Reincarnation of Terror: a Hundred Times Reward

If it were someone else, she wouldn't bother to teach if she couldn't.

Even, he would despise the country bumpkin of the other party.

Only Lin Chuan can make her take the initiative.

"No, I will."

Lin Chuan skillfully picked up the knife and fork and cut the steak.

The movement is very smooth and natural.

In the main world, western restaurants are almost rotten.

Lin Chuan himself has eaten western food countless times.

Knives and forks are easy to operate, even as good as foreigners.

Ren Tingting, who was on the opposite side, was stunned seeing Lin Chuan's actions like this.

Brother Lin Chuan, could it be possible that he also studied abroad?

Otherwise, how to eat western food is more standard and natural than her, a student who has studied abroad.

Just like real foreigners.

Thinking of this, she was even more curious about Lin Chuan in her heart.

What kind of person is he, what kind of experience has he had.

Only then can he control the flying sword, lead the thunder from the sky, and use a knife and fork well.

A lunch ended in Ren Tingting's wild thoughts.

After eating, the two took a walk to digest food, strolled slowly for a while, and then separated at the intersection.

Lin Chuan walked out of the town alone, and walked in the direction of Yizhuang.

After a short walk.

Lin Chuan raised his head, his eyes were filled with spiritual energy.

When caught tens of meters ahead, there was a sinister aura.

"You came after me?"

Lin Chuan raised his eyebrows slightly, but he was not afraid, and stepped forward directly, approaching the evil spirit.

As the distance got closer, I realized that there was a person standing in the middle of the road back to Yizhuang.

Wearing a tattered Taoist robe, he looked embarrassed.

It was the gray-robed Taoist who had escaped from the hands of Uncle Jiu.

"You are, Uncle Jiu's most proud disciple, Lin Chuan!"

When the gray-robed Taoist saw Lin Chuan, his eyes showed a fierce look.

Although his most powerful bronze-armored corpse had already been killed by Thunder.

But he himself has more than ten years of Taoism, which is similar to Uncle Jiu.

He didn't dare to deal with Uncle Jiu.

But there is no problem in crushing and beating a young boy who has not been in the industry for a long time.

"it's me."

Lin Chuan nodded, frowning slightly.

Is this Taoist with a sinister aura an acquaintance of Uncle Jiu?

"Haha, your master killed my two bronze-armored corpses, and I want him to understand what it's like to lose a beloved disciple!"

"Don't blame me, my strength is not enough to deal with your master, so I can only use you!"

The gray-robed Taoist's voice fell, and then his eyes were fixed, and the killing intent rose.

As he chanted the mantra, his palms were raised, and his fingers were bent like eagle claws.

After being blessed by Taoism, the claws are hard and can easily break bricks and rocks!

After a while, he planned to use these iron hands to disembowel this kid!

"Oh, so it's an enemy, not an acquaintance."

Lin Chuan muttered, relieved.

"Hmph, the dying person is still so calm, I admire your courage..."

The gray-robed Taoist snorted coldly.

However, his cruel words were only halfway through.

Then he felt that there seemed to be a little cold light flickering in front of him.

Immediately afterwards, he could no longer feel the existence of his right arm.

"what happened? "

The gray-robed Taoist turned his head to look at his right arm.

He found that his right arm fell quietly to the ground.

And on his body, from the shoulder, the right arm was broken at the root.

Where the arm was broken, blood surged like a column of blood!

Ahhh! ! !

The gray-robed Taoist howled wildly.

In my heart, I am terrified of fear!

what on earth is it!

His right hand, somehow, was cut off!

call out!