Bug Master In Doomsday

Standing next to Zhang Nan, Yang Jiang kept paying attention to his behavior. Seeing that his eyes were fixed on his master's hand, he quietly poked Zhang Nan with his elbow.

The old man sitting in the Grand Master's chair had a straight face, black face and white beard, and a slightly thin body, but his back was straight and straight. Just sitting there, an awful high-ranking aura emerged spontaneously.

"In the next place, Zhang Nan, a person from Xuanshan Town in the northwest, has a long admiration for the elderly!" Zhang Nan knelt down on one knee decisively, and respectfully bowed to the old man.

Standing on the side, Yang Jiang was also taken aback. He usually sees that the master is only giving a salute to his disciples. The kneeling ceremony of Zhang Nan's eldest brother, that is a lowly etiquette that a slave can do when he greets his master.

The serious old man sitting in the grandmaster's chair frowned as he watched Zhang Nan's movements, and his black face was like a door god.

He snorted dissatisfiedly, patted the armrest of the chair with his palm suddenly, and said with some disappointment:

"I just listened to Jiang'er these days. He recognized a big brother, and said that he was a hero and hero who was righteous. When I look at the old man today, it turns out that he is a spineless boy."

With such ridiculous words, Zhang Nan, who was kneeling on the ground, still never got up, with his forehead pressed tightly on the ground, and said in a respectful tone with a hint of inferiority: "What the elder said is that Zhang Nan is just a man chased by the government. A hero who kills a bereaved dog can never be called a hero."

"But Zhang Nan knelt today, just begging the elder to give him permission. Yang Jiang is my Zhang Nan's brother, and he is also your disciple. Recognize my ridiculous eldest brother, please don't be punished.

The second is to thank the elders for your interview. I know that my identity has caused you a lot of trouble, but you are still willing to see you next time. Zhang Nan has nothing to report, so he can only kneel down on his eight-foot-tall male body, respectfully. Kowtow to you. "

After finishing speaking, there was a muffled bang, and Zhang Nan's forehead hit the ground abruptly.

A very respectful gift, a murderous, brave gangster can kneel here and kowtow respectfully. This is not an easy task in itself. The gangsters all pay attention to a person who can kill and can not be insulted, and it is not necessary to be able to shed the bones. many.

Zeng Lan's frowning brows slightly soothed while sitting in the Grand Master's chair, and the corners of her mouth rose slightly impenetrably.

He lifted his hand to caress the white beard of his chin, his face still has a serious and meticulous look: "Get up, you guy looks sturdy and honest, he didn't expect that he is also the glib guy."

"Brother Zhang Nan, get up quickly." Yang Jiang's eyes turned red on the side, and he was really moved after hearing Zhang Nan's words.

Who knows in the rivers and lakes that Big Brother Zhang Nan is a brave, spineless good man. Today, for his own brother, he is willing to kneel down. What's wrong with having this brother?

Zeng Lan’s eagle-like old eyes are very bright. He has lived for decades, and he is naturally very accurate in seeing people. This Nan’s thoughts of worshiping his disciple are definitely not so simple, even when he kneels, it is Show yourself well.

But what's the problem? A knife only needs to be sharp enough, regardless of where it comes from?

Especially now that the big plan is about to start, the ancestors of Penglai will leave the customs within a year. He is nothing more than a wanted man in the government. With this layer of restraint, this knife is also a good knife.