One person: Longhushan security guard, stopped the Ten Elders until they cried!

"It wasn't me! It was Brother Zhou! He...he went down the mountain with...with a girl to eat!"

Lu Fei was so anxious he was jumping up and down. "Sir, asking Old Master Lu for tickets and extorting money from the Wang family for a hundred more tickets was all Zhou Ge's doing, it has nothing to do with me!"

One...one hundred times!

Zhang Lingyu's expression froze instantly.

"Take me to see the surveillance footage."

"No problem! But Master Zhang... what about these two gentlemen outside?!"

Zhang Lingyu then noticed that there were two more members of the Ten Elders sitting in the car.

He got up, went to the car, and bowed with his hands clasped.

"Greetings, Chairman Feng and Master Lü."

Feng Zhenghao nodded, his smile warm.

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Lingyu walked into the security booth without looking back:

"Since we've accepted Mr. Lu's money, we can't be biased. We should follow Zhou Yan's rules."

"You take the money, and I'll check the security footage."

Lu Fei was struck dumb!

"Um, um... Gentlemen of the Ten Elders..."

Lu Fei swallowed hard, his legs trembling, and he shakily pushed the QR code for receiving payments out the window.

"Longhushan Scenic Area... 260 yuan per person..."

"Small business, no credit..."

Feng Zhenghao paused for half a second, then burst into laughter:

"Okay, okay, no problem. There are still a few guests coming up; I'll pay for them all..."

[Ding~ Alipay account received, 5,000 yuan!]

"The wind is so majestic!"

The Bentley convoy roared into Longhu Mountain.

Lu Fei stood alone, bewildered in the wind.

This doesn't seem... that difficult!

Inside the small security booth, the screen flickered with a dim light.

Zhang Lingyu stared intently at the monitor, her face deathly pale!

"This is impossible..."

The golden light in the surveillance footage was so thick it was almost outrageous! It was absolutely no less intense than that of Senior Brother Rongshan!

And there's that cold, sticky, filthy thunder!

The Thunder Magic lineage has always been passed down only to the Celestial Master!

A thunderbolt exploded in Zhang Lingyu's mind.

He got it.

This Zhou Yan... is the master's secret disciple whom he has been secretly training!

Master must be very disappointed in himself, right?

They become complacent and self-satisfied with even the slightest achievement...

In order to curb his arrogance, he specially sent such a monster down the mountain to teach him a lesson!

Zhang Lingyu, oh Zhang Lingyu...

What? The number one among the younger generation of the Celestial Master's Mansion?

joke!

"No wonder... he dared to hang up on me so abruptly."

Zhang Lingyu muttered to himself, his fists clenched tightly beneath his white robe.

With a resolute expression, he turned around abruptly, creating a gust of wind as he stepped out of the security booth!

"Master Lingyu, where are you going?"

"Go down the mountain."

"Will the real person come back?!"

……

At the foot of Longhu Mountain.

A hole-in-the-wall restaurant with no signboard, its fumes billowing out from the half-open windows.

The restaurant was already packed with seven or eight tables of customers.

Lu Linglong followed behind Zhou Yan, her pink ahoge (antenna-like hair sticking up) swaying excitedly from side to side:

"It smells so good! I've been here so many times, but I've never tried any of the food from the foot of Longhu Mountain before!"

"That girl is so cute, Xiao Zhou, are you dating someone?"

The proprietress, a plump woman in her forties, smiled and handed over the laminated menu.

Zhou Yan comes here almost every day after get off work, rain or shine, for the past six months, so he's become a regular customer.

"Aunt Wang, give me a serving of lotus root blood duck, a serving of stir-fried pork, three-cup chicken, and chopped chili fish head, extra spicy!"

I only have 2,500 yuan a month, and it's rare to encounter such a big spender. It would be a shame not to rip him off.

"Alright~ As expected of Xiao Zhou, you're usually so stingy with money, but when it comes to friends, you're so generous!"

Lu Linglong stuck out her tongue and did not refute.

outside the window.

Zhang Lingyu, arriving late, peeked into the room through the half-open window...

He is Zhou Yan...

