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Chapter 713 Chapter 710 [He is testing me. 】

After leaving the Rose Blood Factory, Su Mingan entered a teahouse.

This teahouse was not as deserted as it was ten years ago, it was full of people even late at night, and the arrival of the three of them did not attract the attention of others.

After being quiet for a while, Su Rin said, "Su Ming'an, what are you doing here?"

"Drink tea." Su Mingan said.

"Then what are you doing with him?" Su Rin pointed at Lin Guang.

"Take him to drink tea." Su Mingan said: "The teahouse is the most convenient place to obtain information. I haven't been back for ten years. Let's listen to the voices of the masses here."

Lin Guang smiled like a beautiful background painting.

"Sleeping during the day and running out to drink tea at night, you are turning day and night upside down like this, your body..." Su Rin said.

"You really sound like an old man." Su Mingan sighed.

Su Rin: "..."

Su Mingan rested his chin and leaned against the window, where he sat ten years ago, and the ginkgo leaves outside the window were still lush.

Suddenly, an acquaintance came over: "Xiaoshuai, I heard that you stayed up late at night and went to inspect the Meixue factory, so I came. What are you doing in the teahouse? Private visit in micro-service?"

"Yes." Su Mingan said.

"The one over here is... the commander of Su Lin's army." Xi recognized Su Lin at a glance, but she couldn't recognize the mask Lin Guang: "This is Sen? No... this is..."

"It's not important." Su Mingan was afraid that Lin Guang's identity would be revealed, so Xi fought with him on the spot.

"Okay. Anyway, I'm just here to deliver something to you." Xi took out a brand new net: "Here, I made a net for you."

"Thank you." Su Mingan said.

Every year, she was the first to send him a net.

The people around him, Tretti Asia is crazy, Sen Kelstia respects him too much, Cheng Luohe admires him too much, and Noah forced him to mention him because of his favorability.Only Xi has always communicated with him on an equal footing, without fear of authority or flattery, which made him feel at ease.

"Xiaoshuai, you are the number one card on the human side. In the future, we must pay attention to safety and do not contact with trivial people, especially Lin Guang and his like. We have not found any trace of him so far." Xi said.

The first card... the word used, why does it sound like a character in a building...

Su Mingan coughed.

Lin Guang, who was called "chicken bits and pieces", was not angry at all, as if he had possessed excellent self-restraint, and sat motionless on the spot.

"Someone said, did you see the city lord today?" Someone was chatting at the table next to him.

"Didn't he die? I remember that ten years ago, the whole city was silent, and my sister was crying for half a year." A young man said.

"The city lord is a god who descended into the world. Even if his body dies, his soul will return to the city after a while. How could he die?" Another person said.

"People like us can only see him in textbooks and on TV... It is said that some experts simulated the basic data of the War of Dawn, conducted a war review, and found that every action of the city lord was actually the best decision at that time. , without exception, [it’s like a well-written perfect program], even if there is a slight error, the human casualties will increase by millions..."

"So he is a god. If he is not a god who overlooks everything, how can he make the best decision every time..."

"..."

Su Mingan narrowed his eyes.

Xi ate melon seeds: "This kind of praise for you makes my ears callous."

"I want to ask, why are there so many white hairs in the city?" Su Mingan said.Along the way, at least one of the three people is white-haired—could it be that life is too stressful now, and everyone is young and gray-haired?
Xi was a little bit embarrassed: "You may not believe it when you say it. It is said that the city lord liked white hair the most when he was alive, so many people in the streets and alleys dyed white hair..."

"what?"

Su Mingan was stunned.

"Moreover, the reason why the business of this teahouse is booming is that ten years ago the owner of the teahouse played a song with the sound of the flute and the piano of the city lord, which greatly increased the popularity of the boss, and everyone wanted to drink tea in his shop." Xi Gan coughed With a sound, his face was a little embarrassed: "Besides, the white hair of the teahouse owner is also the purest. Many people can't match him even if their hair is bleached, so the status of the teahouse owner has risen, and can be compared with some small commanders..."

