Mistress, I am a real gentleman

"stop!"

The man in Chinese clothes shouted loudly towards the bottom.

Immediately, many Mongolian soldiers stopped, very obedient.

Lin Pingzhi saw that these Mongolian soldiers stopped using their swords and stopped slaughtering.

He looked up, and the moment he looked at the man, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.

This person looked familiar.

But he was sure that he had not seen this man before.

"Your Excellency is really good at martial arts. I don't know what sect you are a master student from?"

The man in Chinese clothes asked Lin Pingzhi.

Lin Pingzhi looked indifferent and did not answer.

He was not a high-ranking disciple of any sect, but the head of Yihong Sword Academy.

"Your Majesty admires Your Excellency's martial arts very much. I wonder if Your Excellency would like to be a famous diner in your residence?"

The Washington man continued to ask.

Lin Pingzhi glanced at him.

What a diner is, is a thug.

In ancient times, there was Lord Mengchang, who had three thousand diners.

That's three thousand thugs.

For you to eat and for your clothes, usually nothing happens, once something happens, they will let you kill or be killed.

He is not interested.

In this world, no one can make him a diner.

"Lin Lang, these Mongolian officers and soldiers wanted me and Yanan to accompany him."

Su Rongrong walked to Lin Pingzhi's side, stared at the man in the fancy dress, and complained to Lin Pingzhi.

Lin Pingzhi's eyes were fixed.

This moved his reverse scale!

"Do you want to die?"

He looked at the man in Washington and said the first sentence.

Seeing Lin Pingzhi's words, the man in Chinese clothes couldn't help showing a look of sarcasm in his eyes.

"In the entire Mongolia, there are people who can say that I want to die, but this is not you."

He shook his head, not paying attention to what Lin Pingzhi said.

No matter how powerful Lin Pingzhi was, he was at best a quack.

Letting Lin Pingzhi be his diner is already flattering him.

"Is it?"

The corners of Lin Pingzhi's mouth raised slightly.

"The last person who spoke to me like this, do you know the consequences?"

He held the hand of Weeping Blood Ghost Blade, gently raised it, pointed the blade at the man in Washington upstairs, and said in a deep voice.

"Oh?" A look of interest appeared on the face of the man in the Chinese suit, "Tell me, I want to know what the consequences will be!"

"It was a terrible death."

Lin Pingzhi smiled.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, he directly used the Dragon Capture Kungfu.

"Roar!"

With a dragon roar.

The invisible internal force pulled the man in the fancy dress through the railing with a "click" and fell in front of him.

"Little prince!"

The Mongolian officers and soldiers who had been fighting around, as well as the people who had followed him also came down from upstairs, and hurriedly exclaimed.

"Little Prince?"

A strange color flashed in Lin Pingzhi's eyes.

This man... Could it be his brother-in-law?

"You are Wang Baobao?"

Looking at the man who fell in front of him in a panic, he asked suspiciously.

The man had a look of horror on his face.

"you know me?"

After asking, anger quickly appeared on his face.

"Since you know me, you should know my identity! You dare to attack me, are you impatient!"

As he spoke, he quickly staggered back and hid behind his subordinates.

Ning Zhong was a little puzzled.

"Who is Wang Baobao?"

She looked at Lin Pingzhi and asked.

The world is so big, she has never heard of Wang Baobao.

Lin Pingzhi looked at Wang Baobao whose face was full of anger, and said lightly:

"Son of King Ruyang, brother of Zhao Min."

It was only then that Ning Zhong suddenly realized.

Su Rongrong had also heard about Zhao Min, and she was a little surprised when she heard Lin Pingzhi say that the person in front of her was Zhao Min's elder brother.

But my impression of Zhao Min is not good.

The elder brother is like this, thinking of forcing his girlfriend to become a prostitute, how can the younger sister be better?

When Wang Baobao heard Lin Pingzhi's words, the anger on his face suddenly turned into astonishment.

"Do you know Minmin?"

He looked at Lin Pingzhi and said hastily.

But Lin Pingzhi was not interested, so he chatted with him.

"For Zhao Min's sake, I won't kill you today, otherwise!"

Having said this, Lin Pingzhi's voice suddenly stopped, and a flying knife with a cold light appeared in his hand.

The flying knife flew out of the station from his hand.

In the grove opposite the post station, more than a dozen trees were broken one after another.

"Guru..."

Wang Baobao swallowed his saliva.

He was really shocked by Lin Pingzhi's move.

This kind of martial arts, except for those masters under his sister Zhao Min, it is difficult for others to match.

He looked around.

At this time, the guards around him, together with the officers and soldiers who attacked earlier, totaled no more than a dozen people. It was impossible to block Lin Pingzhi.

Not to mention, Lin Pingzhi also has Ning Zhongze, who is good at martial arts, by his side.

"I'm leaving, I'm leaving immediately!"

As he spoke, he hurriedly ran outside accompanied by his guards.

Because of Wang Baobao's departure in the post station, the originally tense atmosphere returned to normal.

Lin Pingzhi and Ning Zhong just arrived at the table, ready to eat something.

Unexpectedly, the owner of the inn came to Lin Pingzhi's side.

"Young man, hurry up, the man just now is the young prince of Ruyang Palace, if you don't leave, the young prince will definitely bring someone to arrest you."

His face was full of worry.

Feeling the boss's kindness, Lin Pingzhi also nodded slightly.

"Okay, let's go after eating."

he said gently.

But the boss's expression did not ease, but became even uglier.

"No, young man, if you don't leave, we will be the ones who suffer. It's not easy to open a small shop these days. If you don't leave, the little prince will definitely implicate us!"

He said quickly, his tone was not as good as before.

It was only then that Lin Pingzhi realized that the boss was for their own good, and it was fake to persuade them to leave, but it was true to want to stay out of the matter.

At this point, he would be wrong.

Gao Yanan next to him couldn't stand it anymore.

"Shopkeeper, what do you mean? We haven't finished our meal, how can there be any reason to drive people away?"

She usually likes to act chivalrously in the arena, and she dislikes bullying others the most.

The inn owner's behavior, in her opinion, is a manifestation of greed for life and fear of death.

"Oh, it's okay."

Lin Pingzhi raised his hand and smiled.

"Do you believe it or not? Even if I leave, your store will still not be spared? If I don't leave, even if Wang Baobao sends someone, I will still be able to save your store?"

His words, in the shopkeeper's eyes, just didn't want to leave.

"Young hero, your martial arts are good, but no matter how strong your martial arts are, can you be stronger than thousands of troops? That is the young prince of Ruyang Palace. He will bring thousands of troops, can you deal with it?"

"of course can."

Lin Pingzhi talked to himself, very calmly.

It's not like he hasn't faced thousands of troops.

Wang Baobao was let go before, but it was for Zhao Min's face.

"Stop bragging!"

The inn owner said angrily.

"I don't welcome you here, let's go!"

He didn't want to hear Lin Pingzhi's big talk here.

Now he just wants to drive Lin Pingzhi and his party away so that his post can be preserved.

"Row."

Lin Pingzhi smiled lightly.

He stood up and left the inn with the three daughters of Ning Zhongze.

But, can the owner of the inn really get what he wants?