When the former gang leader Lin Xiaodong transformed into a pit fighter, he was in the capital.

Three months after Lao Duan stepped down, he had already returned to his former glory in the capital. In addition to some wealthy families experiencing various rise and fall, the life of the common people is still the same.

Leng Qingqiu was walking on the street in the uniform of Joan of Arc Girls' Middle School and was rushing to the school calmly when he saw two big-headed soldiers in gray uniforms suddenly appearing in front of him, one carrying a long rifle and the other holding a cigarette.

The gray military uniform with cigarettes not only blocked Leng Qingqiu's road, but also smiled, "Little sister, are you going to school? Do you want your brother to accompany you?"

Leng Qingqiu's face looked ugly, and she didn't reply and just bypassed the way.

The gray military uniform with cigarettes continued to block the road, while the person carrying the gun smiled even more frivolously. "No wonder everyone said that the capital is good. Anyone who meets a little sister on the street is so beautiful. In the past, the Anhui clan really didn't know how much blessings he had enjoyed, but now it's our turn."

After all, the Anhui faction ruled from 2017 to the present. In the past few years, the grassroots order has been relatively stable.

Many of the Zhili and even its coalition allies who had just entered Zhili and captured the capital were really fascinated by the bustling world.

And to be honest, Leng Qingqiu, who was wearing a middle school uniform, looked at her appearance as the peak of her life. I still looked pitiful and charming.

Leng Qingqiu then scolded, "What do you want to do? I will call the police if I do this!"

The gray military uniform with cigarettes laughed louder, and even a little bit like a slight tilt forward and backward, "Call the police? OK, haha."

Calling the police or something is like a joke to these soldiers who entered the capital with guns.

While laughing, Gray's military uniform was still unscrupulously reaching out to catch Leng Qingqiu.

At this moment, a cold light flashed, and the laughing gray military uniform turned into a howl, covering his hands and retreating in a mess. During the retreat, there was also the sputtering blood pouring into the low altitude.

There was also one more person in front of Leng Qingqiu.

Another gunman was shocked and went to pull the rifle with a frightened anger. One of Xinduo's hands raised and pressed the other person a few times with a shadow like a butterfly.

The man carrying the gun also howled and retreated, and blood was soaring.

It was not until this time that Leng Qingqiu looked at the extra brave people who were brave and brave, "It's you?"

She recognized it. Isn’t this Jin Yanxi, who had harassed her and followed her many times when the Anhui clan did not step down? The young master who was called modern Jia Baoyu by Mr. Zhao?

At this moment, although Jin Yanxi was wearing a suit and leather shoes, she looked like a romantic and noble man at first glance, but his skin color and temperament inexplicably gave people a feminine and charming feeling.

It was like something, Leng Qingqiu thought about it for dozens of seconds but couldn't figure out how to describe it.

In her shock, Jin Yanxi smiled charmingly, "It's me, I'll help you once, but if you encounter such a thing in the future, you will depend on yourself."

There is another thing he didn't say, this time he continued to follow Leng Qingqiu secretly for a while, and suddenly intervened when encountering unfair things, it would be a commemoration of his lost youth.

Countless thoughts flashed through his mind, and Jin Yanxi smiled again, "Don't you know the Ninth Master in the bandit group?? Next time I encounter such a thing, if I don't want to be harassed by this kind of **, it's better to report the name of Zhao Jiu."

Leng Qingqiu was confused, "What a bandit, Mr. Zhao Jiu?"

Although she had met Zhao Xueyan, she also served as a guide to help him find a telephone bureau in Beijing. At the beginning, Mr. Zhao came forward, so that Jin Yanxi stopped harassing her.

But she doesn't know Mr. Zhao's background, and she doesn't know.

The bandits are currently famous internationally, but for Leng Qingqiu, who is still studying at the girls' middle school, she really hasn't heard much about it. After all, the bandits have never made trouble in the capital.

As for Jin Yanxi, it’s different.

I didn't know Mr. Zhao's identity at the beginning, but now I'd known it. After all, he died of a recurrence in Jin Quan's old illness. The huge Jin family was filled with sand, and all kinds of people rolled up the remaining wealth and scattered the birds and beasts.

He actually went to Bai Xiongqi to find Bai Xiongqi, and wanted to take advantage of his childhood sweethearts with Bai Xiuzhu, and live another life with Bai Xiongqi's power, and was rejected by Lao Bai.

