I’m Really Not A Big Shot

"Harris is not malicious, he is this character, don't worry about it."

Luo Xiaoqian apologetically said.

"I won't mind."

Luo Liang waved his hand in a generous gesture.

He added another sentence: "After all, a person of great moral stature does not remember the offenses committed by one of low moral stature."

There is a medicinal smell in the words. .

In the private room, the atmosphere is a bit stagnant.

Luo Liang did it on purpose.

Harris may not be deliberately belittle him, but after all, he was a public scandal.

Luo Liang was never a magnanimous person.

"Hey! Buddy! I won't follow your aggressive approach."

Harris remain unmoved.

Luo Liang has a kind of kicking padded cotton feeling.

Harris is either a bitch, or he really looks down on Martial Artist for fear of hurting Luo Liang.

Everyone in the private room laughed and brought the topic over and turned to discuss the vintage car.

Luo Liang did not consciously blend into their topic,

Luo Liang likes this cheerful and relaxed atmosphere.

Everyone has a common hobby, and will not deliberately compare or belittle anyone.

At night.

Dozens of people gather for dinner in the club.

To the newcomer Luo Liang, everyone is very enthusiastic, and many people toast.

Harris took the initiative to toast Luo Liang.

"Liang, I really didn't mean to belittle you, but I look down on the profession of Martial Artist."

Luo Liang can't wait to draw his lips.

You said to me that you look down on Martial Artist, what is the difference with belittle me?

"Everyone, toast, and welcome Luo Liang to join the club."

Luo Xiaoqian stood up.

"Yes, welcome Luo Liang."

Everyone got up, picked up their glasses, and expressed kindness to Luo Liang.

Luo Liang looked towards Luo Xiaoqian, a bit speechless, when did I agree to join your club?

The strongest organization boss in the universe, join your little club?

Don’t you want to card surface?

Luo Xiaoqian blinked at him with a trace of narrowness.

"Well, thank you all..."

Luo Liang was about to say a few words.

A harsh engine sound rang above the club.

What sound!

Everyone is frowned and looks out the window.

I saw a white flying car, spraying flames, flying back and forth above the club.

Huh!

The strong wind driven by the flying car blew up a lot of debris on the site, and some vehicles were hit by pond fish.

What the hell!

Luo Liang could not help cursing, his new car was scratched with a long mark.

"Dog stuff, dare to come to the club to make trouble!"

The people from the club came out, pointed at the flying car and yelled.

"Who is that person?"

"It seems to be Liu Jun, Liu Family's Second Young Master."

weng! Phew!

The white flying car fell a few meters above everyone's head.

"Xiaoqian! Why don't you call me for dinner in your club? You look down on me, Liu Jun?"

The flying car window rolled down, revealing a scornful young face.

Luo Xiaoqian coldly said: "Liu Jun! This is a vintage car entertainment club, you are not our member, I have no obligation to invite you."

"vintage car? By the times It's just garbage to be eliminated."

Liu Jun said disdainfully.

"The rich people play flying car, interstellar yacht. You play with people in this circle, are you not afraid to lower the oneself grade?"

"Liu Jun! You give it to I shut up!"

Luo Xiaoqian's pretty face tightened and scolded.

"Do you think we are here, who can't afford your broken flying car? Our vintage car club, playing with feelings!"

Luo Liang looked at the car The flying car of the wind, secretly, I can't afford it.

Actually.

Many people in the audience looked at Liu Jun’s flying car, and they were a little envious.

A flying car can cost millions at every turn.

Many people in the club may be able to afford it, but not necessarily.

It's like this.

Will a person worth several million buy a Rolls-Royce with all his belongings? And just bought it for fun.

"Where does this Liu Jun come from?" Luo Liang asked.

Beside the humanity: "I heard that it is Sister Luo's pursuer, and their clan is a family friend."

"Liu Jun, you are not welcome here, just get out of sight."

Luo Xiaoqian said angry.

"If you want me to go, it's not impossible."

Liu Jun looked stunned.

"Interstellar Law, the winner is king."

"You people’s car, who can run my car, let me leave without saying a word!"

hearing this, everyone in the club has a MMP.

This stuff is too shameless!

How can a car on the ground run over a flying car?

This is like competing with a van and a sports car for acceleration.

What's more, everyone is playing a vintage car, whose performance is not as good as the mainstream cars on the market.

"Compared, isn't it? You might say that I am bullying people based on my family background."

Liu Jun chuckled.

"Hehe, don't you rely on the wealth of your family? Regardless of your life experience, you are not even a fart!"

Someone sarcastically said.

"Well said! Then I will not stop your mouths first than these external objects."

Liu Jun gave a high-five.