Su Mingan felt baffled.

... What is the purest whiteness?Can this thing be described as [pure]?What is Baimao now, a kind of noble blood?

Negative emotions surged in his heart, which seemed to be Actor's emotional empathy - if gray hair can be counted as a person's achievement, what are those hard-working little commanders?If you can be respected by others just by dyeing your hair white, what is the effort of people?
Just because it is rumored that he likes white hair, so all white-haired people go to heaven?

"Impossible..." Su Mingan said.

"What's impossible?" Su Rin said to the point: "Chu people are so thin waisted, and they starve to death in the palace."

"..."

The tea table fell silent.

At this moment, the owner of the teahouse arrived late.

The owner of the teahouse was still wearing Hanfu, with lowered eyebrows and eyes. His slender figure and slightly fluttering white hair were almost exactly the same as Lin Guang who was wearing a mask beside the table...

"What do the guests want?" the boss asked.

"Biluochun." Xi said.

"I drink coffee." Su Rin said.

After a while, the tea tray was brought up, and it was the top-quality Biluochun.Su Mingan took a sip, and there was no smell of disinfectant water, as if what he drank ten years ago was just an illusion.

"Do the guests like it?" the teahouse owner asked.

"Of course, I like this bowl of tea very much, and I also like the flute piece you played with me on the piano ten years ago." Su Mingan suddenly smiled: "I am looking for a bosom friend in the song, your flute sound makes me think you are a Nice guy. I want to be best friends with you, wondering if you would?"

"click".

The sound of crushing the teacup came from the side, which seemed to come from Lin Guang.

"You said you played with me ten years ago, so you are..." The owner of the teahouse was stunned: "I admire you very much, can I really...can I be friends with you?"

"Crack." Xi was startled, and Lin Guang next to her crushed the teapot in front of her again. She didn't know why the masked man was so angry.

"Of course. Today happens to be the Fortune Festival. Do you like ginkgo trees? How about I take you to see the best ginkgo tree in the city?" Su Mingan looked sincerely.

Lin Guang couldn't sit still anymore, his hands were covered with shards of the tea bowl.

Su Mingan continued to say to the owner of the teahouse: "Afterwards, I can take you to my piano room. I like your flute sound very much. It is the best flute sound I have ever heard. Those flute sounds I have heard before are all The vulgar sound is completely inferior to yours..."

"Snapped!"

"Crack, clap, clap——!!!!"

Several loud noises exploded, the wooden table flew up, and Su Rin dodged it. At this moment, he suddenly understood why Su Mingan dragged Lin Guang to drink tea. This young man was really deliberate, and every step was calculated. pole.

These words were murderous, and Su Rin felt sorry for Lin Guang after hearing this.

When the tea guests saw the broken bowls and the table turned over, they were so frightened that they retreated three feet.Lin Guang stood up slowly, his whole body seemed to be emitting black air, his palms were shaped like eagle claws, the tea table had been overturned by his slap, and the best Biluochun shattered to the ground.

"Why is this masked man crazy!" Xi was at a loss, she didn't know why this man suddenly became violent.

In the next moment, she had a ghostly look on her face.

——The mask on Lin Guang's face accidentally fell off.

There was an instant silence in the teahouse.

People looked at Lin Guang's face in shock—this face symbolizes the devil. Lin Guang's city-by-city nuclear explosion ten years ago left a deep psychological shadow on human beings, and countless people are still living in nightmares...

Just now Lin Guang squatted in the corner teasing the butterflies, because it was still late at night, few people noticed his appearance.Now it was under the bright lights of the teahouse, and his appearance scared the crap out of people.

"Ahhhh—" Finally, someone ran away.Immediately afterwards, hundreds of people fled to the outside, and the building was empty in the blink of an eye.There is a sound of warning in the distance, and it will not be long before the teahouse will be surrounded by troops.