Lao Bai also mocked and attacked Jin Qi Shao.

Then he gradually learned that Bai Xiuzhu had also become Zhao Jiuye's warm-up maid, or was sent by Bai Xiongqiu.

Jin Yanxi was not very sad about this. Since he met Leng Qingqiu, he has no feelings for Bai Xiuzhu himself. He first fell in love with someone else and treated Bai Xiuzhu as if nothing had happened. Then, after the Jin family declined, it would be reasonable for the other party to do what he did.

At most, let Mr. Jin Qi sigh at the changes in the world.

Under Leng Qingqiu's puzzled question, Jin Yanxi smiled, laughing a little hilariously, "So you don't know? You don't know anything, it doesn't matter."

The next moment, seeing someone taking out a whistle from his pocket and lying on the ground to whistle, Jin Yanxi took a step, squatted down and stared at the two bloody gray uniforms with contempt, "Remember, the one who injured you today was Jin Yanxi."

"If you don't agree, you can ask Lao Cao to come to me to avenge you."

After saying that, under the horrific gaze of two gray military uniforms, Jin Yanxi's body flashed and jumped to the top of a courtyard wall on the left, and disappeared after a few flashes.

Even though it was broad daylight and in broad daylight, Jin Yanxi's speed and efficiency of leaving were still shocked and shivering in the gray military uniform.

A few minutes later.

A few streets away from the scene, a private room on the second floor of a restaurant along the street was still unkempt. It seemed that the Fire Cloud Evil God, who was completely different from Jin Yanxi, was eating roast chicken in a big mouthful and saw Jin Qi Shao pushing the door in.

The evil god Huoyun said with an impatient look, "Boy, isn't it just a matter of one or two inches? As for what I care about it?"

"You are a peerless genius in all directions. Now that you have cultivated the Sunflower Book, you will definitely have a great achievement waiting for you to create in this chaotic world. If you give up that one or two inches, the sky will be wide and the dragon will return to the sea."

"Come on, eat together."

In August, the Fire Cloud Evil God was found by Mr. Zhao from the abnormal human research center under Niu Buluo of Sanankang Province, and then gave him a roll of sunflowers and asked him to find an old beggar.

With the strength and ability of the evil god, he has been to China in the past two or three months, but the old beggar has not been found, but more than a month ago, he met the miserable and frustrated young master Jin Qi in the capital.

After meeting Jin Yanxi, the evil god called him a good guy.

They all wanted to accept the other party as the successor of the robe and bowl, but after thinking about it, the toad skills and other things were still not spread randomly, and the sunflower was good.

Things were as expected by the Fire Cloud Evil God. In just one month, Jin Yanxi, the young master who was originally Jia Baoyu, quickly embarked on the path of master when his family was in decline and idle.

A Xing, a martial arts genius who has no one in ten thousand, practiced the Tathagata's magic palm when he was a child. From childhood to adulthood, he would unconsciously continue to practice the Tathagata's magic palm after being beaten and seriously injured. It took many years before he could break out of the cocoon and turn into a butterfly.

But Jin Qi Shao cultivated sunflower, it's really

His current strength is still not enough to be the one that the Fire Cloud Evil God slapped, but that kind of improvement efficiency is really a small surprise on earth!

Accompanied by the words of the Fire Cloud Evil God, Jin Yanxi quickly sat down, grabbed a pot of wine and drank most of the pot, and then looked at the evil god with a squint eyes and cold eyes, "Master, I always feel that you deliberately seduced me to make me cultivate sunflower. Did you not cultivate yourself and have you been fooled?"

The evil god of Fire Cloud was even happier to chew on roast chicken, "What do you know, a child? I am so enthusiastic about helping you become stronger. How can I be fooled?"

The evil god met a good seedling in the martial arts world. He wanted to teach his robe and mantle, but he didn't teach his toad skills but fell in love with Sunflower. How can he communicate with the good seedling?

This is a matter of opinion.

He has been in the world for a lifetime, why is he called an evil god? Isn’t there a saying that he only has the wrong name and no wrong nickname.

It is a bit too much to just cut without the other party's consent. He is also afraid that the other party will not be able to stand the blow and completely sink into trouble. Therefore, the best way is to let Jin Yanxi take the initiative to cut.

