Heaven Awakening Path

Who is that man? Why did you invite us? What's the purpose?

If you're anyone, the first thing you need to think about at this time is definitely these questions first, not the dish in front of you. But Luping didn't. After thanking him, he turned around and walked the clouds. It's embarrassing and embarrassing to have a glass of half-empty iron stuck there, and the wine in your hand, whether you drink it or not.

Fortunately, there were others on the table, who poured a glass of wine, raised their glasses and thanked him, and drank it all.

And then there's nothing else. No one invited him to drink, and no one came to thank him for talking. A glass of wine, a thank you, it's like it's over.

But there isn't. Iron Head sat here, clearly at that table talking about him.

“Who is that man? ”

“I don't know. ”

“Why invite us to dinner? ”

“I don't know. ”

“Shall we ask him? ”

“Let's talk about it after we eat. ”

Then a few people continued to eat and drink, and they didn't look too relieved. Iron Head was sitting alone at the table, so depressed, he found that many people were watching him. Everyone was a fixer, deaf and bright, and the intentions that had just happened had been seen and heard by many, and he was obviously being seen as a joke at this time.

Though those guys might come and ask him after eating, Iron Head couldn't sit down, and he picked up a glass of wine again and walked towards their table. There was a lot less noise around, and a lot of people looked this way. People from Bao Zhi Lin don't mind their own business, but there's always a heart for chatter and gossip.

Few steps later, Iron Head came to Luping's table, and a few people finally did not continue to ignore him and looked up at him together.

“Gentlemen, nagging.” Iron Head said.

“Oh? Do you want to eat?” The party leaned on the note.

“No, I just need to ask you a few questions.” Iron Head said.

“Oh, what is it?” The party leans on the question.

“There are several people who would like to ask a few questions.” Iron Head Road.

“Ask us about people?” The party looked at the crowd with suspicion and was somewhat confused. Kim is confused, too. She had guessed that this man should have been after a bunch of these gods in their hands, but then she asked how many people, and where would that be?

“Yes, there is one, tall, bearded, with a scar on his forehead, long hair, grey clothes, blue pants.” Iron Head describes.

“This…” several shook their heads.

Iron Head didn't think so, then said: "One more, as tall as the previous one, short hair, eyebrows, cheekbones, no need, black coat. ”

“Neither does it…” Several continued to shake their heads.

Iron Head continued, immediately followed by the description of two people, and Road Ping several people remained blind and could only continue to shake their heads. Kim kept staring at Iron Head and found that the smile in his eyes and face remained the same. It made people feel a little chilly after all this time.

He asked these people what they really meant. Sister Kim thought about it. But look at the road level sitting across the street, it's just an answer, but it doesn't seem to go to your heart.

“One more.” Iron Head goes on to say.

“How many are there, and what do these people have to do with us? There are so many people here, why are you asking us exclusively?” Maureen said somewhat impatiently.

Why are you asking us this?

As soon as the problem arose, Kim was suddenly a little sudden. The special thing about them compared to the others is undoubtedly the large number of divine soldiers in their hands. Are these men, whom this man is deliberately asking, the lord of some of the god soldiers at his disposal? This man is buying and asking questions, is he actually asking sins?

With this in mind, the precautions that Kim was already carrying improved a lot. She couldn't help but gauge the surroundings, and some of the guests who ate and drank around were really staring at them, but they all looked lively, unlike ambushes ready to strike.

Iron Head listened to Maureen's questioning, but his smile grew stronger and he continued to insist: “One more. ”

“You said you said.” Maureen's face was helpless, but his eyes also glanced around.

“One more, not tall, bald, long eyebrows, goatee, green.” Iron Head Road.

“Green?” He shook his head all of a sudden, talking.

“Yes, green.” Iron nodded and stared at Road Flat.

“Green, bald, I seem to remember this.” Lu Pingwang said to several others.

“Cough…” leaned in a slight cough, apparently they also remembered such a person. Then it's easy to guess what this person is coming for.

“Oh?” Iron Head looked surprised, seemed not ready to hear such an answer, and it took him a while to silence: “Where is he?” By the time he said that, he had put away a lot of smiles on his face.

“He came to rob us in the Bao Forest, and I killed him.” Luping said that the tone was the same as when he thanked Iron Head earlier - calm and uncomfortable.

Iron Head's face cooled down completely, and he said softly: "Fine, he can at least make you remember. ”

“He looks strange. Is he your friend?” asked Lupin.

Does it look strange? Iron Head was somewhat surprised. He thought Lupin would remember this because of his strength. After all, he was the strongest of several people, but it turned out to be strange? Think of the keywords Lupin mentioned in his previous confirmation: bald head, green clothes, which really isn't a common costume combination. Is it not the other party's realm and powers that can be more concerned with the impression of the repairer that there is no place to stay in his clothes? The result is now to stand out from less common outfits. The previous few even said they don't remember. Is it not a disguise, but really don't remember?

How sad is it to be beaten to death without being able to impress? How small should it be in the eyes of the opponent?

Iron Head was surprised, but saw Luping still staring at him, still waiting for his answer.

“Yes, he's my friend, and he's a good friend.” Iron Head said.

As soon as this is said, Fang leaned on the bet and Maureen almost all have to pay the guy to deal with the left and right, but the left and right are still the same, there is no jumping out of the ambush, and the guests who eat, drink and drink have not turned into killers.

“What a pity.” Lupin is saying, "Your friends should learn more from you. If he likes to invite people to dinner instead of robbing them, he won't die now. ”

Iron Head was stuck, and he realized he didn't know what to say. Sister Kim laughed at the stake. This serious child's words is really hard to figure out.

But then she found out that Lupin was serious, that he was not making fun of his potential enemies, nor was he laughing at his dead opponents. This serious kid thing sounds ridiculous, but is there anything wrong with it?

No, nothing wrong.

People who invite others to eat are certainly more popular than people who rob others.

This simple right and wrong makes people laugh in their cruel world.

Whose problem is this?

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Chapter 1 of 2018, Happy New Year! I hope the new year brings you more good stories.