I really don't want to be a disaster

Ou Lele corrected dissatisfiedly: "Please call me Ou Lele, I'm not a child!"

After finishing speaking, he stuck out his tongue and scratched the lollipop vigorously as a protest.

"You are Yi Lin?"

The man code-named Doctor, with his eyes shining, clasped Yi Lin's hands tightly, firmly.

"Seeing is better than hearing a hundred times. I have long wanted to see what kind of person you are."

While shaking Yi Lin's hands, the doctor was as enthusiastic as a reunion of biological brothers who had been separated for many years. He looked up and down, his eyes stayed on Yi Lin's face for a long time, and he kept nodding: "Yes! Sure enough! I am not disappointed! This is the real thing. A man who fits that legend."

"legend?"

Irene was slightly startled.

what legend?

Why didn't I know that I still have legends in the special group?

Ou Lele blocked her mouth with a lollipop to prevent herself from laughing out loud.

The man holding the sword stood behind the doctor and Ou Lele, his expression was as cold as before, and his whole body was like a big sword drawn out of its sheath, sharp and unstoppable.

"I'm Hu Sandao, nice to meet you, Yi Lin."

Yi Lin shook off Hu Sandao's hand vigorously.

"Let's not mention this..."

Yi Lin pointed at the man holding the sword: "Can you put the sword away first?"

The man holding the sword didn't expect that when they first met, Yi Lin pointed at him, and the sword.

He shook his head coolly: "No, I'm a swordsman."

"Who told you that a swordsman must hold a sword and walk through the streets?"

"You do not understand."

The swordsman said softly.

"Oh? What do you say?"

"Hands never leave the sword, swords never leave the hand, the human and the sword are one, this is a swordsman."

Erin thought about it.

How did Zhao Yulong get a troublesome guy over?

Is it because the society suffers less severe beatings?

Could it be the young master from a big family?

Yi Lin quickly speculated.

He wanted to keep a low profile.

But with the manner of a man holding a sword, and his attitude of being number one in the world, it is difficult for this group of people to keep a low profile.

Faced with the character of the man holding the sword, Hu Sandao just shrugged and smiled, expressing that he was helpless.

Ou Lele curled her lips, bit the remaining candy with a click, and looked away.

Yi Lin keenly saw a trace of unconcealable disgust in Ou Lele's eyes.

soon.

Yi Lin was well aware of the status of the sword-holding man in the team.

Ten seconds later.

Yi Lin pointed at the sword of the man holding the sword again, shook her head, and sighed: "You are not a real swordsman."

Clang!

The ancient sword in the sword-holding man's arms suddenly bounced, and a ray of sword light poured out. When the ancient sword bounced, everyone's ears were filled with the clear and clear sword sound like a dragon's chant.

"All ears."

The man holding the sword said coldly.

obviously.

This expression is not an expression of all ears.

If there is a disagreement, it seems that they are about to make friends with swords and know men.

Yi Lin already knew how to fool this kind of single-minded martial idiot. After all, she also had contact with Oda Mai in Minghe Junior High School.Although the understanding is not too deep, it does not prevent Yi Lin from summing up the experience of dealing with this kind of martial idiot.

And it looks like this guy is sicker than Mai Oda.

So Yi Lin narrowed her eyes and said with a smile: "I heard that a real swordsman has no sword in his hand but a sword in his heart."

"I heard that when a real swordsman kills an enemy, even with sword intent, he can kill the heart without using a sword."

Shrimp?

The expression of the sword-holding man fluctuated slightly.

Erin continued:

"I heard that in ancient times, there was a real swordsman who used a sharp green steel sword at first, then a soft crape myrtle sword, then a black iron heavy sword, and then an ordinary small wooden sword. Unexpectedly, in the end , this real swordsman also lost the small wooden sword."

There were more intense fluctuations on the stiff and icy face of the man holding the sword.

the ancients?

Why hasn't he heard of such an ancient man?

But it sounds very compelling, doesn't it?

Including the man holding the sword, Hu Sandao and Ou Lele were also attracted by Yi Lin's short story.

"And then? Why did you lose it?"

Yi Lin chuckled: "Because that swordsman has comprehended the highest level, without a sword."

"No sword is better than a sword."

"There is no best sword, only more sword."

"There is no sword, there is a real sword."

Ou Lele was dumbfounded.

The man holding the sword was thoughtful.

Unexpectedly, in the next second, he snorted coldly, shook his palm, and the simple long sword disappeared in his palm.

"Oh?"

