In the face of these "kind" exhortations, Liu Zhao couldn't laugh or cry.

He glanced at Zhao Dabao's back full of lofty meaning, and pondered in his heart:

I said, Mr. Zhao, why don't you take action to deter these people, is it true that a cultivator at the Ming Jin level is in such a good mood? Or is Mr. Zhao not a cultivator at the Ming Jin level? Could it be that Mr. Zhao's identity as a cultivator is only medical?

At this time, Liu Zhao also had a trace of confusion and doubt in his heart. This does not blame Liu Zhao for being suspicious, because since the day he met Zhao Dabao, he has never seen Zhao Dabao move. As for Ming Jin's mid-term cultivation, that was also what Qin Lao said during the treatment.

Even with some confusion and doubt, Liu Zhao still responded strongly:

"I don't need the kindness of the two, I will take care of everything in the future. Wu Da, you can do whatever you want? I said on behalf of Mr. Zhao about your business, and I will not participate in your business. ”

"Not involved?" Feng Quan glanced at the back of Zhao Dabao, who was not moving, sarcastically, and thought to himself, "This master is really tall, and he is still on his back, and he is really a master." ”

Seeing that the situation had eased up, Wu Da couldn't help touching the cold sweat on his head, thinking: It's the uncle who is TM, and my big brother in the underworld has become a grandson.

He glanced at Zhao Dabao's back hatefully, M's, what a master, it's just a coward, and he was ridiculed like this, and he didn't even dare to turn around and say a hard word. M's, thanks to not giving him money before, or feed the dogs.

At this time, the people in the hall on the third floor all looked at the pretending to be profound, if it weren't for the strict rules of the gang, I am afraid they would all be in an uproar.

Even so, whether it is Wu Da's gangster brothers or Feng Quanyi's mantis boxing disciples, they have already discussed:

"You said that this master invited by Liu Zhao is really a master of internal strength?"

"Master? I don't think so, you see how young this kid is? If you look at Master Feng's age, Master Feng is in his sixties before he has broken through to the realm of internal strength. You say, can this kid be a master of internal strength?"

"Well, Old Seven, with what you say, this kid really can't be a master. But he's not a master, what are you doing here? Didn't our boss ask someone to help him? What's the use of a person who can't even beat us? Come here to visit and take a walk? M, that's too little to take the boss seriously?"

"Shhh Okay, okay, don't say any more, you didn't see the boss's face blackened. Don't let the boss hear it, or you will follow the pot to burn. ”

The two Wu Da's subordinates standing not far away were muttering in a low voice, but when they saw Wu Da's gloomy triangular face as ice, they stopped talking.

They are also afraid that Boss Wu will be angry with them, and no one can see that Wu Da, as the underworld boss of Suishi, is now in a mood of dark clouds, which is quite unhappy.

If you really get caught by Boss Wu now, you don't dare to say anything else, and it is inevitable to be scolded harshly. Discussion is discussion, if you are scolded by the boss just because of one discussion, you can't do it.

Wu Da's discussion can still be controlled within a certain range, and Feng Quanyi's side can be said to be unscrupulous.

It's not that Feng Quanyi's sect rules are lax than Wu Da's gangsters, but that Feng Quanyi did it intentionally.

The needlepoint confrontation with Liu Zhao just now made Feng Quanyi very depressed and angry, not to mention that he didn't catch the line of the Qin family, and he made Liu Zhao quite unhappy.

And the reason for this failure was actually brought by a pretending to be a profound "master".

Although it was on Wu Da's face just now, uh, no, it was for Wu Da's Xia Guo's face, but it was an indisputable fact that he was unhappy in his heart.

As the disciples of Feng Quanyi, of course, they can see the master's unhappiness. If the master has something, the disciple will of course do it for him. If the master is unhappy, the disciple has to be responsible for making the master angry.

Although Feng Quanyi's disciples did not dare to provoke trouble again when the master retreated, it was still okay to disgust Liu Zhao and his "master".

Therefore, on the third floor, the discussion at this time was the most enthusiastic on the side of Feng Quanyi, uh, no, it simply turned into a noise.

"Second senior brother, look at it, what kind of bullshit master, he doesn't even dare to see him, and he is still a master? I see, bullshit is not!"

"No, sixth junior brother, this master was brought by the famous Liu Zhao and Mr. Liu. You don't know this master, don't you know Mr. Liu? The person Mr. Liu brought with him, isn't he a master?"

"I'll go, what's wrong with Mr. Liu? Being famous doesn't mean being powerful. Liu Zhao is just a small member of internal strength, and he is about the same level as our senior brother. No, it seems that we might as well be our senior brothers. Besides, the master gave Liu Zhao face, not because of his identity as a small success, but because of the face of the Qin family. If it weren't for the Qin family, he Liu Zhao would be a fart. ”

Regarding Liu Zhao's comment, Feng Quanyi, who was sitting next to him, couldn't help but smile. It's still his fifth apprentice who is clever and understands the master's mind, and he directly said that he was in his heart.

