I am the third prince of the dragon

He just walked across the zebra crossing openly and onto the sidewalk under Guan Gong Temple.

The people wandering around the temple kept staring at him, seeing him walking up with a calm expression, and looking at him as if he was about to go up, they looked at each other, and soon, a muscular bald man came over and stopped in front of him.

"The Guan Gong Temple is not open today." He said it in English stiffly.

Ao Luyi nodded to him, smiled, walked around him and continued on.

The bald man turned around and looked at him in amazement. He was about to scold and stop him, but suddenly he found himself bewitched, he couldn't move forward no matter what, and couldn't say a word.

He could only widen his eyes, watching Ao Luyi walk up the stairs generously.

What's terrible is that the thugs around saw that he didn't stop him, and thought that Ao Luyi was some important person, so they didn't stop him. They actually watched him let him in, and even opened the door for him.

"Please."

The thug at the door was respectful, but he was muttering in his heart.

Who is this?How could he be so young? Could it be the son of some big boss?

Seeing the person Shi Shi ran in, he closed the door, and immediately heard a roar from behind.

"Why didn't you stop him?!"

At the critical moment, the man broke out in a cold sweat: "Pujie boy!! Do you know that person? Just let him in!"

His subordinates panicked: "Brother Nan! You didn't stop me either!!"

Bald-headed Nan glared at them: "How the hell do I know what's going on!?"

Here, Ao Luyi entered the temple, and found that the site is indeed very large. In the garden, there are evergreen pines and cypresses, bamboo groves, and marble floors, splicing together a huge Tai Chi diagram.

He walked through the garden as if there were no one else, and strolled towards the main hall in the atrium.

"who?!"

"stop!"

Under the eaves of the main hall dedicated to Guan Gong, a few men in suits and leather shoes suddenly saw such an outsider appearing in the garden, and immediately drew their guns,

Ao Luyi now knows that it is probably a gangster or something, surrounded by high walls and blue tiles, so there is no need to worry about it.

Under the statue of Guan Gong in the main hall, the two parties are at a stalemate.

Just like the gangster confrontation in the movie, at the critical moment, they are all ready to draw their guns and fight.

Three or four people rolled into a pile with their limbs intertwined, suddenly flew out of nowhere from outside the door, and landed heavily among them.

"Okay!!! You actually dare to do it first!!"

"Shameless! It's obvious that you guys did it first!!"

The faces of the leaders on both sides changed, and the thugs behind them immediately drew their guns to face each other.

"Stop calling, make room for me first."

A voice came from outside the door, and then a young man walked in at a leisurely pace.

Putting his hands in his pockets, he looked around at the people around him with emotionless eyes, and snorted coldly: "You are also worthy of worshiping him if you wield knives and guns in front of Guan Gong?"

The young people who did nothing to bully men and women, and fish and meat the common people, actually enshrined the statue of the Martial Saint.

This is because Ao Luyi doesn't understand certain aspects of ordinary people. The more sinful a person is, the more devoutly he prays to God and worships Buddha. Everything has a cause and effect, isn't he afraid that retribution will come faster?

The bullet rushed out of the muzzle with sparks, and the gunshots rang out for a while.

The two leaders stood dumbfounded among the fallen corpses, looked at each other in horror, and looked at Ao Luyi who was standing at the door.

The blood on the ground was about to flow to Ao Luyi's feet, he frowned unhappily, and the two people in front of him fell to their knees with a plop one after another.

"Don't kill me! I will obey all your orders."

One of them expressed his loyalty immediately. He looked no more than 30 years old, wore an expensive handmade suit, and had good features. He didn't look like a mafia boss, but actually more like a social elite.

He knelt down, raised his hands, cold sweat flowed like a waterfall, and the collar of his shirt was almost wet.

"My name is Qiu Nianzu. I am in charge of the entire Dragon and Tiger Hall. As long as you save my life, all my brothers will belong to you!"

Ao Luyi didn't look at him, he walked around the blood-stained corpse on the ground, walked to the statue of Guan Gong, lit three sticks of incense, put his hands in the incense burner, and didn't bow down.

Martial Saint Guan Gong, like other ancient great gods, fell together in the battle between the heaven and the devil, and together with the Dragon Clan, became the cornerstone of the Nine Heavens.

He is a junior, offering incense to show humility and respect, and does not need to kneel and kowtow like ordinary people.

Cigarette curled up, Ao Luyi clasped his hands together and turned his back to the two of them: "Sorry for bothering you."

He looked at the shimmering golden statue of Guan Gong and closed his eyes, but was disappointed to find that there was no trace of any god in this statue.

In other words, this is just a glittering statue, and has nothing to do with Guan Gong himself in this world.

It's a pity that he doesn't know if there are other gods in this world.

If there is, he would like to meet, but unfortunately the chances are not high.

Although the rules and will of this universe are not strong, it is a world of superheroes after all, and the only myths and legends are Asgard in Nordic mythology.