As expected of his master's last disciple... otherwise, how would he know a young lady like Lu Linglong?

and many more...

That monk...

He is one of the Four Madmen of Quanxing... Lei Yanpao Gao Ning!

Inside the shop, Lu Linglong rested her chin on her hand, savoring the lively atmosphere she rarely experienced in her daily life.

"Brother Zhou, you're not lying to me, are you? If the food here isn't good, I won't pay!"

Zhou Yan raised an eyebrow and immediately turned around to call out to Aunt Wang:

"I don't want any of the dishes, Aunt Wang, just give me a bowl of rice noodles!"

"Haha...Aunt Wang, he's just joking!"

Lu Linglong's face darkened.

Just kidding, you stingy person!

Neither of them noticed.

In the corner, a seemingly harmless, fat monk was smiling at the two of them.

"What a handsome man and a beautiful woman...hehehe..."

The fat man tapped his fingertips lightly on the table, then turned his gaze to the table of guests behind Zhou Yan.

Having just seen off the acting sect leader, I'm bored sitting here alone.

It's time to have some fun...

"Bang!"

A loud bang suddenly came from the next table. Two diners, one fat and one thin, with bloodshot eyes, started biting each other like wild dogs in heat.

"I said I'd treat! Are you looking down on me?"

"You fucking owe me three thousand yuan and haven't paid it back, what are you acting like, acting all high and mighty!"

The monk tapped his fingertips down again.

The overweight diner, his eyes bloodshot, suddenly overturned the table: "Then don't eat any of it!"

Whoosh!

Aunt Wang, who was passing by carrying dishes, exclaimed in surprise and stumbled!

The plate slipped from his hand in an instant, and he fell straight backward.

Taking advantage of the situation, the skinny man grabbed a bottle and, fueled by the alcohol, smashed it around!

Lu Linglong didn't even have time to exclaim in surprise.

On the other side, Zhou Yan had already disappeared from the spot.

There was no afterimage, no sound of air being cut.

He appeared behind Aunt Wang as if he had teleported, and supported the back of her head with one hand.

He casually reached forward with his other hand.

"Clatter".

He gripped the skinny man's wrist tightly.

"Ouch! That hurts—"

The bottle shattered with a crack, scattering shards of glass all over the ground.

Before the skinny man's scream was even stuck in his throat, Zhou Yan had already grabbed the fat man by the back of his neck.

Like lifting two chicks, he lightly swung his arms outwards!

Bang!Bang!

The shop door was violently smashed open, and two burly men screamed and rolled three times on the ground before accurately crashing into a trash can on the side of the street.

The restaurant fell silent instantly.

You could hear a pin drop!

Zhang Lingyu's pupils widened in shock as she looked out the window.

What a domineering tactic!

Zhou Yan lowered his head.

The cheap security guard uniform trousers were splattered with a large, conspicuous patch of oil and wine stains.

"Little Zhou... thank you so much."

Aunt Wang rubbed her back, still shaken. "The food spilled. I'll ask the old man to cook another batch..."

Zhou Yan didn't respond.

His face gradually darkened.

I walked past the mess on the ground and the overturned chairs.

Zhou Yan walked straight to the corner and plopped down opposite the fat monk.

Lu Linglong sensed something was wrong and followed behind, her body tense.

The fat monk raised his eyelids, his face kind and benevolent:

"Amitabha Buddha, young benefactor, what skillful movements!"

Outside the window, Zhang Lingyu secretly manipulated his Qi.

Lei Yanpao is most adept at manipulating people's emotions... making him extremely difficult to deal with.

No, I have to go in and help!

Zhou Yan unbuttoned one button on his shirt:

"Great monk, do you recognize this security guard uniform I'm wearing?"

The senior monk still smiled and said, "I don't recognize him..."

Zhou Yan: "From Longhu Mountain."

"It's dirty now, so I'll have to buy a new one, which will cost 150 yuan."

His voice was flat, as if he were reading out the toll schedule in the security booth.

"The table and seven plates in this shop are all items that have been passed down from the Republic of China era..."

"A total of 100,000."

You have to pay me back.

The fat monk's smile instantly froze on his face.

An invisible killing intent spread!