"The result?"

Huang Yulong was patient and asked in a deep voice.

"Huang Shao and several sons who disappeared at the same time offended Chen Xin and a young man named Ning Chen at the banquet. ”

"At that time, Zheng Wenlong came forward to mediate, asked Huang Gongzi and several other sons to kneel down and apologize in public, and then drove them out of the banquet directly......"

"Good, good, good!"

Huang Yulong's face was gloomy, and he nodded again and again: "This is a blatant slap in the face of my Huang family!"

"This Zheng Wenlong is very good, he dared to be so arrogant not long after he became the king of martial arts!"

"Subordinates think it's ......"

The old man bowed slightly, and continued: "Zheng Wenlong should want to tie up the identity of Chen Xin's descendant, after all, Lord Chivalry appeared in Kyoto a few days ago, and now there are not a few people who want to tie up Chen Xin......"

"Okay, I'm pretty clear about that. ”

Huang Yulong nodded slightly with a gloomy face: "You go and contact several other families, saying that my Huang family ancestor will go out of the mountain and go to Qingzhou to ask for the guilt, and make an appointment with them all the way." ”

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The next day, in the early morning, there was a sound of sudden braking in front of the Qingzhou Martial Arts Association.

Zheng Wenlong was in the office, holding a copy of "Three Kingdoms" in his hand and frowning and reading.

Hurried footsteps sounded outside the door, and a member of the Qingzhou Martial Arts Association recklessly knocked on the door of Zheng Wenlong's room.

"President, it's not good, door...... ...... outside the door"

"Panic!"

Zheng Wenlong frowned and interrupted his subordinates' report: "Don't panic, a few martial kings will scare you like this, can they turn the sky upside down?"

The corners of the subordinate's mouth couldn't help but twitch.

Is the president crazy?

He didn't have much time to become a Martial King just now, and now he looked down on other Martial King powerhouses like this?

When did King Wu become a cabbage on the street?

Zheng Wenlong got up, glanced out the window lightly, and then said, "Let's go, and go out with me to have a look!"

When the words fell, Zheng Wenlong took the lead in getting up and going out.

The subordinate hurried to follow.

In fact, it was not that Zheng Wenlong looked down on the strong martial king.

His vision is no longer comparable to those ordinary martial king powerhouses, last time, in the Rose Garden Villa, Ning Chen didn't even make a move, Ye Gulou, Zi Ji, and Black Dragon fought against several great martial kings and strong people without falling behind.

The position of the Martial King powerhouse in Zheng Wenlong's heart is naturally not so important, and his own Martial King is just getting started according to Mr. Ning's words.

Therefore, Zheng Wenlong acted completely recklessly, and he didn't have any martial arts on him.

The reason why he was in a hurry to open a celebration banquet and make the Qingzhou Martial Arts Association branch a special grade was actually to allow his members to have more resources and live a better life.

As a grassroots martial artist, Zheng Wenlong takes more care of those grassroots martial artists who have no family background, which is why such a group of brothers gather around him.

Zheng Wenlong came to the door of the Qingzhou Martial Arts Association, put his hands behind his back, frowned at the group of people who were not good, and said lightly: "Several martial kings are so free, have you made an appointment to come to my Qingzhou Martial Arts Association to find trouble?"

"Zheng Wenlong, what kind of attitude do you have!"

Huang Shouye, the ancestor of the Huang family, is nearly five hundred years old, and he has almost reached the limit of Wuwang Shouyuan, but at this moment, he is still full of red light, full of anger, glaring at Zheng Wenlong angrily, and scolding in a deep voice: "Several of our descendants disappeared together in your Qingzhou territory, and there was a dispute with you Zheng Wenlong before disappearing, this matter, in public and private, should you give us an explanation!"

"Confession?"

Zheng Wenlong pursed his lips and said casually: "What do you want to explain?"

"Yu Gong, I live and work in peace and contentment in Qingzhou, and I haven't found any martial artists of unknown origin to make trouble, Yu Private, do you still think that I, the head of the martial arts association, will secretly make a move on a few gentlemen?"

"They lost themselves and it's my business? If you are in a hurry now, you should also go to find your own descendants, what does it mean to come to my Qingzhou Martial Arts Association?"

"The donkey's lips are not on the horse's mouth, it's just vexatious!"

Zheng Wenlong's words made the faces of several martial king powerhouses on the other side extremely ugly.

Huang Shouye's face was also gloomy, and at this moment, Huang Yulong suddenly stepped forward and whispered a few words in Huang Shouye's ear.

Huang Shouye's face changed instantly: "You...... What you say is true?"

"Yes, Ancestor, how dare I lie to you......"

Huang Yulong hurriedly bowed his head and replied respectfully.

"Ziming!"

Huang Shouye looked up to the sky and roared, and the momentum of the Martial King exploded instantly, and the people around him were in a fog.

The rest of the Martial King powerhouses all cast suspicious glances at Huang Shouye, as for Huang Yulong and other people who failed to reach the realm of Martial King, their faces were already pale, and they retreated again and again, and they all withdrew from the positions beside several people.

"Huang Lao, what happened, you should explain it!"

The ancestor of the Ren family, Ren Changqing's beard and hair were all white, he frowned at the moment, and asked.

"Just now, the death of my Huang family's dying house slave Ziming and the descendants of your families came up, according to his report, the person who did it was a man in a night suit, and I didn't know anything else!"

"Could it be that the young man who had a quarrel with Ziming and them at the banquet, what's his name?"

"Ning Chen!"

"That's right, it's Ning Chen!"

A few old men, you say a word to me.

A few descendants of various families with ugly faces on the side were also hit hard when they heard the news at this moment.

Among the ancestors, I am afraid that only Huang Shouye is angry, after all, Huang Ziming is not only his descendant, but also his personal disciple, and he is expected to inherit his mantle within a hundred years and break through the young handsome man of the Martial King!

It was also Huang Shouye's only hope before he ran out of oil and dried up, and now he died in Qingzhou!

"Ancestors, that Ning Chen has an ambiguous relationship with the Qingzhou Martial Arts Association, and Zheng Wenlong can't get out of this matter!"

"Yes, Ancestors, Zheng Wenlong is absolutely inseparable from this matter!"

Some people on the side spoke out one after another at this moment, and their faces were indignant.

Huang Shouye's face was gloomy, he nodded slightly, looked at Zheng Wenlong, snorted coldly, and said in a deep voice: "Wenlong, lead the way, take us to meet your little friend, Ning Chen, how about it?"

Zheng Wenlong's brows furrowed deeply, there were a total of five martial kings in front of him, all of whom had been famous for a long time in the rivers and lakes.

If he does it, he doesn't have any chance of winning, behind him is the Qingzhou Martial Arts Association, now leave the brothers and run away, even if he knows that a few people don't dare to do too much to the Martial Arts Association, but in the future, he will probably have no face as the president.

After hesitating, Zheng Wenlong still called Ning Chen.

As a result, the phone was turned off and no one answered.

Zheng Wenlong was secretly anxious in his heart, and his face had become extremely ugly when he put down the phone.

"What? can't get through, does it?"

Huang Shouye smiled coldly, stared at Zheng Wenlong with his backhand, and gradually became convinced in his heart that eighty percent of this matter was done by that Ning Chen, and now he has avoided the limelight: "If you can't find Ning Chen, you, the Qingzhou Martial Arts Association, and all the relatives and friends around Ning Chen, will pay the price for this matter!"