Chapter 705 Ten Youths in the Capital

It is true that the Long Yuan Sword is an antique, but when it comes to handicrafts, there is something like that, the expression on Shen Xing's face is a little strange, he has witnessed this boss kill two realm martial artists in seconds with the antique crafts in his hand.

The black suit glanced at the short sword in Xu Qing's hand, the hilt was extremely rough, and there were many traces of grinding cloth, that is, the scabbard was beautifully made, and at first glance, it was something that was hard to match, no matter what, this thing could not be brought in.

"Sir, according to the regulations, this handicraft cannot be brought in, and we can keep it for you temporarily." The attitude of the black suit is very resolute, no matter what the other party says, this short sword should be a knife in the first place.

Xu Qing had already made up his mind not to leave the Longyuan Sword in the hands of others, and under the vigilant eyes of the two black suits, he pinned the sword back to his waist, then took out a bank card from his wallet and stuffed it into Shenxing's hand, and said in a low voice: "You go in and help me pack the food, hurry up, I'll go back to the car and wait." ”

Shen Xing never imagined that it would be such a result, and the dignified Huaxia Martial Soul Worship would be blocked out like this, and he felt uncomfortable for a while, and said in a low voice: "Boss, why don't we go to another family." ”

Xu Qing smiled and said, "It's okay, you go in and order and pack it as fast as possible, brother wait, by the way, get two bottles of beer." After speaking, he pushed Shenxing into the door, using a little too much force, pushing him backwards.

At this moment, a pair of well-dressed young men and women with outstanding appearance came out of it, and one of their heels touched the tip of the woman's leather shoes.

Shenxing turned around and wanted to apologize, but the expression on his face changed suddenly, and a trace of anger flashed in his eyes: "Tu Meng, how could it be you?" ”

The woman also saw Shenxing's face clearly, the look of surprise on her face flashed, she lowered her head and bit her lip and whispered, "Brother Shen, why are you here?" ”

Shenxing glanced at the young man beside her and said in a deep voice, "Who is he?" Why didn't you contact me when you came to the capital? ”

The man raised his eyebrows, and his two slender peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly: "Are you asking me?" Then I'll tell you personally, I'm a cute man, surnamed Tang, named Zekai. ”

Shenxing stretched out her hand and wanted to grab Tu Meng's hand, but she retracted her hand and took a step back, and the man named Tang Zekai stretched out his arm in time and half-hugged the person in his arms.

Xu Qing, who was standing on the side, found that this woman named Tu Meng retracted her hand and retreated as fast as the wind, grabbed an empty Shenxing palm, and froze in mid-air, and her five fingers scratched twice in vain.

"Mengmeng, who is this soil bun?" Tang Zekai didn't pay attention to Shenxing, and directly pinched the tip of Tu Meng's chin with two fingers and lifted it up, his voice was very soft, but it made people feel a hint of gloomy and compassion.

Tu Meng didn't break free, a trace of panic flashed in his eyes, and he said in a low voice: "He is the eldest brother Shen I mentioned to you before, my father's apprentice." ”

"Oh!" Tang Zekai deliberately showed a sudden expression, and said with a light smile: "This is the fool you said about having a crush on you since childhood!" ”

Tu Meng wanted to nod, but his chin was pinched by his fingers, so he could only whisper: "I don't like him, never, he has always been self-inflicted." ”

Yu Zekai smiled evilly and let go of his fingers: "Yes, it turns out that your choice is right, give you two minutes to make it clear to him,"