Chapter 110 God-Level Translation Master (Part 1)

While the two were talking, two figures floated in the distance.

Only when the two figures approached did Qin Weijie see their faces clearly. They both looked to be over fifty years old, but they didn't look old. Their complexions were still ruddy and their blood was like a rainbow.

Among them, the old Taoist priest wearing a simple and elegant Taoist robe is taller and thinner, with a goatee, a lotus crown on his head, and black sunglasses with round frames on his eyes.

This style does not have the feeling of an outsider, and it adds a bit of character to a street charlatan. If he hadn't seen the two of them coming, Qin Weijie could really have regarded this guy as a fake fortune teller in the park!

Looking at the other one, Qin Weijie's face turned green.

This is a bald-headed monk, chubby, a head shorter than the 'fake half-immortal', looks like a ball, potbellied, naive, always with... a wretched smile on his face.

right! It's wretched, Qin Weijie swears, this guy's smile is absolutely wretched, if a hundred years from now, someone who always walks the streets with this kind of smile will probably be taken directly to the police station for coffee.

The most unbearable thing is that this fat monk is still holding a sauced pork knuckle in his hand! !

This elbow was bigger than a fat monk's hand, it was fat and oily, the color of the marinated meat was excellent, and the red pig skin was crystal clear, so Qin Weijie wanted to go up and taste it.

At this time, the fat monk followed his elbows on his own, most of his long face was covered with oil stains, and he was paired with that iconic wretched smile!

Fuck! Fake monk!

Seeing the appearance of the two, the corners of Qin Weijie's mouth twitched a few times...

A fake half-immortal and a fake monk, this configuration is absolutely amazing!

Seeing the two people floating towards him, Padraic couldn't help frowning. This was the first time Qin Weijie saw the change of expression on Padraic's Sima's face, and it had to be recorded in history! But it can also be seen that Padrik is afraid of the two in front of him.

"Who are you two? Why are you blocking our way?" Patrick took a step back and subconsciously stood behind Qin Weijie.

This position is very mysterious. Jin can blackmail the two people in front of him with Qin Weijie as a hostage, and retreat can also catch Qin Weijie and flee immediately.

They are all thousand-year-old foxes, and they play 666 very well in Liaozhai!

The 'fake half-immortal' wearing sunglasses spoke in the standard Huaxia Longshang dialect: "Listen to the society, the mud will be sprinkled on Sidi (I heard that you are going to kill my junior brother)"

Patrick: "..."

Obviously didn't understand, Padrik couldn't help but look at Qin Weijie.

Qin Weijie: "He said he was going to blow your dog's head off!"

Padrik's face became more gloomy: "Tell him! I have never had any grudges with him in the past, and I have no grudges in the present, and I don't want to cause trouble! If he pushes hard, the 'Knights of the Round Table' will not let outsiders handle it. Here It's not 'Huaxia'."

After Qin Weijie listened, he continued to translate: "In other clubs, I just want to spoil people, what do you want to do!? (He said, you are a ball, I just want to kill people, what do you want to do?!)"

The fake half-immortal seemed to have heard the call from the blood, and suddenly replied: "What are you doing!!"

This sound is deafening, let alone the strength of the lion's roar.

Padrik looked at Qin Weijie with a confused face, and Qin Weijie continued to start his god-level translation: "He said, then fight!"

With Qin Weijie's god-level translator, it's hard not to fight,

Seeing that the atmosphere at the scene was already tense, Qin Weijie's small eyes were also thinking about the escape route that would take advantage of the chaos.

Although the fake half-immortal is only saying that Qin Weijie is his junior brother, Qin Weijie knows that his three senior brothers are not so ugly-looking, and they are probably just clung to indiscriminately.

The other party's attitude towards him is not clear, it's better to ensure his own safety before confirming, first let the two parties work together, and he is taking advantage of the chaos to hide in the 'mirror space' to find another way out.

Seeing Padrik and the fake half-immortal scolding each other at this time, Qin Weijie thought that his plan was about to succeed.

However, at this moment, the fake monk who hadn't spoken for a long time walked up to Qin Weijie, reached out and handed the half-gnawed pork knuckle to Qin Weijie.

"Master, you have always eaten and you gave it to me!? I said it, my mother said that you can't eat something given by a stranger..." Qin Weijie rejected the fake monk's kindness.

When the fake monk heard this, he patted Qin Weijie on the back of the head with his other hand: "Fuck off! Have you seen my old lady? Didn't your mother die when you were born! Are you talking to me!?"

Qin Weijie clutched the back of his head, the fake monk's hands were really strong, he was almost overturned by the fake monk, the attack was really not serious.

False monk: "Hey brat! This kung fu is completely wasted! You have missed the 'ancient martial arts' taught by your master for nothing, what? Did you forget your roots when you took a wooden stick? If your master knows, Break your dog legs!"

Qin Weijie was slightly startled, and looked up at the fake monk: "Do you know that old Niubi?"

The fake monk nodded noncommittally: "I saw it once last year..."

"Then... how about that old bull nose?"

"I have become a feather! It can be regarded as a proof!"

For a moment, Qin Weijie was like a thunderbolt from the blue sky, and he stood there dumbfounded, with emotions surging in his heart, unaware of sorrow and joy, as if he had lost his emotional expression.

"Then what about my senior brother?"

"They all left with your master~" The false monk sighed softly: "Amitabha!"

"What's going on? Old Niubi must know the 'mysterious method'! The brothers are also better than me! How could they..."

The monk shook his head lightly, pointing to Padrik and the fake half-immortal who were about to fight in front of him: "Help Buwen Laodao to translate first, your translation will make both of them fight! Although Buwen Laodao and I I don’t know how to speak this Laoshizi bird language, but I can still understand it! You kid is trying to play tricks, and it’s just like what your master said, you’re a big kid, you’re a rotten person!”

"But……"

"Don't worry, I'll tell you later!" The fake monk continued to nibble on the half of the elbow.

Listening to the monk's words, Qin Weijie stepped forward to clarify. At this time, Qin Weijie didn't care about the attitude of the fake monk and the fake half-immortal towards him. The news of the master and brother is more important, and from the contact just now, he can feel the kindness of the fake monk. , Qin Weijie simply dispelled his worries.

After some translation, Padrik and Buwen Laodao finally got rid of their previous suspicions, and then there was a lot of wrangling.

Padrik said that he had no ill intentions towards Qin Weijie, but only wanted him to join the 'Knights of the Round Table', so he had to take Qin Weijie away.

I don't know the old way, but I don't object to Qin Weijie's joining the "Knights of the Round Table", saying that everything depends on Qin Weijie's own decision, but he just doesn't agree to let Qin Weijie go with Padrik now, and insists on letting Qin Weijie stay with them for a month.

Of course, Padraic did not agree to handing over Qin Weijie. Although he had only met Qin Weijie for a day, the kid in front of him was a very cunning boy. If he was allowed to escape this time, it would be difficult to catch him, so Padraic would not back down.

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