"Zhang Yang?"

Hearing this title, Wu Luo's face was slightly displeased, and he snorted coldly: "Ziqing, you must know that this is a witch sect gathering, and the people who come here are either witch sect wizards or famous masters of the hidden rivers and lakes. In addition, no matter how big your background is, no matter how much money you have, you can't get in. ”

"Don't say it's him Zhang Yang, even if he is the secretary of the municipal party committee of Lincheng, he will be turned away. ”

As he spoke, the other friends looked at each other and nodded in agreement.

Wu Luo is right, a witchcraft gathering like this is originally a bit mysterious, and none of the bosses and rich people in the secular world can be seen here, and it is obvious that there is a very high threshold for entry.

If it weren't for Wu Luo's personal face, I'm afraid none of them would have been able to get in.

"Luo Shao, why didn't you inform me when you came. Suddenly, a gentle voice came from the side.

Everyone turned their heads to look and saw a young man in white walking briskly, wearing a very fashionable, hand-sewn top suit, a limited edition watch from Belle Feida, with a tough and handsome face, as if he was a star from a movie.

"Just about to call you. Wu Luo shrugged his shoulders and smiled.

"Come on, you. The young man punched Wu Luo and laughed heartily.

After hugging for a while, Wu Luo turned his head to look at Guan Ziqing and the others, and calmly introduced: "This is Bai Fan Bai Shao, the sister-in-law of the Bai family in the southwest, and their family is the organizer of this Wumen gathering. ”

"Oh..."

The friends listened and their expressions were shining.

Although they had never heard of the Bai family, it could be seen from Wu Luo's kind attitude that this Bai Shao was definitely not an ordinary person. And looking at Bai Shao's outfit, the suit and watch alone add up to more than six figures, not the top Shao, can there be such a style?

In the following chat, from time to time, people from the Wumen took the initiative to greet Bai Fan, and their attitudes were extremely respectful. And Bai Fan just nodded slightly, and only those who have good friendships will talk a few words.

Seeing him at a huge party, no matter who he meets, he can talk calmly and easily, this confident bearing must have been honed in the edification of the big family since he was a child, and ordinary people can't learn it if they want to.

“... Zhang Yang: Does Wumen have such a person?"

In the middle of the conversation, Wu Luo suddenly asked about Zhang Yanglai, but Bai Fan showed a puzzled face, as if he didn't know this person.

"No, Bai Shao, if you think about it carefully, others seem to call him 'Mr. Zhang'. Wu Luo frowned.

"Haven't heard of it. Bai Fan still shook his head and said casually: "I guess it's some unknown little person, how can I remember so much." ”

"That's not a small person, he came by plane from Jiangdu yesterday, and even the secretary of the municipal party committee of Lincheng personally went to pick him up. "Wu Luo is meaningful.

"Are you talking about Secretary Gao?"

The white-haired eyes flashed, and he said with a smile: "Luo Shao, I treat you as a brother, so I'll tell you the truth." In front of my Bai family, what kind of green onion is his senior secretary? The people I know in my Bai family are all high-ranking officials at the provincial and ministerial levels, and even the commander of the military region is a guest of honor in my family. He is a little secretary, and he is not qualified to enter my house if he wants to. ”

What he said is true, this Yungui belongs to the Miao Jiang generation after all, and it belonged to the barbarian region in ancient times, and the folk customs have always been fierce. Even in modern society, these social habits still exist, Wumen is deeply rooted in Miaojiang, nearly a thousand years of foundation has been laid, its status is obviously higher than the country, and the leaders of the Wumen lineage can even intersect with the provincial leaders.

"It's also said that with Bai Shao's status, it is naturally impossible to know what Zhang Yang is. After Wu Luo understood this, he nodded.

The other friends, including Guan Ziqing, all opened their mouths when they heard Bai Fan say this, with a shocked expression on their faces.

But seeing Bai Fan's calm and calm look, as if he was just talking about a trivial matter, without the slightest bragging, everyone looked at him again in their hearts:

'Sure enough, it's the great young man of the Wumen, this courage, this style, it's too rare and valuable..."

