Chapter 1717: Chapter 1717
After Old Luo blurted out a ’you’, he immediately realized his mistake and hurriedly changed it to the respectful ’you’.
Did I just offend him in some way?
My attitude wasn’t great, but it’s just the kind of indifference when meeting a stranger for the first time. He shouldn’t resort to trouble just because of my attitude, right?
Old Luo was a bit anxious.
When he visited the Origin Forum, he read someone’s exposé saying that the Haijing god of forest was quite young.
Old Luo thought that becoming the Nine Provinces Dragon Wing by the age of thirty was terrifyingly young, so he shaved off five more years.
This is already a talent among geniuses, defying the odds.
So looking at Lin Baici, who seemed fresh like he hadn’t even graduated high school for a year, he simply couldn’t imagine he was the Haijing god of forest!
No wonder some people said he was the second Xia Hongmian!
In Old Luo’s view, maybe some would say he’s the first Lin Baici.
Seeing Old Luo instantly get cold feet, Li Yintong chuckled.
Even my Brother Bai Ci is someone you dare to joke about?
Smack the crap out of that trashy mouth of yours!
Zhong Shuman didn’t look down on Old Luo, if it were her, she’d get scared even faster, might even kneel in front of anyone and play a tune.
In the world of God Hunter, although there are some unspoken rules, ultimately strength reigns supreme.
The cleaners and waitresses haven’t interacted with Lin Baici, but they’ve seen the boss lady enthusiastically entertain Lin Baici, later they inquired and found out he was Lin Longyi.
Thus, upon hearing Zhong Shuman reveal Lin Baici’s identity, they weren’t shocked at all.
Their only thought now was,
As long as they are careful and follow Lin Baici, they should be able to walk out of this rule pollution alive.
"What’s your real name?"
The young man wearing a Real Madrid jersey scratched his head, curiously sizing up Lin Baici.
"Hey, didn’t your mom ever teach you what manners are?"
"You look like a dog!"
The Real Madrid youth’s words were full of sarcasm, but his face remained calm, as if stating a fact.
"Go on, just try to say it again!"
Old Luo rolled up his sleeves, ready to brawl!
He wanted to vent all the grievances taken from Lin Baici on this young man.
I refuse to believe, are you also some big shot?
"Sorry, my name is Huang Cheng, how about you?"
The Real Madrid youth changed his approach.
Lin Baici didn’t hide.
Huang Cheng nodded and then said nothing more, falling into silence once again.
The young man with the Qi Fentou haircut, the girl in leather pants, the blond, and the girl with the lip ring all looked at Lin Baici with a bewildered and shocked expression.
Especially the blond one, who looked completely dumbfounded.
Such little shrimps that dare not enter God’s ruins and want to get some meteorite to enhance their bodies, can only resort to petty theft.
Let alone big shots like Lin Baici at Dragon Level, even at Wolf King Level, they’d wag their tails submissively.
Now, the blond has provoked the Haijing god of forest...
The girl with the lip ring pushed away the blond holding her, traced her little tongue along the lip ring at the corner of her mouth, wanting to apologize to Lin Baici, but feeling dazed, couldn’t come up with any words.
The Qi Fentou guy and the girl in leather pants looked at the blond and the message was clear, buddy, hurry up and apologize!
If it’s any later, you might not even have the chance to do it.
The blond swallowed hard, feeling his mouth dry like a river fish hooked ashore, gasping several times before squeezing out a sentence: "God Lin, I was wrong!"
The blond decisively knelt down.
At this moment, he couldn’t care less whether he was humiliated or not, first he must live, then consider other things.
The blond’s action startled the female anchor and photographer.
Even if they were naive, they knew Lin Baici was a big shot.
But he looked so young!
Lin Baici looked at the blond: "Weren’t you just saying you’d go one-on-one because I’m relying on numbers? I’ll give you the chance!"
"God Lin, don’t joke!"
The blond wore a face like his mother just died: "Even if I were a War God returning after ten years, I can’t beat you!"
The three—Qi Fentou, leather pants girl—used to be as united as a pack, fought together, drank together,
Each one bowed their heads, like a quail hit by frost!
Definitely don’t dare help!
Wouldn’t dare voice half a punctuation mark in plea!
What if God Lin decides to deal with them too?
"Since you’ve apologized, I’m not fond of slaughtering the innocent either!"
Lin Baici chuckled: "Here’s the deal, didn’t you just spit at me? Go lick the spit off the ground and this issue is settled!"
The cameraman thought this Lin Baici was too humiliating.
How did that saying go?
A man can be killed but not humiliated,
If it were him, he’d definitely fight him!
Even if he can’t win, he must fight.
The female anchor watched with shining eyes, this handsome guy is so dominant!
Her romance-hungry mindset was about to flourish.
To Ma Xiaoyun, there was no right or wrong, only strength and weakness.
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The photographer thought the blond would spring to fight, but upon hearing Lin Baici’s words, like a death row inmate hearing the Emperor’s decree of amnesty, he didn’t hesitate, directly diving toward the puddle of spit he made earlier, lying on the ground and started licking furiously.