The person who spoke was Zheng Sanhai, the owner of the Zheng Clan's Martial Arts Pavilion.

The other party is about fifty years old, his voice is loud, his breath is rich, and he is full of the aura of a top master.

Hearing Zheng Sanhai's words, Ma San was suddenly a little embarrassed, he naturally wanted to offend both, so he hurriedly explained with a smile: "Although Master Su is young, even my ace Ah Long is difficult to defeat with a punch, and it will definitely be a big help for us tonight!"

At this time, the expression on Chen Qianya's face was also extremely complicated, she had seen Su Zhuo's defeat of Ah Long and the courage of more than a dozen people, but after glancing at Zheng Sanhai beside her, she still shook her head, thinking that Su Zhuo would be able to fight again, but after all, she was young, how could she compare with the hall master of the dignified Zheng clan's military attaché.

Sure enough, when Zheng Sanhai heard Ma San's words, he scoffed even more: "It seems that you still don't know what it means to be a martial artist with internal strength, those subordinates of yours, how much they go is not enough for the other party to fight, this hairy boy is so thin, I'm afraid that even the internal strength martial artist can't bear the punch of the internal strength martial artist!"

Ma San's color changed suddenly, his face showed hesitation, Chen Dehai couldn't help but shake his head, feeling that Su Zhuo was irrelevant, and said: "Let's sum it up again, let's get ready to go, by the way, Third Master, this is my daughter Qianya, the revenge of killing her mother has always made her unable to let go, today we slashed Yang Honglie, and she asked to follow together." ”

"Hello Uncle Ma. ”

Chen Qianya said very politely.

"Qianya, I'm sorry about what happened before. ”

Thinking that he had beaten Chen Qianya before, Ma San wanted to find a crack in the ground and get in.

Chen Qianya was thoughtful, and casually made up a reason, saying that her classmate had a conflict with Ma San's friend when she was playing at Royal Entertainment.

Chen Dehai didn't ask much, after all, the main task that night was to find Yang Honglie to take revenge.

Ma San, Chen Dehai and Zheng Sanhai sat down in the center of the sofa and began to discuss the evening.

Ma San could only cast an apologetic look at Su Zhuo, obviously choosing to believe in the respected Master Zheng Sanhai.

Su Zhuo didn't care, calmly sat down in the corner of the box, and took out his mobile phone to reply to the WeChat sent by Lin Qingshan.

Chen Qianya sat down next to Su Zhuo, and when she saw that the other party didn't look at her, she couldn't help but push the other party angrily: "Don't go to tonight's action." ”

Su Zhuo raised his head and glanced at Chen Qianya, and said: "It is the bounden duty of my generation to do the right thing for heaven and eliminate harm for the people, of course, the main thing is that Lin Qingshan and I fell in love, and I have to spend soft money to fall in love, and I can be regarded as coming out to make extra money." ”

Hearing the first half of the sentence, Chen Qianya was almost amused to laugh, she found that after "breaking up" with her, Su Zhuo seemed to have changed, and the humorous "bacteria" sling otaku was still very attractive.

But when she heard the second half of the sentence, Chen Qianya was extremely angry in her heart, especially when she heard the words "Lin Qingshan", a sense of jealousy rose in her chest.

"Are you dying to make money?"

The anger in her heart gradually escalated, and Chen Qianya spoke even more without a good tone.

At this time, three young people who came with Zheng Sanhai walked up to Su Zhuo and Chen Qianya, and the first young man with a height of 1.8 meters and a peugeot figure said: "Miss Chen, you don't have to worry, we must go all out in today's matter, so that the bad guys can get the punishment they deserve." ”

All three of them are Zheng Sanhai's disciples, and the young man who spoke was Zheng Sanhai's protégé Guo Xiaoming.

When Guo Xiaoming spoke, his eyes swept over Chen Qianya's graceful figure from time to time, his eyes revealed a fiery that was difficult to hide, and seeing Chen Qianya and Su Zhuo seem to be very close, he couldn't help but squint his eyes, and said to Su Zhuo with a sneer: "It's this little brother, I advise you not to go today, maybe you will have a move and a half, but you are not qualified for a real life-and-death fight." ”

"Oh? Do you think you're qualified?"

