Chapter 429 Goodbye Old Blind Man

25th Street, Chongqing Road, duck blood vermicelli shop.

Although it is in the middle of the sea, in the bustling metropolis, it looks a bit dilapidated here, and the plaque decoration looks out of place in this city. Generally speaking, the store where the duck blood vermicelli store is located is also an old building in the old city to be developed.

It's not that the big bosses don't want to renovate the land and sell it at a high price, but they can't afford to move it. Some people even say that the background of the owners behind the nearby buildings is monstrous and no one is allowed to get involved.

Even renovating these few old buildings can bring huge benefits.

It is such a dilapidated place, but this duck blood vermicelli shop has many regular customers, the business is very good, and obviously the reputation is not bad.

In the center of the two rows of square tables, a man and a woman were sitting in front of the boiling hot soup, and the steaming heat even reflected water droplets on their faces.

Chen Miaoxuan was feasting on the opposite side, but Lin Lang only took a few mouthfuls, looking around with interest. Except for an underage waiter boy, the cashier over there is the owner and chef.

This is an old man with messy hair. He looks unkempt, not to mention dirty, but looking at his attire makes people unconsciously wonder if there is a legal business license here.

The young waiter was thick-headed, probably in his early teens, less than 1.5 meters tall, and his hands and feet were very nimble.

But as more and more customers came and went, they came and went in a hurry. Shuttle from the back kitchen to the hall, almost all by running.

At this moment, the boy ran out with a bowl of hot noodle soup, but his feet stepped on the smooth ground sprinkled with water, and the noodle soup flew out without paying attention.

This distance is about to reach the top of a guest's head. The guest was startled and angry, but he had no way to avoid it, he could only watch the ceramic bowl get bigger and bigger in his eyes.

The boy's body flashed suddenly, and the next moment he appeared behind the guest. The soup bowl did not fall, but landed firmly on top of the guest's head, supported by a white finger below.

Not a drop.

"I go!"

It wasn't until the young man removed the soup bowl that the guest got up in shock and said, "Damn it, are you deliberately trying to scald me to death and tell your boss to come out?"

The eyes of the other guests around were looking at the young man with a trace of sympathy. The person who almost spilled the soup bowl was none other than the notorious gangster Liu San'er in the old town.

This Liu San'er has no identity background, but he is a real rascal, and he is good at fighting. It is said that a boss had a conflict with him before, and Liu San'er rushed into the office with a kitchen knife to blackmail him.

This was just released from prison a while ago. As the saying goes, those who are stupefied are afraid of being violent, and those who are violent are afraid of dying. This Liu San'er is the last one. No matter what big boss you are, if you provoke me, I will use this life to fight you.

The young man who provoked him suffered a lot.

The boy remained silent, and apologized with a icy face: "I'm sorry."

"Oh fuck, what kind of doggy attitude do you have, old lady Gan Linniang!" Liu San'er was furious, and there were less than three sentences in total, and every sentence was full of dirty words.

"I came to your restaurant to eat because there was smoke rising from your ancestral grave, what the hell, Wori, your mother..."

The boy still stood there with that expression on his face. Liu San'er's temper got worse, she scolded more and more fiercely, and greeted the other party's mother no less than a dozen times.

A boy is a boy after all, he couldn't bear it any longer, and grabbed Liu San'er by the collar like lightning.

"Let go of me, I love you..."

This young man was unusually strong, with a cold face, he lifted Liu San'er, who was far different in height, and walked out, and then there was a sound of jingling.

Liu San'er was thrown directly into the trash can.

"Little brother is really strong."

It wasn't until this time that the guests praised it. And at this moment, the old man also came out from the back kitchen, and he understood what was going on at a glance.

However, his gaze turned cold in vain, and he gave the young man a hard look: "Show off in front of others, did I teach you Kung Fu for you to show off?"

The young man didn't dare to look directly at the old man's gaze, he lowered his head and said, "No."

"It's good to know, don't tell me once again that I don't care about my family, and beat you to death. No matter how skilled you are, you are not allowed to attack ordinary people."

"yes."

Everyone was dumbfounded. What's the situation, you, a grandfather, not only don't worry about your grandson, but you still scold him?

Is it still your own?

Probably not.

At this moment, an old blind fortune-teller walked in at the door holding a white cloth banner of destiny, and he was holding a pink little girl under the palm of his other hand. The girl was about four or five years old, and her small arms could barely reach the old man's palm.

"I'm here to visit an old friend. Our dinner is settled." The old blind fortune-teller lowered his head with a smile, as if explaining to the little girl.

The little girl nodded ignorantly, very well-behaved. The delicate little face like a porcelain doll is spotless, and the big eyes are twinkling, making people unable to help but hug her and pinch her twice. The old shopkeeper saw the two, but immediately dropped all the work in his hands and went straight to the two old blind men.

"so cute!"

