Marvel's My Orange Cat Is an Essence Devouring Beast

Fan Rong couldn't hear the voices speaking over there clearly, but he could also tell what Zhang Rong and the servant-looking man were talking about. This doesn't fit the plot. It wasn't written like this in the script I gave him. There must be something wrong somewhere.

"Master Zhang Rong" was concerned about his face in front of everyone, so he spoke politely for the time being. However, it is not difficult to hear that there is an implicit three-point threat.

"Ahem!" Zhang Rong finally felt embarrassed after hearing the other party repeating it for the third time. The old man's face turned red and he secretly cupped his hands to Qi Liao.

"Just now, according to Young Master Fan's arrangement and Young Master Fan's suggestion, I had a careful conversation with Miss Wang Feng." Zhang Rong lowered his head unconsciously at this moment.

This is an apology for continuing to waste money and inevitably becoming the enemy of Master Qi.

I saw him tremblingly saying at this moment, "I think Miss Wang Feng is indeed talented at whistling. I just had a conversation with her."

Fan Rong raised his eyebrows and thought to himself, you old dog really thinks that I am short-sighted and can't tell the difference between a man and a woman. I have just been chatting with you about whether a person's body shape is male or female. How can I still not understand?

But forget it, it was just throwing dirty water anyway, as long as the old man could follow the lines.

"After chatting for a while, I found that although Ms. Wang Feng's talent is not too strong, it doesn't matter, and she is polite to me. I still like her quite a lot. And she doesn't need to make a living from this. As a hobby, her whistle skills are still good. It’s amazing to have gotten this far.”

Fanrong "Are you crazy?"

Fan Rong was furious, "Think about it carefully, she really didn't say that you were not good at playing just now."

Faced with Fan Rong's crazy suggestion, Zhang Rong looked embarrassed for a while. It was rare for him to meet Qi Liao here. It was already embarrassing for him to get hit by the other party for his money.

Although he respectfully calls Qi Liao Master Qi, he is still his junior after all.

If he really did this in front of his juniors, it would be no less serious than if someone of his age were to wear black stockings and dance in the wild.

"Yes, you are right, but it's not that serious. I just said that there is still a section of his whistle song that can be improved. It's not even an opinion, it's just my own opinion. . It does not mean that Miss Wang Feng is the same as me."

"Who are you?" Fan Rong said in astonishment when he saw Qi Liao coming forward, "How did your master teach you that servants should stay down there honestly and not get involved in the master's conversation?"

Fan Rong felt infinitely annoyed. By the way, why did he forget that the other party might ask a servant to come down and block the sword?

"Hey, Master Fan, are you? You can't afford it?"

Dai Xiapo pushed away the person next to him, looked at that person and said. Qi Liao stepped forward just now, otherwise he would have been standing here talking to this bastard now.

"What do you mean, this young master can't afford to play?" Fan Rong couldn't help but get angry again when he saw another outstanding person, "Who are you, not from our class? As I learned, classmate Wang Feng has divorced her husband, you I’m here to take over.”

"A bastard is indeed a bastard. I think that's all there is in your world."

Dai Xiapo sneered. Fan Rong couldn't help but darken his face after hearing this. "These words are too vulgar. Sure enough, people often say that there are servants just like the masters. No wonder the guy just spoke so inappropriately." I know etiquette, but now that I see it, I can’t be wrong.”

"Noble etiquette is only for the same nobles. People nowadays should be all-rounded, and they should use the same attitude when dealing with people. You don't usually encounter them, but if you really have to deal with some second-rate people, you Being polite and modest will only make the other person think that you are afraid of him."

"I don't think Mr. Fan is so aggressive because he wants to lower himself to become this second-rate guy."

Fan Rong was speechless for a moment, his raised hand was stunned for a moment, "You"

"Wang Ren is that name." Dai Xiapo turned to whisper to the girl next to him who was at odds with Wang Feng. "That's the end of my ability to curse. You can tell me next."

Wang Ren ""

This is of course false. What kind of person does he wear? He has an aristocratic temperament, is elegant and easy-going. He is so elegant and easy-going. What's the use of being polite and easy-going when you meet a gangster on that indescribable remote road?

He obviously wanted to say something else, but considering that he still represented Wang Feng, and for the sake of her elegance and easy-going, he finally held back.

