Xie Yun'an's gaze was also attracted by the Bentley like everyone else, and when he saw Song Xuan walking out of the car, the corners of his lips couldn't help but show a sneer.

Although there were many people at the scene, Song Xuan was the first to find Xie Yunan in the crowd, he pursed his lips disdainfully, his eyes showed a look of disdain, and then he walked over to Xie Yunan.

Xie Yunan was still standing there, looking at Song Xuan with a smile.

Qian Guisheng and Cao Shusheng, who originally wanted to say hello in the past, did not rush forward, they both knew the identity and status of these two people, and now they must have been bored in the past.

Song Xuan stretched out his hand when he was about two meters away from Xie Yun'an, and laughed: "Isn't this Lao Xie?" Unexpectedly, you're not dead yet! ”

When Xie Zhongliang heard him say this, his eyes immediately showed an awe-inspiring murderous aura, but Xie Yunan's expression did not change in the slightest, he smiled lightly, obviously much gentler than Song Xuan, stretched out his thin right hand and shook it with Song Xuan: "Brother Song, I haven't seen you for so long, you are still so immoral when you speak!" ”

Song Xuan laughed: "No way, I've always been like this, you're not the only one who says this about me, many people are scolding me for lacking virtue behind my back, saying that I have no asshole when I give birth to a son, damn!" But no one dares to say it to my face, I have three sons, and each son is good, do you think my life is too good? ”

Xie Yunan said: "Good people don't live long, and disasters live for thousands of years, not because your life is good, it's because you're bad enough!" ”

Song Xuan's laughter became more and more rampant, he suddenly put away his laughter and looked at the gray Passat: "When it comes to bad, I can't compare to you, Lao Xie, with your identity, how did you drive such a broken car out?" Aren't you ashamed? ”

Xie Yunan said: "I'm just a poor proletarian, how can I compare with you, a billionaire." ”

Song Xuan pretended to hug Xie Yunan's shoulders enthusiastically and said, "Others don't know you, how can I not know you?" Your Lao Xie is definitely the master who makes a lot of money in a muffled voice, this hand is money when he stretches out, and it is full of profits when he gets it back. He was obviously insinuating Xie Yunan's identity as a thief.

Xie Yun'an's self-cultivation is very good, although he is quite unhappy when he hears Song Xuan's words, his face is still unwavering. Xie Zhongliang behind him was already so angry that his face turned pale, if it weren't for today's occasion, he would have challenged Song Xuan a long time ago, Song Xuan is one of the four elders of the important gate, and he is also the first fierce general under the beggar gang leader Zhuang Poor, who has a respected position within the important gate, and is usually responsible for taking care of the daily affairs of the Pure Clothes Sect.

Although Song Xuan's fame is very great, but Xie Yunan is not an ordinary person, he is the helmsman of the door thief knife club Yun'an, he has a very high reputation in the door, the knife will originate in Yun'an, Xie Yunan and the knife will carry the handle Li Xidao is a brother, and at the same time Li Xidao's savior, and his influence within the knife club is undoubted.

These old generations of people in the rivers and lakes, many of their stories are familiar, but the story alone may not be able to convince the younger generations, Xie Zhongliang is the best of the new generation that will emerge from the knife club, in his subconscious, he has taken surpassing his ancestors as his goal, he admires his uncle Xie Yunan, Song Xuan was full of disrespect from the beginning, which has made Xie Zhongliang feel angry, he stared at Song Que coldly, and in his heart he has already raised the heart to challenge him.

When Xie Zhongliang's cold gaze stared at Song Xuan's back, Song Xuan suddenly turned his face without warning, looking at Xie Zhongliang with a resentful face, Song Xuan smiled and said, "Old Xie, who is this stupid child?" ”

Xie Zhongliang's face is Teng! The ground turned red, his lips pursed together, and a hand fell on his waist.

Xie Yunan was keenly aware of the murderous aura that burst out of his nephew's body in an instant, he laughed, and very skillfully blocked Xie Zhongliang's body, separating him from Song Xuan, and said with a smile: "My nephew Xie Zhongliang." ”

Song Xuan nodded and said with a smile: "It looks a little ruthless, don't say it, it's really a bit like you, Lao Xie, you weren't born with your sister-in-law, right?" ”

Is it tolerable or unbearable, Xie Zhongliang roared angrily: "Fart! ”

The scene was quiet, and Xie Yun sighed secretly in peace of mind, this kid was still too impetuous after all, and he couldn't suppress the anger in his heart, but today this Song Xuan was also a little deceitful.

