The next day, Song Qi and the driver arrived at the street not far from the White Horse Club.

The most common thing about this kind of old street is the atmosphere of life. People living here are all old-school people. Some people just pay attention to it and have to eat some old things. And you can't tell what the hell is.

If there are really people who pay attention to it, it will appear here.

Early in the morning, I heard the crowds of people here, but I also watched the coming and going very orderly.

An old man was sitting in front of the stall and eating. What he ate was very simple. Soy milk fried dough sticks and a portion of fruit. Judging from what he meant, he ate it very delicious.

If someone here knows him, he will come forward and call Mr. Bai.

The old man would nod and smile as a sign of return gifts.

Song Qi walked over and sat down without hesitation.

The old man finally looked up and was stunned for a moment when he saw Song Qi, but he concealed it well and quickly lowered his head again.

"Boss..." Song Qi waved his hand, "Give me a copy of this old man's stuff!"

The boss was busy there, and he was stunned when he heard this.

Why is this young man calling him?

Old man?

Do you know who the old man is in front of you?

The boss was a little worried, so he whispered when he was serving soy milk fried dough sticks, "Young people, be polite..."

"Isn't he an old man?" Song Qi drank half a bowl of soy milk in a big gulp, then looked up at the old man, "Is it an old lady not an old man?"

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The boss immediately had nothing to say. He thought to himself that he would not talk to him anymore, and he might be able to take himself into the ditch. After thinking about this, he would not dare to talk to Song Qi any more, and he ran away immediately. Anyway, nothing you talk about is my business. I am the boss here and I have nothing to do with me.

The old man looked up at Song Qi and said lightly, "The boss is right, young people should be more polite."

Song Qi smiled, "I also think he is right. Young people should be more polite, but they have to be with whom."

The old man was not angry and said calmly, "Do you have any objections to me?"

"No objection..." Song Qi smiled, "A man who is about to enter the coffin board, what do I have?"

Even if the old man didn't want to have an attack, it was really bad. He immediately put the bowl on and sneered, "Song Qi, you are very brave, you dare to come to us."

"I didn't want to come either..." Song Qi shook his head and said, "But I can't resist some people and just seek death. Who is not easy to mess with? I have to come and mess with me. What should I do if you say I should do?"

"If you are not so arrogant, who will touch you?" said the old man disdainfully. "I have done so many things when I first arrived in our capital. If there was no one to suppress you, you really thought there was no one in our capital, right?"

Song Qi laughed and said, "I have never felt that there is no one in your capital. On the contrary, I think there are quite a lot of talents on your side, but I wish I would say bad things, you are not in there."

"I can't help but underestimate me..." The old man was not angry. Of course, his face couldn't look very good. "I really think I'm still excited."

"It's not an aggression..." Song Qi shook his head and looked serious. "I really don't think you have any talents or anything, or... in your White Horse Association, I don't think you have any talents. I never look down on such things that have always dared to hide behind and cause trouble."

"Song Qi, clean your mouth when you speak, otherwise you will say I'll bully you later." The old man couldn't help but get angry. This guy said this repeatedly, do you really think he is a clay Buddha?

Song Qi smiled and said seriously, "Old man, I said this. I am sincere. I have never thought you are a talent. What kind of big gang will you be? You are just doing some frivolous things. You are so embarrassed to call yourself the three major sects. Are you shameless?"

"Song Qi!" The old man could no longer hold it back, and slapped the table at Song Qi and said angrily, "You'd better speak cleanly for me, otherwise I won't tolerate you!"

Everyone else on the stall was shocked and didn't know what was going on.

Many people know this old man, and even know his identity. After all, the White Horse Club has always been here and has never moved. Some people can be said to have grown up and grown older with the old man.

Now that I saw a dispute between them, I shook my head, who is this young man? Is this fucking looking for death?

"I'm talking cleaner?" Song Qi smiled and said seriously, "Old man, did you ever think that your subordinates were not clean when you said this?"

"What do you know, a little foreigner?" said the old man, "Do you think you can sit here and talk to me now? No, it's just that we haven't really touched you yet. If we really take action, you'll be dead."

Song Qi said disdainfully, "Then do you think you can sit here and talk to me now because you are powerful? I am wrong, it's just because I haven't attacked you yet."

"So arrogant!" The old man couldn't help but sneer, "Do you know what the people who talked to me so crazy before are like this? I can tell you that those who talked to me so crazy before are now dead. If you don't learn to be smarter, you will follow them soon."

"Come on, the person who spoke to me like this before is dead..." Song Qi laughed, not only not afraid at all, but he started to tease him, "Otherwise, you should think about the words again, maybe I will let you go?"

The old man stared at Song Qi and his breathing accelerated a lot.

Song Qi's words were indeed a bit ugly, and they were targeted at him, which made him unable to suppress his anger.

"Now Baimazhuang has changed back to Tianma Gang..." Song Qi took a bite of fried dough sticks and continued, "Your daughter should have cried to you too. I'll come here today to tell you that these are just my own fun. If you make me feel the threat, then what I want to deal with is not the people around you. By the way, this time it's a warning, warning you to move the people around me. If there is another next time, I will take off your head directly. Don't think that I dare not touch you when you are old. I want to kill you. It's just a matter of minutes."

The old man trembled.

He has lived at such a long age and no one has ever dared to speak to himself like this. Song Qi is the first one.

Of course, in his mind, he will be the last one.
Chapter completed!