Swallowed a big mouthful of chicken, the evil god of Fire Cloud grabbed a pot of yellow wine and drank a lot, and then comforted him, "Axi, forget it, I'd better call you Aqi, don't worry, Sunflower's magical martial arts, with your talent and heritage, you will be able to practice to great success in the future. There is even a master who will help you with your advice. You may not be able to cultivate that one or two inches back."

"Why do you have to be so serious about a matter of just one or two inches?"

Young Master Jin Qi was so angry that he crushed the cup directly.

The former noble son of a wealthy family, when Lao Duan was in power, his father was the second-ranked person, and he was the most precious young man in the Jin Mansion who became a humble little person. The various gaps were too great, and this was the impulse of the evil god.

If there were no masters like Huoyun Evil God to help him recover quickly afterwards, let alone becoming a master in this month, it would be hard to say whether he could live a normal life.

Can

The problem is that he became a master, but found that the master of the Evil God practiced differently from him. Is it another kind of martial arts, and is the other party healthy and normal?

If he hadn't been able to defeat the evil god, he would have the urge to kill his master.

Swallowing the wine in big mouth, Jin Qishao looked out the street scene outside the window, and inexplicably remembered the passionate youth that once seemed to never come back.

Seeing this, the evil god Huoyun immediately put down the wine pot and said, "A Qi, don't be discouraged. How could the master lie to you? There are ghosts and gods in this world and there are laity masters. I have seen them before. One day, I will help you get that one or two inches back. It's really hopeless."

"And I heard that there may be eternal springs in Shangri-La. It seems that if Emperor Shi can find that spring, he can resurrect and achieve eternal life, how can he talk about this mere one or two inches? I have searched for it before, but I haven't found it, but it will definitely not be too difficult for our master and apprentice to join forces in the future."

Jin Yanxi suddenly rolled her eyes wildly, and she looked like you don’t think I was just a fool if I studied less.

Go to Shanghai Li Mansion.

Mr. Zhao looked at Lu Yunsheng who was visiting again, and then looked at a very beautiful antique in his hand. He spoke in surprise, "Eye of Shangri-La? Can this thing find the spring of immortality?"

Lu Yunsheng nodded with a smile, "Yes, Master Jiu, at least that's what those archaeologists say, so I just got transported to Shanghai and entered the museum, so I bought it for you, Master Jiu."

Mr. Zhao, ""

What is Shangri-La's Eye, the Spring of Eternal Life, isn't this something in the ridiculous Mummy 3 story?

The story happened in the 1940s. It is said that this thing was stolen from the Shanghu Museum by a foreigner in 1940. Then someone was uneasy and entrusted a couple to return it to the Shanghu Museum.

Then the mummy of the First Emperor is resurrected? A good First Emperor will be hacked into three evil dragons?

How many foreigners are running to save the world with pistols?

In the story of Mummy 3, all kinds of basic logical errors are everywhere. Just say that when the First Emperor unified the world, the most treasured library in the world is in the snow? Are you kidding me?

Before I sent the princess to the snowy area in the Tang Dynasty, it was a famous cultural desert.

After catching Shangri-La's Eye and looking for a while, Mr. Zhao smiled and said, "You did a good job in this matter, I've taken over the things."

During Lu Yunsheng's great joy, Mr. Zhao recalled that it was only 1920, let alone Mummy 3, even the first story has not yet unfolded.

Whether it is the third part or the first part, what's wrong with saying one big boss? In the third part, the First Emperor was criticized by foreigners and became an incomplete shape. Even in the first part, who would Imodon, who was crazy about love, provoke whom?

Well, Imoton wanted to resurrect his lover, and it was a bit evil to use a female archaeologist as a flesh shield, but wasn't this the female archaeologist who resurrected the other party after reading the Black Sutra of the Undead?

In the final analysis, Imoton was sleeping well underground, and a group of foreigners coveted various treasures that coveted the burial of their cemetery, so they went to hunt for treasures and resurrect Imoton.

Foreigners' choice is a basic fuck, it seems that in the third part, there are also a group of foreigners hiring people to dig out the Mausoleum of the First Emperor.

After thinking about it, Mr. Zhao was not very interested in the mummy story, and he was not very interested in the financial report treasures inside.
To be continued...