In the hall of hundreds of square meters, there are more than a dozen large food trucks, whether it is Chinese food, Western food, pastries and desserts, everything on the dining car.

The chefs invited to this kind of party are all special state banquet chefs, and the food they make is naturally very delicious, but the people present are all upper-class figures with heads and faces, and no one will come here to eat.

However, there are exceptions, when a young, grim-looking young man sits in front of the dining car eating and drinking, and his gobbling posture looks like he hasn't eaten for three days.

"Am I here by virtue of this being a homeless man from New York?"

"The security guard at the gate was obviously negligent in his duties, and he really deserved to be fired for letting this kind of person in. ”

"In the company of this kind of person, it is really a price drop and lowers the level of the banquet. ”

"That set of Ahnyima on this guy must be a high-imitation. ”

All kinds of complaints are endless, but Fang Chunliang is deaf, here Australian lobster, all kinds of mountain and sea delicacies are piled up.

But fortunately, these people may have very noble identities, most of them are whispering, and no one will really stand up and accuse Fang Chunliang of being like a homeless starving ghost.

"This lobster is so delicious, and this scallop is good. ”

These days, Fang Chunliang has been eating very lightly, and a bird fades out of his mouth, and he naturally can't be idle when he encounters a bunch of delicacies.

And Ren Xue'er, who was beside Fang Chunliang, noticed those disdainful gazes, and unconsciously shrank back a few steps, as if she wanted to draw a line with the other party.

"Don't you come to eat something, you can't eat it in China, it's about to catch up with the level of the state banquet, don't eat for nothing, you don't have this store in this village." Fang Chunliang gnawed on a secret chicken claw, and said to Ren Xue'er with his hands dancing.

Ren Xue'er shook her head again and again, "No, I'm not hungry." But his face was embarrassed to death.

Fang Chunliang saw that Ren Xue'er didn't eat, so he didn't talk nonsense, and continued to bow his head and eat.

Drinking half a bottle of red wine in one gulp, Fang Chunliang picked up the paper towel on the dining car and wiped his mouth, he was full of wine and food, he was in a very good mood, he came to eat a state banquet for free, anyone would be in a good mood.

"Who am I to eat the sea like a starving ghost, and throw myself into the face of the upper class? At this moment, a discordant voice sounded in Fang Chunliang's ears.

Fang Chunliang turned his head to look and saw a middle-aged man wearing a windbreaker with a classical split head, walking steadily with a dragon's head cane.

This old man's steps are not only steady, but also tiger-like, silent, obviously not inflexible legs and feet, and it is not difficult to guess from this that this crutch is probably this person's weapon. And there was a man in a suit and leather shoes next to him, and the two of them walked over together, and it was the young man in a suit and leather shoes who was talking to him.

The man in the trench coat who looked only in his fifties, Fang Chunliang didn't know him, but the man in the suit and leather shoes who was very gentlemanly was none other than George, who was the king of the mountain, and seeing that the man in the trench coat was faintly similar to George's eyebrows, it was not difficult for Fang Chunliang to guess that this should be George's father, old George, the famous big man in the rice **** world.

"Admiral George, I didn't expect you to come too. ”

"Admiral George hasn't been to this kind of gathering in a few years, it's a rarity. ”

The audience's words also confirmed Fang Chunliang's guess that the man in a windbreaker and crutches was old George.

Fang Chunliang and George are mortal enemies, the enemy is very red when they meet, he glanced at each other, picked up a toothpick on the dining car, and said coldly, "Who should I be, it turns out that my subordinates are defeated." ”

"You ......" George was a little speechless, wanting to defend, but he couldn't, he was indeed Fang Chunliang's defeated general, this was not justified at all.

"What are you? You are a loser, you still dare to show off your strength in front of me? If you didn't run fast last time, you thought you would still have the life to come here and dance with me?" Fang Chunliang said lightly.

"Surnamed Fang, don't be too arrogant. George was angry with Fang Chunliang with a few words, his eyes were red, as if he wanted to kill someone, but he was not stupid enough to really do it with Fang Chunliang, his little strength, he was still very self-aware, he could deal with ordinary people, but against Fang Chunliang, the king of soldiers, that is, eggs touching stones, and no one could stop him from looking for death.

"I'm arrogant by nature, what can you do with me, haha. Fang Chunliang laughed heartily.

Fang Chunliang's arrogance still aroused the curiosity of many people present, and many people asked one after another, "Who is this man who dares to be arrogant with George and his son? ”

However, most people shook their heads and said that they didn't know, and these powerful people had to continue to watch the play silently.

