A New Character Every Month

Lin Zian turned his head to look, the corners of his mouth slightly raised: "Interesting."

"Oops! Not good!"

Halfway through Zhao Mingfeng's walk, he suddenly screamed.

Something seemed to be stepped on under his feet, his body tilted, and the soup bowl came out of his hand.

A plate of hot soup and ingredients was spilled from the basin and poured on the forest.

The white gas that wafts from the soup from time to time is enough to prove how high its temperature is.

"Uncle!"

Xiao Ke turned pale and said in shock.

With the position where my uncle is sitting, I'm afraid my whole body will be drenched all over.

"Protect uncle."

The guards of the Zhou family who were sitting next to them stared intently, and hurriedly got up to help, but were stopped by three plainclothes guards who were not weak.

Lin Zian looked calm, stretched out a hand, and fanned it covertly.

The movement is as fast as afterimage.

Whoa!

A gust of wind then blew from beside him, and all the soup ingredients flew back the same way.

In Zhao Mingfeng's startled gaze, everything fell on him.

It seems to have become a drowned rat.

Lin Zian glanced at him, and continued to eat vegetables happily.

This is probably the so-called stealing chickens and losing money.

"Fortunately, God bless, there was a gust of wind."

Seeing this scene, Xiao Ke patted his head and breathed a sigh of relief.

Many of the drinkers who heard the sound around them let out deliberately suppressed laughter.

Just now they didn't like this young man of aristocratic family who was domineering and yelling as soon as he came up. Seeing him downcast now, many people would smile heartily.

Zhao Mingfeng's face instantly became ugly.

Although the soup was very hot, it didn't hurt him as a Xuanshi.

The reason why he felt embarrassed was that he originally wanted to see other people laugh at him, but now he became a joke himself.

"Bastard, I really want to befriend you, but how dare you spill soup on me!"

Zhao Mingfeng looked at Lin Zi'an with a smirk.

When Xiao Ke heard this unreasonable remark, he immediately retorted: "Why do you talk? It's clear that you brought a pot of soup for nothing, but you took the soup pot out of your hands and spilled it on yourself. Can anyone else be blamed?"

"..."

Zhao Mingfeng was furious, and was about to start cursing, but he heard whispers from the moment next to him.

"Yeah, I saw it just now. I only heard of people carrying wine glasses to make friends, but never said people carrying pots of soup. This person definitely has no good intentions."

"Hey, not only did he not have any kind intentions, but he probably wanted to throw the bowl on the young man, but unfortunately, a gust of wind just happened to blow, and he suffered the consequences."

"Haha, if this is the case, it can only be said that the law of heaven recurs, and the retribution is not good!"

"..."

Zhao Mingfeng's face turned blue and then pale, and he looked around viciously: "Who is talking, get out!"

But when he glanced away, those who spoke had already closed their mouths, making it impossible for him to find anyone.

After scanning around, seeing that Lin Zian was still eating the food without distraction, Zhao Mingfeng became angry immediately: "Lin Zian, do you only rely on women to talk now?"

Lin Zian looked at Zhao Mingfeng in surprise, and asked doubtfully, "I know you?"

Zhao Mingfeng snorted coldly: "My son is the Zhao family in Fucheng, Zhao Mingfeng."

"Oh."

Lin Zian turned around and didn't pay attention.

He found some things about the Zhao family in the original owner's memory, which can be regarded as a big family.

But compared with the Zhou family, Wanru Xinghuo and Haoyue are not worth mentioning.

Not to mention Zhao Mingfeng who had never heard of it.

"Lin Zian, are you afraid when you hear my name?"

Zhao Mingfeng smiled ferociously: "I advise you to apologize to me obediently, otherwise don't blame me for being rude."

"Does your Zhao family want to start a war with our Zhou family?"

The guards of the Zhou family glared at the three guards of the Zhao family standing in front of them.

If it weren't for the head of the guard who was still investigating the assassination of my uncle, it would be impossible for these people to stop them.

"We dare not, this is just our son's greeting to your uncle."

A guard of the Zhao family laughed.

Hearing Zhao Mingfeng's words, Lin Zian looked out the window and asked Xiang Xiaoke, "Xiao Ke, is it night?"

"daytime."

Xiao Ke made a subconscious answer, then quickly reacted, covered her mouth and smiled.

Zhao Mingfeng was a little confused, so he stretched out a finger and pointed at Lin Zian: "Lin Zian, don't you dare to even speak to me?"

"My uncle means, what daydreams?"

Seeing his arrogant appearance, Xiao Ke couldn't help pointing out the meaning of Lin Zian's words.

"You said I was dreaming?"

Zhao Mingfeng said angrily: "Lin Zian, do you have the guts to gamble with me?"

"Gamble?"

Lin Zian stopped his chopsticks and looked at him with interest.

"That's right, it's a gambling fight, you and I will have a fair fight."

Zhao Mingfeng said confidently: "If you lose, promise me one request. If you win, I will walk around when I see you in the future."

Lin Zian looked at him in surprise, maybe this man was raised stupid.

Leaving aside the unfairness of gambling between Xuanshi and ordinary people, let's say that one of the bets is a request, and the other is just walking around when you see the other party.

It is completely clear at a glance who of the two is more important.

"A profound scholar bet against an ordinary person, Mr. Zhao's calculation is really good."

Lin Zian smiled, and started to eat the food on the table again.

No matter how "thunderstorm" is next to you, the food on this table must not be wasted.

"Really shameless."

Suddenly there was a voice from behind.

"Who!"

Zhao Mingfeng looked back angrily, and all the people he saw looked innocent.

He had no choice but to turn around and tell Lin Zi'an the sub-plan he had already made: "Then, I won't bully you. How about letting you have one arm and one foot? If you can use weapons, I will use your bare hands. In this way, you The odds of winning are definitely greater than mine."

"It's not impossible to gamble with me."

Seeing Zhao Mingfeng's moo light up, Lin Zian continued: "Young Master Zhao only needs to promise me one condition."

"What conditions?"

Zhao Mingfeng's eyes lit up, and he laughed wildly in his heart.

Haha, it seems that this waste material is about to be fooled.

"You bind your hands and feet, and I will fight with you."

Lin Zian took a sip from the wine glass, sighed and said, "This wine is a bit bland."

"I bind my hands and feet, so what do you want me to use to fight you?"

Zhao Mingfeng was extremely angry, he was clearly playing tricks on himself.

"Don't you still have a head?"

Lin Zian glanced at him casually, picked up the jug and poured a glass into the glass.

"Lin Zian, could it be that you are just a little boy who can only hide behind women, and even if I give up my hands and feet, you dare not bet with me?"

Zhao Mingfeng suppressed the anger in his heart, and spoke aggressively.

"I'm embarrassed to praise me like that."

Under the surprised eyes of others, Lin Zian smiled slightly.

Zhao Mingfeng stared at Lin Zian in disbelief.

Is the little boy a compliment?

And isn't this scholar a soft-tempered and pedantic person?

How could he become so shameless?

The drinkers around watched this big show, all staring intently.

The two parties obviously have extraordinary family backgrounds, and they usually don't see this good scene in this small town.

They also had a judgment in their minds about the confrontation between the two young masters.

Mr. Lin, who was obviously sitting on the seat, drinking and eating without anyone else, was even better.

As for Mr. Zhao, who couldn't even control his expression and was in a state of embarrassment, although he kept talking harshly, it seemed like he was bluffing, and he fell behind.

"Lin Zian, are you going to be a coward for the rest of your life?"