Know Yourself in the Dragon World

Chapter 451 Need a Perfect Identity

Han Qiu could swear that he did not intentionally get Zhao Menghua drunk. Who knew that Mr. Zhao had such a poor alcohol tolerance?

He carried him to a nearby hotel, checked into a room, threw him on the bed and left.

As a reward for eating and drinking with him and helping to clean up the mess, Han Qiu casually took out a few hundred yuan.

I asked in advance, and the drunken Mr. Zhao said you can take whatever you want.

There is no camera anyway, so it doesn’t matter.

"I'm so tired." Walking out of the hotel, Han Qiu looked out at the empty streets. It was so late that even the late-night snack stalls had withdrawn.

It’s three o’clock in the morning, another few hours wasted.

"Mr. Han, help me check Chen Bailing's location." Han Qiu ordered in his mind.

"You're starting to waste again." Mr. Han said with concern.

"What do you mean by waste? I know that the power of cause and effect has increased a lot during this period. I call this investment, investment, you little brat, you don't understand shit!"

"Tsk, I've checked it." Mr. Han put the information in Han Qiu's mind.

Han Qiu confirmed it and said in surprise: "Wow! It's quite fast. It's only 200 kilometers away from my home."

"You let a few immortals escape, so they will naturally publish your information." Mr. Han said.

"I didn't expect that he would dare to come here. He is so brave and willing to go through such a dangerous place. He is amazing!" Han Qiu said: "I really admire this young man. He has the same demeanor as I did back then!"

"You? You're not as rebellious as him."

"I'm more handsome than him."

"You are so handsome." Mr. Han cursed, "Narcissist, you don't even have a girlfriend and you are still narcissistic."

"If you want it, you will have it. If you don't want it, then you won't have it. Oh, time flies so fast. Before I knew it, my former classmates are all considering getting married." Han Qiu sighed.

"Are you talking about Zhao Menghua and Chen Wenwen?"

"Yup!"

"It's not that fast. Think about it. They will be their junior in the second half of the year and graduate in two years. Getting married at 22 is neither early nor late," said Mr. Han.

"You little brat even commented on getting married." Han Qiu smiled.

"I'm telling the truth, okay?" Mr. Han said unhappily, "Also, don't call me a brat."

"That little carrot head. Little carrot head, getting married at 22 is not too early or too late, but it is still rare. Zhao Menghua's family is rich, so it doesn't matter." Han Qiu sighed softly: "I'm just lamenting that time flies so fast. Unknowingly, everyone has started to consider marriage."

"And you're still single."

"That's better than a little rascal like you. Go find that rebellious kid Chen Bailing." Han Qiu took a big step forward, observing the nearby cameras keenly.

There is a kind of magical power called shrinking the earth into an inch. Han Qiu learned about these magical powers from ancient books. In fact, they were abilities of some mixed-race species in ancient times.

Shrinking the earth into an inch is nothing more than being much faster than an ordinary person, or even a horse. It is not a particularly difficult task for a hybrid with a higher bloodline.

"By the way, do you think that if Zhao Menghua really invites Lao Lu to attend his and Chen Wenwen's wedding, will Lao Lu agree?" Han Qiu chatted while on the way.

"Yes," said Mr. Han. "The old road now is different from the old road before. He will be happy to go there."

"I think so too, but he won't cause any trouble. He may just be a witness. After all, Chen Wenwen is his youth. Youth, do you understand?"

"I'm talking about courage, and you're talking about youth."

“These two things are not in conflict. What they make up for is the courage of youth. You can’t never have the courage you didn’t have in your youth, right? I bet you that Lao Lu will definitely go, and he will sit in the audience with a smile, just applauding and blessing, and will not do anything else.” Han Qiu’s firm tone, as if he was Lu Mingfei.

"I won't bet with you. I will definitely lose this bet." Mr. Han said, "But if I really go, Lu Mingfei will seem like a cheapskate."

"He was a jerk."

"You're a bitch too."

"It's fun to be a slut." Han Qiu readily admitted the fact that he was a slut.

"Why are you so sure that Lao Lu's visit will not disrupt Zhao Menghua's wedding?" Mr. Han asked.

"Because it's Zhao Menghua and Chen Wenwen who are getting married, not Zhao Menghua and Chen Wenwen."

"Why are you leaving it here?"

Han Qiu scolded, "You are so stupid. What I mean is that the people getting married are a stranger Zhao Menghua and Chen Wenwen, not the Zhao Menghua and Chen Wenwen in Lao Lu's memory. He doesn't like the current Chen Wenwen and can't find the love he had at the beginning, so why would he mess up the wedding?"

"It makes sense, but it's still a bitch."

"It takes courage to be a jerk. Not everyone has the courage to be a jerk. You are like me. Am I not a jerk too? In other story lines, those people have killed me and had grudges against me, but I was able to forget the grudges with a smile and even helped them. Do you know why?"

"Because you're a bitch."

"..."

Mr. Han asked pretentiously, "Didn't you say you were a slut?"

"Okay, okay, you're such a bitch!"

"Then why?"

"Because I believe that different methods will lead to different results, and meeting different people will lead to different relationships. For example, if I meet someone now and I slap him, he gets angry and fights with me, and we become enemies from then on, right? I know that the end result of slapping him is hatred, but I haven't hit him yet. I try to say hello to him, so is he still my enemy? Can I treat him the same way I treat my enemy?" Han Qiu explained.

"I understand. Not only are you a jerk, but you're also bored as hell. But you're the chosen one. Even though your idea is dreamy, I believe you can succeed."

Nothing is too great to be trusted.

……

Chen Bailing rolled up his sleeves, revealing the armor on his arms.

Technology changes life, and life is like his coat and armor, as bloated as a Michelin tire.

If you weren't walking on the mountain paths, you would definitely get a lot of attention if you were walking on the crowded streets.

"It will take another six hours at this rate." He tapped the small screen on his arm to confirm the location and time.

He also didn't want to walk around wearing such a thing. There were too many dangers, and he wouldn't be able to deal with them without it.

It's not like he's really Iron Man, and the dragon-scale armor isn't the Mk-5 (the one that can be put in a box, the one in the racing scene in Iron Man 2, if I remember correctly), which is easy to carry and wear.

"I must pass this second level." He encouraged himself and continued his journey.

"Hey, it takes you six hours to walk such a short distance. Do you want to go slower?" A voice came from above, with a hint of teasing and sarcasm.

Chen Bailing immediately retreated away from the area, turned on his head protection, and stuffed his entire body into the armor.

When I looked up, I saw Han Qiu's cynical face.

"Are you having a stress reaction from being chased?" Han Qiu asked.

Chen Bailing broke out in a cold sweat. The armor had a heat-sensing device, and Han Qiu didn’t trigger the alarm even though he was so close to him... Is this a dragon?