"You, you, you," Fan Rong said ten times in succession, but in the end, you still couldn't say a complete sentence.

Regardless of the joking element just now, Wang Feng also stepped forward at this time. She, who had always had a cold face, now turned into a white face.

She smiled and said, "Not to mention that Mr. Qi Liao is my friend and not a servant. Since everyone is dissatisfied with his comments about Master Zhang Rong's whistle music, why not give him a chance to He expressed his opinions."

"That's not necessary. There must be a difference between us and professional whistlers."

"What do you mean, there is no need to let people show off their skills. How do you know that people are talking nonsense? You are a prophet."

"The person Brother Fan invited here is naturally the master. If this kid who appeared out of nowhere is more famous than the master, then why haven't I heard of anyone else? Let me just say this. If this kid can play well, I will Send women’s clothing to the group”

"That classmate just now was so funny. He said it as if you have heard of the name Zhang Rong."

There were still many people who couldn't stand Fanrong and his lackeys. When they saw Wang Feng coming out, they immediately seemed to have found a team and joined them.

Of course, what really made them give up the idea of ​​"it's none of their business, just hang it high" was the sight of Wang Feng's ornaments that symbolized wealth.

Fanrong has been showing off since the first year of high school, which indirectly led to the fact that although most people in their class could not afford upper-class supplies, they all had a rough and detailed understanding of them.

"What's wrong with letting this kid say it?" Fan Rong was stunned for a moment, then suddenly laughed, "Okay, considering that most of us may not understand the criteria for judging whistles. Let this kid come up and start again. Let’s sing a song..."

"Although I can't explain why. But it sounds good over there. I think everyone should have a clue about this."

The other party took the initiative to ask him to slap him in the face, which made Fanrong slightly confused for a while, but he finally agreed. Although I don't know what the old dog Zhang Rong is doing, his strength can only be described as "awesome".

Who can Qi Liao, who sings better than him, be worthy of him?

Qi Liao stood on the stage without holding a microphone.

It's not pretentious. Ever since he bought this crappy ability, he just used it to relax by himself in his free time. This kind of professional equipment is prepared for whistle competition, but it feels strange to use it.

Dai Xiapo looked down at Qi Liao on the stage and closed his eyes, looking for a feeling. Wang Feng was beside him, and another Wang Wei was following him on the other side. Dai Xiapo was not in the mood to send her away for the time being.

"Don't worry so much. Have you forgotten what happened at our last class reunion? Your friend spent half an hour bragging about it to disgust Wang Zhongwang. He is indeed capable. And even if he is not as good as you in being bad, he still You won’t suffer any loss, so don’t worry.”

"You think I'm worried that he will lose to the bearded opponent?" He stared at Qi Liao's face on the stage and said, "Pah, I was just lamenting how could such a good thing happen to this kid that time?" Do you know what is more pretentious than pretentiousness? Yes, it’s passive pretense. This feeling is really amazing.”

Wang Feng: "Pfft."

"Why are you laughing?" "No, I just think this is really something you can say."

Under the focus of everyone's attention, Qi Liao finally found his own rhythm after a long time, and suddenly a melodious voice came from his mouth.

It's not elegant music, Qi Liao just wants to sing the tune that Zhang Rong played just now again.

This is certainly not difficult for him. Unlike Zhang Rong's long performance just now, he played extremely fast this time, but his tone slowed down for a while when paying attention to a few points. Zhang Rong in the audience listened carefully. He was still a little dazed when he heard the one or two special points. But then I understood.

He was secretly reminding himself that there was still something he needed to adjust.

However, Qi Liao did not directly play the tune after those changes. As mentioned before, the music he and Zhang Rong were playing could even be said to be completely different.

The song ended, and there was silence.

"That's it, thank you." He said this calmly and walked down.

"It's gone." Fan Rong came back to his senses and suddenly laughed, "You can see for yourself what you are singing about, so you still have the nerve to come up and pick on me and Master Zhang Rong. Sure enough, there are masters who have them." Servant, you see no one in the audience is even willing to respond to you."

After he finished speaking, the audience suddenly burst into applause. Fan Rong happily enjoyed the feeling of being admired by the stars, and then looked at Dai Xiapo and Wang Feng with disdain.

