Acting Quest: Pin Dao is really just an actor

The short man stroked his standard island-style beard and laughed loudly: "Mr. Moore doesn't know something. Here, he is called a Taoist priest."

"Taoist? Is it a priest?"

"No, no, they should be called clowns instead of Mr. Priest!"

"Ah, hahahahaha, Mr. Matsushima is very humorous."

Black Moore laughed loudly: "This trip to explore the secrets, with Mr. Matsushima as a company, will definitely be very exciting!"

Ichiro Matsushima touched the samurai sword on his waist, with a wicked smile on the corner of his mouth: "Don't worry, Mr. Moore, with me, Jiang Liu Daozuka, and you who are proficient in fighting, the championship prize this time must be ours."

Moore swept across the yellow skin in the room proudly, and smiled disdainfully: "Mr. Matsushima is right, people from this country are not worthy of taking the highest award!"

Matsushima Ichiro smiled coldly: "Weak people."

Moore shook his muscles and gave a smirk: "It's true that they are a bunch of trash, but girls from this country...hehe~"

As he spoke, the black man did not forget to shake his buttocks, with a look of enjoyment on his face: "As long as I let them see this muscle and skin color, I am willing to tell them what to do."

The two laughed lewdly, their eyes extremely proud.

……

The conversation between the two was not loud, but in the corner, a man in black with his eyes closed raised his eyelids slightly, stared at the two who spoke loudly, and clutched the Tang knife in his hand, a cold light flashed in his dark eyes.

……

Lu Chen, who was in meditation, moved his ears, and Lu Chen Danfeng's eyes slowly opened, and turned to look at the two figures, one black and one white, behind him, and there was a flash of light in his eyes.

Although it is said that one must immerse one's mind in meditation, but the Taoist heavenly eye is so sharp, the nonsense of the two naturally cannot escape Lu Chen's six senses.

As Lu Chen who grew up under the red flag, he didn't have the slightest affection for these two kinds of people.

Now that he has the Taoist inheritance, his mentality is broader and grander than before, but after hearing the bullshit words of the two, Lu Chen still couldn't stop his disgust in his heart.

Taoism teaches that the sea is inclusive of all rivers, but it also teaches that the eyes are indifferent.

Lu Chendanfeng's eyes drooped slightly, and his eyes were slightly cold.

"There is so much resentment on this person"

Now that Lu Chentian's eyes have been opened, there is no need to rely on the qi-watching technique for some shallow breaths.

Under the eyes of the sky, several strands of black air were lingering behind Black Moore at this moment, and it lingered for a long time.

Every black gas...

They are all innocent souls.

Facing the ghosts, Lu Chen's Taoist coercion unknowingly revealed.

As if struck by lightning, those innocent souls trembled and hid behind the black man, trembling.

……

"Mr. Matsushima, look quickly, that clown has spotted us!"

Moore grinned, tugged at Ichiro Matsushima's sleeve, and waved his arms at Lu Chen in great excitement, mockingly said, "Hey, buddy, is there a circus to watch today?"

Ichiro Matsushima looked along Moore, with a pair of eyes as deep as an abyss, revealing an unspeakable coercion.

Matsushima, who has been with swords since he was a child, and who is born with clear senses, feels inexplicably shocked. It is not a young man in front of him, but an irresistible majesty. leg.

'This……'

'Who the hell is this? '

Forcibly enduring his weak legs, Matsushima swallowed hard, and the samurai uniform was soaked in cold sweat on his back.

Moore didn't notice any changes in the teammates around him, and he still used his fangs and claws to match the jerky accent: "Mr. Clown, are you going to give us a circus performance?"

"Or, step on the tires?"

"Drilling the ring of fire?"

Moore laughed out loud, leaning back and forth.

……

Lu Chen didn't pay attention to the taunts. Looking at the group of unjust souls who were on the verge of collapse, he slowly withdrew his coercion, and watched the trembling unjust souls come back behind the black man.

In the corner, the man in black with Tang Dao in his hand seemed to have noticed something suddenly, and suddenly raised his head, just in time to meet Lu Chen's deep eyes.

The man in black looked shocked, and his muscles tensed unconsciously, as if he was facing great danger.

Lu Chen also noticed that the man in black was unusual, so he smiled kindly and nodded slightly, as a greeting.

The man in black with inexplicable eyes nodded in obsession, and the whole person seemed to relax.

……

"Laughed!"

"Wow, he actually laughed!"

Moore covered his mouth and roared like an ape: "The clown here is really interesting!"

Ichiro Matsushima grinned without a smile on his face, but didn't speak.

Moore was still in ecstasy. He pointed to his crotch, showing off his might: "Dude, what do you think of this ring of fire?"

Everyone in the arena had different expressions, some showed contempt, some enjoyed watching the play, and some were filled with righteous indignation.

Almost all the people present were from the warrior circle in Yushui City, and they all knew Moore's strength and reputation.

Moore's strength is above average, but relying on his alien identity, he always looks superior to others.

Although this identity doesn't have any substantial power and function, Moore can always maximize this identity by virtue of his brazenness and nonsense.

He can always find an excuse for himself to touch porcelain from various aspects such as morality and reputation. It is not a day or two to speculate in Yushui City, so naturally no one wants to mess with him.

Not far from Lu Chen, a skinny young man snorted coldly and cursed, "Shabby devil!"

"what are you saying?!"

Hearing the scolding, the smile on Moore's face stagnated, and he took a look at the speaker first, and saw that he was not a rich man, but just an immature boy.I couldn't help being angry from my heart, and shouted: "You **** trash, tell me, what were you talking about just now?!"

The slightly immature skinny boy sneered: "I said you look like a silly dog."