Urban Shared Boyfriend System

After calculating the distance, He Xuan found that the business district in front of him was within two kilometers.

This area is considered to be the largest business district in Shenghai City. There are many company buildings and some ancient tea houses in it.

Many businessmen will come here to drink tea and discuss cooperation, and there is a man-made river running through it.

In the street where He Xuan is now alone, there are nearly ten teahouses, and there is a business office area behind it.

If he searched for them one by one, He Xuan felt... Even if he found the sun setting, he couldn't find it!

Moreover, this seems to be a little different from the martial arts disputes he knows!

Generally on TV, whenever martial arts people have a dispute, they will definitely use swords and guns. The picture that is often seen is...

With a bang, someone was kicked out of a certain house, and then fell to the ground with a bang.

However, now He Xuan looks at these streets, the wind is calm, not to mention the disputes of martial arts people, even the only two dogs that can be seen do not fight, and they eat the leftovers from the trash can together in harmony Leftovers.

【warn!warn!The target appears within 100 meters of the host, please pay more attention to the host...]

Just when He Xuan was a little puzzled, the system's notification sounded again.

"100 meters? It's easy to handle. Within 100 meters of me, there are these two teahouses. Others seem...to be impossible..."

He Xuan quickly walked into the first teahouse called "Pinmingxuan", "Lucky Day" really wasn't built.

As soon as he stepped in, He Xuan saw that among the guests drinking tea on the first floor, all of them were warriors!

People who have practiced martial arts are obviously different from ordinary people. Maybe ordinary people can't see it, but if they are also martial artists, they can tell at a glance that their blood is particularly strong.

Of course, the ones with strong qi and blood are all relatively junior warriors.

A martial arts master like He Xuan can already restrain all the aura in his body. When other warriors look at him, they will only think that he is just an ordinary person.

"I'm sorry! Sir, our teahouse is a membership system, and it is not open to the public. You are not our member. If you want to drink tea, please go to other teahouses!"

As soon as he walked in, He Xuan was stopped by a waiter in a tea house.

Good guy, He Xuan took a closer look, this waiter is a warrior, and his rank is not low!

Hearing what he said, He Xuan finally understood.

This "Pin Mingxuan" is probably a place dedicated to warriors to communicate and gather, and it does not accept ordinary people at all.

Because He Xuan is a master of martial arts, the warrior aura on his body is all introverted, and the waiter's rank is not enough, so when he saw that He Xuan was not a martial artist, he immediately came to "drive away".

"How do you know I'm not a member?"

Smiling slightly, when He Xuan just wanted to show a little of the true energy of a warrior, there was a bang...

It was really like the scene shown on TV. Suddenly a figure in a very embarrassing situation was kicked down on the second floor of the tea house, and then hit the ground with a sudden and heavy blow.

Everyone was shocked...

He Xuan took a closer look, and the person on the ground... turned out to be a monk with a bald head!

At this time, there was a roar of a male duck's voice from upstairs, and a black-haired old man in Taoist robes held a whisk in his hand, and yelled at the monk who fell to the ground: "Bill donkey! Don't want to fight with Pindao for the teacher..."

The martial arts dispute that He Xuan was looking forward to... is here!

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【Second Update】

Chapter 338 Why bother giving me face! 【First update】

Bald donkey, don't you want to rob the poor teacher for the wife?

Upon hearing this, He Xuan was stunned for a moment, and then began to use his imagination very curiously.

After all, this sentence is very connotative.

In such a short sentence, the love and hatred of the three sects are included, and when unfolded, at least one million words of martial arts ethics can be written.

However, the next second...

However, He Xuan saw that the old Taoist priest was standing on the second floor with a whisk, and said very domineeringly: "This scroll of ancient law in the hands of the master is sure to be obtained by a poor Taoist. You bald donkey, where did you come from?" Where are you going, don't want to go here, and pindao to grab the fragments of the teacher's hand."

puff!

Can people nowadays finish their speech in one breath?

Do you know that it is very easy to cause a big misunderstanding by just talking like this.

"Sir, ordinary people like you are not welcome in our teahouse. If you don't want to get burned, you should leave as soon as possible!"

There was such a brawl in the teahouse, and the waiter who "drove" He Xuan just now "asked" He Xuan to leave even more impatiently.

"If you have a way to get me out, go ahead. Anyway, I won't go by myself..."

With a slight smile, He Xuan didn't do anything else, but stretched out his hand gently, and shook hands with the waiter.

"Sir, if you continue to do this, we will treat you hard... Ouch!"

The waiter also wanted to shake He Xuan's hand, let He Xuan know the pain, and then retreated.

However, when he exerted all his strength, He Xuan still didn't change his face. On the contrary, He Xuan exerted his strength lightly, and he immediately cried out in pain unbearably.

"Let... let go of me. Sir, please... please let me go..."

The waiter suddenly yelled in pain, almost kneeling on the ground.

"Now, may I ask you... am I eligible to drink tea here?"

Letting go of his hand, He Xuan smiled and asked the waiter again.

"Yes, yes, yes... Mister, oh no! Senior! Blame me for being blind. Please sit over there, and I will serve you the best Longjing tea right away."

Knowing that he met a master, the waiter immediately lowered his posture and went to serve He Xuan the best Longjing tea.

But at this time, the warriors in the teahouse were all focused on the love-hate entanglement of the "three sects", and no one paid attention to He Xuan's side at all.

After He Xuan found an empty seat and sat down, he quietly watched the development of the situation.

I saw that the monk who was kicked downstairs climbed up from the ground very unwillingly, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and shouted to the old Taoist priest on the second floor: "Old Daoist Chenxu, do you think the poor monk is afraid of you?" ? This remnant volume of ancient law is also what our Dayin Temple is determined to obtain. Besides, Master Qingzhu did not say that he will sell it to you? The highest price gets it."

"Damn! Didn't you see it? Jiekong bald donkey, on the fragmented scroll that the teacher took out, there was written the word Qingyun of our Qingyun Taoist temple. This is of course the supreme secret book lost by our sect. Poor Daoist No talent, even if you die, you won’t let outsiders get involved..."

The old Taoist priest was very arrogant, he put away the whisk, and with a bang, he pulled out a soft sword from his waist, pointed it down and shouted, "Today, anyone who wants to rob the poor master of the ancient law on the master Juan, I will show no mercy under my sword."