The strongest all-round student

Chapter 526 Qin Shihuang borrowed rebirth?

"What do you mean? What does this kid have to do with Qin Shihuang?"

These people could not help but look puzzled.

But someone seemed to understand something, suddenly patted the table and suddenly realized:
"What did Master Mao and the others go to the Qinhuangling Mausoleum this time?
Isn't it just that there is a change in Zulong's tomb?

Although the dead soul of the ancestor dragon is still there, could it be that the soul of the ancestor dragon woke up this time, saw someone break into the mausoleum, and then killed them all in a fit of anger?
And that kid was possessed by the soul of the ancestral dragon, and he was born again.

In other words, that guy is actually the ancestor dragon Qin Shihuang now, do you think it is possible? "

As soon as these words came out, one stone stirred up a thousand layers of waves, and everyone present was stunned for a moment, and then they started to discuss:

"Ancestor Dragon is reborn? Isn't this too mysterious? But, thinking about it this way, it's not impossible."

"Mysterious, really mysterious..."

"Qin Shi Huang was reborn?"

When Mao Hong heard this, his expression couldn't help changing slightly.

It's not impossible for a situation like this to happen. This time it's a bit weird, maybe it's really possible, but everything is just speculation right now.

Anyway, the top priority is to find that boy first.

"Go and find that young man first, and a few others come over and follow me to the Mausoleum of Qin Shihuang..."

Afterwards, Mao Hong arranged for someone to look for the young man, and he himself took a few people and rushed to the Mausoleum of Qin Shihuang to investigate in person, to see if he could find anything...

at the same time.

Chen Yufeng is at Jiangzhou University, wearing headphones leisurely in the classroom, listening to music, eating spicy strips, looking leisurely.

It is also rare for him to enjoy this kind of leisurely campus life.

At this time, a tall boy with short hair came over, and cheerfully said to Chen Yufeng:

"Student Yufeng, idol, do you have time to have fun tonight? It's my birthday and I opened a booth at the bar."

Chen Yufeng looked up, and he didn't even know the boy's name, only that he was a classmate in the class.

But since I was with my classmates and it was my birthday, I had time anyway, so I readily agreed:

"Uh, yes."

"Thank you, thank you."

This boy's name was Zhou Huan, and he seemed very excited when Chen Yufeng agreed so readily.

One must know that Chen Yufeng was simply a legend at Jiangzhou University, and it was a great honor for such a character to support him.

It was eight or nine o'clock in the evening.

Zhou Huan brought five or six good friends, and two or three good girls, a total of ten people, including Chen Yufeng, came to Dynasty International KTV together.

Zhou Huan had reserved a booth in the morning.

It's just that when they went in, they were stopped by people, and they were not the only ones who were stopped. There were still many guests who wanted to go in at the entrance of the bar, and they were all stopped, which made these people very angry.

"What the hell, won't you let me play? Nima, why don't you let me spend money if you have money?"

"I've already booked the deck in advance, why don't you let us go in and play?"

"Fuck it, there must be another rich second generation booking the venue..."

At this time, a man in his early thirties, tall and straight, wearing a suit and tie, who looked like a manager came over quickly, and explained to the guests outside the door with a smile:

"Brothers, I'm sorry, I'm very sorry, thank you for your love for Dynasty International.

But today, someone has reserved the venue, so please be considerate, brothers, if you have booked in advance, come to me for a refund.

In addition, you can sit in these seats outside, and we at Dynasty International will provide you with free drinks, as an apology, brothers understand, long live understanding..."

"Damn, I just knew that the place was reserved by someone. These rich second generations just like to pretend..."

"Sit outside and play fart, free labor and management don't play, let's go, let's go..."

"Your sister, what a disappointment..."

When the guests heard this, they were very disappointed. Some left cursing, while others sat on stools outside, drinking free drinks.

"Oh, it's so sad, how could this happen to me on my birthday?"

Zhou Huan was speechless.

I had a good birthday, and I booked a booth in advance, but now I can't go in to play, so I have to ask them to refund the money, and then go to another bar to have fun.

"Wow, my God, Lamborghini, Ferrari, Porsche, Pagani... supercar team, so cool."

"Nimma, the rich second generation team has come out..."

"Your sister, I'll make you laugh..."

At this time, with bursts of exclamations, a team of cool super sports cars drove over. Looking around, there were more than a dozen of them, all of which were luxury sports cars.

Obviously, there are some rich second-generation sons and buddies inside.

The supercar team stopped at Dynasty International.

Walking out of it were handsome men and beautiful women wearing famous brands and fashionable dresses. They were all in their twenties, and the rich second-generation sons who drove supercars all had a beautiful long-legged girl in their arms.

I could see all kinds of envy and hatred from these young people who came to play.

"Hey, the Kuo Shao who walked in the front seems to be the super rich second generation Jiang Xiaolong, damn, he's so awesome, it's always like this when he comes out..."

"What the hell, if you have money, you don't want to play like this, right? If you come here, you will book the venue. If you play in a low-key way, will you die?"

"Too much hatred, labor and capital can't bear it..."

Someone recognized the second rich second generation who walked in the front, and it was Jiang Xiaolong, one of several super rich second generations in Jiangzhou.

Although it is very pretentious, but who makes people have great careers and money?

As soon as the manager of Dynasty International saw these people coming, he immediately greeted them cheerfully:

"Jiang Shao, hello, hello, we have made arrangements for you..."

"Ah."

Jiang Xiaolong put his arm around a beautiful long-legged girl, and slowly approached Dynasty International surrounded by a group of people, surrounded by pairs of envious and jealous eyes, as well as bursts of exclamation.

He seemed to enjoy this feeling very much, so he walked slowly, just to see these hanging silks envy and hate him.

But he couldn't do anything to himself, he could only stare blankly.

When Jiang Xiaolong stepped into the door of the bar, he looked proudly at these people and smiled contemptuously:
"Hmph, a bunch of hanging silk..."

This sarcasm is very hateful.

Although everyone present felt Jiang Xiaolong's ridicule towards his group of dicks, they were very upset, but at most they could curse in a low voice, who dares to rush up and beat him, isn't that courting death?

There is no way, this is the super rich second generation, how would ordinary people dare to offend this second generation ancestor?

"Can you say that again."

At this time, a very uncomfortable voice suddenly came out.

The person who spoke was none other than Chen Yufeng.

(End of this chapter)