Master of the city

"Big star? The big brother over there? "

Zhang Fan's face is full of suspicions. It's not right. Shouldn't the words of big stars be full of support? What's more, how can the girls in the class be so quiet when they meet the stars? What's more, the middle-aged man doesn't look like a big star in legend. Just a passer-by.

"No, no, that's just a bodyguard. Come and invite van

"Oh, I said."

That's right. That man has no star air at all. But Let a bodyguard invite me. It's a bit big.

"Mr. Zhang, I was going to invite Professor Luan today, but Professor Luan said that there was a very important thing. He introduced you to me and asked Mr. Zhang to come with me. Our young lady is still waiting."

When the middle-aged man saw that Zhang Fan was the one he wanted to wait for, he also welcomed him, but his voice was a little cold.

"Who is your lady?"

It turns out that he didn't come specially to invite himself, but Professor Luan's substitute, Zhang Fan yawned. If it's something important, Luan Qingping should call himself. Since he didn't call, he meant to let himself deal with it casually.

"Sorry, there's no comment. I want to know who our lady is. I'll know when you see her."

The middle-aged man's answer is still very formulaic.

"Oh? So sure? "

Zhang Fan sneered and walked past the middle-aged man with Luo Qianqian in his arms.

"Sorry, I'm not interested in knowing who your master is."

When the voice falls, Zhang Fan and Luo Qianqian have already been seated on the table. Zhang Fan also took out the fried red fruit from the bag in Luo Qianqian's hand, opened the cover and took a deep breath, looking like he was going to have breakfast in the classroom.

"Mr. Zhang, please come with me. We don't have that much time to waste. "

The middle-aged man went to Zhang Fan's table and waved his hand. The box of fried red fruits on the table was smeared on the ground by him. The box turned over and the sweet red fruits spilled all over the floor.

Seeing that he got up early in the morning and bought the fried red fruit against the cold wind, Luo Qianqian was in a hurry. He stood up directly from his seat, pointed out his finger to the middle-aged man and scolded: "what do you want to do? Who allowed you to move my things

"It's just a box of fried red fruits. I went to see the lady and did the work. The Commission is enough for you to eat fried red fruits till you die."

The middle-aged man didn't change his expression because of the little girl's anger. When he spoke, he put his hand into his wallet and found out that a red grandfather Mao was left on Luo Qianqian's desk. At this time, Luo Qianqian's beautiful big eyes had already burst into tears. It was the first time in her life that she ran so hard for a man, but in the end, she was upset by the bastard in front of her.

"Is it great to have money?"

Zhang Fangang just doesn't want to pay attention to this middle-aged man, but now he is a little angry. As soon as he reached out and copied it, he held it in his hand and threw it to the middle-aged man's face. As soon as the bill left his hand, it burned into a flame. The middle-aged man was hit by a fireball in his face before he could dodge. Suddenly, there was a splash of sparks. Although it went out quickly and didn't hurt anyone, the middle-aged man was still scared and couldn't help himself Step back, although there is no burn on the face, the two eyebrows are out of shape under the fire.

"Better get out of my sight before I decide to hit you."

Zhang Fan didn't look at the middle-aged man any more. Instead, he bent down to lift the plastic box on the ground, pinched a clean looking red fruit with his right hand and put it into his mouth. Then he sat up and chewed the red fruit while stroking Luo Qian's brain bag with his left hand.

"It's delicious. Next time we'll go to the store and eat together. "

"Well."

Luo Qianqian's face is slightly red. She squints her eyes and enjoys Zhang Fan's touch like a kitten. As for the tears that had already overflowed her eyes, she has already been thrown to Java. Although most of the fried red fruits are wasted, Zhang fanken pinches one from the fried red fruits on the ground to eat it, which is her affirmation and respect.

"Don't toast and don't drink. It's a blessing for you to help our young lady."

"I don't drink. You can go away."

"You

The middle-aged man was really annoyed by Zhang Fan's indifferent attitude. No matter how the bill just flew to his face burned, he would fight Zhang Fan with his fist. And sitting on the seat of Zhang Fan did not even move, right hand holding a tissue to wipe fingers, left hand is to continue to stroke Luo Qian's head.

The middle-aged man's fist was less than 10 cm away from Zhang Fan's face, but at this time, a big dark hand suddenly stretched out from the side and grasped the middle-aged man's wrist. The middle-aged man immediately felt that his hand was clamped by a pair of pliers, and he couldn't move any more.

