my universal tinder

Chapter 27

"This little brat really has a way."

Wang Qiong's eyes narrowed slightly, and there was a flash of coldness.

Ming Haoran's ability is quite peculiar, it can affect and even change people's impression and perception of him invisibly.

"Please make room for this young lady to rest."

Ming Haoran came to the corner and said politely to the gathered crowd.

He came from a wealthy family, but he has no pretensions at all, he is polite and kind to others, which has won Lu Ming'er's favor even more.

Ming Haoran knew this well, but sneered.

He has played too much with women, just getting the body is no longer enough for him, only playing with people's hearts and making the other party swear by him can he have pleasure.

Everyone got up and gave up their seats.

"Huh?" Ming Haoran frowned.

At this time, only two people and one donkey did not move, still chatting there.

Fatty talked on and on.

The donkey looked resentful.

As for Wang Qiong, the old god was there, listening to Fatty's grand plans and great achievements, it seemed that he didn't see Ming Haoran at all.

"Excuse me..." Ming Haoran's voice was a little cold.

"Such a big seat is not enough? How big is your butt?"

Wang Qiong didn't even look at it, and shouted directly.

His voice was not loud but carried throughout the hall.

Ming Haoran's complexion changed slightly, and a ruthless look flashed in the depths of his eyes.

This sound made many people wake up, and laughter rang out.

Suddenly, Ming Haoran's face flushed red.

"Friend, let me advise you..." Ming Haoran suppressed the anger in his heart, still maintaining his demeanor, and said in a deep voice.

"Don't be so close, I don't know you well, who is your friend? How big is your face?" Wang Qiong said contemptuously.

He said a few words and directly attacked with violence, constantly embarrassing Ming Haoran.

Many people watched with joy in their hearts, and even felt a sense of elation.

After all, the disciples of the big clan are so high above, many people can't see them, and even feel that some of their actions are just pretending to be coercive.

Especially in front of beautiful women, he pretends to be humble and polite, but behind others, he looks completely different.

Now, however, he has encountered a hard problem, but Wang Qiong just doesn't give him face, which makes many people feel good about him, and even admire him a little.

"This buddy is awesome, and the big family doesn't even give him face."

"Brother is stubborn, beat him to death."

"Okay, let him pretend to be aggressive in front of beautiful women, and he will be slapped in the face."

Many people have come to their senses and started discussing cheerfully.

Ming Haoran was so furious that it was hard to calm down, being scolded in front of his "prey" and losing such a big face, even if he was deeply scheming, he couldn't help it.

His eyes flickered, staring at Wang Qiong, a strange wave came.

"It turns out to be Royal Logistics. Your ability is really rare."

Wang Qiong turned his head and looked directly at him, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, showing a smile like killing a pig or a sheep.

"What did you say?" Ming Haoran's expression changed slightly.

His abilities are extremely rare, and ordinary people have no way of knowing them.

"Little brat, your ability is 'Yu Nian'?" Wang Qiong walked up to him and whispered in his ear.

Just one sentence, but it was like a stone breaking the sky.

Ming Haoran's eyeballs almost fell out, and he stared at Wang Qiong in horror.

That's right, his ability is Yuliu, which can control other people's thoughts.

Although with his current state, it can only have a slight impact, it is also extremely terrifying.

But this ability is of little use to the strong-willed.

Therefore, Wang Qiong was not affected in any way.

"You...you..." Ming Haoran could not help but look at Wang Qiong.

He looks ordinary, and his clothes are even more ordinary. At first glance, he looks like a poor man.

How could such a thing see through his ability?

"People from the Ming family are indeed of the same rank." Wang Qiong sneered.

The disciple of the Ming family he knew was similar to the guy in front of him, relying on supernatural powers to do whatever he wanted, but his strength was much, much stronger than Ming Haoran.

"I can not be affected by my ability, and I can see through it at a glance, and even participate in the assessment of the Guangming Academy..."

Ming Haoran's thoughts turned sharply, and his brain frantically made associations.

Among the big clan, there are countless disciples in each generation. If you want to stand out, or even survive, if you don't have extraordinary talent, you must be cautious and strive to the extreme.

Therefore, Ming Haoran never dared to really show his ability, he has been forbearing, and he always pretends to be very good in front of others.

Now, being seen through by Wang Qiong at a glance is like being stripped naked, and people on the road are still the kind of crowd watching ticket sales.

This made his nerves tense to the extreme, and he began to speculate on Wang Qiong's identity.

"Excuse me... are you a disciple of some great clan, visiting in private?" Ming Haoran approached Wang Qiong and asked in a low voice.

To be able to have such insight and strength, and to keep such a low profile, such aptitude must at least be a disciple of a moon-ranked clan, or even a disciple of a solar-ranked clan.

That kind of existence is much nobler than him.

Not to mention the great clans, even among the royal clans, there are many precedents of disciples hiding their identities and hiding in the world.

Like Mu Jiuge back then, he kept his name incognito and went to Guangming Academy to practice.

"Ok?"

Wang Qiong was taken aback, a little dazed, and didn't even understand what it meant.

But this blank look in Ming Haoran's eyes has another meaning.

"It seems that I guessed it right, this lord probably didn't expect me to be so thoughtful." Ming Haoran was delighted in his heart.

"You misunderstood..." Wang Qiong shook his head, just about to explain.

"Well, I understand, I understand." Ming Haoran nodded quickly, but secretly said in his heart: "As expected of being a disciple of a rich family, in a high position, he is willing to be with the light and the dust, and he does not hesitate to be in the company of beasts."

Ming Haoran's eyes swept over the fat man and the white donkey, and his admiration for Wang Qiong increased by three points.

The fact that the disciples of the rich clan were able to make friends with this kind of people shows that they are really broad-minded, regardless of high or low, and are not bound by worldly eyes.

"You rest, I won't bother you." Ming Haoran said with a smile.

This scene made everyone dumbfounded.

"what's the situation?"

"crazy?"

"Damn it, it turns off after a few words? This doesn't look like a disciple of a rich family."

Everyone was stunned, and some couldn't believe it.

Wang Qiong looked as if he had no identity and background. Facing such a person, how could a disciple of a rich family shrink back.

Ming Haoran swept across the crowd, but he showed a sneer, thinking in his heart, a bunch of idiots.

At this moment, he suddenly had a feeling that everyone was drunk and I was alone.

"Hao Ran, this person is so arrogant, why are you so humble." Lu Ming'er chased after him, puzzled.

Ming Haoran glanced at her, but said in his heart, silly woman.

At this time, Wang Qiong looked blank, which was a little different from what he had expected.

Can the disciples of the rich clan do things that make things peaceful?so bearable?

"What did you tell him?" The fat man asked in confusion.

"I didn't say anything!" Wang Qiong was a little confused.

(End of this chapter)