The proud master of the female president

Messed with the ITF?

Lin Yu didn't care at all.

Let's not say that the other party caused trouble first, and in the name of competing skills, he beat Liu Zhenhua hard, even putting aside right and wrong...Is Lin Yu not enough to provoke?He didn't care about one more.

In addition to the Nangong family, which has already been taken down by him, the Xiahou family, Miao Jiang, and Dongyang—which one is a small role?
Not to mention, it is likely to be enemies with Jiange and Holy Court in the future.

In short.

Among so many forces, the ITF is far from the strongest.

One more is not much, one less is not more.

but!

The appearance of Xiang Tao is of great significance!
First of all, he provided Lin Yu with ideas.

Second.

With the help of Xiang Tao's past identity, he can contact those retired special forces through him: select personnel from them and become the disciples of the Tyrant Sword Sect.

Lin Yu doesn't care about external enemies, the key is to run the sect well.

As long as I am strong enough, as long as my teacher is strong enough...

Foreign enemies, what is it?
Imagine.

A person like Xiang Tao, who was born in the military, pursues strength, and worships the strong, how could he not be greedy when he saw Lin Yu's terrifying power beyond human cognition?
Ever since, the retired special forces soldiers, without exception, wished to join the Tyrant Sword Sect immediately.

Of course, Lin Yu also told them.

For other sects, the requirements for talents are very high, but Ba Dao Sect does not have too high requirements for talents. The core requirement is-loyalty.

Therefore, for the time being, they can be arranged to become the outer disciples of the Tyrant Sword Sect.

However, in order to gain great strength, one must go through a series of assessments.

Pass the assessment and reach the sky in one step.

otherwise……

Even if you continue to stay in the division, it is impossible to be reused.

In addition, Lin Yu asked a few of them to find more retired special forces, the more the better.

at dusk.

Gah!
The SUV is parked outside a restaurant.

Lin Yu was a little taken aback.

In the past, Shen Suyu's appointments for dinner were almost always at her own home, but today they were at restaurants outside.

That aside.

The key to this restaurant...

There is no large area and no exquisite decoration, just an ordinary small storefront.

Even, there is not even a decent signboard, if there is not a word next to the gate, it is completely impossible to tell that it is a restaurant.

That is a traditional Chinese character - kitchen.

Lin Yu was stunned for a while, and dialed Shen Suyu's phone: "It's... that restaurant without a signboard?"

"This way!"

After a while, Shen Suyu appeared at the door.

Lin Yu walked in and looked at the restaurant environment.

It looks ordinary from the outside, but the interior decoration is quite elegant, decorated in an ancient Chinese style, but...the restaurant has no private rooms, only three booths, and even fewer staff—just one.

It was a young man in his early twenties.

He is just over 1.7 meters tall, his skin looks a bit dark, he has a cropped head and a strong build, and he is wearing an apron.

"Are you here?" the young man asked naively.

"Here we are." Shen Suyu smiled.

"I'll call Master to go."

"This……"

Seeing the young man leaving, Lin Yu subconsciously asked, "What's going on?"

“Best restaurant in Gusu.”

Shen Suyu smiled and explained: "A maximum of two tables can be received every day, only advance reservations are accepted, and you can't order by yourself. The boss does what the guests eat - fixed price, 18888 per person."

puff!
Lin Yu almost vomited blood.

No signboard.

small scale.

Can't even order food.

Guests have no choice at all!
Do you still need a reservation for this restaurant?Pay 18888 yuan for one person?joke!

"Is anyone coming to eat?" He pouted.

"Yes, and there are a lot of them, but they can be booked."

"What?!"

"It is said that there are at most two tables a day, but it actually depends on the mood of the boss. Most of the time, there is no table."

"Can you become a fairy if you eat it?"

Lin Yu sneered at this.

He is not particular about eating, he would rather not eat in such a troublesome restaurant.

"Suyu is here?"

At this time, an old man came out from the back kitchen.

