"Harris doesn't mean any harm. He's just like that. Don't take it to heart."
Luo Xiaoqian said apologetically.
"I don't mind."
Luo Liang waved his hand with a magnanimous attitude.
He added another sentence: "After all, a great person doesn't remember a petty person's wrongs."
There was a bit of gunpowder in his words.
In the private room, the atmosphere was a bit stagnant.
Luo Liang did it on purpose.
Harris might not deliberately belittle him, but after all, he was publicly humiliating him.
Luo Liang was never a magnanimous person.
"Hey! Buddy! I won't fall for your provocation. "
Harris was unmoved.
Luo Liang had a feeling of kicking a cotton flower.
Harris was either a bitch or he really looked down on martial artists and was afraid of hurting Luo Liang.
Everyone in the private room laughed and changed the topic to retro cars.
Luo Liang unconsciously joined their conversation.
Luo Liang liked this cheerful and relaxed atmosphere.
Everyone had a common hobby and wouldn't deliberately compare or belittle anyone.
At night.
Dozens of people in the club gathered for dinner.
Everyone was very enthusiastic about Luo Liang, a newcomer. Many people toasted him.
Harris took the initiative to toast to Luo Liang.
"Liang, I really didn't mean to belittle you, but I look down on martial artists as a profession."
Luo Liang couldn't wait to slap him.
What's the difference between looking down on martial artists and belittling me in front of me?
"Everyone, let's toast to welcome Luo Liang to the club."
Luo Xiaoqian stood up.
"Yes, welcome Luo Liang."
Everyone stood up and raised their glasses to express goodwill to Luo Liang.
Luo Liang looked at Luo Xiaoqian and was a bit speechless. When did I agree to join your club?
The boss of the strongest organization in the universe wants to join your small club?
Don't you want face?
Luo Xiaoqian winked at him with a trace of mischief.
"Alright, thank you all …"
Luo Liang was about to say something.
An ear-piercing sound of an engine rang above the club.
What was that sound?!
Everyone frowned and looked out of the window.
A white flying car, spewing flames, was shuttling back and forth above the club.
Whoosh!
The strong wind brought about by the flying car blew up a lot of debris in the field, and some vehicles were caught in the crossfire.
What the hell!
Luo Liang couldn't help but curse. His new car had a long scratch on it.
"Bastard, how dare you cause trouble in the club!"
The people from the club walked out and pointed at the flying car, shouting and cursing.
"Who is that person?"
"I think it's Yoo Jun, the second young master of the Liu family."
Weng! Whoosh!
The white flying car landed a few meters above their heads.
"Xiao Qian! Why didn't you invite me to your club's gathering? Are you looking down on me, Yoo Jun? "
The window of the flying car rolled down, revealing a young, ruffian face.
Luo Xiaoqian's face was cold. "Yoo Jun! This is a retro car club. You're not our member. I have no obligation to invite you. "
"Retro car? It's just trash that has been eliminated by the times. "
Yoo Jun said disdainfully.
"Rich people play with flying cars and interstellar yachts. Aren't you afraid of lowering your level by playing with people in this circle? "
"Yoo Jun! You shut up! "
Luo Xiaoqian's pretty face was taut as she scolded him.
"Do you think that all of us here can't afford your lousy flying car? Our retro car club is playing with feelings! "
Luo Liang looked at the flashy flying car and said to himself, "I can't afford it."
In fact.
Many people present looked at Yoo Jun's flying car and couldn't help but feel envious.
A flying car could easily cost a few million.
Many people in the club might be able to afford it, but they might not be able to afford it.
This was just like …
A person with a net worth of a few million would take out all his money to buy a Rolls-Royce? And he would just buy it for fun.
"What's the background of this Yoo Jun?" Luo Liang asked.
The person next to him said, "I heard that he is Sister Luo's pursuer. Their families are family friends."
"Yoo Jun, you're not welcome here. Get out if you know what's good for you."
Luo Xiaoqian said angrily.
"It's not impossible for me to get out if you want me to."
Yoo Jun had a mocking look on his face.
"Interstellar law, the winner is king."
"Which of your cars can outrun my car? I'll leave immediately without saying a word!"
Hearing this, everyone in the club cursed.
This guy was too shameless!
How could a car on the ground outrun a flying car?
It was like comparing a van with a sports car in terms of acceleration.
What's more, everyone was playing with retro cars, whose performance was not as good as the main cars on the market.
"Can't win, right? You may say that I'm bullying people with my family background. "
Yoo Jun laughed.
"Haha, aren't you relying on your family's money? Putting aside your background, you're not even a fart! "
Someone mocked.
"Well said! Then I won't compete with these worldly possessions. I'll shut your mouths first. "
Yoo Jun clapped his hands and praised.
"What do you want to compete with? Do you dare to fight one-on-one? "
Harris stood up.
