The Ming Dynasty in Another World: People are in the Heavenly Prison, and Wuji becomes a Taoist

Zhou Ping walked up and greeted those people.

Then he turned around and enthusiastically introduced each other to Lin Mo and Xu Baili.

The two then realized that the muscular bearded man was named Charles, and he was obviously a martial artist.

And that elegant gentleman's name was Frank.

As for the last hot blonde beauty, her name is Evelyn.

The combination of handsome men and beautiful women always attracts attention wherever they go.

Therefore, as soon as they appeared, everyone in the hall looked at them.

When Zhou Ping introduced Lin Mo and the other two to the three guests, he spoke English.

Xu Baili had no problem at all and understood it all.

He thought Lin Mo would look embarrassed, but unexpectedly, his face remained calm.

"Does he know English? That's impossible..."

Xu Baili muttered to himself and shook his head.

I just thought it was because Lin Mo had a good psychological quality and didn't show any fear in front of outsiders.

During the introductions, Frank and Evelyn politely extended their hands and thanked Lin Mo and Xu Baili in broken Chinese.

"Thank you for your hard work, both of you."

Only Charles, with eyes as sharp as an eagle, looked Lin Mo up and down.

He spoke in English in a rough voice.

He thought Lin Mo didn't understand, so his words were provocative and rude.

Xu Baili and Zhou Ping's faces suddenly turned pale.

Xu Baili, in particular, was so angry that he clenched his fists and wished he could step forward and refute immediately.

But Charles suddenly glared and threatened Zhou Ping.

Zhou Ping looked sincere and immediately negotiated in English.

But Charles remained adamant and remained unmoved.

Zhou Ping sighed helplessly and finally compromised.

He turned to look at Lin Mo, his politeness mixed with a hint of apology.

"Mr. Lin, this guest from England has heard that our Secret Service members are all very skilled and wants to see them for himself. Would you be so kind as to demonstrate some of their abilities?"

Lin Mo asked with a half-smile: "Did he really say that?"

"This……"

Zhou Ping looked embarrassed and was speechless for a moment.

Lin Mo turned his gaze to Xu Baili.

The latter gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice: "When he heard that you were here to protect them, he doubted your ability and wanted you to show him some real kung fu to see if you are capable of it..."

In fact, Lin Mo had already understood it.

At the beginning, he acquired the ability to master languages ​​from Chen Weimin, the warden of the East District of the Evil Dragon Prison.

Listening and reading English is naturally no problem.

He narrowed his eyes and looked at the bearded man, Charles.

I originally thought this guy was just a bodyguard.

Now it seems that the other party's status is no lower than the other two.

Otherwise, it is impossible for a bodyguard to do something that would take away the master's power in front of his master.

Charles looked at Lin Mo provocatively, with a look of pride on his face.

Lin Mo remembered that it was mentioned in the book that Director Wen gave him yesterday.

The most important thing for the British nobility is etiquette and rules.

Unexpectedly, on this first meeting, the other party gave him a warning.

It was obvious that these nobles would only be polite to those who were of equal or higher status than them.

If they meet people of lower status or who need something from them, they will display their arrogance to the fullest.

Seeing that Lin Mo remained silent, Charles urged Zhou Ping impatiently.

Zhou Ping looked embarrassed. He looked at Lin Mo and then at Charles, not knowing what to do.

Lin Mo was also very depressed.

He is a person who always responds to soft words rather than hard ones, and he hates being forced by others the most.

The reason for taking this job was because of Director Xu Guochang's reputation, and also because he wanted to get in touch with Wenhui.

Although Wenhui emphasized to him that this matter involved a huge interest-free loan.

But asking him to perform kung fu for a foreigner, what's the difference between that and performing with a monkey?

I'm not Charles' father, so why should I spoil him?

Besides, if I compromise this time.

In the next few days, Charles will treat him as a soft persimmon, right?

Do I have to go along with him every time?

Thinking of this, Lin Mo smiled neither humbly nor arrogantly.

"The Kung Fu I learned is the skill of killing, not those fancy moves. It is not suitable for performance. If you really want to see martial arts performances, I suggest you go to the theater. There are plenty of them there."

Hearing this, Zhou Ping was surprised and did not dare to speak.

"Brother Xu, please help me translate this for them." Lin Mo looked at Xu Baili.

Xu Baili was surprised by Lin Mo's words.

He never expected that Lin Mo would dare to reject the other party's request so bluntly.

However, after taking a deep breath, he still translated these words verbatim to several people.

When Charles heard this, his eyes narrowed instantly.

It's like a lurking poisonous snake that may jump out and bite someone at any time.

The gentle and elegant nobleman Frank next to him just smiled and said nothing.

And the hot beauty Evelin showed a strange glow after hearing Lin Mo's words.

She looked Lin Mo up and down with great interest and unscrupulously.

Even Xu Baili, who was standing beside him, could feel the heat in those eyes clearly.

But Lin Mo had a calm expression.

Wenhui mentioned before that these people are quite interested in Chinese martial arts.

Now it seems that some of them may also have kung fu skills.

There was a subtle sense of tension in the air.

Zhou Ping's face turned pale with fright, fearing that these foreign guests would suddenly turn hostile and fly into a rage.

However, to everyone's surprise.

But what was unexpected was that after staring at Lin Mo for a while, Charles did not get angry. Instead, he asked, "Lin, you are so uncooperative, aren't you afraid that I will complain to your superiors?"

Charles spoke Chinese with a very strange accent.

However, compared with the reckless image he had displayed before, he was like a completely different person.

Zhou Ping didn't expect that this English guest could speak Chinese.

Hearing Charles' question, Lin Mo smiled lightly and answered calmly: "Complain? I'm here to help, not to sell myself to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs. If you really want to complain, I'll just take the opportunity to go home and have some free time."

His calm tone directly showed his unwillingness to serve these people.

Charles, who had been confronting the opponent at first, suddenly became a different person, clapping and praising.

"You have backbone and principles! I thought you would send some weak and incompetent people to deal with us, but I didn't expect you to have someone like you. Not bad, really good!"

The atmosphere was quite tense, but Charles' smile immediately eased it.

When Zhou Ping, who was standing next to him, heard this, he felt so embarrassed that he wanted to find a hole to crawl into.

However, Lin Mo was not very happy.

Instead, I felt that the foreigner in front of me was a despicable person.

He looks down on others who are servile and fawning.

Lin Mo fought back without any hesitation, which made him look at him with a higher regard.

Isn't this a typical case of bullying the weak and fearing the strong?