"Hello, Sister Tianxiang!"

I was not surprised to see Han Tianxiang here.

The people who are mixed here are all rich second generations. As Han Tianxiang, it's normal to come here.

"What are you doing standing here, let's go in together!" Han Tianxiang came over and grabbed my arm, and was about to go inside.

"Tianxiang, how good it would be for me to pick you up!" Lin Jiadong hurriedly put on a smiling face and greeted Han Tianxiang.

"Thank you, I'll just come by myself!"

Han Tianxiang kept smiling and greeted Lin Jiadong very politely, compared with the cordiality of holding my arm, the sense of distance was very obvious.

When Lin Jiadong saw Han Tianxiang pulling me, his face turned pale, and he couldn't wait to eat me on the spot.

At this time, the waiter was a little confused, and the pestle in front didn't know whether to get out of the way.

"What's going on?"

Han Tianxiang found the clue and asked the service staff.

"Miss Han, this gentleman doesn't have a membership card, so-" The waiter said with some embarrassment.

Han Tianxiang frowned, "Isn't it a member customer who can bring his own friend in, he is my friend!" ”

"Yes, yes!" The waiter quickly apologized and let me in.

"Tianxiang, this kid is a papermaker, if you are with him, won't you lose your identity!"

Seeing Han Tianxiang take me in, Lin Jiadong was full of jealousy, deliberately raised his voice, and said loudly.

Originally, everyone was talking in a low voice in this clubhouse, but Lin Jiadong suddenly spoke loudly, which immediately attracted the attention of many people.

Some men and women gathered around, greeted Lin Jiadong and Han Tianxiang one after another, and at the same time put their curious eyes on me.

"What Jia Dong said is right, what is the identity of this kid, he can actually enter and leave the Zunlong Club, when did the threshold of the Zunlong Club become so low!"

"If this kind of person can also enter here, where do you put us members?"

Another voice appeared, and Zhou Weishi's familiar figure appeared.

Zhou Weishi, who was vomited blood by me last time, was obviously full of jealousy towards me, and his eyes looking at me were extremely vicious, and there was a trace of fear.

"Hey, isn't this Zhou Weishi's son? I heard that you are suffering from a contagious disease and vomiting blood, but you dare to come to a crowded place, is this to infect others? ”

I looked at Zhou Weishi with a smile, I have never been polite to people who don't have a long memory.

Zhou Weishi's hospitalization for vomiting blood can be said to be well known in the circle of this group of rich people. It's just that not many people know the specific reason for hospitalization.

At this moment, I was told that it was a contagious disease, which immediately caused a sensation among the crowd.

The person standing next to Zhou Weishi opened the distance in an uproar, leaving Zhou Weishi standing there alone in embarrassment.

Zhou Weishi was furious, glared at me, and said fiercely: "Ma Sanpao, don't think that I don't know that you did it last time, do you dare to yin me!" ”

"Weishi, is this the person you said about assassinating you last time?"

At this time, another young man walked over, this person was not tall, but his aura was very sufficient, feminine and cold, and many people present were a little afraid of him, and they were all greeting him.

Seeing this person, Han Tianxiang's face also became very ugly, and he whispered in my ear.

This person's name is Zhou Weibang, the core son of the Zhou family, one of the heirs of the Zhou family, in terms of status, ability, and wrist, he is not known how many times stronger than Zhou Weishi.

"Yes, Third Brother!"

Zhou Weishi also seemed to be a little afraid of Zhou Weibang, and when he saw him coming, he immediately replied respectfully.

Zhou Weibang walked straight in front of me and looked at me expressionlessly.

"At such a young age, you are so vicious, aren't you afraid of retribution!"

"Retribution, that Mr. Zhou Weishi, hasn't he already been retributed!" I sneered dismissively.

"Boy, arrogance requires corresponding strength, I advise you to learn to be humble and low-key!"

"People are too rampant, and there is a good chance that they will have a short life!" Zhou Weibang's face was indifferent, but the threat in his words could be heard by anyone.

While he was talking, just like the last time I photographed Zhou Weishi, this week Weibang actually wanted to reach out and pat me on the shoulder.

Do you give back to others in their way?

The most taboo thing for Fajiao disciples is to be hooked on the shoulders by others, and many times they will be tricked without paying attention, precisely because of these small actions.

This week, Wei Bang knew that I had attacked Zhou Weishi before, and he dared to take the initiative to shoot me, there must be some means.

I took a half-step back, leaning my shoulders away from his palm. With the help of this opportunity, I also saw the special in Zhou Weibang's hands clearly.

A pair of hands is slender and white, but I am afraid that many women may not be able to have such hands, and on the back of this delicate hand, there is a faint silver thread.

"Iron Sand Palm!"

As soon as my eyes opened, I immediately stepped back, keeping my guard on my toes.

I didn't expect this rich boy to practice such a ruthless and cruel kung fu.

When it comes to iron sand palms, many people may not understand it, thinking that it is what is shown on TV. Exercise thrusting your hands in a casserole, because of the long friction, your hands will be extremely rough, calloused and extremely hard.

In fact, this is not the case with real iron sand palms!

The real iron sand palm, although it is indispensable to practice hard, although the degree of pain is a lot, but because there are special Chinese medicine secret recipes and cultivation methods.

Therefore, the hands will not be very rough, but will be white and shiny, just like the hands of Wei Bang in front of him.

The hands are as white and tender as jade, but in fact, the degree of danger is not much worse than five hundred dollars.

The hands become beautiful because of the secret recipe of Chinese medicine.

However, in the process of actual cultivation, the hands would be worn out by the iron sand countless times, and the skin and flesh would be eroded and bleeding. Because only in this way can the essence of rust enter the hands.

After cultivating, they will soak in potions, and after healing the injuries on their hands, they will cultivate again.

Over time, the rust essence will slowly accumulate on the top of the hands, that is, the silver thread seen on the back of the hand.

Therefore, the real secret iron sand palm, also known as the jade hand silver line iron sand palm, this is the embodiment of the real arrival of the iron sand palm.

When you really fight the enemy, you can release this rust essence to hurt people. Once a normal person is hit, he is basically useless.

If it's an arm or leg, it's fine, but once it's hit in the internal organs, or the head and other vital parts, it's basically equivalent to a death sentence.

This is a typical kung fu that is ruthless to others and to oneself, without this ruthlessness and persistence, it is impossible to practice at all.

A rich child like Xiang Zhou Weibang has an extremely privileged life, but he has such a ruthless kung fu, which really surprises me.

Moreover, silver lines have appeared on the back of his hands, indicating that he has cultivated iron sand palms and has entered the room.