Game Tycoon Reborn

The first thousand and 160 chapters six Linguists

Early the next morning, Feng Zhongliu arrived outside Lord Wuhao's small courtyard as promised.

He stood alone at the door and didn't go in. He just wanted to see who would send those special talents for the war between the planes.

Feng Zhongliu believed in his own eyesight, as long as he was a person in the city of Tianzun, it was absolutely impossible for him not to fail to see the identity of the other party.

Not long after, a group of carriages came to the gate of the small courtyard. There were six carriages in total. The carriages looked a bit dilapidated. There were no badges or imprints of any wealthy family on them, and there were no details that could represent their identities.

Feng Zhongliu could tell at a glance that these carriages were just the most common cargo carriages rented from the Shencheng Bazaar, and they did not belong to any rich family.

The door opened, and soon people jumped out of the carriage one after another.

A total of fifteen people gathered at the door, tall and short, fat and thin, old and weak, sick and disabled, everything you need, they were dumbfounded by Feng Zhongliu on the spot.

His first thought was that Lord Wuhao must have been fooled by someone!These people don't look like they can fight at first glance, can they win a plane with this team?

There are a total of nine level 42 veterans over there, at least they can be regarded as a combat power. Apart from being too old, they should still have combat power.

But the six here seem too exaggerated!

The leader is a tall and strong man, who looks quite handsome, but he is only a [-]th-level fighter, and he does not have the slightest iron-blooded and sturdy aura of the warriors of the gods. He has a big head and a pair of small eyes. Turning straight, smelling of copper all over his body, he looked like a businessman, and he was the smartest kind.

Beside this burly man, followed closely was a white and clean young man, with delicate features and eyes, he looked very young, only eighteen or nineteen years old at most, he was so thin-skinned and tender-skinned!If it weren't for the fine velvet on the lips, it would be easy to be regarded as a guy who disguised himself as a man.

If one big and one small looked quite normal, then the four people who followed them could only be described as crooked melons and cracked dates.

A short old man with wicked eyebrows and mouse eyes, at such a great age, but with only level 35 combat power, dressed in tatters, he is not a serious person at first glance, and has an unusually wretched demeanor, if he is a thief, It is estimated that most people will believe it.

There is also the fat man in the back, who looks a bit strong, but his combat power does not seem to exceed level 36. He has a fat head and big ears, and his whole body is very greasy. He also has an exaggerated butcher's knife on his waist. This is a real butcher's knife, the kind that is often seen on butchers' chopping boards in the vegetable market, and has no quality at all.

Or simply put, this guy should be a butcher at all!

As for the last two who showed up, the two hooked up shoulder to shoulder all the way, very affectionate.

But the problem is, one is just dressed as a beggar, with ragged clothes, as if wearing a whole set of rags, not only brings wind, but also bares when walking, revealing two black thighs from time to time, which makes people look hot Eye.

As for the other guy, he was really bold in terms of clothing, and he was out of place.

Because he was wearing a priest's robe, but the badge on the collar was removed, and the grade of this priest's robe could not be seen, and this robe was too old, many places were washed white, Also frayed.

It was such a group of people, swaggering, talking and laughing, stepped up the steps, ready to enter the small courtyard of Master Wuhao.

Feng Zhongliu has never seen so many low-level people. With his status and status, he almost never interacts with these small people in the market, traffickers and pawns.

However, at this time, of course he couldn't just let these people break into Lord Wuhao's courtyard.

Therefore, Feng Zhongliu rushed forward and took the initiative to stop in front of the gate.

"What are you doing? This is Master Wuhao's other courtyard, no one else is allowed to enter!" Feng Zhongliu shouted in a loud voice in a hurry.

When he yelled, there was three points of power in his voice, and when the power of the light pattern exploded, it directly turned into a sound wave and rolled away.

Immediately before, the people in front of the gate of Master Wuhao's house were turned on their backs, and a large area fell to the ground.

The leading burly businessman ran away with his head in his arms, dragged the handsome boy, and jumped to the side with one stride.

Those who followed the two were unlucky, the butcher was the first to bear the brunt, he was drunk by Feng Zhongliu, the fat all over his body trembled, his face was ashen, and the fat on his face rippled like ripples Go, the scene is spectacular.