"Yes! Fight me one-on-one if you dare. "
"If you don't dare, then get out!"
Everyone in the club was happy to see this and had confidence in Harris.
Harris was an experienced superhuman who had been a mage for two to three years. His winning rate in one-on-one battles was very high.
"You've been tricked …"
Only Luo Xiaoqian looked anxious and stomped her feet.
"One-on-one it is!"
Yoo Jun smiled triumphantly.
The flying car hovered a few meters above the ground.
Whoosh!
Yoo Jun was as agile as a leopard as he floated down.
The two found an empty space and faced each other with a distance of twenty meters.
"Humph! At this distance, I can win in one hit before you even get close. "
Harris was very confident.
"Harris, don't underestimate your opponent …"
Luo Xiaoqian reminded him.
Fireball!
A fireball the size of a watermelon appeared in Harris' hand and turned into a line of fire.
Puff!
The fireball hit Yoo Jun's body.
"Just so-so."
Harris said with the attitude of a victor.
"Be careful!" Everyone exclaimed.
Hua!
The fireball hit only an afterimage and smashed a storage box behind him.
Yoo Jun's limbs were long and slender like a leopard. His speed was beyond human limits.
His afterimage flashed.
He had already arrived beside Harris. A short distance of twenty meters only took a little more than a second.
Bang!
Harris was sent flying a few meters by a punch. The sound of his ribs breaking could be heard.
"Harris, are you okay?"
Everyone ran over and helped Harris treat his wounds.
"What's that guy's class? His speed is so fast."
Luo Liang curiously asked.
"Enforcement-type 'Esper'. His talent is more towards speed and explosive power."
Luo Xiaoqian explained.
Luo Liang suddenly understood.
Mage class Espers were, after all, fragile. Once they were closed in, they would be very passive.
Coincidentally, Yoo Jun was a speed-type Esper. His speed was much faster than warriors of the same level. It could be said that he could completely defeat mages in the early stage.
"Can't even withstand a single blow."
Yoo Jun played it down, as if he had not used his full strength.
"Xiaoqian, today is my birthday. It's fine if you don't come."
He looked at Luo Xiaoqian with an indignant expression.
"Heh, you came to this kind of gathering?"
"Did you see that? Even without family background, this group of people was still beaten by me!"
Yoo Jun's tone was a little fierce. He pointed at the people in the club, although his eyes were not looking at them at all.
"You …"
Everyone in the club flushed red and was very embarrassed.
Yoo Jun did not say a word of vulgarity. He did not even look at them, but he brought a strong sense of humiliation.
However, Harris, who was the best in one-on-one combat, was crushed by Yoo Jun in one move.
The others were also asking for humiliation.
"Brother, before you brag, can you pay for the car first?"
An out of place voice sounded in the venue.
Everyone was surprised and looked sideways.
Luo Liang stood in front of his car. Seeing the scratches on it, his face was distressed.
This was a new car that had just been bought.
"What do you want?" Yoo Jun said impatiently.
"My car, and the cars of several members, were scratched by you."
Luo Liang pointed at several cars in the venue.
"Pay for it first."
Luo Liang stretched out his palm and said bluntly.
Thinking about it, Yoo Jun was so rich, he should not be short of a few coins.
"Okay!"
Yoo Jun said straightforwardly, "If you kneel down and beg, I will give you ten times the tip."
"Shameless?"
Luo Liang underestimated this guy's shamelessness.
Yoo Jun did not care about the money.
If he obediently paid the money, it was equivalent to bowing to these low-end people.
For Yoo Jun, face was more important than money.
"You want me to pay for it?"
Liu Jun chuckles, the frivolous ruffian handsome appearance, to immature girls is quite lethal.
"Show me the evidence!"
"Which eye of yours saw that I caused the damage?"
Everyone was angry. At the same time, they marveled at Yoo Jun's rascality. No wonder Luo Xiaoqian avoided him.
"It's okay if you don't pay."
Luo Liang was not angry. Who had not experienced the frivolity of youth?
But now I am younger and more handsome than you. How can I tolerate you?
Great, everyone hurt each other.
Zeng!
Luo Liang's figure was like a dragon and tiger soaring in the sky. Running the "Kirin Dragon Chapter", he punched the flying car in mid-air.
Peng! Ka!
The shell of the flying car was smashed with a washbasin sized hole.
Immediately afterward.
The white flying car shook violently, lost its balance, and fell from mid-air.
There was a "boom" sound.
The flying car fell to the ground, and sparks flew everywhere.
The audience was silent.
Ah?
Luo Liang looked at his fist in a daze, thinking that it was not good.
I wanted to smash a fist sized hole. We hurt each other and don't owe each other anything.
Why did he smash the flying car?
This second generation will not ask me to pay for it, right?