Even Guan Ziqing is secretly envious in his heart, compared with these young people, the power of the Guan family seems to be nothing.

......

At night, a taxi slowly drove up from the city.

"Little brother, are you really not mistaken, is this hotel?" the driver turned around and asked.

"Hmm. Zhang Yang nodded.

"I'm not mistaken, right? The driver looked hesitant, and stopped talking: "This hotel is not for ordinary guests, especially these days, when a witch gate party is being held, the idle people are very strict, and even the car can't enter that street." ”

As he was talking, the taxi was stopped by the hotel staff at the street entrance, saying that the road ahead was closed and he was not allowed to pass.

"That's right, I'm going to the witchcraft party. Zhang Yang said calmly.

"Really?"

The driver was stunned for a moment, and took a closer look at Zhang Yang, most of the people who usually attend the Wumen gathering are Miao wizards, or they are masters who practice martial arts, but young people like Zhang Yang who are dressed in modern clothes are very rare.

But he said so, and the driver didn't want to ask again, rolled down the window and said outside: "I'm sending guests to a party." ”

The staff looked at Zhang Yang suspiciously, as if they were a little suspicious.

But most of the people in the witch sect were very eccentric, and their clothes were basically unkempt, and they had a bad temper, and if this young man was a wizard, it would collide with him, and they would not be able to eat and walk away.

"Let's go over. ”

In the end, the staff did not dare to interrogate, but gave way.

It's still early, the party hasn't officially begun, and there are still guests coming from all over the place, all with invitations in hand.

Although Zhang Yang didn't have an invitation, the Zhu family had already said hello, so he just reported his name and was let go.

Entering the inside of the venue, the atmosphere instantly became lively, all kinds of witch clans, men, women and children, rich businessmen and poor peasants, all gathered together, many people with strange pets, some wizards also have a smell, like a hodgepodge.

"There are quite a lot of people in this witch gate..."

Zhang Yang looked around, and when he was about to find someone, he was suddenly stopped by a crisp voice behind him:

"Mr. Zhang?"

Zhang Yang turned his head to look, and saw several young men and women coming over, one of them was tall with oblique bangs, it was Guan Ziqing, who had just broken up.

"Mr. Zhang, when did you come?" Guan Ziqing was a little surprised by Zhang Yang's arrival, thinking that he was so well-informed?

"Just now. Zhang Yang pointed to the door and said, "I'm looking for someone, what about you, what are you doing here?"

"Why, my friend has to come and play, and he dragged me here. Guan Ziqing smiled and said with a look of intimacy.

Seeing this scene, Wu Luo, who was not far away, frowned, and said in slight surprise: "How did he get in?"

As he was speaking, Wu Luo glanced at Wu Tai behind him and gave him a look.

As Wu Luo's uncle, Wu Tai quickly understood the meaning of Wu Luo's eyes, nodded at him and said, "Young Master Luo, when the party is over, I'll go and clean up this person." ”

"Hmm. Wu Luo nodded, a grim smile appearing on the corner of his mouth.

He knows this uncle very well, although he is a little bit wooden, but his kung fu is still very solid, the peak of his internal strength, half a step to turn his strength, and it is not a matter of a finger to deal with a young man who is powerless?

'I'll let you have to worry for a while. Wu Luo snorted coldly and looked away from him.

"Luo Shao, what you asked me about just now is that kid?" Bai Fan also noticed that side at this time, and then asked.

Wu Luo didn't speak, but a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes.

"Let me meet him and see if he is a dragon or a worm. Bai Fan smiled slightly and walked over quickly.

He could already see that his friend Luo Shao had always been very interested in this Miss Guan who was traveling with him, and he had been creating opportunities to get closer. But as soon as the kid named Zhang Yang came over, he immediately hooked Guan Ziqing away, which is simply too annoying.

At this time, Zhang Yang was still chatting with Guan Ziqing without a word, and was suddenly interrupted by a cold voice next to him:

"What are you?"

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