The dancing light particles gradually dissipated, revealing the true appearance of the surroundings. But the vision of An Yinhao and the others did not improve much.
The place we arrived at seemed to be a living room. The main color of the decoration was white, and it exuded an unknown light like a mechanical tunnel. The place was clean, but the monotonous colors made the three of them feel like they had snow blindness.
Zhao Yukong noticed this and thoughtfully gave them time without saying anything else.
While adapting to the environment, An Yinhao suddenly smelled a smell of smoke.
Then all three people heard the man's voice:
"I'm sorry, BOSS, why did you start taking my job?"
The moment they heard the sound, An Yinhao and the others turned their heads neatly.
An old man in black clothes, who looked to be in his thirties, was sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed, looking here in astonishment.
The fashion magazine in his hand and the cigarette on his lips looked like they were about to fall off.
Just as Jia Yueru was about to give a kind reminder, the burning cigarette butt fell from the corner of the uncle's mouth... but it did not fall into the magazine as she thought. Instead, the uncle caught the cigarette butt quickly and accurately.
However, the shock on the uncle's face did not dissipate at all, as if this agile movement was just instinct.
Jia Yueru noticed this. An Yinhao and Lin Ranzhe are the same as her.
The uncle put the magazine on the sofa, put out the cigarette butt in the ashtray, and then stood up.
"Even if you want to bring someone with you, you should say hello to me first, otherwise it will be very difficult for me here." The uncle scratched his head with a look of embarrassment, "Look, you are the one who made me pay attention to confidentiality, so you can bring people here as you like. It's you again at the base..."
He was obviously a very senior man, but the uncle acted like a young man who had just entered the workplace and was embarrassed by his boss, deliberately acting funny.
"Ha..." Jia Yueru couldn't help laughing.
The uncle noticed her and his eyes lit up immediately.
"Yeah, and there's a little beauty?" He cleared his throat and pretended to have a magnetic voice, "Where are you from and how old are you?"
Although the uncle has a beard all over his face. But his face is sharp-edged and his features are regular. Obviously, he was also a rare handsome man when he was young. Now...beautiful uncle?
The deliberately put on voice coupled with this face is somewhat attractive.
Feeling that the uncle had no ill intentions, Jia Yueru's answer seemed very playful: "It is very rude to ask a woman her age!"
"Haha, I was negligent." The uncle was not embarrassed and said with a smile, "I'm sorry for my professional habits."
After saying that, the uncle noticed that Lin Ranzhe was looking at him with an unhappy expression.
"Oh, is this your boyfriend? Then I apologize."
The uncle raised his hand and took a few steps back, the smile on his face becoming a little helpless.
In his opinion, it was his rash conversation that angered the boyfriend of the little girl in front of him. This is an unreasonable disaster, and my original intention was not to strike up a conversation!
Jia Yueru raised her eyebrows, glanced at Lin Ranzhe, and said suddenly: "Ah, no, he is just jealous of the handsome guy."
The uncle's appearance can be regarded as a handsome old guy even in the eyes of Jia Yueru, who grew up with An Yinhao and Lin Ranzhe.
"Well, that's good." The uncle touched his chin and felt relieved, "Oh, by the way, thank you for the compliment."
"Need not."
Jia Yueru smiled.
This uncle is quite polite.
I heard him call Master BOSS. Could it be that he is Master's subordinate?
Not knowing what Jia Yueru was thinking, the uncle turned his attention to An Yinhao. Suddenly, his eyes became serious.
An Yinhao was stunned for a moment, not understanding what he was doing.
Didn't he see through his identity as an ancient warrior when he first came up?
Besides, Yueru and Ran Zhe were also ancient warriors, and they didn't see him say anything.
The uncle stared at An Yinhao for a long time, then slowly said: "Okay~"
"???"
An Yinhao felt baffled.
"BOSS." The uncle looked up at Zhao Yukong, "Can I take care of this young man myself?"
An Yinhao frowned.
It sounds and feels like this uncle is probably an instructor?
Didn't the master teach it himself?
The uncle in front of him was familiar with Zhao Yukong and the training that Zhao Yukong had said gave An Yinhao the above idea.
Could this be a training base?
Jia Yueru also had the same idea in her heart.
"Hey, uncle! Are you the instructor here?" Lin Ranzhe suddenly shouted.
The uncle was stunned for a moment, then thought for a moment and said, "Ah, that's right."
Although he felt a little inexplicable about the rejection in his heart, Lin Ranzhe still felt that it would be better to vent.
After getting the uncle's affirmative answer, Lin Ranzhe didn't waste any time and kicked him in the face.
Out of his trust in Zhao Yukong, Lin Ranzhe did not hold anything back. Even if there is no running-up, if this kick is solid, it will definitely knock him out.
Jia Yueru was startled, and just as she was about to stop him, she was stopped by Zhao Yukong.
Facing Lin Ranzhe's sudden kick, the uncle acted as if he didn't react. Just when the shoe was about to touch his face, Lin Ranzhe couldn't help but twist and retract his feet, but he saw the uncle take a step back, halt his horse, and assume a strange defensive posture.
Lin Ranzhe's kick was like kicking on a wall of air, and his whole body stopped in mid-air. He exerted force on his feet again and fell to the ground with a backward flip.
The uncle seemed to have no intention of pursuing him.
Seeing this scene, Jia Yueru glanced at Zhao Yukong who was smiling lightly. He was confused, but he also put down his hand.
An Yinhao squinted his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.
"Hey, do young people nowadays like to kick people in the face?" The uncle said in a helpless tone, "I almost got kicked in the face on the last set! If you disrespect your elders so much, I don't mind teaching you a lesson!"
Seeing the uncle's defensive posture and hearing the tone of his words, Lin Ranzhe couldn't help but complain: "Royal guard? If you are thinking about cosplaying Uncle Ding, you should let me kick you in the ass!"
The uncle raised his brows and curved the corners of his mouth: "If you want to COS Nero, why don't you dye your hair white?"
Lin Ranzhe also raised his eyebrows. The rejection in his heart was lessened, and he felt more like meeting someone of the same kind.
"I do think so." Lin Ranzhe raised his right hand, "It's a pity that it still lacks a magic hand. Isn't that still unprofessional?"
Jia Yueru looked at them speechlessly.
She wanted to retract her preamble.
The reason why Lin Ranzhe is unhappy with his uncle is obviously because he is gay, right? ! !
Both of them are so crooked!
An Yinhao didn't react much.
But judging from the Qi shield the uncle used just now, he is also an ancient warrior.
And it seems that he is the same type as Ran Zhe?
An Yinhao tilted his head unconsciously.
Zhao Yukong's brows twisted, and he found that his apprentice's little movements seemed to have a tendency to be closer to his daughter...
Forget it, the more I think about it, the more angry I get.
"You two practice first, and I will take them to the training room first." Zhao Yukong pressed the shoulders of An Yinhao and Jia Yueru on the left and right, "Mu Xuan, you will bring him with you later." Training room.”
"Ah? Go directly to the training room?!" The uncle was shocked, "BOSS, are you serious..."
"They are my apprentices." Zhao Yukong turned back and left with An Yinhao and Jia Yueru who glanced here.
Lin Ranzhe watched the uncle named Mu Xuan look at the direction Zhao Yukong left for a long time, and when he turned around again, his face was full of seriousness.
"I want to say something in advance..." The uncle's eyes were serious, "If you don't use your full strength, you will suffer a lot."
"Hmph." Lin Ranzhe put on his posture, "I can't ask for it!"