The two mafia bosses behind him seemed terrified by his indifference, but they soon realized that Ao Luyi ignored anyone and just looked at the portrait of Guan Gong with his back to them.

Qiu Nianzu glanced at it from the corner of his eye, and suddenly found that his opponent was quietly taking out the gun hidden in his bosom.

His back was covered in cold sweat instantly, his heart was beating extremely fast, and he almost cried out, but a secret expectation forced him to hold back.

If he succeeds...

The muzzle of the gun silently pointed at Ao Luyi's seemingly unconscious back.

Qiu Nianzu suddenly clenched his fist tightly, and suddenly shouted: "Be careful!!"

With a bang, Ao Luyi turned around, Qiu Nianzu's opponent let go, the gun fell into the blood, and he fell down lifelessly like a bag of potatoes.

The gunshots echoed in the empty and luxurious temple, Qiu Nianzu's mind was buzzing, and he raised his head to look at Ao Luyi.

He stood in front of the statue of Guan Gong, lowered his eyelids expressionlessly and looked at himself.

Qiu Nianzu could almost hear the sound of his own blood rushing through his veins.

Looking at his face, Qiu Nianzu suddenly felt that this person was young, but his eyes were like gods, and he was strangely similar to Guan Gong behind him.

No joy or sorrow, condescending, unable to distinguish between compassionate and ruthless eyes.

Qiu Nianzu was dizzy for a while, he actually felt that Ao Luyi was a statue.

But then he blinked, and the illusion just disappeared like a flash in the pan.

Ao Luyi glanced at him casually, and suddenly discovered his value.

"You're pretty smart."

"Is he also the leader of some gang?"

Ao Luyi moved his chin a little in the direction of the man's body, Qiu Nianzu nodded, not daring to look into his eyes: "That's right, he is the boss of the Azure Dragon Club—"

Ao Luyi's eyebrows twitched instantly: "The Azure Dragon Society?!"

Qiu Nianzu heard the unhappiness in his words, and immediately tightened his skin: "...That's right, he is in charge of the eight streets in Chinatown. His surname is Wu, and everyone calls him Wu Batiao..."

"Okay, since the man is dead now, I will give you the first task, immediately take away his Qinglonghui, and you are not allowed to call him by this name again!!"

"Yes! I will definitely do it!"

Qiu Nianzu hurriedly nodded his head lowered.

"Since that's the case, you don't need to call it Longhutang anymore, just change it to...Little White Tiger Neighborhood Association."

"........."

Qiu Nianzu didn't react in time. When he heard it, he even felt that his ears missed some words.

But Ao Luyi spoke clearly and loudly, even with a bit of decisive fluency and coolness.

"Little White Tiger Neighborhood Association, very good."

Qiu Nianzu said this for the first time in a trembling voice.

"Okay, let's do this first, clean up this place as soon as possible, and leave me a mobile phone on the altar."

When Qiu Nianzu heard this, he still didn't dare to question. After he responded honestly, there was no sound from the opposite side for a long time.

When he raised his head tremblingly, there was no one on the other side.

On the magnificent altar, the golden statue of Guan Gong suddenly disappeared in place, replaced by a huge, hovering green dragon statue.

The divine dragon entrenched on the wide altar is so lifelike that it is terribly lifelike. The dragon's head almost touches the caisson of the beams and pillars.

Qiu Nianzu even thought that the dragon statue in front of him would pounce on him and tear him to shreds. When he saw it, he was terrified and fell limp to the ground.

Ao Luyi now owns his first temple, and he has no special feelings about it, but Xixi made a fuss: "Host! There is a lot of blood in your temple—"

"Don't quarrel with you, I don't dislike it anyway."

Generally speaking, the temples of the gods are like palaces, and the statues of the gods are like a clone. The prayers of believers can be conveyed to the gods through the recognized temples.

If ordinary people find that a certain temple is effective, it means that the gods often come to enjoy the offerings of ordinary people, and at the same time, they also come to listen to people's prayers and bless believers.

In the past, people spontaneously built temples for the gods. If they were devout, they would naturally attract the attention of the gods, and the spirits would descend and perform miracles.

Ao Luyi is also considered unprecedented, and he found an empty temple without spirits...

"What kind of bicycle do you need? I think it looks good. Look at this lot, there is too much room for development."

Ao Luyi was rather satisfied.

At this moment, he is in a strange space surrounded by clouds and mist, looking at everything in the temple through the eyes of the god statue.

"Host, that person will bring you the mobile phone you want!"

Ao Luyi said with satisfaction: "This person is still very useful."

Although there are a lot of karma and human lives standing in his hands, compared with the previous Azure Dragon Society, it is considered clean.

Ao Luyi's hand slowly penetrated into the cloud, and when he took it out again, there was a brand new Apple model that had just been unpacked in his hand.

Even the cards are loaded.

He watched Qiu Nianzu walking out of the cleaned-up main hall, reluctantly nodded: "This man is indeed smart."

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