Chapter Seventy-Two: Say Okay First, You Are Not Allowed to Touch Porcelain (Fifth Update)
Hearing Liu Meng's answer, he was stunned.
When did this kid become so knowledgeable, did he know what news he was afraid of?
But why do you want to come when you're scared?
Feng Shichong held the wine glass, but he didn't know how to continue.
His expectation was that Liu Meng didn't know how to lift and get angry on the spot, and then he naturally called out the master of the inner family to teach Liu Meng a lesson.
But what now?
Liu Meng wanted this effect, Feng Shichong thought he knew him, and wanted to use a trick to retreat to let everyone think that he didn't know how to lift, so he Feng Shichong did it.
But Liu Meng also retreated, how could he enter?
"That's good, we can also become partners in the future, and we can do this together."
Feng Shichong picked up the wine glass and drank it all.
Liu Meng was slightly surprised, and also drank the wine in the cup.
"Okay, everyone will be partners in the future, how about the previous holidays be written off?" Feng Shichong's eyes were cloudy, and he said loudly.
"Okay, let's get rich together." Liu Meng laughed.
Feng Shichong glanced at the master of the inner family behind him, and the old man nodded at him.
"Everyone, I would like to introduce you to a noble person, this is Mr. Chu San who I invited from the provincial capital, Mr. Chu San is a martial artist, I just have time today, how about letting him perform for us?" A cold light flashed in Feng Shichong's eyes, he didn't have only one way.
When everyone heard this, they were all curious, people in martial arts, for such a small county town, it was definitely a master among masters.
Everyone looked at Mr. Chu San, a man in the martial arts.
Eagle hook nose, chicken thief eyes, there is no expression on the old face, but it makes people feel cold.
Mr. Chu San took a step forward and said, "The contemptible surname is Chu, the third in line, and they generally call me Mr. Chu San." ”
"Hello Mr. Chu San, Mr. Chu San is really a master."
Someone from afar began to compliment.
Chu San's eyes swept over the crowd and said with a smile: "People in the martial arts are not good at performing, but everyone can take a look if they want to, because there is another master here who can fight with me and let everyone watch." ”
"Hey, who's there, and a master?"
"I know, Mr. Chu San should be Mr. Feng's right-hand man, Xu Shan, right?" Someone's eyes fell on Xu Shan.
But Xu Shan knew that Mr. Chu was talking about Liu Meng.
"You don't have to guess, this person is this Mr. Liu, he is a master." Chu San stretched out his hand and pointed at Liu Meng, and a momentum also locked on.
Liu Meng was slightly stunned, and found that a momentum locked him, it seems that this is the so-called strength.
This old man is indeed a master.
"Is it him, he's a master?" Someone wondered.
"Hey, I see, today's thing was designed by Mr. Feng in advance, this kid is finished." Someone has already guessed it.
"No wonder, last time in Zuiyun Building, this kid didn't give Mr. Feng face, this bureau was set up by Mr. Feng, the purpose is to teach this kid who doesn't know how to lift a lesson."
"Everything before, it was just Mr. Feng acting, and the ultimate goal was to deal with this kid."
Everyone showed the same eyes.
No wonder, in this county, there is really no one who can offend Mr. Feng unharmed.
Liu Meng shook his head, this Feng Shichong spared such a big circle, just to find a reason to do it to himself.
"Boy, do you dare to fight me, performative?" Mr. Chu San, an old man with a hooked nose, shouted at Liu Meng.
Liu Meng smiled and said, "Don't dare." ”
"Hahaha, don't you dare, then what kind of martial arts are you." Mr. Chu San shouted in a low voice.
Li Yu walked over and said, "Liu Meng, don't you have two strokes, try it, this old man looks weak at first glance, what are you afraid of him doing?" ”
"Liu Meng, don't." Lin Anruo next to her grabbed Liu Meng, she was very worried, but fortunately Liu Meng didn't have a fever.
Feng Shichong also stepped forward and said, "Mr. Liu, it's just a performance, and it's not life-threatening, it's okay, I heard Xu Shan say that you are also a master, if a master doesn't even have this guts, it will affect his mood." ”
"You know the state of mind? Not bad. Liu Meng smiled.
Everyone sighed, this person is also a gutsless person, it's all like this, he actually said he didn't dare directly, and he was also laughing.
Feng Shichong was anxious: "Boy, are you really shameless?" ”
Liu Meng smiled: "I'm not like you, I have no identity and no status, what face do I want, besides, I'm a little afraid of beating him to death, what should I do?" ”
After Chu San heard this, his face suddenly became gloomy, and he said angrily: "Boy, you listen to me, I, Chu San, am also the number one person in the provincial capital, and the master of the Dongcheng generation of swords, 'Chen Xiaojun', was seriously injured by my three palms, and now they are still lying in bed."
"The master of the Beihu family 'Hu Sannian' was shattered by my five palms and broke five ribs, and now he is only worthy of serving tea and pouring water in front of me?"
"Tianzewan 'Wu Songqi' was shocked by me and broke his calf bone, and now where I am, he consciously retreats."
"I, Chu San, have been in the provincial capital for more than 20 years, and I have only been defeated three times, what are you?" Mr. Chu San was furious, this kid was really looking for death.
Everyone listened to the achievements of each piece, and they all admired Youjia, worthy of Mr. Chu San, the master of the house.
Liu Meng smiled and said, "I don't know any of them, but you old man is too old, if you look for me to fight, if you touch you, you will fall to the ground and can't get up, you touch porcelain exclusively, how can I fight with you." ”
"You...... Huangkou Xiaoer, don't insult me, you give me the courage to come, I Chu San will definitely beat you to the ground and call grandpa, otherwise I will kill myself on the spot, you come. ”
The old guy blew his beard angrily and glared, looking like he was going to kill Liu Meng alive, which also blamed Liu Meng for speaking too badly.
Liu Meng stood up with a smile, rubbed his hands, and said, "Okay, let's say first that you are not allowed to touch porcelain, there are many old people like you who touch porcelain, so many people testify to me." ”
"Ah, I'm so angry with the old man, you yellow-mouthed child."
The old guy rushed towards Liu like crazy.
Everyone looks like they are watching a play, this kid looks like a scoundrel at first glance, where is there a half-point master.
Bang!
The old man slapped Liu Meng on the shoulder.
Liu Meng sighed, only to feel a wave of energy transmitted into his body, but it was quickly unloaded without affecting him in the slightest.
"Old fellow, are you really a master?" Liu Meng looked at him with a smile.
"Boy, don't be rampant."
The old man slapped Liu Meng on the shoulder again.
Liu Meng still didn't move, and people who watched thought the old man was juggling.
"Mr. Liu won't hire a liar, he blew so hard just now, why doesn't he look like a master at all now?"
"Hanging, I think this old guy is also like a liar."
Many people looked puzzled, only to see the old guy constantly patting Liu Meng, but Liu Meng didn't move.
Liu Meng glanced at the old guy and said, "Are you tired, then I'll try?" ”
As he spoke, he directly smashed his fist into the old man's chest......
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