"Fourth Senior Brother, it's not right for you to say that. A master, he naturally has the demeanor of a master. Haven't you heard that the masters don't need to eat anymore, what's the name of? Hey, what's the name of that term? Alas, looking at your senior brother's memory, I can't remember it so much?"

"Second Senior Brother, didn't you mean Bigu, did you? Bigu, that's a cultivator's kung fu, it is said that he is very old, he doesn't eat for ten days and half a month, and it's fine. ”

"Yes, yes, the fourth junior brother, it is Bigu. In my opinion, this master is in Bigu. You see he's skinny, isn't it Bigu?"

"Damn, second senior brother, what kind of Bigu is that kid standing at the window, I think it's weight loss, it's weight loss, right?"

One of the youngest apprentices standing next to Feng Quanyi also interjected, and the sentence "lose weight" made everyone laugh. Even Feng Quanyi, who was as steady as Mount Tai sitting, was also funny.

I saw Feng Quanyi look at the little apprentice dotingly, and said with a slight reprimand:

"Old Gada, don't joke with a cultivator's Bigu. Cultivators, which is the most respected class of our martial artists, as martial artists, we have to maintain a sense of awe, you know?"

"Yes, Master, the apprentice is wrong. Old Gada replied with a respectful face.

Everyone's discussion can not only be heard by Zhao Dabao, but even Liu Zhao can hear it clearly.

Although he was a little suspicious of Zhao Dabao, Liu Zhao could not tolerate such a blatant smear of Mr. Zhao. Regardless of whether Zhao Dabao was a true mid-stage Ming Jin cultivator, at least he was still a friend in Liu Zhao's mind.

Thinking of this, the corners of Liu Zhao's mouth moved, and he wanted to reprimand these things that became more and more unpleasant the more he spoke.

Suddenly, there was a sound of fighting in the downstairs "Ping Pong", followed by screams.

With a loud bang, a glass was shattered, like a black lightning bolt in the far west, and a black figure appeared in front of everyone with a thick chill.

He is 1.8 meters tall, wearing a black suit, with a thick beard covering his cheeks like steel needles, and a long scar from the left eyebrow to the corner of his left mouth is lined up on his face, making his whole face look so hideous.

A modified black eyepatch covers the left eye, but at this time, this modified eyepatch shows a devilish fierceness.

He carried a long black sheathed knife in his hand, and the trace of blood on the tip of the sheath indicated that it had just been stained with blood.

"Zheng Jiajun!" The name with a hint of hatred came from Wu Da's mouth, but the slightly retreating posture reflected the fear in his heart.

Haha laughed wildly, Zheng Jiajun's oozing scar shook three times on his face,

"Wu Da, I didn't expect it, I, Zheng Jiajun, are back again, I have to thank you for your gift back then. Today, I'm going to get it back with interest. Wu Da, have you washed your neck?"

Regarding Zheng Jiajun's hateful language, the black monkey Feng Quan frowned, and said to Wu Dadao, who shrank back with a trace of dissatisfaction:

"Boss Wu, what Zheng Jiajun said seems to be different from what you said? Didn't you say that it was just a battle for turf? Whoever loses and who withdraws from Suishi seems to be a fight for their lives now. ”

"Nonsense, can I tell you the truth? Can you make a move if you tell the truth?" Wu Da thought inwardly, but said with a flattering smile on the surface:

"Master Feng, the meaning is almost the same. If you think about it, if I quit Sui City and lose all my business, what is the difference between that and killing me? Master Feng, as long as you clean up Zheng Jiajun and double your remuneration, five million, how about it? Five million please make a big deal for once, how about it?"

"Five million?" the black monkey Feng Quan twisted his beard with one hand and muttered, "Okay, five million is five million, Wu Da, remember your promise." ”

As he spoke, Feng Quanyi turned around, stared at Zheng Jiajun with sparkling eyes, and said:

"Friend, give face, can you reconcile with Wu Da. I'm willing to be a mediator. ”

"Reconciliation? Hehe, Feng Quanyi, do I know you, the master of Mantis Boxing's internal strength. I advise you to get involved in this matter less, let alone you, even if you are the head of the mantis fist, it is not easy to make it, today I am here to take the head of Wu Daxiang. ”

Feng Quan's face sank, slightly mixed with a hint of anger, and said:

"Zheng Jiajun, don't talk too much, they are all mixed in the rivers and lakes, stay a line, and they will meet each other in the future. You don't understand that, do you?"

"Be a man and leave a line, and he will meet in the future? Hehe, this sentence is really difficult for me to do today. Feng Quanyi, if you want to intervene and want to take Wu Da's five million, you can do it, don't say anything else. But I also advise you, don't take the flower that doesn't have a life. ”

"Master, don't talk nonsense with this kid, let's do it. The strong man Dong Leopard interjected next to him.

"Good. Dongbao, you go up and light up this kid, remember, steady it. ”

The strong man Dongbao strode out, and the two-meter-tall man was like a black tower, and he was striding in front of Zheng Jiajun.

"Zheng Jiajun, the Eastern Leopard of Mantis Boxing, I want to ask you for a lesson or two. ”