He looks like he is in his 50s, short and fat, and he still smiles when he speaks. It feels... not like what Shen Suyu said, he has a weird temper and it is difficult to speak.

"Hello, Grandpa." Shen Suyu greeted hurriedly.

Lin Yu was stunned.

Seeing his expression, Shen Suyu smiled lightly: "Old Qiu and my grandfather are good friends."

No wonder!
Others have to make reservations in advance, and it depends on the mood of the boss. Shen Suyu invites herself to have dinner in the morning, and she can come to eat immediately in the evening.

It turned out to be a related household?
"Sit down first, I'm going to the back kitchen." Mr. Qiu walked towards the back kitchen.

The two had just sat down when a dark-skinned young man came over with a pot of drink.

"Sister Suyu, sour plum soup."

"Thank you."

"You're welcome."

The young man turned and left.

Shen Suyu poured two cups of sour plum soup and handed one of them to Lin Yu.

Sour plum appetizer.

Drink some before eating to increase appetite.

Ok? !

Lin Yu took it, and just after taking a sip of sour plum soup, his expression was obviously frozen.

This taste...

He asked himself that over the years, he had tasted countless delicacies and all kinds of good things, but the taste of this sour plum soup... can't be described in words, only two words can match it - perfect!
match.

heat.

Taste.

All reached the extreme!

"How is it?" The beautiful chairman smiled.

"it is good!"

Lin Yu's eyes lit up, and he nodded again and again: "To be honest, I was amazed."

It was unexpected that the ordinary sour plum soup could surprise him.

"you……"

suddenly!

Shen Suyu lowered her head and asked in a low voice: "If you want to marry Simeng...tell me in advance."

Gah!
Lin Yu was stunned on the spot.

He finally understood why she had invited this dinner when he knew that he was leaving tomorrow.

"She and I can only be friends." He sighed.

"But……"

"When that happened, I fell into a coma and even...I didn't know until the last few days."

He is more grateful and apologetic to Simeng, and currently there is no love between men and women.

Emotion or relationship, which one is more important?
What's more, he didn't know it at the time.

Hearing what he said, Shen Suyu's hanging heart obviously relaxed a little.

At least……

still have a chance!

"We..." She seemed to want to say something.

suddenly!

Her voice stopped abruptly, and she almost turned her head subconsciously.

On the other side, Lin Yu also cast her gaze in the direction she turned her head to look...

back kitchen.

The black-faced young man was laying hands on the ground, while Qiu Lao was cooking by the stove.

"Good trick."

At some point, Lin Yu walked to the entrance of the back kitchen without anyone noticing, and said with a smile: "Senior's sour plum soup really surprised me. Now it seems...everything has a reason."

senior?

Qiu Lao's expression suddenly changed.

Snapped!
He turned off the fire, stared at Lin Yu intently, and said word by word: "What do you mean?"

"Use your own real fire to make the ingredients perfectly blend. To be honest... This is the first time I have seen this way of cooking." Lin Yu admired.

That's right!

Just now he and Shen Suyu both turned their heads because they felt the energy fluctuations.

call out!
As soon as Lin Yu finished speaking, Old Qiu's eyes were full of guard, and at the same time a cold light flashed in his hands.

A kitchen knife appeared in his hand.

That kitchen knife was actually lingering with traces of purple energy, and with the infusion of powerful true energy, the two-color brilliance shone brightly.

one blue.

One purple.

Blue corresponds to the real astral water.

But purple Lin Yu has never seen this color before!
However, an astonishing anxiety can be sensed from it, which is very similar to the real gun of fire, and it can even be said to be exactly the same. The difference is that this purple real gun is stronger and purer than the normal real gun of fire.

"Who are you?!" Old Qiu looked wary and murderous.

Profound way!

His cultivation is clearly in the realm of Xuan Dao, and has reached the fourth heaven of Xuan Dao!
"Grandpa Qiu!" Shen Suyu exclaimed, and ran over like flying.