Xie Yunan's backhand was a slap, this slap was extremely crisp, and Xie Zhongliang was stunned, he really couldn't figure it out, he was obviously upset for his uncle, but why did his uncle beat himself?

Xie Yunan snorted coldly: "Get out of the way, I'll talk to your Uncle Song, how can you intervene?" "He slapped this very skillfully, although the movement was very loud, but the force of the fall was not heavy.

Xie Zhongliang covered half of his face, and he was ashamed and angry in his heart, of course, his anger was not directed at his uncle, his uncle had the grace to nurture him, without his uncle, he would not be where he is today, he hated Song Xuan. In his opinion, if it weren't for Song Xuan, he would never have been able to bear this slap.

After Xie Yunan slapped his nephew, he said to Song Xuan with a smile: "Brother Song, young people are not sensible, you must not be like him." ”

Song Xuan laughed and said: "Lao Xie, you are underestimating my mind, this kid is good, he has a good character, listen to me scold him for being stupid, I'm angry, haha, this stupid kid, I'm playing with him!" ”

Xie Yunan laughed, the two walked side by side to the banquet hall, Qian Guisheng and Cao Shusheng hurriedly came over to greet each other, they were not particularly familiar with Song Xuan, but Xie Yunan and the banquet hall had an extremely close relationship, the southeast kitchen god Miao and Xie Yunan intersected with each other at will, and before he died, he handed over the cloud cutting knife that had accompanied him for most of his life to Xie Yun'an, and asked him to keep it on his behalf, and when the time was ripe in the future, he would hand over this cloud cutting knife to his heirs. Xie Yunan came here today, firstly, to fulfill the last wish of his old friend, and also to serve as today's food referee.

Xie Yunan didn't expect Song Xuan to come, and in his impression, there was nothing to do with Miao Xuan and the important door.

They came to the backyard of the banquet hall under the guidance of Qian Guisheng, although the courtyard is not big, but it is better to be fresh and elegant, there is a hundred-year-old high acacia tree planted in the courtyard, the green shade is turned, the eyes are cool, the clay flower pots of countless nan wood frames in the corridor are planted, jasmine, evening primrose, gardenia, passionflower, dozens of kinds, the flower shape is different, the fragrance is strong, and the Chinese people want to be drunk.

Qi Cuiting, the widow of Miao Random, the Southeast Kitchen God, stood in front of the door to greet her, and Miao Random's eldest disciple Shen Wantang and fifth disciple Mao Guoyuan all served by her side. Xie Yunan said respectfully from afar: "Sister-in-law! Hurry up and sit in the house, it's so hot outside, don't get hot. ”

Qi Cuiting smiled and said, "I am really touched that Mr. Xie can take time out of his busy schedule to come to the Humble House. Her eyes fell on Song Xuan's body, as Xie Yunan expected, Qi Cuiting was quite unfamiliar with Song Xuan, in fact, she had never seen Song Xuan.

Song Xuan smiled and took out a letter and said: "Mrs. Miao, I came here on the order of Old Man Zhuang, the old man has been feeling a little unwell recently, so he stayed at home to recuperate, my name is Song Xuan, I am the plenipotentiary representative of Old Man Zhuang, and this letter is a handwritten letter from his old man to you." The old man Zhuang in his mouth is the leader of the important gate, and now the beggar gang leader Zhuang is poor. In addition to this identity, Zhuang Qiang also has the title of the great master of the culinary world, and the culinary world respectfully calls him a heavenly glutton, and his status is extremely respectful.

The speaker is unintentional, the listener is intentional, Xie Yunan also just learned that Miao had a relationship with the beggar gang leader Zhuang Qian, no wonder Song Xuan would show up in the banquet hall. To say that Zhuang Qian is indeed a famous gourmet, but what does Song Xuan know? If today is to judge the level of martial arts, he may have some qualifications, but food? This guy is a layman, is he here to judge or to make trouble?

Chapter 49 After the mobile client can not read the reader, please note that because of the change of the volume name, I ran the frontispiece a few days ago, you can delete the book and re-download it or go to the frontispiece to read, sorry for the inconvenience! I hope you can go to the Sanjiang Channel to get a free Sanjiang ticket and vote for the food!