Chapter 160: Sect Master's Token

His pupils contracted violently, and he looked at Jiang Cheng's gaze, which was even more terrifying and surprised than when he saw Hades.

Jiang Cheng?!!

How could it be Jiang Cheng!

The big man that the uncle wants to introduce to himself, how can he be the waste son-in-law of the Xia family?

"Bang!" Cheng Zhihui's legs weakened, he fell to the ground, stared at Jiang Cheng and shook his head tremblingly, and said in a low voice: "Jiang ...... Jiang Cheng, how is it possible...... How could it be your ......"

Mr. Cheng turned his head and found Cheng Zhihui lying on the ground with a pale face.

"Hahaha, Zhihui's little nephew didn't see that Mr. Jiang Cheng's aura was too strong, so he was frightened. Fang Shiyong said with a smile.

"Zhihui, come here, this is Mr. Jiang Cheng from Kyoto. Mr. Cheng also thought that Cheng Zhihui was frightened, so he smiled and waved at Cheng Zhihui.

Cheng Zhihui has the heart to die.

His head was buzzing, he couldn't have imagined that the big man that the uncle was going to introduce to him was actually Jiang Cheng?!

He stood up with a chill behind his back, didn't dare to look directly into Jiang Cheng's eyes, pulled out a smile that was more ugly than crying, and said, "See...... I've seen Mr. Jiang Cheng......"

"You salute me?" Jiang Cheng smiled meaningfully.

"I'm afraid I can't stand it!"

The meaning of the sentence in that sentence made Mr. Cheng a little confused: "Mr. Jiang Cheng...... What does this mean?"

"What do you mean?" Jiang Cheng glanced at Cheng Zhihui coldly, and then dropped a few words that made Cheng Zhi completely dumbfounded: "Cheng Zong, you really brought out a good nephew!"

"Your good nephew asked the people from the Dicheng Martial Arts Pavilion to cut off my hands and feet!"

"Design to kidnap Xia Xi!"

"Let the underground forces besiege me with more than 300 people. ”

"Do you not know these things? Or do you knowingly ask and pretend to be stupid?"

The successive questions frightened Mr. Cheng's soul away.

He felt the darkness in front of him and almost fainted.

Relieved, he turned around and slapped Cheng Zhihui in the face, angry and scared, and didn't know what to say.

Mr. Jiang Cheng...... I don't know, I really don't know that the person this idiot is going to fight is actually you, he just said that it was a waste son-in-law, I didn't know it was you at all. ”

Mr. Cheng almost cried in fright, and kicked Cheng Zhihui several meters away: "You good-for-nothing idiot, get out of here!"

Seeing Cheng Zhihui's face collapsed and devastated, especially his face full of horror and fear, Jiang Cheng sneered disdainfully, bypassed Cheng Zhihui and turned to leave.

Behind him, several big bosses of the East City followed Jiang Cheng and headed towards the banquet hall of the Prince Hotel.

And the banquet hall at this time.

A group of policemen who received the call strode into the banquet hall, and the captain's gaze swept over the audience: "Who slandered the reputation of the Emperor Cheng Martial Arts Hall, stand up and follow me!"

I'm afraid I won't be able to get out this way!

Everyone present looked at Xia Xi gloatingly.

One after another: "It's her, not only asked someone to pretend to be the person in charge of the Dicheng Martial Arts Hall, but also imitated the dress of the Mingxia Group!"

"Yes, yes, we can testify. ”

"This kind of scourge and slut, just seduce your brother-in-law, in order to win a vain birthday party, you don't even want your own bottom line, you must arrest her!"

Xia Xi sat in the corner, watching Xia's mother and the Xia family smirk, as well as the eyes of those classmates watching the drama and mocking.

In this scene where everyone is scrambling to identify her, there is nothing she can do.

I could only wait for the cold iron cuffs to get closer and closer to me......

Getting closer......

And at this critical moment!

"Boom-"

The door of the banquet hall of the Prince Hotel was kicked open, and a familiar figure that made Xia Xi burst into tears, accompanied by a threatening voice, rumbled through the audience: "Presumptuous! Who dares to touch her without Lao Tzu's permission?!"