"Young man, you do have arrogant capital, I admit this, but arrogance depends on the place, this is the land of the American Republic, not your motherland China, let alone Europe, you have to distinguish clearly, see the situation clearly. Old George saw that his son was deflated by Fang Chunliang's hands one after another, and he couldn't help but speak.

Jiang is still old and spicy, old George's words are still very level, not humble or silent, but very imposing, and he also faintly links himself to the country, as if Fang Chunliang is against their old George, that is, against the United States.

"Old man, you may not know me, I am arrogant and never look at places, even in hell, I dare to be arrogant, let alone here. Fang Chunliang shot back.

"Father, this surnamed Fang is too arrogant, you have to help me teach him a lesson. George whispered.

Old George didn't agree or decide, he looked up at Fang Chunliang and said, "Young man, you can't talk too much, I'm afraid you won't be allowed to go wild here." ”

Fang Chunliang's eyes were very tricky, and through the confrontation with Old George, he also had a general understanding of the other party.

This old George is different from George, George is a scheming and courageous person, and this old George is brave and strategic, don't look at this old man is probably over sixty years old now, but his steps are brisk, standing there gives people as tall as a pine tree, and faintly gives people a momentum like a mountain.

This old George's strength is not simple, it is not easy to have this strength at such an age, you know, a person's strength will gradually decline with age, this is a natural law, no one can violate it. This old man is so old, and he can still maintain such momentum and strength, which shows that when the other party is young and at the peak, his strength is probably terrifying.

Of course, Fang Chunliang, as the king of soldiers, knows very well that the United States, as the world's number one power, occupies a leading position in both the economy and science and technology, and there are actually many masters in the United States, and the headquarters of the world's largest gangster mafia is now dominated by the United States, and the United States is said to have some rare abilities.

Fang Chunliang has been more skilled recently, in the mountain village, at the beginning, the dark crow can fight with him, and later after his strength recovers, the dark crow is no longer good, and the other members of the broken army, one-on-one, are ravaged without suspense, and only three or four can barely compete with Fang Chunliang.

This old George gave Fang Chunliang the feeling that he should be stronger than the dark crow, and he was a good opponent, Fang Chunliang had not met any local masters here since he came to the rice country, so as a soldier king who fought in the Quartet and was uncomfortable if he didn't fight for three days, Fang Chunliang still wanted to compete with the general of this rice country.

Of course, the identity of the other party is there after all, Fang Chunliang will not be stupid and directly attack the other party without saying a word, leaving people with a tongue.

"Don't allow me to be wild, old man, what you said is good, look at your appearance and practice, so let's have a discussion, see the real chapter under your hands, don't grind your mouth here like a girl. Fang Chunliang said with a smile.

Old George frowned, his expression was a little hesitant, as the general of the United States, he has the right to know the details of Fang Chunliang, according to the strength level of the United States, sss, ss, s, a, b, c, d, the king of soldiers Fang Chunliang can reach the S or even SS level.

In the information that the United States has mastered, looking at the world, the strength can be classified as S-level, including S-level, there are only dozens, and the strength can faintly reach the Ss level, there are only a dozen, these people are all ten thousand enemies, and one person is worth a force.

Although old George is very conceited and confident in his own strength, he is also very weak in his heart for the number one invincible soldier king recognized in the world, when he is young, his strength is recognized as S-level, but now that he is older, I am afraid that he only has A.

Old George knew that he was invincible, so he naturally refused to fight, otherwise if he lost, where would his face go?

"Young man, this kind of occasion is not suitable for fighting and killing, and I haven't done anything with anyone for a long time, and I don't want to make a move today. Old George said in a high-sounding voice. In fact, no one present was a fool, and everyone knew that it was old George who backed down.

"Double Flower Red Stick?" Fang Chunliang took a closer look at the cane in Old George's hand, and there were indeed two flowers printed on it.

Old George lived in Hong Kong in his early years, at that time, the generation of Guangdong and Hong Kong were very martial, almost everyone in the male world could practice martial arts, and old George's skills were also learned from the master over there, but he did not worship in the formal martial arts hall, but joined the gang, and finally mixed into the position of the double flower red stick.

The double-flower red stick represents the most capable existence of the gang, and those who can get this title are generally at the **** god-killing level.

Later, the elder George returned to China to join the army, and in order to commemorate the days of fighting on the road, he specially found someone to carve two flowers on his crutch as a commemoration.

"I haven't done it for a long time, but it happened to be an event, and it also taught me how strong the person who can get the title of double flower red stick is. Fang Chunliang clenched his fists as he spoke, and a crisp sound of bones suddenly sounded in the hall. To find this site, please search for "6 Mao" or enter the URL:.