"What are you doing? We were invited by Master Wuhao!" the brawny businessman blocked the handsome young man behind him, and shouted confidently.

Feng Zhongliu frowned, but didn't yell anymore, but sighed secretly in his heart, it seems that Master Wuhao was really fooled!Who are these people?I can't even bear my own roar, and expect these people to go to the new plane?Just kidding!

"Who are you? Dare to come to the master's mansion to bluff and deceive, do you really think that I, Feng Zhongliu, have nothing to do with food?" Feng Zhongliu said sharply.

He declared himself his family, just to use his name to scare away these demons and goblins!

The Three Black Blood Heroes are very well-known in the city of Tianzun God, from high-ranking officials to nobles, down to traffickers and pawns, there is no one they don't know.

Unexpectedly, the strong businessman was not in awe, but instead said angrily: "Three Heroes of Black Blood? What a big deal? This is the Master's Mansion. How can you treat Master Wuhao's guests so rudely?"

Feng Zhongliu's eyes revealed a murderous look, and he clenched his fists tightly.

He has stayed in Tianzun God City for so many years, and this is the first time he has seen someone dare to be so disrespectful to him!Could it be that after the three heroes of the black blood followed Master Wuhao, their reputation was not easy to use?

Seeing that Feng Zhongliu's killing intent was revealed, the nine level 42 veterans behind the strong businessman drew their swords at the same time and stepped forward in unison, bursting out with fighting intent, showing no sign of weakness.

The average age of these veteran fighters is over 60 years old, more than a round older than Feng Zhongliu, if he fights alone, no one is his opponent.

However, when these nine veterans of hundreds of battles all drew their swords in their hands, an indescribable aura of iron and blood erupted from them, making anyone who stood in their way invincible. The young master couldn't help but feel a little moved.

Although Feng Zhongliu may not be really afraid of these nine level 42 veterans, the opponent has indeed shown enough combat strength to make him worthy of attention.

Just as the two sides were confronting each other, the courtyard door was suddenly opened from the inside.

The one who came out was Priest Huang Shaotian. She calmly glanced at the scene outside the courtyard, and said calmly, "Master Wuhao said, let them come in!"

As soon as he heard this, the face of the strong businessman immediately became arrogant, and he blew his mouth at Feng Zhongliu with a provocative look.

Feng Zhongliu let out a cold snort, and calmly stepped aside to open the blocked courtyard door.

Let these people go in first, and in front of Lord Wuhao, it won't be too late for me to break through their tricks!Feng Zhongliu thought to himself.

A group of people walked into the small courtyard, and immediately filled the small courtyard to the brim.

Lu Menglin was sitting in the living room, looking at the people who came in, she didn't show any special expressions.

Although he didn't see what happened outside just now, based on his perception of the breath, he guessed it all right.

Knowing that Feng Zhongliu blocked this group of people outside, he obviously didn't like them.

However, when I put it in, I found that even Lu Menglin was a little surprised.

Tall and short, fat and thin, old and weak, sick and disabled, almost all of them are here!

"Gao Dajin, are these the people you are looking for?" Lu Menglin asked the strong businessman headed by him.

That person was Gao Dajin from the Grassroots Gang. He laughed dryly and nodded.

"Master Wuhao, let me introduce you one by one! First of all, the one standing next to me is Mi Xiaochong, a linguist. He is proficient in six languages ​​and has a profound knowledge of ancient characters. Knowledge is the most suitable and one of the most important candidates.”

The first person Gao Dajin introduced was the Wenxiu youth standing beside him. This young man was younger than Master Wuhao, but he was already a linguistic scholar. It is hard not to be surprised by this title.

You must know that the word scholar, no matter which side of the world you are in, is not easy to get. You must have a certain degree of proficiency in the profession, and you must also have a high degree of self-creativity before you can be called a scholar. name.

However, it seems that it is not so unacceptable that there is such a young master as Master Wuhao in front of him, and now there is an equally young language scholar.

Moreover, there is an essential difference between proficiency in language and magic-making technology. The former has the accumulation of countless predecessors. As long as you are willing to spend a certain amount of time and energy, plus talent, you have a chance to achieve it. The gap between the two is like clouds and mud, which is not the same.