At this time, the desperate Zhanfei no longer pinned his hopes on Pei Yanzhi, but turned his pleading eyes to the seniors on the stage, hoping that these people could stand up and give themselves a step.

However, these people on the stage are not only of high seniority, but also very principled people, and most importantly, these people are basically people who have a good relationship with the Ma faction, so it is impossible for Zhanfei to get feedback from them.

Zhanfei also quickly woke up, and hurriedly set his eyes on the audience, because this time the mastermind of the series was not him, but Bai Chengxiang, and when Zhanfei's eyes fell on Bai Chengxiang's body, what made him feel cold was that there was no one in that position, and Bai Chengxiang was nowhere to be found!

Zhan Fei hurriedly looked in several other directions, and there was only one place, where there was a middle-aged man with a guilty face, and the people in other places didn't even know where to go.

Zhanfei almost crushed his teeth, he didn't expect these people to run away, what a rabble, why did he connect with them in the first place, he naively thought that he could suppress the momentum of the Ma faction, and then he would be able to make a name for himself.

Now it seems that being famous is enough to be famous, but he is making a name for Pei Yanzhi, and he is just an inconsequential stepping stone, and this stepping stone is still made up by himself.

Pei Yanzhi had already discovered just now that when Zhanfei was defeated by himself, more than a dozen people left the table angrily and disappeared, among them was Bai Chengxiang, who had risen up to provoke at the beginning, a group of clowns who jumped off the beam, a rabble, and saw that Zhanfei they pushed out was defeated by himself, and he was immediately frightened, and he couldn't sit still anymore, so he had to leave the table in a hurry and fled in disgrace!

Pei Yanzhi looked at Zhan Fei with a desperate face, and said loudly, "Friend Zhan, please pinch the gun!"

The sound of "pouting guns" in the audience is also getting louder and louder, those young people are all strong-blooded, coaxed together, and they are also shouting loudly with excitement, and the sound of "pouting" in the audience broke the last nerve of Zhanfei!

I saw Zhan Fei burst into a shout, grabbed the head of the spear with his hand, pinched it hard, and directly pouted the head of the gun, and one of his hands was shocked by the tough barrel of the gun, and the blood on the tiger's mouth was also collapsed.

Zhanfei gasped, holding the gun head in one hand and the broken gun barrel in the other, looked at Pei Yanzhi with a miserable face, and asked, "Is it enough?"

Pei Yanzhi smiled disdainfully and said, "Admitting gambling and losing, Zhan Friend doesn't have to make this kind of appearance that I forced you to pout the gun, the murderer will always kill him, Zhan Friend will not understand, if there is no cause for you today, and there is no current effect, who is right and wrong, everyone at the scene can see it very clearly, so your attitude is just a humiliation!"

Zhanfei was stunned for a moment, and then a few tears of remorse fell from his eyes, and he couldn't help but raise his head and said, "Haha, I have been a hero for half a lifetime, but I didn't expect to be picked up by a group of villains today and did the most regretful thing in my life.

After speaking, Zhanfei jumped directly from the stage and left the auditorium without looking back.

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bsp; Those people in the Changshan Peking Opera Company also glanced at the high-spirited Pei Yanzhi on the stage with hatred, followed behind Zhanfei without saying a word, and left.

Pei Yanzhi looked at Zhanfei's back, as if he saw the back of Zhao Lianhai, who was defeated by Yang Xiaolou, but Zhao Lianhai's back was even more embarrassed, after all, Master Yang Xiaolou directly abolished Zhao Lianhai's hand, and he just gave Zhanfei a punch, although this punch was a little ruthless, but it could be recovered after ten days and half a month of recuperation.

Pei Yanzhi was wearing a white Chinese dress, his left hand was slightly drooping, and his right hand was holding a spear behind his back, like a sculpture, he looked around the audience with his eyes, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and asked, "Are there any seniors or colleagues who are willing to come up and give advice?"

The audience was suddenly silent, and those young actors looked at Pei Yanzhi on the stage in awe, this thing is too ruthless, a madman who wants a future as soon as he makes a move, and his kung fu is so handsome, with this white Chinese dress, he is really like Zhao Yun and Zhao Zilong, who are full of courage.

The other people in the audience all looked at Pei Yanzhi on the stage with complicated eyes, this kid is simply the contemporary god of war, they have also seen Wusheng's performances on weekdays, but most of them are swords and guns, and they have cooperated with others for many years, although they are beautiful and thrilling on stage, but everyone knows that this is the routine.

But in today's battle, no one will show mercy, and now the blood on the stage has not dried up, Pei Yanzhi still has stains of blood on his hand holding the gun, and his white Chinese dress is also stained with a few points of blood, like plum blossoms in the snow, it looks very dazzling, making people feel dizzy.

After all, most of the people in the audience are not in the martial arts industry, so there will be no sadness for Zhanfei, empathy, most people seem to have watched a very exciting duel, and they can't calm down for a long time, secretly shouting that this is coming, and there are some talking points when they go back.

After all, the entire Peking Opera industry and the entire martial arts industry have been almost fifty or sixty years, and I have never seen, or heard of, such a tragic thing as a gun battle.

At this time, Han Pingzheng stood up from the chair in the middle, looked energetic, walked to Pei Yanzhi's side, and patted him on the shoulder with his hand.

Han Ping was looking at his apprentice, and the look in his eyes was no longer enough to represent the ecstasy in his heart.

He really didn't expect Pei Yanzhi to have such an outstanding performance, originally he thought that today's apprenticeship conference would end with the other party coming to the stage to provoke, and he came to the stage to fight, and he was defeated.

Who would have thought that Pei Yanzhi would directly defeat Zhanfei, one of the strongest contemporary martial artists, and win so chic and neat, that he couldn't help but be amazed, which made Han Pingzheng feel that this was his happiest day in all these years.

"Everyone, thank you for coming to my Han Pingzheng's apprenticeship meeting today, there were some unpleasant little frictions just now, but I believe that there will be no more such things in the future, everyone, please sit down, everyone eat and drink well, just give me Han Pingzheng's face!