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Chapter 487: The Sword-Carrying Boy

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    "Brother Wen, that beauty we saw at the hotel yesterday!"

    The man named Brother Wen looked over suspiciously.

    First, he stared at Li Qian for a while.

    It was confirmed that it was Li Qian.

    Girls like Li Qian are always the focus of attention wherever they go, and those who are a little bit capable will have crooked thoughts in their minds, always thinking that they are rich.

    There is an inexplicable confidence to strike up a conversation.

    So Li Qian was approached by many people yesterday, but she didn't answer any of them.

    He returned to the room soon and never came out again.

    Many people are looking for Li Qian.

    These few volleyball players are one of them.

    Someone beside him said regretfully: "What do you think about girls nowadays?"

    "What bullshit can the poor man's bullshit love be eaten? You can find a rich man by nodding your head casually."

    "I just found a tour guide, what was going on in my mind."

    Several other people also laughed.

    All kinds of irony that Jiang Shuo, a tour guide, is not worthy of this beautiful girl.

    The young man named Brother Wen smiled: "Okay, everyone, don't we see this kind of girl in Zhong Hai?"

    "It's not that they believe in the so-called love, but that they lack the reality of beating. Which girl didn't succumb to money in the end."

    "Let's not bother them to spend money every month, let's go play."

    The young masters didn't intend to be licking dogs.

    They are the rich second generation. Although Li Qian has never seen such a beautiful girl, there are many beauties around her.

    Just as they turned to leave.

    Suddenly a man on the side pointed at Jiang Shuo in surprise: "Day! Brother Wen, isn't this the prisoner who beat you up at Xie Chuanping's party last year?"

    "Isn't it? It's worse than a supermarket. Are you here to be a tour guide?"

    The man named Brother Wen was stunned for a moment, and took a few steps to the side.

    Staring at Jiang Shuo for a while, he looked surprised: "This is really better than the head of the prisoner."

    "Come on, everyone, I, Yang Wenjing, will introduce you to Mr. Jiang, Xie Chuanping's seated guest!"

    This brother Wen is none other than Yang Wenjing whom Jiang Shuo hated last year.

    The master of Wan Fabin's nephew.

    Unexpectedly, more than half a year has passed, and the enemy's road is narrow, and he met here.

    A few people came over with some teasing laughter.

    Far away, Yang Wenjing opened his mouth as if meeting an old acquaintance: "Mr. Jiang, what a coincidence, we actually met here!"

    Jiang Shuo glanced back, recognized Yang Wenjing, and his face was a little unhappy: "Is it you?"

    "Is there something wrong?"

    Seeing that the situation was wrong, Li Qian wanted to drag Jiang Shuo out of here, but Jiang Shuo didn't move.

    After Yang Wenjing came over and took a closer look at Li Qian, his heart was shocked.

    When seeing Li Qian yesterday, Li Qian left the lobby very quickly, so she didn't look so carefully.

    But this time, Li Qian could see clearly, and she couldn't move her legs for a moment.

    Looking at Jiang Shuo's dirty tour guide uniform again, he smiled: "It's nothing to do, I just met an old acquaintance, and I want to come over and catch up with Mr. Jiang."

    "Mr. Jiang's situation in the past six months seems to be a bit bad. Why are you working as a tour guide?"

    "You said it earlier, the few of us have spent a lot of money traveling and socializing this time, right?"

    The words were full of sarcasm, and the people around him also laughed.

    It was extremely ear-piercing, they deliberately wanted Jiang Shuo to make a fool of himself in front of Li Qian.

    However, they underestimated Li Qian's true temperament.

    Without waiting for Jiang Shuo to speak, Li Qian said directly: "What's wrong with being a tour guide? It's better to live on your own hands and feet than to live like a beggar without parents."

    "Jiang Shuo, let's go somewhere else."

    ? Yang Wenjing was so embarrassed by Li Qian that he really didn't know what to say.

    The little fairy lost her temper and looked very cute. Jiang Shuo looked back at Li Qian and said in his heart: Is my sister Qian so stubborn?

    It's better to be taught by Lao Tzu.

    He remained motionless, smiled and said: "Yang Wenjing, you are here on vacation, you should know my temper that day, so don't make yourself angry after a good vacation."

    "I didn't want to have any conflict with you, so let's go."

    After speaking, he took Li Qian by the hand and prepared to leave.

    ?As a result, a young man standing next to Yang Wenjing came out.

    "Come on, Mr. Jiang, why are you leaving so fast?"

    "Do you still remember me, I was beaten by you in Xie Chuanping that day."

    "Mr. Jiang's fists were really hard that day, and now he is here with such a beautiful girlfriend."

    "You see, if you don't like this, give us your girlfriend's phone number. You hit me that day, and we'll just settle it, and I won't bother you."

    Jiang Shuo's face darkened, and he stared at him helplessly: "What kind of cancer did you have in your brain to be so disabled?"

    "Jiang Shuo, you dare to scold me!"

    There was a bang.

    As soon as the voice fell, Jiang Shuo kicked him far away: "If I can hit you the first time, I can hit you the second time!"

    "Don't come to me to show your ignorance and brain damage, it's very annoying, understand?"

    After the man got up from the ground, he yelled: "Jiang Prisoner, I will kill you!"

    As he said, he rushed over, Jiang Shuo was just about to kick him into the air.

    A young man with a long sword on his back suddenly rushed over.

    A whip leg went down, and with a bang, the man was whipped out for at least three or four meters.

    Before Jiang Shuo and Li Qian could react.

    The young man rushed directly into Yang Wenjing and the others.

    Bang bang bang!

    The boy with the sword on his back exploded with amazing fighting power.

    In just a minute or two, Yang Wenjing and his five or six big men were beaten to the brim by him, and they left in a mournful rush.

    Jiang Shuo's brain reacted from the state of bewilderment.

    Staring at the barefooted, short-short, dark-faced, sword-backed boy who was about 1.7 meters tall.

    Clasped his fists full of doubts: "This young man, can But, an expert under Master Huang's sect?"

    The young man nodded with a determined face, then turned his head and left.

    A gust of wind blew past his back. Although he had a short cut, there was also a gust of chivalry blowing towards his face.

    If it is the lonely young master walking in the rivers and lakes.

    Li Qian also reacted: "Jiang Shuo, this little butt looks about fourteen or fifteen years old."

    "How can he fight so well? Also, who is the owner of Huang Island?"

    "How do you know them?"

    Jiang Shuo took a long breath: "I discovered a mysterious sect by chance."

    "They live under the cliffs."

    "Sister Qian, wait until I have a good communication with their island master Huang, and come over with a fairy art, and then we will cultivate together, transcend the world, and become a real fairy couple!"

    Li Qian raised her lovely face: "What about Li Yujun, what should he do?"

    "Also, when you ascend, I'm not afraid that my aunt Zhang will chop you up with a kitchen knife."

    "Day, sister Qian, can you cooperate more!"

    The two of them looked at each other and smiled, and the mood that had just been screwed up suddenly became clear.

    Afterwards, Jiang Shuo had lunch with Li Qian.

    This hotel was unacceptable, so they changed it again, and returned to Weiwei's hotel after the arrangements were made.

    Island Master Huang should have gone out to travel with his disciples, Jiang Shuo originally wanted to find a circle to express his thanks.

    If you don't find anyone, you can only give up.

    Finally, in the teahouse on the second floor of the small hotel, I met a middle-aged man who wanted to buy them to chat.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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