"What do you want to compare? Dare to duel!"

Harris stood up.

"Yes! There is ability duel."

"If you don't dare to fight, just get out of here!"

Everyone in the club is an attractive spectacle and has confidence in Harris .

Harris is a senior Super Power User. He has been a profession of Mage for two or three years. Duel has a high winning rate.

"You are fooled..."

Only Luo Xiaoqian's expression was anxious and he stomped straight.

"Just duel!"

Liu Jun showed a successful smile.

The flying car is suspended several meters high.

sou!

Liu Jun is agile like a leopard, falling down.

The two found an open space, 20 meters apart, facing each other.

"hmph! At this distance, I won't wait for you to get close, I can win with one blow."

Harris is confident.

"Harris, don't underestimate the enemy..."

Luo Xiaoqian reminded.

Fireball Spell!

Harris gathered up a watermelon-sized Fireball in his hands and turned it into a line of fire.

pu!

Fireball hit Liu Jun in the body.

"merely this."

Harris said as a winner.

"Be careful!" Everyone exclaimed.

hua!

Fireball only hit the afterimage, smashing the next glove box.

Liu Jun has slender limbs, like a sturdy leopard, whose speed exceeds the limit of human beings.

Afterimage flashed.

He has come to Harris' side. It took just over a second in just 20 meters.

peng!

Harris was punched for several meters, and there was the sound of rib fracture.

"Harris, are you okay!"

Everyone ran over to help Harris treat the wound.

"What kind of profession is that guy, so fast."

Luo Liang said curiously.

"strengthening type'Esper', his strengthening Innate Skill inclines toward speed, explosive power."

Luo Xiaoqian answered.

Luo Liang suddenly.

The Super Power User of the Mage profession is crispy after all, and will be very passive once it gets close.

It happens that Liu Jun is a speed-type Esper, which is much faster than Martial Artist of the same level. It can be described as the Mage of the early stage.

"unable to withstand a single blow."

Liu Jun casually, it seems that he has not tried his best.

"Xiaoqian, today is my birthday. It's fine if you don't come."

He looked at Luo Xiaoqian with a bit of indignation.

"Oh, are you coming to join this kind of gathering in a circle?"

"Have you seen, even if you put aside their family background, these people will still be beaten by me!"

Liu Jun's tone was a little bit fierce, and he stretched out his hands to a circle of people in the club, although he didn't look at these people at all.

"You..."

Everyone in the club turned red and embarrassed.

Liu Jun did not say a dirty word, did not even look at them, but it brought strong humiliation.

However, Harris, the most powerful duel, was crushed by Liu Jun.

Other people are also inviting humiliation to oneself.

"Dude, before you brag, can you lose the money for the car first?"

An out-of-fit voice sounded on the field.

Everyone was surprised and looked sideways.

Luo Liang stood in front of oneself's car and saw the scratches on it, his expression distressed.

This is the new car just mentioned.

"What do you want?" Liu Jun impatiently said.

"My car, as well as a few members' cars, were scratched by you."

Luo Liang reached out to several cars in the field.

"Lost money first."

Luo Liang extend the hand palm, you're welcome.

If you want to come to Liu Jun so rich, you shouldn't lack a few people.

"Yes!"

Liu Jun said cheerfully: "You kneel down and beg, and I will tip you ten times."

"Shame?"

Luo Liang underestimated the shameless of this guy.

Liu Jun doesn't care about the money.

If he loses money obediently, equivalent to bow his head to these low-end people.

For Liu Jun, face is more important than money.

"Do you want me to lose money?"

Liu Jun laughed. He looked like a cynical scoundrel and was quite lethal to immature girls.

"You show evidence!"

"How did you know that my eyes saw the loss caused by me?"

Everyone was very angry and exclaimed Liu at the same time Jun's rogue, no wonder Luo Xiaoqian avoided him.

"You don't have to pay for it."

Luo Liang is not angry, he was frivolous when he was young, who has never experienced it?

But I am younger and more handsome than you now, so how can it make sense to bear you?

Great, everyone hurt each other.

Chun!

Luo Liang's figure is like dragon and tigers flying into the air, running "Qilin-Dragon Scripture", hitting the flying car in the air with a punch.

peng! ka!

The shell of the flying car was smashed into a hole as large as a washbasin.

shortly afterward.

The white flying car shook violently, lost its balance, and fell from mid-air.

A "hong" beep.

The flying car falls to the ground, sparks flying in all directions.

The audience was quiet.

Huh?

Luo Liang stared at oneself's fist blankly, the secret path was not good.

I wanted to smash a fist-sized nest, so we hurt each other and don't owe each other.

How did you smash the flying car down?

This second-generation ancestor won’t find me to lose money, right?