The moment Chen Miaoxuan raised her head, a dazzling light burst out in her eyes. Lin Lang smiled for a while, but more eyes were on the old blind man.

This old blind man had met Lin Lang more than once, and strictly speaking, the two were considered to be looking at each other.

only……

Lin Lang frowned. Once in Nanliao Province, he saw an extremely tyrannical power dormant in the old blind man. In terms of what Lin Lang had seen in this world, the old blind man was the only one who could be called a high school outside the city. people.

But until today, Lin Lang was surprised to find that he still couldn't beat the old blind man's true cultivation, which in itself was already a very strange thing. You must know that Lin Lang was not in the realm of refining Qi at the beginning, but now he has already possessed a close to innate cultivation base, which is completely different from the whispers in the past, but he still cannot find out the real strength of the opponent.

The end is aggressive and weird!

Such a strong man that even he can't figure out is enough to run rampant in the world, and even dominate one side, but there has never been such a name throughout the ages.

If only that's all.

Even the little girl was completely incomprehensible to him, she was clearly a child with no strength to restrain her, not to mention that the little girl's physique was completely unsuitable for cultivation.

However, there is spiritual power flowing in her body.

Even if it is very weak!

"As far as I know, a child of the highest talent in the fairy world can enter the world of martial arts at least eight years old, and his immature and weak body is not enough to carry spiritual power." Lin Lang frowned, but what happened in front of him.

"It seems that there are many secrets lurking on this withered star. First, there were green-faced strong men who walked the world, then there were secrets from the Kunxu world, and now there are these experts from outside the world." The corner of Lin Lang's mouth curled up. A touch of fun. If the earth had no secrets at all, it would be too boring.

Faintly, he felt that this doomed star seemed to be covered by an invisible cloud.

The shopkeeper old man and the old blind man were very familiar with each other, at the beginning of the old blind man's arrival, they put down everything in their hands, declined all subsequent guests, and concentrated on receiving this old friend. The young man stood quietly behind the old man with a calm expression, like a sculpture. In contrast, the big eyes of Xiao Que'er are flickering.

The two exchanged a few words briefly, but the subsequent conversation may have involved some secrets, the two did not speak directly, and fell silent for a long while at the same time, switching to voice transmission with spiritual thoughts.

I don't know what exciting content we talked about, but suddenly, the old shopkeeper's eyes burst into a dazzling light, and his tyrannical cultivation almost lost control. After the chat was over, the shopkeeper's burning eyes calmed down.

"Old man, add a fan to table 15."

Someone yelled.

"I'm sorry, but the last duck blood vermicelli has been reserved for today." The shopkeeper said hurriedly. Countless voices of dissatisfaction sounded from all around, and the old shopkeeper was both right and left, and he kept apologizing, looking like a little servant.

However, his cultivation is something that cannot be ignored. At the moment when he lost control of his aura just now, Lin Lang had a keen insight into his true strength, and he was clearly a myth in the world.

A terrifying powerhouse who can be compared with the Great Wizard of the Black Witch Cult! And it also does not belong to any of the known gods in China, and the hermit powerhouse who has never even heard of the title.

It wasn't until all the work was done that the old shopkeeper vacated an empty table for the two old blind men to sit down. Opposite him are Lin Lang and the other two.

"I can feel the breath of my old friend." After the old blind man sat down, he suddenly murmured, his empty eyes stared at Lin Lang's position.

"It's big brother."

The soft voice of the little bird came.

"Long time no see." Lin Lang smiled.

"You...know each other?" The old shopkeeper glanced at Lin Lang inadvertently, and suddenly he was a warning sign, as if he was facing an enemy. He smelled a hint of crisis in the latter.

What kind of cultivation is he?

He had entered the Divine Realm decades ago, and now he has consolidated the Dao Fruit, which is far from comparable to those who have just entered the Divine Realm. However, at this moment, he felt a crisis in a young man in his early twenties.

"Who are you?" The shopkeeper's face was not looking good, and his heart was already full of turmoil. Where did this young master come from, and he stayed in his shop all afternoon without being discovered.

The old blind man smiled dumbly: "Old Leng, there is no need to be so nervous, he has no malicious intentions. You may have heard of his name, and he is the number one expert in China today, Lin Youye."

"Hello."

Lin Lang smiled and nodded.

"You are Lin Youye?" The old man looked suspiciously at Lin Lang, and muttered, "Could it be some old friend who changed, how could he be so young?"

Although he is reclusive, he has not completely cut off the connection with the martial arts world. Of course he has heard of the name Lin Youye, but he never thought that he would be so young.

The divine realm in his twenties is really unbelievable!

The old man Leng was moved. When he was free, old man Leng finally didn't have to be busy with business anymore. The young man had already stopped at the door and put up a sign saying that he was temporarily closed. The diners in the store checked out and left one after another, and gradually became deserted.

At this moment, there was a cold shout from the door.

"Damn it, give way to me, your grandpa Liu is back!"