The Great Qin: Stop Pretending, Your Father, I Am Qin Shihuang

As soon as the young man turned his head, he saw the person he wanted to follow before, looking at him with a smile.

The young man was about to say something when the strong man on the side shouted,

"Hey, who are you! Dare to interfere with your old..."

Snapped!

Before the strong man could finish speaking, he was slapped back by a slap in the face.

"You dare to hit me!"

The strong man looked at the person in front of him and said incredulously,

"Do you know who I am!?"

At this time, Zhao Lang looked at the strong man in front of him with a very indifferent expression.

He originally didn't want to meddle in his own business, but if someone bumped into it, it would be too much for someone to drill through his crotch.

Furthermore, the immortal master and immortal medicine that the brawny man mentioned earlier also aroused his interest.

In Daqin, ordinary people do not have this opportunity to come into contact with the so-called immortal masters and immortal medicines.

I originally wanted to use money to solve these problems, who knew that this guy's mouth was so stinky,

"Your master didn't tell you, do you have to look at people when you go out and cause trouble?"

Zhao Lang said indifferently.

In order to avoid trouble, his clothes are not low-key, and he is carrying people, which can avoid a lot of unnecessary trouble.

People rely on clothes, this is very realistic.

But it's also very useful.

It has always been like this.

Generally speaking, as long as anyone with some eyesight sees his clothes, he won't be so stinky.

I didn't expect to hear Zhao Lang's words, but the strong man became even more arrogant, saying,

"The master of my house is a man of immortals! Even if you have some money, how dare you compare with my master!"

"You provoked me today! It must not end well!"

Facing the threat of the other party, Zhao Lang did not panic at all, and even wanted to laugh a little.

"Then you must come to me as soon as possible."

When the strong man heard this, his eyes widened in anger, and he raised his hand to hit Zhao Lang directly!

This time, there is no need for Zhao Lang to take action, the big dog on the side has already taken action!

An elbow hit directly on the opponent's chest, and the strong man instantly let out a miserable howl and stepped back.

The medicines in his hands were also scattered.

"You dare to do it! You even knocked over the medicine of the Immortal Master!"

The strong man looked at the medicine all over the floor with a hint of panic in his eyes,

"I'm going to tell the Immortal Master! You're all going to die! You're all going to die!"

With that said, he bumped into the surrounding crowd and ran outside!

Zhao Lang frowned when he heard it, gave Xi a wink, and Xi followed him with someone.

Zhao Lang turned to the young man and said with a smile,

"This gentleman is fine."

I saw Zhao Lang, who was handsome in appearance, extraordinary in temperament, and luxuriously dressed.

The young man did not show his timidity, but straightened his chest and returned,

"It's okay to be here, thank you son for your help, dare to ask the son's name?"

Since he was careful, he had big ambitions and firmly believed that a man should be able to bend and stretch. These physical insults had no effect on him.

As long as you have the opportunity to achieve great things, this life is not in vain.

Hearing this, Zhao Lang nodded slightly.

Ordinary people will inevitably feel a little nervous when they encounter bullying, and some people will become extremely irritable and irritable.

This is a normal human physiological response and a protective mechanism of the body.

Nothing to be ashamed of.

However, if you can restrain this physical reaction and do it calmly, you need excellent psychological quality.

The young man in front of him is very good.

Zhao Lang couldn't help but feel some love for talent, so he laughed,

"I'm Zhao Lang, Xianyang. I don't know the name of the son?"

The young man was about to speak, but at this moment, there was a loud noise not far away,

"Who dares to fight in the street!"

Zhao Lang frowned slightly, someone reported to the official.

Although he is a general, it is difficult for people to know what happened today.

He took out his own wallet and put it directly into the other party's hand.

But the young man's face changed, although he was poor now.

But it's not the kind of person who is purely for money.

He was about to refuse when he heard Zhao Lang say apologetically,

"Sorry, I have to go first, but I can't have a drink with the son."

"These money are not given to the son, but the wine money for you and me. It's just that I was in a hurry at this time and put it with the son first."

"Wait until the next day, come and have a drink with your son."

Zhao Lang knew that in Daqin, sending money was actually a technical job.

Some people put their own principles above life.

If the way of sending money is wrong, it will offend people.

Sure enough, hearing this, the young man also felt Zhao Lang's sincerity and no longer refused,

"Master Lang, in Xiahan..."

Before the young man could finish speaking, the official man approached and shouted again,

"Where is the private fighter!"

Zhao Lang could only give the other party an apologetic look, then turned around and left with the person, rushing in the direction of liking them.

If it wasn't for something else, Zhao Lang actually wanted to chat with the other party.

The young man didn't mean to blame, Zhao Lang clashed with the strong man because of him.

It's just a pity that I can't talk to Zhao Lang.

In fact, according to his age, Zhao Lang is much younger than him, but his bearing is impressive.

He could only watch Zhao Lang leave, and muttered to himself,

"I'm going to Han Xin, thank you son Lang."

Seeing that the people in the government were getting closer and closer, the people around didn't want to cause trouble, so they dispersed, and Han Xin also turned and left.

After Han Xin left, he came to a remote and humble inn.

This is his residence.

He has no money and can only live here, but even then, his money is not enough.

As soon as I entered the door, I heard the owner shout,

"Han Xin, you have to pay the rent today! Otherwise, let me go out!"

The owner's words caused a burst of laughter from the people around, and the people living here were all rough.

There is a lot of fun to watch, and naturally I will not let it go.

Han Xin was not bothered either, although the surrounding environment was not good, it couldn't affect his mood.

Of course, you still have to pay for it.

He took out his purse, paid the money, and was about to go back to his room, but was stopped by the shopkeeper.

"I've already paid, why are you stopping me?"

Han Xin frowned.

The shopkeeper snorted coldly and said,

"You don't even look at your purse, do you still have money to pay for the house?"

"I've already taken all your things out for you. Hmph, go to the corner outside the city and sleep!"

After speaking, he took out a tattered suitcase and threw it to Han Xin.

Han Xin exhaled a little, didn't say anything, picked up his things and went out the door.

When he got to the door, he remembered the purse Zhao Lang gave him.

When he opened it, he was stunned when his face remained unchanged.

Because in the purse was a pile of tiny gold nuggets!

Han Xin couldn't help but murmured,

"Young Master Lang actually believes in me so!?"

At this time, the owner's voice came from the store again.

"Han Xin, what are you doing at the door! Don't get in my way!"

There was another burst of laughter in the store~www.NovelMTL.com~ Han Xin, who was ridiculed and held gold in his hand, did not hit these people in the face with gold.

Because they don't deserve it!

I don't want to attract others' coveting because of these gold!

Adding trouble to Mr. Lang.

But the head will not, in the laughter of these people, left here.

He and these people were never in the same world.

Ferocious beast, why do you care about the roar of the insect (zhi4)?

On the other hand, Zhao Lang encountered some difficulties.

"Anyone lost?"

Zhao Lang frowned slightly, looking at the joy in front of him.

(Ah, ah, sleep.)