Don't say I'm invincible

Chapter 78: God Stick?

"He is the 'Wucheng Star' I told you earlier." Hua Yaoyao said tremblingly, "A student from No. [-] Middle School in Wucheng, who missed the [-] Chinese college entrance examination and passed the martial arts. I don't know how he became you again. The Yaoshen that my father said..."

Shao Zongbao frowned, pondered for a long time, took a deep look at Ling Yao, and silently took out his phone.

"Yaoshen!"

Different from his son's reaction, Shao Langfeng bowed to Ling Yao sincerely.

Ling Yao persuaded: "Call me Ling Yao or Mr.?"

Brother Shao smiled and agreed, "Okay, Yaoshen."

Ling Yao's head was full of black lines.

Shao Langfeng waved his hand, and someone brought out a huge photo and placed it in the center of the venue.

Immediately afterwards, someone placed flowers in front of the photo.

Of course, the photos are in color, and the flowers are also peonies that symbolize wealth.

In the photo, it was none other than Ling Yao.

He was smiling, sunny and bright, but against the background of the surrounding environment, it seemed to be saying goodbye to the world.

Ling Yao said with a dark face: "What are you doing?"

Shao Langfeng explained: "Sir, someone proposed to show our respect and admiration for you in this way."

Ling Yao asked, "Who suggested it?"

Brother Cheng showed an expression of asking for credit, and shouted: "I! It's me, sir!"

Ling Yao nodded and said with a smile, "Okay, I will remember you."

"Thank you sir." Brother Cheng felt honored.

Ling Yao: "..."

Did he get it wrong?

Shao Langfeng said with a smile: "You are our faith, we will follow your teachings and escort your reincarnation."

"Enough!" Shao Zongbao suddenly shouted angrily.

Everyone was stunned and looked at it one after another.

Shao Langfeng frowned and said, "Son, why did you talk to Dad?"

Shao Zongbao said coldly: "Father, do you know what you look like now? Like an ignorant believer who believes in ghost things made up by magic sticks!"

"Shut up!" Shao Langfeng's face turned green and pale, and he was very angry.

God stick?

Is it a magic stick that he doesn't know?

The miracle that night was enough to shock the world, and he was honored to see it with his own eyes.

The Messenger is God.

The true God mentioned by the messenger has an unparalleled status in his heart.

Shao Zongbao directly violated his father's majesty, and said in a deep voice: "You have been deceived! You have been deceived by this damned bastard!"

He stared at Ling Yao with serious eyes.

Ling Yao could understand and was not angry.

But the others couldn't sit still.

"Young Master Shao, stop here!"

"Son, don't blaspheme the gods!"

"Those who don't know are innocent, hurry up and apologize..."

Suddenly, a different voice appeared, full of sarcasm.

"A group of people who have lived half their lives are not as sober as a young man in the end. Zong Bao, Uncle Ma supports you!"

Speaking, he was a burly man with a beard.

Immediately afterwards, another person stood up, a young girl.

"Brother Zongbao and I hold the same point of view. Dad, you keep talking about miracles, so let him perform it again. It doesn't make sense to perform it once, so you can't perform it a second time."

"You bastard!" A boss angrily scolded, "You can see miracles if you want? It depends on chance!"

His name was Wang Lie, and it was his daughter, Wang Meiyue, who was reprimanded by him.

"Fucking chance!" Ma Buwei snorted coldly.

"Since Mr. Wang said so, then this Yaoshen must have some ability to convince people? Otherwise, why should we listen to him?"

A man with an extraordinary temperament stood up slowly, holding a goblet, sipping red wine leisurely, his lazy eyes flashed occasionally.

"Han You, what do you want to express?" Shao Langfeng said coldly.

On the one hand, Brother Cheng was comforting Ling Yao, fearing that the true god would be angry.

Ling Yao shook his head, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, "Don't blame them, I feel like a charlatan."

"Hahaha..." Han You laughed loudly, "Your Excellency is very interesting, not only is he not timid at a time like this, he is also willing to make jokes."

Ling Yao smiled and said, "I have no reason to be timid."

"Playing with mystery!" Wang Meiyue disdainfully.

Han You said: "It seems that Mr. Ling has the confidence to suppress us."

Ling Yao nodded.

Brother Cheng whispered in his ear: "This man is known as the 'devil king', his methods are unpredictable, and he is very extraordinary. He came back from abroad not long ago."

Han You smiled charmingly, "Mr. Ling is so confident, I am very happy, maybe I have met a rare opponent, I respect you for this cup!"

After finishing the words, he drank the red wine in the glass in one gulp, stretched out his hand to grab it, and the wine bottle in the distance was suddenly sucked away.

Pour the red wine into the glass and fly towards Ling Yao.

The cup whizzed and whirled, and the surrounding air was like a blade, extremely sharp.

The crowd was horrified.

Ling Yao raised his hand, but took it lightly, without spilling the red wine in the glass.

"I'm a clean freak, so I don't use the cups used by others, so I'll return them to you."

Han You reached out to take it, but the moment the cup was in his hand, the red wine surged out, making a sharp explosion sound, like a hail of bullets, breaking the cup.

Han You's hair stood on end, and he tried his best to dodge, but he still couldn't dodge all of them.

A drop of wine slid across the cheek, sharp as a knife, leaving a scarlet bloodstain.

A drop of wine splits the arm, and blood splatters.

Another drop pierced through the chest and almost touched the internal organs, but the pain was still piercing.

Everyone gasped, horrified.

Han You half-kneeled on the ground, tremblingly said: "I am willing to bow my head, thank you Yaoshen for not killing me!"

With one move, the outcome is decided.

The gap is so large that it is difficult to bridge.

Han You was so convinced.

Ling Yao smiled and said: "Please, courtesy is reciprocal, if you toast me, I should toast you."

Snapped!
He snapped his fingers.

The wine glass on the table in the distance changed. It actually grew arms and legs. He picked up the bottle beside him and poured wine into his body.

After pouring the wine, it climbed off the table and rushed towards Ling Yao with steady steps, without spilling a drop of wine.

Ling Yao stretched out his hand, it jumped up and landed in his palm, then his limbs disappeared and returned to their original shape.

"To you!" Ling Yao raised his glass to Han You, and drank it in one gulp.

The whole place was dead silent.

The crowd was stunned.

Those who questioned Ling Yao, such as Ma Buwei and Wang Meiyue, were even more terrified, obediently stood in the queue of Shao Langfeng and others, and apologized to Ling Yao for their ignorance.

Ling Yao was very generous, and said with a smile: "Don't worry about it."

"Son, what do you say?"

Shao Langfeng looked at Shao Zongbao with a look of satisfaction.

Shao Zongbao frowned, and said in a deep voice: "The world is so big, there are no surprises. Most of the magic he uses is difficult to wait for, and it is specially designed to fool people. My senior brothers and sisters are coming soon. At that time, he will definitely reveal his true colors!"

Beside him, Ling Jun and Hua Yaoyao were already retreating.

Ling Yao is too weird and scary, they really don't want to have any interaction with him anymore.

Just at this time, there were two impressive figures walking slowly towards the venue.

(End of this chapter)