Son-in-law Dan Zun

Bai Mufeng and his party are just a small episode.

As a group of people went upstairs, the hall quickly recovered its previous appearance, slightly noisy.

Luo Wushu looked at the man next to the table, raised his glass and said, "Xiongtai, how about a drink?"

"Okay!" The man also raised his glasses, clinked glasses with Luo Wushu, and then drank them all.

"I don't know Xiongtai, how do you call it?" Luo Wushu smiled.

"Dapeng!"

"Dapeng!" Luo Wushu repeated, smiling: "Good name!"

"..." Dapeng was stunned, staring at Luo Wushu, "Are you serious?"

He knows how popular his name is.

"certainly!"

Luo Wushu nodded slightly and said sternly.

"Dapeng rises in the same wind in one day, soaring for ninety thousand li, ordinary names don't have such meaning."

"Just use this name, you will have a limitless future in the future."

Dapeng smiled bitterly, "Brother, don't make fun of me. I'm almost 30, but I'm only in the late stage of the Magic Realm, so what's the future."

Luo Wushu smiled and said, "Cultivation is also about cultivating the mind. As long as it is consistent, it's not a late bloomer at best."

"Are you late..." Dapeng thoughtfully.

There seems to be a faint understanding, and the mood has been understood a lot in an instant, and it suddenly becomes clear.

Aside, Mo Fan and Yao Yue both glanced at Luo Wushu weirdly.

They know Luo Wushu's character.

This proud guy is so proactive, and there is usually only one situation where he can use the other party.

After a while, Dapeng showed a happy smile on his face, and he raised his glass to respect Luo Wushu, "Thank you brother for the point, I don't know how to call you?"

"Shu Wu!" Luo Wushu responded with a smile.

"Shu Wu, this name is not bad, although it is not as good as mine, but it's passable."

Dapeng nodded seriously, and also affirmed Luo Wushu.

Luo Wushu: "..."

Dapeng also didn't care, smiled and met Mo Fan Yaoyue, but the two did not reveal their real names either.

how to say?

I think it's unnecessary!

The group chatted casually, and after only a moment, Luo Wushu asked casually.

"Brother Peng, who is the group in front of you?"

Dapeng asked: "Who?"

Luo Wushu said: "Is that the people who went to the Tianzi box?"

"..." Dapeng was stunned, looking at Luo Wushu like a monster.

But thinking of the shabby dishes on the table of Luo Wushu's trio, he was relieved.

The three of them should have just arrived, and they haven't settled in White Tiger City.

Otherwise, if the three of them stayed in White Tiger City for some time, how could they not know Bai Mufeng?

"His name is Bai Mufeng, a member of the Bai family!" Dapeng explained.

Because of the conflict with Luo Wushu, he explained all the things he knew.

Among them, it also includes several big forces in White Tiger City.

Among the many forces, Bai Mufeng's family, that is, the Bai family, was the most powerful.

"Bai Mufeng's identity is so honorable, why should he be so polite to the two blood-clothed men?" Luo Wushu asked curiously.

Dapeng lowered his voice and said, "The two are obviously from the Blood-Clothed Building!"

"Bloodsuit building, is it strong?" Luo Wushu seemed to be full of curiosity.

"It's very strong, because the Blood Robe Tower is not a force in the White Tiger City. Of course, how strong it is is not something we can know."

"But what is certain is that even the Bai family is nothing in front of the blood-clothed building."

Dapeng's voice was very low.

Misfortune comes out of the mouth, if it were not for Luo Wushu's counterpart, he would not discuss these topics.

After all, with his strength, whether in front of the Xueyilou or the White House, he is not much different from the Ants.

Luo Wushu nodded slightly, seeming to be a little taboo about these topics, and did not continue to ask more.

Of course, he actually felt that he couldn't get more from Dapeng's mouth.

After a while, the waiter who had followed Bai Mufeng's party upstairs walked down happily with the menu.

As expected, Bai Mufeng was his cash cow.

Under his recommendation, Bai Mufeng brought almost all of the best cuisine in Typhoon Shelter.

This atmosphere, compared to...

Cough!

It was the three soil buns who couldn't do it for a lifetime.

The waiter, thinking of this, glanced at the Luo Wushu three people inadvertently by the way.

At this moment, Luo Wushu was beckoning to him.

"What's the matter?" The waiter walked over, and the smile on his face gradually disappeared, as if he had changed.

Luo Wushu didn't mind, so he took out a storage ring and put it on the table.

"There are a thousand French crystal jade, do you want it?"

His voice came into the ears of the waiter.

The waiter was stunned, and immediately, he glanced at a messy table of cheap dishes, and couldn't help showing a sneer.

"If you can take out a thousand French crystal jade at hand, will you eat cheap food here?"

"Moreover, if it is really a thousand pieces of magic crystal jade, it should be a generous reward, where is it necessary to use such a sneaky look."

The waiter secretly said.

But even so, the movement in his hand was not at all polite, and he stretched out to take the storage ring.

Mosquito legs, no matter how small, are meat.

In addition to commissions, tips are also one of their biggest sources of income.

But soon, his figure froze in place, and his mouth grew big.

"This...this...this..."

"There are really a thousand French crystal jade?"

Luo Wushu looked at the waiter calmly, and a thousand pieces of crystal jade was no different from one piece.

All he needs is the waiter to be more obedient.

He was very satisfied with the waiter's response.

After a long while, the waiter was relieved, the bright smile on his face was like a blooming chrysanthemum.

"Master, what's your order?"

After realizing that he had looked around, he called Luo Wushu directly into a master.

The rich is the uncle, and it shows incisively and vividly in him.

Although Bai Mufeng was proud, the commission he could get on Bai Mufeng's list was no more than nine magic crystal jade stones.

And the thousand crystal jade that Luo Wushu rewarded was worth his entire year's income.

And it is the kind with scattered rewards.

There is nothing wrong with the fact that things must be reversed.

Compared with Luo Wushu, Bai Mufeng's heroic implied meaning is that'extreme'.

Luo Wushu is the ‘anti’.

If Bai Mufeng is a local tyrant, Luo Wushu is a Shenhao.

"When the food is delivered in a while, I need you to write down all the conversations you heard in the Tianzi box box without missing a word." Luo Wushu said in a voice transmission.

"Okay, Lord!" The waiter understood, and also responded with voice transmission.

After finishing speaking, he bowed respectfully to Luo Wushu before retreating.

Dapeng blinked aside.

"How much did you reward?"

Dapeng knows very well that these waiters are so low-minded that they may not be impressed by the average numbers.

"One thousand!" Luo Wushu casually responded, and then toasted: "Come on, drink!"

"A thousand yuan spirit stone, can you be regarded as an uncle?" Dapeng murmured while toasting.

For a moment, Dapeng learned from Luo Wushu and beckoned to another waiter not far away.

The waiter greeted him, "Guest officer, what's the matter?"

Dapeng proudly took out a storage ring and put it on the table, then put his hands behind his head and leaned against the chair.

"There are two thousand yuan spirit stones in it, call me two masters to listen to it!"

Luo Wushu: "..."