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Chapter 4: Genius Painter 4

The other party really came to make friends or find faults. How could Lu Shijin not know?

He sneered, "I'm sorry, not any cat and dog can be my friend."

The inch man choked for a moment. Unexpectedly, this young master's temper was so twisted that he didn't give face at all.

So many eyes stared here. If they watch it, he will not have the nerve to fool around here in the future.

"You don't want to give me face, do you?"

As soon as the inch man patted the table and stood up, greeted the brothers next to him. Their group of people belonged to the ground snakes in this area. They made a lot of trouble. No one else dared to come up to help Lu Shi solve the siege.

The inch man picked up a whole bottle of foreign wine and put it in front of Lu Shijin. He sneered and said, "Don't you like drinking alone? Come on, here is a bottle for you to drink. If you can't finish it. Don't come out of this bar today!"

Lu Shijin still sat steadily like a mountain, and even took a sip of wine.

"Convenience store, I remember you seem to have Master Wing Chun experience card. Is it enough to put these three down?"

711: "They are just unarmed ordinary people. Isn't it a little cruel to do this?"

Lu Shijin: "Do you have a better way to get them out of here?"

711: "Why don't I call the police for you?"

Lu Shijin: "When the police come here, the cauliflower will be cold."

"Aren't you awesome just now? Why don't you talk now? Keep mad with me!" The inch man thought he had deterred Lu Shijin and said proudly, "Toast, don't eat fine wine. Let me tell you, you have to drink this wine today, and if you don't drink it!"

Lu Shijin sneered, put down the cup in his hand and stood up and just came up to teach these hooligans. He accidentally glanced at the man sitting and drinking two seats away from him and couldn't help but be stunned.

"Do you think that man is a little familiar?" Lu Shi asked 711 in his mind.

711 said calmly, "No."

Lu Shijin: "Well, it's not good for children to lie."

711 Keep silent and pretend to be dead.

Lu Shijin: "Do you think I can't guess if you don't say it? Just looking at the side face, it's like that bastard Huo Qi. If he have nothing to do with him, I'll give you my head."

711: "...What do I want your head for?"

Lu Shijin smiled, "So you admit that he have something to do with him? Who is he?"

711 was silent for a while and said hard, "Yes... Huo Lian."

Huo Lian, the only villain in the play, Huo Qi's uncle.

Huo Qi's grandfather, Mr. Huo, has two sons. The eldest son, Huo Yannai, was born to the original match, Huo Qi's biological father, and the other son was Huo Lian.

Huo Lian is actually the product of Mr. Huo's temporary confusion with an 18th-line star overnight romance.

The little star's bead fetus secretly knotted. For the glory and wealth of the second half of his life, he secretly gave birth to Huo Lian without telling the Huo family.

At that time, Mr. Huo was nearly 50 years old. He was a son of Laolai. Naturally, he was reluctant to let his bones and blood flow out.

After sending away the little star with a sum of money, Mr. Huo took Huo Lian back to the Huo family to recognize his ancestors.

When Huo Lian returned to the Huo family, he was just a baby infancy, and Huo Yan had passed his years.

Even if Mr. Huo is protected, no one in the Huo family will pay attention to an illegitimate child.

Huo Lian grew up in cold-eyed words and lacked maternal love. When he grew up, he developed a paranoid and gloomy personality. Except for Mr. Huo, almost no one in the Huo family was willing to take care of this Huo Ershao.

The more people suppressed, the easier it is to go to extremes. Huo Lian is unwilling to live such a life of worshipping people forever in the future, and moved the idea of competing with Huo Yan and Huo Qi for the family property.

However, how could Huo Lian fight Huo Qi who has the aura of protagonist? In the end, Huo Lian's conspiracy was exposed by Huo Qi. Mr. Huo was furious about what his youngest son had done and swept Huo Lian out of the house.

As the saying goes, it's not that enemies don't get together.

Lu Shijin grinded his teeth: "So I died at the hands of this man."

711: "... They are also expensive."

Lu Shijin: "Do you think if I kill him first, will I not have to die in the end?"

711: "Calm down, it's murder!"

Lu Shijin was a little sorry, "Yes, it's not worth losing a life. It's better to do it in another way."

711 panicked: "...What do you want to do?"

Lu Shijin: "In the past, he didn't have a choice, but now it's different, because he met me."

711: "..."

"I'm talking to you. Do you hear me?" Seeing that Lu Shijin had been silent, the inch man pushed Lu Shijin impatiently.

The inch man obviously didn't work much, but Lu Shijin took advantage of it back several steps and sat "justly" on Huo Lian's leg behind him.

Huo Lian instinctively stopped Lu Shijin. When he reacted, he lowered his head unhappily.

Lu Shijin also looked up at Huo Lian. His wet eyes were full of helplessness, like a sheep that accidentally broke into the wolves and panicked for help.

Anyone who sees it will have pity and want to help him.

But the man in front of me was cold in his eyes. He only looked at Lu Shijin and looked away.

The tight mandibular line and tight thin lips were all revealed, and he disliked the reckless ghost who suddenly hit him.

However, mind reading is only a few minutes away from the expiration date.

Lu Shijin read a heart in Huo Lian's eyes that was inconsistent with his indifference.

[The waist is so soft.]

[The buttocks are very elastic.]

[Hiss, I touched it and almost reacted.]

Lu Shijin: ...

Is there something wrong with the mind reading?

Lu Shijin maintained the posture of sitting on his thigh with Huo Lian's waist and had not stood up for a long time.

[He is definitely seducing me.]

Huo Lian's eyes were cold when he figured out what was going on. As soon as he opened his mouth, his voice was soaked in his bones.

"Get out of here."

The author has something to say: Don't guess the thoughts of Lao Gong.