Metropolitan Super Deity

Brother Huo's little brothers couldn't help but come together.

"Brother Huo, what is going on with this sword?"

"What the hell, how do I know?"

Ling Fei took a sip of tea and said:

"I've said it before, this sword, non-real men are not allowed to pick it up."

"Boss, this kid scolds you for not being a real man."

"Damn, if I don't show off my power, you really treat me like a sick cat? Brothers, hit me! Let you be arrogant in front of me again?"

Ling Fei glanced at them with great disdain, and at the same time, the scalding hot water in his hand was poured out at the same time.

"ah--!"

The two people rushing at the front suddenly screamed, and the people behind wanted to continue charging, Ling Fei threw the cup out of his hand, and a huge force hit the chest of the person in front, knocking him down in an instant Flying out, the people behind were also knocked down.

"you--!"

Just as Brother Huo spoke, Ling Fei had already come to him at some point. Ling Fei tapped lightly on the Holy Sword of Xuanyuan with two fingers, and the Holy Sword of Xuanyuan was immediately lifted up by him.

Then, Ling Fei slashed Brother Huo's head with a sword, and Brother Huo wet his pants on the spot in fright.

But Ling Fei's sword stopped on his forehead, close to his scalp.

There was a 'bang' sound, Brother Huo's clothes burst on the spot, leaving only his underpants. However, the other person was not injured, but his legs were weak from fright, and his whole body was shaking.

"You don't deserve to dirty my sword, get lost!"

Brother Huo was like a lonely wild ghost, muttering to himself, and walked out in a daze. Looking at it, it was very funny, like a fool.

Ling Fei's amazing sword not only frightened Brother Huo, but also frightened other people!

A strong person is respected no matter where he is, so at this moment, others dare not do anything wrong to Ling Fei again.

Ever since, everyone was so frightened that they fled out one after another, not daring to stay for a moment.

Even Qian Xiaoqin had a confused look on her face.

How did Ling Fei get to Brother Huo just now, she didn't even see clearly, she just felt her eyes go blurry, and then Ling Fei appeared next to Brother Huo, and then he picked up the broken sword that was smashed every day, and moved towards Huo Brother Huo chopped off his head, and then Brother Huo's clothes burst into pieces...

Qian Xiaoqin was a little dizzy. What I saw today seemed to be the kind of scene that only appears in martial arts movies? This... this is too amazing, right?

Ling Fei threw the sword back into the stove, and asked Fan Tianyin to watch and not allow it to move.

"Sister Qian, aren't you going back to make dumplings? The students get out of school in the afternoon, so be careful not to prepare enough for dinner."

Qian Xiaoqin rolled her eyes resentfully.

"Did you mean 1?"

"What on purpose?"

"You still pretended to be confused, you are actually a martial arts master, and you didn't tell me, do you know how worried I was about you just now? I even took out my pension money from the bottom of the box, trying to help you out .”

Unfortunately, after a pause, Qian Xiaoqin was unavoidably a little frustrated.

Ling Fei was already handsome, not very talented, but he had a good-looking face. Therefore, in her heart, she has always regarded Ling Fei as her prince charming.

Originally, she thought that she and Ling Fei could barely make do with each other and chase Ling Fei, but today Ling Fei's sudden performance was really amazing to the extreme.

For the first time in her life, Qian Xiaoqin felt a little ashamed. She suddenly felt that she was not good enough for Ling Fei.

With such a mood, Qian Xiaoqin returned to her wonton shop in a daze.

All afternoon, she seemed to lose her mind, sometimes giggling and sometimes sad.

Sometimes, she would complain to herself and say:

"Qian Xiaoqin, look at you, you are already a young lady, and Ling Fei is in his youth, how could he like you, an old widow?"

Sometimes, she would comfort herself with a disturbed heart:

"Actually, I'm not bad at all. I want to have a good figure and a pretty face. Compared with those little girls, I don't have that layer of film. What's the difference between me?"

In this way, after half a day of entanglement, Qian Xiaoqin ushered in the night, and she realized that she hadn't made any of her dumplings.

She couldn't help but her face changed slightly.

"It's broken, it's over, it's over, it's over!"

Sure enough, as more and more students came over, Qian Xiaoqin could only raise her hands in surrender and announced that she would be closed for one day.

On the second day, Qian Xiaoqin couldn't help walking out sleepily with a pair of giant panda eyes raised.

The sun in the sky had already risen quite a bit, reaching eight o'clock. In the blacksmith's shop opposite, Ling Fei had a cigarette in his mouth, and kept moving his hand, still sharpening the sword. It could be seen that, He stayed up all night again.

Qian Xiaoqin couldn't help frowning and said:

"Lingfei, what's the point of you beating like this every day? It's just a sword. Do you need to treat it like this?"

"sword?"

Ling Fei chuckled lightly.

"This is not an ordinary sword, this is a very stubborn sword. I want to destroy its will, crush its dignity, and make it bow down to me."

Qian Xiaoqin couldn't help shaking her head.

"You're talking nonsense again."

Ling Fei smiled lightly and said:

"Forget it, I said it, but you don't understand it either. If that's the case, forget it."

"I don't understand, but I'm going to the bank to apply for a little loan."

"Applying for a loan, what do you want the loan for?"

"The shop next to it is closed. I want to take him down and expand the business. Otherwise, I don't know when it will be the top. I want to earn more money as soon as possible and buy a house for Yingzi. Make a down payment."

"Can I get a loan?"

"I do not know."

The pretty widow's pretty eyebrows were tightly locked together, as if she was extremely sad.

"I have been there many times before, but every time I returned without success."

"Because my daughter and I only have this wonton shop, but this wonton shop is not our property, but we rented it. Without fixed assets as collateral, it is difficult for the bank to grant us a loan. I have already This is the nineteenth time."

As she spoke, she sighed deeply, as if she was expressing the helplessness of single mothers.

Ling Fei's eyelids drooped, and he couldn't see what he was thinking. When the pretty widow got on the battery car, he couldn't help shouting:

"Hey! If they don't give you a loan this time, just say, I'll use the name 'Lingfei' as a mortgage. Jiangbei Lingfei. Remember it."

The pretty widow gave Ling Fei a puzzled look.

"Do you really think of yourself as a treasure? You are so thick-skinned. I have never heard that someone can get money from a bank in his own name."

"Hehe, let's try it, maybe it will work."

"Okay then, if it can be loaned out, I'll treat you to dinner."