The old man in the door pressed his cervical spine with his hand, and the monk Du Cai did not kick it off. He was extremely kind, but he could not get treatment for a moment and could only endure the pain of ten thousand needles.

Seeing their hair colorful, their tone emphasized their twists and turns, they looked even more strange in shape, and they felt disgusted and couldn't help but scold them.

In front of Du Cai, there are few immortals in the world who can speak loudly, let alone these beasts in the human world.

His scolding sound was bizarre, and Du Cai heard it was quite useful.

An animal is an animal, without ability or politeness, and will only get entangled in trivial matters.

But I didn't know that an ordinary insult was not answered.

Huangmao shook the blood stained on her fist, tilted the corner of her mouth, stood up, and put the motorcycle helmet in front of the motorcycle handle.

The other three young boys also got off the car.

The girl with slender arms like a branch, her two slowly retreated.

The girl with long pink hair whispered "Dad" and "Dad", but the taxi master had fainted, and the blood in her nose was still flowing out until it flowed through her neck and made her collar dizzy.

She glanced at Huangmao, gave up the idea of ​​wiping the master, held his shoulders with both hands, and pulled him behind the motorcycle at the farthest end.

Huangmao and the other three gradually gathered together.

"Who do you say is the beast?"

The yellow-haired said viciously.

The old man at the door didn't say anything, he moved his fingers, clicked one by one, then raised his wrist and continued to light their women.

The pink-haired girl saw his fingers, but turned around and stopped her in front of the yellow-haired man and said:

"Forget it, forget it, don't cause trouble. You want to use that, right? Don't, Mr. Zhao said..."

The yellow-haired pulls her with his left hand and shouts:

"You get out of here."

"Old man, do you want to die, do you? A handful of bones are burned into ashes, and you don't have two taels of pounds. What do you mean by eating manure in your mouth?"

The old man gathered spiritual energy in his hands. If it were not a taboo in the human world, people like Huangmao could destroy hundreds and thousands without even raising their fingers.

When you are in the human world, you must obey the rules of the human world. If you cannot use magic, the scope of real legal jurisdiction and adjustment is wider.

What's more, the physique of an immortal cultivator will be improved by the improvement of the state of an immortal cultivator. Even if he looks weak, the old man's body cannot be damaged by his yellow-haired fist.

The only thing to note is that you cannot subconsciously use spiritual energy to cause thunder.

Don't mess with law enforcement officers.

What is strange about the human world is that whoever takes action first may be the basis for the sentence, but if the person being beaten fights back, the nature of the case will instantly change from intentional injury to a lighter fight.

Cultivators can also eat in prison.

And being locked under the same roof with the beasts is a lifelong shame.

Every year, because of a dispute with animals, I have no choice but to kill people, so I have to teleport back to the fairy world in shame. There are many people here.

The old man would not retreat. For the sake of his benefactor Du Cai, he tightly pointed his fingers and followed him forward and said:

"Get out."

The yellow-haired mouth pouted like a red-finned thorn, and it flew around its wrist, and suddenly punched it, with a very fast speed.

The old man buried his head and barely avoided it. He was surprised: The speed was wrong. He was a cultivator. How could he be?

Du Cai grabbed the top of his head, and his cold eyes swept across the four young men.

"Are you immortal cultivators?"

Huangmao looked at the old man in surprise, shocked that a thin and dying old guy could actually avoid his fist. When he heard the three words "Cultivator", he immediately realized that the two people in front of him were also cultivators.

"You are also worthy of being an immortal cultivator? You are ugly and old. You should know that immortal cultivators rely on their physical fitness and age. If you are about to fall into the soil, don't show off your strength. Apologizing early is better than anything else."

Du Cai stopped the old man who was about to call the spiritual platform square barrier.

These young people are obviously not cultivators, and their ideas are all wrong. Why does this misunderstanding occur? Huangmao's punching speed is indeed very consistent with the physical fitness of those who cultivate immortals.

He posed for a businessman and asked with a smile:

"It turns out that they are the cultivators who are misunderstood and misunderstood. Which sect do you belong to?"

The young boys laughed.

"Haha, what kind of fucking school do you think you are filming TV series? Do immortal cultivators still have to find a mountain to meditate and absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth?"

"Hahaha."

"We are from Mr. Zhao's sect. Just be afraid. Get away."

The old man had murderous intention, but Du Cai shook his finger and he wanted to slaughter these people himself.

It is also a routine. The boss always has to do something interesting.

"Yes, yes, yes, let's get out of here, but before leaving, can you ask, seniors of great immortals, if there is any way to learn magic, I want to learn it too."

"You are the only one?"

"I know I am not good-looking, middle-aged, and have insufficient qualifications, but I am really itchy when I first started."

Huangmao showed a proud look. Not everyone is qualified to practice immortality. The four of them are all superior.

"Get out, you don't deserve it."

"I am willing to give all the seniors of great immortals, each with two million yuan in cash, in exchange for helping us introduce the introduction. Is it okay?"

The three little girls' eyes were straightened.

"How many?"

"Two million."

Du Cai put his phone flat and exposed the balance inside, which was exactly nine million yuan.

The four young boys looked at each other and laughed louder. The yellow-haired laughed so hard that tears fell. While wiping the corners of their eyes, they said:

"Two million, are you sending beggars?"

He patted the rearview mirror of the motorcycle and spoke sarcastic:

"Do you know how much this car has to add a license? If you have two million, you can only buy an engine. Or is it the old saying, take your money and get out of here."

Du Cai asked:

"I'm not respectful, I've always been a rich family."

Yellow-haired strabismus.

Another said:

"You can also say the children of a rich family? There are millions of beggars who are still embarrassed to show off. I advise you to be low-key. When you see us, when you see the motorcycle sign, you cover your ears and walk around. Do you understand?

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Although his words were sarcastic, his tone was very sincere. You could tell at first that he was used to being willful in his daily life.

"Can't you cultivate immortals without money?"

"You can cultivate immortality because you are lucky, but it is a world of difference from us. Do you understand, a stinky beggar."

Du Cai was happy. It turned out that the boss of the antique market in a city was actually a stinky beggar in the eyes of others.

Seeing him smiling, Huangmao shouted:

"Laughing at your mother, two beasts, will you go?"

The old man was stunned and realized that this beast was not that beast.

The vocabulary used by cultivators to describe ordinary people is to learn the rhetoric of the superiors in the city.

The families of the four superiors said to themselves that they were very consistent with their identities.

But at the same time, he still didn't understand Du Cai's purpose. Even if they had a problem with their brains, why did they waste time and get entangled with them?

What Du Cai thought about was a completely different matter.

Ordinary beasts cannot obtain the ability to cultivate immortals for no reason.

For a long time, it is impossible, how could it be done suddenly?

And the form of expression is so strange that knowledge is not systematic and not correct.
Chapter completed!