Three crisp slaps echoed across the empty parking lot.

Everyone watched silently, and Zhao Junyu slapped Wu Qiwei three times slowly.

Wu Qiwei's face was high and swollen, his nose and mouth were bleeding, and he was extremely embarrassed.

Before, Zhao Junyu saw a trace of unbearability in Yin Bingyue's eyes.

Knowing that his wife also takes care of the friendship of his classmates, it is not good for so many classmates to look at it.

So I didn't use my true qi, I just simply slapped him three times.

The classmates were silent, so they set up a game against Wu Qiwei and the little hooligans to retaliate against Zhao Junyu.

These three slaps are reasonable and there is nothing wrong with them.

Director Yang and the other policemen did not dare to come out on the sidelines.

Just now, the bureau leader scolded himself on the phone, and he was coming in person, which is enough to prove that this 003 number leader is enough to be a great person.

", if you're not convinced, just come to me. Zhao Junyu threw Wu Qiwei to the ground with a flick of his hand.

A group of classmates looked at the embarrassed Wu Qiwei, not only secretly sighing that the world is unpredictable.

In just a few hours, he fell from the clouds to the mud, from the stars holding the moon to the shame of everyone.

It's because he doesn't have long eyes that he provokes people who shouldn't be messed with.

The eyes of the goddess are really vicious, bind this mysterious boss early.

"What is this?" Yanjing "Alpine Flowing Water" tea room, high-end private room.

Zhao Junyu sat on a bamboo chair, holding a gilded invitation, and frowned.

Next, Tang Shanhai stood solemnly, but with a hint of uneasiness on his face.

"Senior Zhao, this hero post only came to Tang the day before yesterday, and he wants to transfer it to you by name. ”

"It is hosted by the heaven-level martial artist, the great grandmaster Li Xinghuo, and specially invites you to participate in the martial arts hero meeting. ”

Oh? I and this Li Xinghuo, plain in my life, I have never heard of this person, what did you invite me to do? Zhao Junyu was confused.

"Senior Li has been cultivating in seclusion for many years, and it is a bit strange to suddenly go out of the mountain to invite you this time. ”

Tang Shanhai said slowly.

"I learned from private sources that the sects that targeted you at the martial arts conference last time will also send people to participate in this hero meeting, I don't know if it will be then."

"You mean, you're afraid that they will deal with me?" Zhao Junyu smiled dumbly.

"Senior Zhao, although you are both a heaven-level grandmaster and a master of magic, after all, you are still young and have no sect family support, and your strength is still a little thin, I think it would be better for you not to go to this hero. Tang Shanhai glanced at Zhao Junyu and considered his tone.

Hmph, Zhao Junyu was noncommittal, but asked lightly:

"What is the situation in the Huaxia martial arts world, you can tell me. ”

"You must have guessed that the last martial arts conference of the 100,000 mountains could only be regarded as a peripheral conference of the martial arts world, for the eyes of the world. ”

"I, the host of the martial arts conference, is actually nothing at all. Tang Shanhai smiled awkwardly.

"Not to mention the masters in the Holy Domain, even there are not a few grandmasters who are still walking occasionally in the world, it's just that their whereabouts of the Divine Dragon are not seen from the beginning to the end, and it is rare for the world to see them. ”

Well, Zhao Junyu nodded.

If the high-level figures in the Huaxia martial arts world are only in the late stage of the prefecture level like Tang Shanhai and Elder Hu of the Bamboo Sword Gate, they are equivalent to the figures in the late stage of the foundation building of the monks.

Then it's a bit too ironic.

"I always feel that this time the hero will not come well. Tang Shanhai plucked up the courage to say what he thought.

So what, Zhao Junyu stood with his hands in his hands.

I want to see what the hell these people are doing!

On the tenth day of the first month, Yanjiao Fangshan!

A large Qing Dynasty mansion located at the foot of the mountain has its gate open, and the lanterns are hung high and brightly lit.

From the main house, a long red carpet passed through the compound and spread straight to a hundred meters outside the courtyard gate.

At the entrance of the mansion, two men in Mao suits with shiny eyes stood solemnly.

The gatekeepers are all at the early stage of the prefecture level?

Zhao Junyu was dressed in a casual suit, with one hand behind his back, and came slowly.

Hand in the hero post.

"Please!" the two men felt the faint coercion on the young man's body, and not only secretly frightened.

The warriors in the courtyard gathered to talk, and when they saw a young man in his early twenties, he not only saluted one after another, but also looked surprised.

Zhao Junyu's divine sense swept away, and the lowest cultivation of several martial artists in the courtyard here was the same level as Yuan Hai, the middle of the prefecture level.

Stepping into the main house, several coercive pressures are pressed in unison!

Hmph, Zhao Junyu remained silent, his body shook slightly, and suddenly the coercion from all sides disappeared and became invisible.

"This should be Zhao Xiaoyou?" At the head of the main house, an old man in Tang costume, who was over sixty years old and had a sturdy figure, slowly stood up.

He arched his hand towards Zhao Junyu.

"I am a strong Xinghuo, and my friends in the rivers and lakes gave me a face and gave me the title of Iron Courage God Fist. ”

"This hero meeting was initiated by me. ”

The old man in Tang costume, Li Xinghuo said slowly, looking directly at Zhao Junyu.

Hmph, Zhao Junyu remained silent and returned the salute.

"Master Zhao is so young, he is so majestic at the martial arts conference. A yin and yang voice sounded next to him.

I saw a middle-aged man in his early fifties, with a gloomy face, looking Zhao Junyu up and down.

"This is Xue Ao, the Great Elder of the Bamboo Sword Sect. Li Xinghuo introduced.

"This is the head of Baicaotang, Lin Zhihua. Li Xinghuo pointed to another middle-aged man in a long shirt who was staring at Zhao Junyu fiercely and introduced.

"This is Taihongmen Wutieshan. ”

"This is Fang Yong of the Qin Chuan Fang family. Li Xinghuo pointed to the other side, and the two who were also staring at Zhao Junyu gloomily introduced.

There are five or six masters here, and the worst cultivation is this Baicaotang Lin Zhihua, the late stage of the prefecture level.

The others were all heaven-level grandmasters.

"I invited Zhao Xiaoyou to come over this time, one is to get to know each other, and the other is to mediate the grievances between you. Li Xinghuo got straight to the point.

"I, the Qinchuan Fang family, have always had no quarrel with the world, and I have nothing to say about my skills against others. ”

"But Zhao Xiaoyou, is it too much to crush the limbs and bones of the Fang family's juniors, and since then he has been a waste person, and take away the token of the Martial Arts Conference?"

Fang Yong of the Fang family, the early stage grandmaster of the Heaven Level, his eyes were shining, he looked at Zhao Junyu, and said word by word.

"The cause of the incident, you know it very well, pretending to be chicken feathers here?" Zhao Junyu sneered.

"You" Fang Yong's tone was suffocated, and his face slowly flashed with murderous intent.

"I, Elder Hu of the Bamboo Sword Sect, although it is not right first, but Zhao Xiaoyou can teach a lesson, why take people's lives, and let your maid insult him, Zhao Xiaoyou, do you understand the rules of the rivers and lakes?"

"The rules of the rivers and lakes? The rules of the rivers and lakes are that you can rob it, but Lao Tzu can't fight back?" Zhao Junyu sneered.

"The Baicao Hall Lin Steward who abolished your cultivation is my own nephew, Zhao Xiaoyou, don't you give an explanation?"

Sure enough, it was a Hongmen banquet, and the one who came was not good.

"What do you want to do?" Zhao Junyu sneered.

(Po Sing Shek Academy)