Hu Sandao said lightly, he had tirelessly persuaded that mentally abnormal family disciple along the way, but he didn't listen, and almost made Hu Sandao use his ability to perform a minor operation on the other party.

Unexpectedly, Yi Lin's few words made the sword-holding man instantly change his demeanor of being stared at by others.

After the sword-holding man put away his sword, on the surface, except for his pretentious expression, he didn't look much different from a normal person.

After Yi Lin was done fooling around, she was finally able to take the three guys into Litai Central Hospital with peace of mind.

After all, the feeling of being treated as a monkey is not pleasant.

Ou Lele sneaked up and asked in a low voice: "By the way, who is that ancient man you mentioned just now? Have you never heard of it?"

"Uh, there is indeed such a character in a classic novel I read when I was a child. I don't remember the name."

"Ah this?" Ou Lele was dumbfounded again: "But he seems to believe it!"

"Don't mind him. Holding the sword and pretending to be aggressive, everyone can see that he has a problem, so how can I make follow-up plans? By the way, how did Zhao Yulong push such a troublesome guy over here? And why did you come here too? Don't you have to go to class?"

Ou Lele secretly glanced behind her.

I saw the sword-holding man without a sword in his hand, bowing his head in thought.It seems that he is still thinking about some questions like "with a sword, without a sword, without a sword, who has a better sword", and didn't pay attention to this.

Only then did Ou Lele explain: "His name is Zhu Tianzong, do you understand?"

"The Zhu family... of the Tianzi generation?"

Yi Lin's eyelids twitched slightly.

He had heard that the Zhu family's children could tell their status in the family from their names.

"The current head of the Zhu family is powerful. Zhu Tianzong is his third son. A few months ago, he was finally summoned as an apostle with a higher level than me."

"You still need to compare at your level? Are you still at the first level?"

"..., it's not important." To avoid embarrassment, Ou Lele quickly changed the subject: "I don't know why, but ever since that fat man surnamed Li forced himself into the group, he doesn't like the 'Special Group' very much. Even the Zhu family forced someone to come in, saying it was for experience and experience."

"It makes the group more and more like the back garden of the Z5 council. Except for the most mysterious Ying family, the Z5 council has all other families."

Zhu Tianzong?

Oh.

Erin remembered.

Such a No. [-] figure has appeared in the Zhu family.

But die early.

Yi Lin seemed to be vaguely impressed.

Only live in the legend.

Back then... er no, in the future, when Zhu Yun'er betrayed mankind and joined the death knights, Zhu Tianzong, a single-minded fellow, rushed into the tower alone, trying to persuade Zhu Yun'er to turn around, but unexpectedly, he was hacked by Zhu Yun'er, whose strength had skyrocketed Head down.

Of course, these are the trajectories of another "future". Now that Zhu Yun'er is dead, Zhu Tianzong will naturally avoid that tragic future.

Yi Lin and Ou Lele chatted in low voices, followed by Hu Sandao and Zhu Tianzong, and walked into the hospital.

In the hospital yard.

"sorry Sorry sorry!"

As Yi Lin went back and forth, a group of people gathered in the courtyard to watch.

and many more……

that location...

Isn't it the place where the little fat man and Su Xiaosu fell in love?

The corners of Yi Lin's eyes twitched slightly.

He hastened to take a closer look.

It was found that Su Xiaosu was flustered, kept bowing his head and apologizing desperately.

Irene was expressionless.

Li Erpang, with a bruised nose and swollen face, stood aside with an embarrassing expression.

Look carefully.

The bench that Su Xiaosu was originally sitting on was shattered to the ground and turned into stone dregs.

"..."

Yi Lin was helpless.

He called Cao Anbang.

10 minute later.

Cao Anbang allocated part of the police force to easily resolve this civil dispute.

Originally, the staff on duty in the hospital did not believe that Su Xiaosu could smash a stone chair with a single slap.

In the end, I had to use stone chairs whose quality was not good enough to fool me.

On the contrary, the hospital asked someone to apologize to Su Xiaosu, and Su Xiaosu naturally couldn't accept it. In the end, everyone was happy with the result, and Cao Anbang also closed the case according to negotiation and mediation.

This small civil case was completed within 10 minutes from occurrence to settlement, which was perfect.

Outside Sheng Chunrou's ward, Yi Lin complained: "The quality of public facilities is really hard to describe."

"Yeah yeah."

Cao Anbang looked at Su Xiaosu, who was 1.9 meters tall and whose head almost reached the ceiling, and said in his heart.