Chapter 138: Tian Yuan Martial Pavilion
Deng Yanfei felt that there was no problem with taking Zhao Xuejiao to Lingnan, he and Xie Qinglan were innocent, and the two of them also knew each other, anyway, he was frank and not afraid. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE。 infoIt's just that this time, he's not going to play, he's doing business.
He hid this matter in his heart and wanted to find an opportunity to ask Zhao Xuejiao's opinion to see if she wanted to go or not. However, the girl's mind is sometimes difficult to understand, so he feels extremely annoyed.
It's just that the two chatted along the way, Deng Yanfei found a lot of topics, and it seemed that he always felt that something was missing and didn't find a suitable opportunity. Zhao Xuejiao Bingxue was smart, and soon found out that Deng Yanfei was wrong, she didn't say it directly, but was silent, thinking about what Deng Yanfei was struggling with.
Thinking about it, there are only a few things to be busy with recently, Zhao Xuejiao's dark eyes rolled and thought of it, looked at Deng Yanfei who was driving, and asked in a casual tone, "When are you going to see Sister Qinglan?"
Deng Yanfei is a master of dark energy, and his ability to see and listen to all directions is naturally not bad, but he didn't notice the abnormality of Zhao Xuejiao's tone when he had something in his heart at the moment, or if a woman said that she was panicked, she even believed herself, he said, "Let's see how long it will be delayed here, it is estimated that we will be able to set off in a few days." ”
"Well, I haven't seen Sister Qinglan for a long time, and I don't know how she is now. Zhao Xuejiao nodded slightly.
Deng Yanfei said, "When you are done with this matter, you will go to Lingnan, and you can meet at that time." ”
Zhao Xuejiao sighed and said, "It's been so long to go home, there are still a lot of things in the store, and going to Lingnan is not a matter of one or two days, I think you can go alone, I'll take these few back to the store first." ”
"Let's go together, just as a tour, didn't you say a few years ago to find a time to have fun?" Deng Yanfei turned his head and looked at Zhao Xuejiao and persuaded him.
Zhao Xuejiao pouted, "The travel I want is to let go of everything and enjoy the mountains and rivers, not a trip with personal matters." After a pause, she continued, "So, you can go by yourself, and help me say hello to Sister Qinglan by the way." ”
The matter was settled, Deng Yanfei was thinking about tourism, and secretly decided in his heart that after all these things were done in the near future, he must take Zhao Xuejiao out for a good trip.
On the second day of coming to Changnan again, Deng Yanfei went out early in the morning, wearing a black casual sportswear, which Zhao Xuejiao bought for him, an internationally famous sports brand, which set off his slender and burly figure.
Deng Yan flew out and took an online car-hailing car and came to a pre-set location, a street corner in the city. After getting out of the car, Deng Yanfei took out his mobile phone to look at it, then walked to the side, and came to a location with a very purpose.
Looking up, a very huge advertising signboard, a few big characters walking dragon snake, Tianyuan Martial Arts Hall!
It turns out that this is a martial arts hall, not only the façade signboard is huge, but there are also as many as four façades, and the decoration is very high-grade. Deng Yanfei entered the martial arts hall for the first time, and stepped in with a little curiosity.
There was a girl at the front desk, and when she saw him come in, she quickly said welcome sweetly, and then asked him what was the matter.
At this time, it was only nine o'clock in the morning, Deng Yanfei looked at the people coming and going, and didn't know if he was early, so he asked, "Find your curator, Wei Wu." ”
The girl at the front desk looked at Deng Yanfei in surprise, the person who came was a handsome guy, very temperamental, and seemed to be a person with status, thought for a while, and asked, "Do you have an appointment with the curator?" The curator hasn't come here yet, why don't you go inside and wait for a while." ”
Deng Yanfei was quite curious about the martial arts hall, Xiao Guangming, who he met in Anxi City, and they had a martial arts hall in Fujian Province, and it seemed that Xie Qinglan and they were also engaged in the martial arts hall business. Nodding his head, he stepped inside.
There is also a door in the passage behind the front desk, and Deng Yanfei's keen hearing can hear the shouting and hitting sound coming from inside at this time, which sounds quite lively. Push the door in, and your eyes light up.
This is a very large area, roughly scanning, Deng Yanfei estimated that there were about hundreds of square meters, and this did not include the upper floor, because he saw that there were buildings leading to it.
His entry didn't attract much attention, but a member of staff came over and asked him something. Deng Yanfei said that he was looking for the curator Wei Wu, who was different from the front desk, and immediately looked at him with sharp eyes.
"What are you looking for the curator?" asked the staff member in his thirties.
Deng Yanfei could see at a glance that the other party had practiced, but there was still some distance from the martial artist, but compared to ordinary people, it was good. As for the people present, he saw a few martial artists who were barely beginners.
Seeing the subtle knowledge, from the details, we can observe and infer some of the strength of this Wei Wu, who has not yet met. As for Chen Desheng, there is no specific information on his side, because he is not a martial artist himself, and it is difficult to judge the strength of this curator.
Deng Yanfei didn't care, even if the other party was a master of dark energy, he was not afraid.
"I heard that your curator is very powerful, and I want to ask him for a word or two. Deng Yanfei smiled faintly, feeling that he had the taste of kicking a hall in a novel.
Hearing this, the man's face changed slightly, and he looked Deng Yanfei up and down a few times, but he himself was shorter than Deng Yanfei, and he was not as strong as Deng Yanfei, and seemed to feel that if he faced Deng Yanfei, he might not be an opponent, so he didn't immediately say anything to fight back, but said, "Our curator doesn't come back every day, you wait for me first, and I'll find someone in charge." ”
Deng Yanfei nodded and let him go find someone. As he walked, it was like a combination of a fitness club and a boxing club, with all kinds of equipment, and although it was only nine o'clock in the morning, there were already many people exercising here. There were also people fighting in the middle rings.
I can't stand it at a glance, although I see you coming and going in the fight, and it's in full swing, but Deng Yanfei really feels too pediatric when he sees it at this time.
"You want to talk to our curator?" a voice came from behind.
Deng Yanfei, who had already heard the sound of footsteps, turned around, and a refined man stood a meter behind him, staring at himself with his eyes, this person was one of the few martial artists that Deng Yanfei scanned the audience and found before.
"The strength is good, you are in charge, when will your curator come?"
The refining man heard that his subordinates said that someone was looking for trouble, and his heart was originally tight, he knew some of the situation, the curator had a very important matter in the recent period, which involved a lot of things, and even told him that if someone came to him for advice, he must inform him.
This time, someone came to look for trouble, he was very cautious, and wanted to test it first and then inform the curator, which one looked burly, but he knew that it was not big at a glance. However, as soon as he heard Deng Yanfei's words, he was a little angry, people who practice martial arts are already vigorous, especially people like him who have just touched Mingjin.
"The tone is not small, if you want to find a curator to learn, pass me first. The refining man sneered.
Deng Yanfei shook his head, "You people, you just don't use your brains, since I dare to find your curator, I must be stronger than the soldiers on your side, why don't you believe it?"
The thin man didn't know who else Deng Yanfei was talking about, anyway, he didn't believe it, and he was annoyed and angry by what Deng Yanfei said in a cold tone, so he stepped forward and punched him.