The owner of the teahouse took a step back with a dazed look on his face.

"Guest, why did you destroy my tea table..." Before the teahouse owner finished speaking, Lin Guang took a step forward, his fingers turned into claws, and sternly stretched towards the teahouse owner's neck, looking like he was going to strangle him to death!
A wall of golden light rose from the ground, blocking Lin Guang's attack.

Su Lin stood in front of the boss, and suddenly said: "Su Ming'an, I didn't expect that there is such a way of probing."

—— Su Mingan said these words on purpose, and Lin Guang was so angry when he heard it.In this way, the owner of the teahouse and Lin Guang are obviously not the same person, one must be Lu Shu and the other must be the other.

"-Vulgar voice! Vulgar voice??" Lin Guang's eyes were bloodshot, like erupting volcanoes. He stared at Su Ming'an, and reached for the pistol at his waist, which was grabbed by his left hand again. The right hand stopped it abruptly.

"Su Lin, you protect the safety of the owner of the teahouse. After the matter is over, Lin Guang and I will go to [Tawei] as guests." Su Mingan said.

His brows were still furrowed, dissatisfied with the result of this trial.

"I'll go with you." Su Rin said.

"No, [Tawei] is in great danger. I'm not sure if you will be invaded. I have backup. You are waiting in the city to respond." Su Mingan said.

"Understood." Su Lin said.

"Luvis, you—" Lin Guang couldn't hold back anymore, his flute sound was so vulgar...

"Okay, I'll go to [Tawei] with you as guests. Don't take what I said before, you are my best friend, and your "Missing" is the best." Su Mingan said.

Lin Guang was slightly taken aback when he heard this.

This time it was the teahouse owner's turn to be uneasy: "Wait..."

Seeing this scene, Su Lin suddenly felt familiar.He remembered a well-known story in the World Forum. It was said that in Praia, the Seventh World, a player with high charisma wandered between soul hunters and soul clans, and staged an eight o'clock TV series.Now this scene seems familiar...

Su Rin's authority allows him to see the soul of others, and use this to judge the emotional ups and downs of the other party.Including now, in his eyes, Su Mingan's mood is always stable.

The scariest thing about charismatic players is here.

They can easily drive other people's emotions, but they themselves are extremely calm. The word "best friend" rolled in Su Mingan's mouth without hindrance.Su Lin even noticed that he himself was also affected by this invisible charm...

"How do you take me to [Tawei]?" Su Mingan looked at Lin Guang.

Lin Guang closed his eyes.After a while, he looked at Su Mingan.

"Luvis, close your eyes. 1, 2, 3..."

The next moment, Su Mingan closed his eyes, and white light rose around him, surrounding the area.

……

[Catastrophe 102 Years Measurement City]

"...What is she doing again?"

"...pretending to be like a princess in a fairy tale."

At the mechanical station, Xiaomei ignored the jealous words of other colleagues, put away her off-duty things and left.

Her work environment has gotten better since Speaker Allen had to help her warn others.The boss dare not harass her blatantly, but there are still gossips on weekdays.

...It doesn't matter, as long as they are good enough, they will understand one day.

"It is said that although the history of the War of Dawn has been covered up a lot, people generally believe that there was a god named 'Lin Guang' acting on behalf of the gods in history." The voice of the radio anchor came out, cadenced.

Xiaomei listened to the radio, turned on her personal terminal, and started to do the rest of the work.

"...The whereabouts of this Lin Guang is still unknown. People speculate that he died in battle, and some people say that he has lived in seclusion. But what we are going to talk about today is another person, the city lord Asa Akto."

She looked up and listened intently.

"...It is said that the city lord of Akto actually died a long time ago." The anchor said.

"It was human beings who killed him with their own hands."

"Of course, it's just unofficial history. It's unbelievable. Just listen to it for fun..."

"after all."

"How could human beings kill their own savior."

(End of this chapter)