Su Zhuo stared at Guo Xiaoming with a smile and said lightly.

"Of course, I have been practicing with Master Zheng since I was ten years old, practicing Sanjiu in winter and Sanfu in summer, and my kung fu has paid off. ”

Guo Xiaoming said arrogantly, staring at Su Zhuo with a kind of contempt.

At this time, when Chen Dehai and the three of them finished discussing, hearing Guo Xiaoming's words, Ma San couldn't help but exclaim: "Master Zheng, your disciple is also an internal strength martial artist?"

"Ahh......h Xiaoming's talent is amazing, it took ten years, and at the age of twenty-one, he became an internal martial artist, which is unique in thousands of miles. ”

Zheng Sanhai said with a full face.

Ma San smiled at this time, and said excitedly: "Okay, hasn't Yang Honglie relied on having an internal strength martial artist over the years, who has trampled us under his feet, with Master Zheng and your disciples, we two internal strength martial artists, the odds of winning are great." ”

Not only Ma San, but also Chen Dehai, Chen Qianya, Sister Shuang, and more than a dozen elites in the box, their eyes looking at Zheng Sanhai's master and apprentice were full of admiration and shock.

Only Su Zhuo still sat indifferently in the corner, sipping tea one by one, as if Guo Xiaoming had become an internal martial artist at the age of twenty-one, which seemed to him to be commonplace.

"Su Zhuo, Su Zhuo, are you calming down now, you just can fight again, and the internal strength martial artists cultivated in the authentic military attaché are incomparable after all. ”

Seeing this scene, Chen Qianya couldn't help but shake her head, thinking so in her heart.

When leaving the box, Zheng Sanhai ordered a few people to participate in the evening action in line with the principle of less but fine.

As for Su Zhuo, he was naturally excluded by Zheng Sanhai, and the meaning was obvious, the other party had no qualifications to go.

"Master Zheng, although Mr. Su is not an internal strength martial artist, his strength is still very strong, and one more person always has a better chance of winning. ”

Ma San said with some embarrassment, in fact, he had already put most of his hopes on Zheng Sanhai, so he didn't dare to call Su Zhuo "Su Ye", for fear of provoking Zheng Sanhai's dissatisfaction.

"Didn't I understand enough, a hairy boy like this has only a dead end in the face of an internal strength martial artist, and it's for his good not to let him go!"

Zheng Sanhai said very unhappily, as if his authority had been questioned.

"This ......"

Ma San was even more in a dilemma and looked at Su Zhuo.

Su Zhuo finally got up from the sofa and said with a smile on his face: "Empty talk misleads the country, hard work prospers the country, life and death struggle relies on strength, although it is my principle to be a low-key person, but I still want to say that the internal strength martial artist, in my eyes, is not worth it." ”

As soon as the words fell, the entire box was in an uproar.

"Boy, you're too crazy, don't you, do you want us to have a fight first, so that you know if you're sitting in a well and watching the sky?!

Guo Xiaoming narrowed his eyes and stared at Su Zhuodao quite provocatively, he thought that this guy was too capable of pretending, he just wanted to behave in front of beautiful women.

Zheng Sanhai laughed even more angrily: "It's really a young man who doesn't know the height of the sky, so let's let you see what it means to be a worthless internal martial artist today." ”

After speaking, Zheng Sanhai strode to the side of the coffee table in the box, urged the internal energy to condense on the palm of his right hand, and pressed it lightly on the marble table of the coffee table.

When he withdrew his hand, there was a gasp in the room.

On the marble countertop, there is an obvious palm print, which is several centimeters deep!

PS

In a desperate battle, a generation of soldiers fell into the sand.

The dragon dives into the city, how can the tree want to be quiet and the wind does not stop.

The wind and clouds converge, and then the sword light and sword shadow, bloody rain and bloody wind!

When the soldiers come to the city, it is the day when he reigns over the world!

For the sake of his beloved, he turned around again, and the world began to tremble......

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