different, and what is wrong is that everyone is taking a different path.

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Emperor Street, in a clothing store.

Accompanied by Linglong, Duanmu Ruoshui came to the clothing store.

The white-haired woman lying beside the counter, Jiujiu looked up at them, walked into the room silently, and came out with a few clothing bags after a while.

Duanmu Ruoshui took the clothing bag, and then came to the credit card machine.

After paying the bill, Duanmu Ruoshui nodded slightly to Linglong, thanked Jiujiu again, and then walked out with the clothing bag.

Linglong didn't leave immediately, she sat in front of the table beside her, didn't speak, just stared at Jiujiu blankly.

Jiujiu didn't feel any discomfort. When the atmosphere in the clothing store was about to reach the extreme embarrassment, Jiujiu suddenly asked: "What happened in the ancient martial arts world is related to Yue?"

"Ah."

Linglong didn't hide anything, nodded, and gently told Jiujiu what she knew and what Dao Wu guessed.

Jiujiu listened carefully, her expression getting more and more confused, her hand suddenly reached out to the side of the counter, and patted it lightly.

click-

Above the counter, a place suddenly parted, and then a long sword shot out from the counter.

Jiujiu stood up, opened a box, took out a red knotted rope to tie his white hair, then held the scabbard with his left hand, and pulled out the long sword.

"Although you came to tell me these things, I will not thank you."

When Jiujiu passed by Linglong, she paused slightly, turned her head to look at Linglong, said lightly, and walked slowly towards the clothing store.

She walks without a trace of wind and dust, and gives people a faint feeling of a beautiful figure like a fairy.

Even, it gave people a feeling that she was a woman who walked out of the painting.

Looking at Jiujiu's back, Linglong didn't stop her. Not long after Jiujiu left, Linglong slowly stood up and came to the counter to sit down.

After sitting for about two to three minutes, Linglong slapped the left hand side of the counter with her left hand.

Just like before, the counter on the left was separated a little, and another long sword was ejected.

Linglong reached into her pocket, took out a black knotted rope, tied the bottom of her long hair with her backhand, stood up and walked outside with the long sword.

Jiujiu's long sword is pure white, and her temperament gives people a fairy-like feeling.

But the long sword in Linglong's hand is pitch black, and with the ever-changing temperament faintly exuding from her body, it gives people a feeling of ever-changing magic.

Outside a shop not far from the clothing store.

An old man was sitting on a rocking chair. He squinted his cloudy eyes, watching Jiujiu and Linglong coming out of the clothing store one after the other, and murmured in a very emotional voice: "That kid, you are so lucky!" It's really enviable, one woman is like a fairy, the other is like a devil, they are all rare people in the world."

A burly man walked out of the shop. He walked outside the clothing store, closed and locked the shop, and finally returned to the shop calmly.

When passing by the old man, the burly man stopped and said to the old man seriously: "Old man, these two women have gone to avenge that kid. As the boy's master, don't go to avenge him. Pay homage to him?"

Hearing what the burly man said, the old man smiled, and asked instead: "I want to ask you, who are you? Your power gives me the feeling that you can destroy everything, but in my memory, There's never been someone like you."

"You can call me Baxian, as for who I am, after my boss returns, you will know who I am."

The burly man sat down on the ground and laughed. There was a trace of sadness in the eyes that looked up at the sky.

Why... the brothers haven't come back yet, do you really have to wait until the end of time before coming back?
"That kid's behavior in those years is somewhat similar to that of big brother."

The figure of Wang Chen flashed in his mind, and the burly man laughed inexplicably.

(End of this chapter)