The First Dude: Dark Emperor, Come To Fight!

The waiter followed the handsome boy's hand and nodded with a smile.

"Three please!"

This is the cousin of Ning Xiaowang, and it is normal for the waiter to arrange tables.

The three walked over, and the handsome young man sat down first.

"Third brother, stay safe!" Ning Shurong looked at Ning Xi with a smile on her face, not only the temperature in her eyes was not warm, but also the hostility was floating.

Ning Shucheng and the stern man sat on the two seats that happened to be vacant.

"Third brother!" Ning Shucheng smiled gracefully, looking gentle and close, like a good brother.

The stern man lightly swept Ningxi without saying hello, making it clear that he disliked her.

This is in a restaurant, and other people can see Ning Xiaowang without salute.

Ning Xi put down his chopsticks, picked up the silk handkerchief that he had prepared in autumn, and wiped his mouth.

"What are you doing?" The voice was cold, and anyone could tell that she was not interested in the three of them.

Ning Shucheng and Ning Shurong were stunned for a while, obviously not expecting that Ning Xi's attitude towards them would be so cold, which had never happened before.

Since Ning Xi was injured, they went to see it several times and were stopped by Ning Qi's eighteen guards. That day after Ning Xi beat Jing Feng and others, they even broke the hands and feet of the guards and sent them back to Ning Wang's mansion, which scared them all. One hop.

The parents of the two of them even suspected that Ning Xi was being provoked by the people around them, so they tried to see Ning Xi to explain, but they were prevented from entering the courtyard.

Seeing Ning Xi today, both of them have the same feeling, she has really changed!

Ning Shucheng's expression did not change, but he still had a gentle smile, and the anger in Ning Shurong's eyes deepened.

Before the two of them could speak, the stern man frowned and looked at Ning Xi and said, "Is Prince Ning being too rude to his cousin?"

The meaning in his words was obvious, Ning Xi was too rude and inhumane because of his status.

Ning Xi chuckled, "Who are you?"

She really doesn't know who this is, and she has no memory in her original body.

The stern man choked, his face even colder, "My name is Fan Bin!"

"I've never heard of it." Ning Xi shrugged, and raised his eyebrows indifferently, "So you dare to point fingers at this king."

"You!" Fan Bin choked when someone said that.

Ning Shurong smiled and said, "Third brother, Brother Fan is the son of the Minister of Industry."

This sentence seems to be an explanation, but it is actually a trap. He can't wait for Ning Xi and Fan Bin to do it.

Ning Xi sneered: "The son of the Minister of Works is qualified to point fingers when he sees this king? Otherwise, this King will go to the palace tomorrow to ask the emperor, will I have to bow when I see the Minister of Works? "

The Yin State is also divided into the Ministry of Personnel, the Ministry of Households, the Ministry of Rites, the Ministry of War, the Ministry of Punishment, and the Ministry of Work, but the Ministry of Work has the highest status among the six ministries, because it is in charge of and can make war beasts.

Ning Xi has been familiar with this continent these days. Not only can you cultivate profound strength here, but it is also popular to create puppets called war beasts for battle. War beast masters are also the most honorable profession in this continent.

Puppet war beasts and mechas have something in common. Ning Xi is very interested in war beasts, and plans to find a few opportunities to study them.

As for the son of the Minister of Industry, she is not a fart. Since she came to the door to seek abuse, of course she would not be polite.

Ning Xi was even more afraid of offending the Minister of Works. She knew from the information Ning Yi had collected that the two good uncles had a close relationship with the Minister of Works, and the third uncle even served as a waiter in the Ministry of Works.

The friend of the enemy is naturally the enemy, and there is no need to give face at all.