In doubt, the middle-aged man looked back and saw a black fist in his field of vision."Bang", sour feeling from the nose instantly into the brain, tears, nosebleed uncontrollably from the middle-aged man's face down.

"Oh, I know that there are three men in this classroom. Don't you mean three men in a play? This extra audience is the legendary uprising audience. Hehe, although Tang Liangchen is not a local, there are no 100 ways to make you unable to live here, but I can beat you. "

It's big black Tom who holds the middle-aged man's wrist.

Since his apprenticeship, Tom has volunteered to be a teaching assistant in this class, which is still a free one. He's also here today. Of course, in addition to being close to Zhang Fan, you can also get in touch with some beautiful Chinese girls, can't you? As an international friend with a strong sense of ethics, Tom couldn't allow others to attack his master. When he saw that the middle-aged man with his back to him dared to punch, he immediately came up and killed him.

"How dare you hit me?"

The middle-aged man was dazed and sat down on the floor. When he turned around, he did not forget the routine lines of the beat.

"Oh, my Huaxia elder brother, why don't I dare to beat you? You are very good at fighting black lord. You can sue me and sue me in the future! The first-class foreigners, the second-class officials, the third-class young people, the fourth class what? You call the police and arrest me now? To tell you the truth, black lord, it's called being brave for a just cause. Do you understand? The beautiful sisters in the whole classroom can testify to me that I'm trying to stop you from hurting people. You call the police. Let me see who the police officer you're looking for will take away. "

Lao Hei's mouth is more and more smooth, and his words are as abrupt as machine gun. The middle-aged man can't even reply. The middle-aged man got up and wiped a bloody nose, as if he wanted to put some cruel words. However, seeing that Da Lao Hei had to open his mouth again, he resolutely shut up and left.

As soon as the expert makes a move, he will know if he can easily grasp his arm. Obviously, his strength is not a series. What's more, Da Laohei's words are right. The foreign devils have their own privileges, but they are still in charge. It must be him who was arrested in the end.

"Hey, hey, master, how am I doing?"

Seeing that the middle-aged man had gone away, Da Laohei immediately came to Zhang Fan with a shy face, like a child asking for praise.

"Good, good, you big head!"

Zhang Fan slapped Da Laohei on his half inch head.

"Who are the four! The skin is itching, isn't it? "

"Pa"

it's another slap.

"Shifu, Shifu, I'm wrong. I'm talking nonsense. Don't beat me, Shifu"

the big black suffered a lot. Shifu didn't do it, but his apprentice helped to beat away the bad guys. Didn't he help Shifu pretend to be a big 13? How can I be beaten? That's what the four people said on the Internet. It's not Laohei's invention.

Just as Lao Hei was suffering, a light green thing flew towards him. Big black subconsciously reached for it and found that it was a jade Avalokitesvara.

"Master, this is..."

Da Laohei was a little dazed when he looked at Yu Guanyin in his palm. He is a true disciple of Zhang Fan. He practices Taiyi Zhenjue like Zhang Fan, which even Shen Xiaoman has never learned. Because of this, Da Laohei can know the value of this jade Guanyin better than others.

There was a warm air in it, and the quality and quantity were excellent. Tom doesn't know much about antiques or magic weapons, but he knows it's definitely a treasure.

"I'll wear it when I practice martial arts, Lao Hei. Although I had a bad impression of you when we first met, these days Forget it, I don't want to talk about it any more. I'll change it for you in a few days

This jade Avalokitesvara originally wanted to take it back to Shen Xiaoman. Since he took the girl, Zhang Fan didn't want to fool him. But this time, if there was no big black, he might not be sitting here today, but soaking in the blood of the hidden palace. Well, Van Gogh admits that he discriminates against foreigners, but what Lao Hei has been doing is enough to make him his own person.

"Thank you, master!"

Da Laohei is not ambiguous at all. After putting away Yu Guanyin, he immediately knelt down on the ground and kowtowed three times to Zhang Fan.

To tell you the truth, Zhang Fan was a little speechless before this time. He also told Lao Hei that he didn't need to be so serious, but Lao Hei said that only in this way can he have a sense of ritual between master and apprentice, and his head is strong enough to knock a few times without pain