The Doctor of the City goes down the mountain

Chapter 874 The Provocation of the Martial Arts Association of Modu

Chapter 874 The Provocation of the Martial Arts Association of Modu

Ye Wuyou came to Lin Dong again.

This time, he met A Lang.

Seeing A Lang, he couldn't help staring at him for a long time.

Then asked:

"How old are you?"

A Lang ignored him.

"Seeing that you are only in your 20s, you are actually a half-level warrior. Are half-level warriors in their 20s all over the street?" Ye Wuyou was numb.

He used to think that his talent was the best in Long Country.

He has always been proud of himself as a martial artist who has reached the half-step realm before he turned thirty.

Unexpectedly, I saw an existence like him casually.

He even looked a few years younger than Ye Wuyou.

A Lang still ignored him.

Ye Wuyou still wanted to say something to A Lang, but at this moment, Lin Dong walked out.

"Brother, this man is so annoying. Can I hit him?"

At this time, Ah Lang said to Lin Dong.

Lin Dong looked at Ye Wuyou with some doubts, how annoying this Ye Wuyou was, even with a character like Ah Lang, he couldn't help but want to hit him.

"You want to hit me? Hey, brat, do you think you can beat me? Come, come, I will be afraid of you!" Ye Wuyou immediately rolled up his sleeves, and was about to fight A Lang.

Naturally, Ah Lang wasn't used to him, so he wanted to make a move.

But at this moment, Lin Dong said, "What are you doing?"

He called out to stop the two of them.

A Lang listened to Lin Dong very much, since Lin Dong stopped him, he couldn't make another move.

As for Ye Wuyou, he found a terrifying oppressive force acting on him suddenly.Under the pressure, he couldn't move.

"Ye Wuyou, if you came here to fight Ah Lang, then I don't welcome you." Lin Dong warned.

Ye Wuyou hurriedly said: "So his name is A Lang!"

"Dragon Lord, I am joking with him."

"Hee hee, Dragon Lord, I'll make up for him, okay?"

Lin Dong is also a little helpless towards Ye Wuyou

And Ye Wuyou turned his head, giggling, put his hand on A Lang's shoulder, looked very affectionately and said:

"Lang, make friends. Do you smoke?"

A Lang was speechless, turned his head and ignored him.

"Hey, Wolf, how can a man not smoke, let's have one..."

A Lang was helpless, and looked to Lin Dong for help.

Lin Dong also sighed, this Ye Wuyou's character is simply two extremes with Ah Lang.

A Lang doesn't say a word all day, like a stuffed oil bottle.

This Ye Wuyou talked like a sparrow without stopping.

Lin Dong simply didn't bother to talk to them, but said:

"I'm going to the Magic Capital Hotel, you guys should follow along."

After speaking, he should go to the distance first.

As for A Lang, he immediately followed.

Ye Wuyou said, while smoking a cigarette, he also shrugged and followed.

Lin Dong went to the Shanghai Magic Hotel this time because another person came to sell him natural materials and earthly treasures.

This time, it was a 400-year-old ginseng.

The other party traded it for a Bu Yuan Pill.

Lin Dong took Ye Wuyou and A Lang to the Modu Hotel.

After arriving at the Modu Hotel, Lin Dong waited for the trader to come here.

After waiting for about a quarter of an hour, the other party came.

But he didn't come alone, but came with a team of people.

"Haha, you are Master Lin?"

Among the group of people, the leader was about sixty years old, wearing a Tai Chi uniform. When he arrived, he asked Lin Dong.

Lin Dong nodded: "Who are you?"

"I am Ma Wenguo, the vice president of the Martial Arts Association in the capital city. I came here today to let you know that I bought the 400-year-old ginseng you wanted to buy earlier!" Ma Wenguo said arrogantly.

Lin Dong frowned slightly and looked towards the trader.

The trader said ashamedly: "Master Lin, I'm sorry, the other party's bid is higher. Not only did I get a Bu Yuan Pill, but he also promised me that I would take up a position in the Martial Arts Association of Modu."

"So... sorry."

Lin Dong's complexion sank.

Ma Wenguo was even more provocative: "Master Lin, the Buyuan Pill was bought from you by our Martial Arts Association. Haha, now, I use it to snatch your 400-year-old ginseng, you can't imagine it."

"Aren't you very angry, but after you heard that Liu Shengyi Dao Teng was coming to find you in the devil's capital, you are a cowardly turtle who dare not even say a word, I'm afraid you will not dare to speak this time!"

"I am the vice president of the Modu Martial Arts Association. Do you dare to offend the Modu Martial Arts Association to move me at such a crucial point?"

Ma Wenguo continued to provoke.

And seeing him provocative like this, everyone thought he was crazy.

"Isn't Ma Wenguo afraid of death?"

"If he provokes Master Lin like this, according to Master Lin's previous temper, he might just slap him to death."

"..."

Everyone was talking.

But this time, the result was beyond their expectations.

Lin Dong just glanced at Ma Wenguo and didn't speak.

Although he looked a little angry, he held back.

After that, Ma Wenguo provoked again.

Lin Dong simply closed his eyes.

Seeing this, many people present at the 'Linmeng' were extremely disappointed.

"Isn't it? Could it be that Master Lin is really scared out of his wits because of Liu Sheng's one-knife rattan? Are you going to become that shrinking turtle?"

Seeing this scene, Ye Wuyou also shook his head in disappointment.

But Lin Dong himself kept his eyes closed.

He is still raising the sword.

(End of this chapter)

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