Almighty Game System

Although the tall and thin young man looked thin and frail, he carried an intimidating aura in his gestures. He walked like a dragon and a tiger, and his eyes were extremely sharp.

"Where did you get the puppy legs?" The tall and thin young man was half a head taller than Hu Ning, standing in front of several people like a wall, looking down at Hu Ning and asked.

"Xuan Shao, this bastard has a sick mind, don't be as knowledgeable as him." Although Hu Ning wished that Le Xuan would take action to teach the tall and thin young man a lesson, he said it lightly, and there was no sign of any turmoil in his heart .

"Young Master Xuan?" The tall and thin young man was taken aback, and looked Le Xuan up and down carefully, his eyes could not help showing a little contempt, because Le Xuan was still wearing his ragged shirt and jeans that hadn't been washed for a long time , I can't see anything that can be related to the title "less".

"I'm Du Zhanxiao. I wonder which family this Young Master Xuan belongs to?" Even so, the tall and thin young man asked cautiously.

Because I don’t know when it became popular in the circle to pretend to be poor. Among them, there are many guys who make themselves look like poor boys to show their uniqueness. Even Du Zhanxiao has seen a young master of a family worth billions. My hobby is to pretend to be a beggar and go begging under the bridge.

"Let's go." Hu Ning would not give Le Xuan a chance to cheat, and directly dragged Le Xuan past Du Zhanxiao to the banquet hall not far away.

Du Zhanxiao watched Le Xuan and the others leave with a gloomy face. He couldn't help frowning, raised his hand to greet the attendant and whispered a few words, then put on a friendly smile, and then walked into the banquet hall.

"That kid is the second young master of the Du family in Yanjing, the second generation ancestor, the master who eats people without spit out bones." Hu Ning leaned closer to Le Xuan and whispered: "It's best to stay away from him."

"Aren't you the same as you?" Le Xuan looked at Hu Ning playfully and said, "Aren't you also the second generation ancestor?"

"Hehe..." Hu Ning smiled awkwardly, and changed the subject: "I heard that this gathering is because a certain junior of Xiao Shike is going to study in Lingyang City. People say hello, but I don't know whether Mr. Xiao, this junior, is male or female, handsome or ugly."

Le Xuan shrugged his shoulders noncommittally. He was not interested in these things. Just a day ago, he was just a poor boy who had never seen the world. He was suddenly lifted to such a height. To be honest, he was really uncomfortable.

Picking up a glass of wine and sipping slowly, Le Xuan's eyes wandered around the banquet hall, looking at these so-called proud sons and daughters of heaven.

These people have been influenced by their living environment since they were young, and they all have some deliberate social etiquette in every gesture, such as the way of serving wine glasses, the pace of walking, etc. It seems that only in this way can they show their identities.

"It's nothing more than a different mentality." Le Xuan saw a few people chatting and laughing in front of them in succession. As soon as the others turned around, a disdainful hypocrite appeared on their faces, and he said: "They both carry a head on their shoulders. There is no such thing as high or low. .”

Moreover, most of these people get together in small circles that are often together, and there is very little additional communication with other groups. Even if they occasionally say a few words, it is obvious that they are not friends with each other.

"Your circle is really chaotic." Le Xuan sighed secretly: "Young Master Hu, aren't you tired of living like this all day?"

"It's enough to get used to it." Hu Ning was stunned for a moment, and soon realized what Le Xuan was talking about, and said casually: "For so many years, who doesn't know who, as long as you can live with face."

On the other side of the banquet hall, Du Zhanxiao had already taken a thin document in his hand, and the first page was a photo of Le Xuan.

"Well, you are stupid, use a poor boy to fool me!" Du Zhanxiao glanced at the extremely scarce information, then crumpled it into balls and threw it into the trash can, staring at it angrily. On the other side, Le Xuan and Hu Ning were talking and laughing happily.

"Brother Du, do you want brothers to teach that kid a lesson?" Next to him, a boy with greasy hair and noodles who looked only seventeen or eighteen years old put his arms around a young girl with a hot body and good looks, and said casually: "This guy Hu Buling also It's too tasteless, this kind of dirty tricks can be used, it seems that Brother Du of the Martial League will win again this time."

"I heard that this year's freshmen have produced many powerful people. It's too early to say that." Du Zhanxiao said humbly with a look on his face.

"Anyway, dealing with Hu Buling is still more difficult." Another young man with white hair flattered: "Young Master Du, let's deal with that poor boy."

"Don't be too ostentatious, it's Mr. Xiao's place after all." Du Zhanxiao nodded his head pretending to be deep, and said, "Keep the scale right."

Le Xuan was listening with gusto to Hu Ning's introduction of the young masters and ladies in the banquet hall one by one, who appeared mighty on the surface, but was actually a sissy, and who looked cold, but was actually a bus or something, when suddenly the wine glass in front of him was thrown into A cigarette butt, a blue smoke came out.

"Boy, it's the first time we meet, brother toast you." The white-haired young man handed the wine glass with cigarette butts floating in front of Le Xuan, and said, "Wouldn't my brother disrespect me?"

"Sometimes, I lose face by myself." Le Xuan took the wine glass and poured it on the face of the white-haired young man. The yellowish liquid directly dyed the white-haired young man's white shirt yellow, and it It's like being accidentally dumped when being convenient by someone.

"Wang Chao, don't bully people too much." Seeing the white-haired young man waving his fists ready to fight Le Xuan, Hu Ning suddenly stood up and stood in front of Le Xuan. For example, don’t just send a dog and treat yourself as a human.”

"Okay, you're fine!" Wang Chao's expression changed for a while, but in the end he didn't have the courage to face Hu Ning directly, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Wait for me."

Hu Ning mockingly watched Wang Chao walk back to Du Zhanxiao, and hooked his fingers provocatively.

"Trash." Du Zhanxiao's face was so dark that water dripped out, and he said coldly, "Knife, you go."

"It should have been done a long time ago." The big boy smiled sinisterly, with a bloodthirsty face that didn't match his appearance, he turned his wrist, and a two-inch long knife appeared in his hand.

"That kid is a dead man trained by the Du family. He grew up with Du Zhanxiao, and he is the master of life." Seeing Daozi approaching with a grinning grin, Hu Ning panicked, and looked at Le Xuan for help.

"People don't offend me, I don't offend others." Le Xuan sneered, "It's best not to mess with me."

The riot here has already attracted the attention of everyone. It is no secret that Hu Ning and Du Zhanxiao have always been at odds. It has become an unwritten rule for them to pinch each other when they meet. Just now, many people were betting on Hu Ning this time. Any trouble with Du Zhanxiao will start right now.

However, Dao Zi did not have a good impression in everyone's minds. The rumors about him were almost bloody. Seeing Dao Zi's appearance, everyone quietly walked away a few steps, hugging their shoulders and waiting to see the joke.

"Hand gesture?" Le Xuan stood up with a smile.

"I don't know how to live or die." The knife twitched and sneered.