But he only saw the sneer on Dai Xiapo's face, as if he was looking at a fool. He imitated himself and raised his chin contemptuously.

The applause continued so much that Fanrong felt that the time was a little too long. At this time, Zhang Rong came over and said with a normal expression.

"Give up, young master. You are right, this applause belongs to Master Qi Liao."

"You call him Master" Fan Rong swallowed, why did he find this so difficult to understand?

Zhang Rong was inspired by Qi Liao's song just now, but now he has no shame to continue acting. So he said with a noble expression, "Yes, young master, don't look at his young age, but this young man has great potential in the future. I believe he will be able to widen the gap with me soon. This title is not too much."

"Young master wants to continue to stumbling them, so let's arrange other plans. I don't want the acting money anymore. But thank you for informing me to come here. Master Qi's inspiration to me just now is what benefited me the most. Thank you. "

After saying that, he turned and walked towards Qi Liao. Fan Rong was left standing alone, watching Qi Liao being surrounded by everyone.

Even his own lackeys gathered there. Dai Xiapo deliberately flashed the Rolex he was wearing at them.

"There must be some accident in this. I suspect this is not his true level of lip-synching. Yes, this must be lip-synching."

But at this time, it's like what he just said, "No one in the audience is even willing to respond to you."

"You, you, what are you doing? I am the protagonist of this party." Originally, this was what I came to prepare for when I heard that Wang Feng was getting divorced. He would never tolerate failure, and he couldn't tolerate losing at the hands of Qi Liao, a stranger like him.

"That's enough." An evil voice suddenly shouted behind him. This was also one of the people attending the party and had been waiting here for a long time.

At this moment, he came quietly behind Fan Rong, his voice was not loud, but after he finished speaking, the voices of everyone in the audience were lowered, and then became completely silent.

They heard gunshots.

"Brother Wang" Fan Rong, who was unruly and unruly, actually hugged the person behind him, looking just like the one who had been kneeling and licking his legs just now.

The man didn't say anything and kicked Fan Rong to the ground. A flash of anger flashed across Fan Rong's face, but then disappeared.

The man actually took out another gun and put it against Fan Rong's forehead, "What did I tell you before? You can't even pretend to be a b"

"No, no, brother Wang, please be patient. There is no problem with the things I arranged this time. It's that Zhang Rong, the whistler just now. Who would have thought that they knew each other? I didn't expect to kill him in the middle of the fight." Two came out.”

"Then you have to choose someone who can whistle, play the piano or play the pipa, no matter what industry he is not good at." The tone of the man who was called Brother Wang was high again.

"I've really thought about what you said, but I want to pay for it, but they don't come. We are the only old man here who can go to the scene at any time for money. It's not that I want to choose, it's that I can only choose."

Brother Wang raised his eyebrows and the corners of his mouth under the hood twitched. No wonder, it turns out that he had the same reason for choosing this guy in the first place.

He took off his hood and looked at those people again, a bloody light flashing in his eyes. "Huh, although it's different from what I expected, it's just right to have you two more."

"You are Wang Zhongwang." Wang Feng couldn't help but be surprised when he saw the man's face.

"Why is it you ham again?"

"Qi Liao, you know your fucking position and don't call me ham sausage." That person was not Wang Zhongwang. He kicked Fan Rong at his feet, licked his lips with a fierce look in his eyes and said, "I am not a superhero villain. The levels are too high to attract their attention. No one can come to save you now, I will slowly torture you until you die."

Qi Liao glanced at him. gun

Qi Liao should be one of the very few who can remain calm at this time. His body is no longer afraid of such little things. And now I am thinking about whether to rush forward and subdue Wang Zhongwang.

"Let me ask you a question. It seems that Brother Fan listens to you. Could it be that you also arranged this class reunion?"

"Of course, my purpose is to give this bitch a taste of what it's like to resist me. I didn't expect to catch you in the end. Haha." Wang Zhongwang said to himself, with an uncontrollable evil look in his eyes, but then he asked again, "Why don't you say anything? You were shocked by my plan."

Only then did Qi Liao come back to his senses and said calmly, "Ah, no, I was just wondering if there is no one in Marvel. Now even someone like you can be the OSS behind the scenes."

This author seems to have little regard for Marvel's villains and heroes.