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The coffee table carved from the old tree roots, the stool carved from the old tree roots, and the transparent glass teapot, the golden tea leaves stretch and float, overflowing with bursts of intoxicating tea fragrance.

Zhang Quyi walked straight to the coffee table and sat down, looking at Hao Long opposite with a complacent expression. I have to say that this Hao Long has a good skin, sword eyebrows, red lips and white teeth, and a tall figure, and he seems to have the strength of the middle stage of dark energy.

Looking at it with the method of physiognomy, the three courts of this son are well-proportioned, the heavenly court is full, the earth pavilion is round, and the mountain roots are abundant, which was originally a noble appearance, but unfortunately Zhongyue (nose) is slightly lower, so that the whole face is greatly discounted. People with this kind of face will either have been smooth sailing and enjoy a prosperous life, but if the fortune is reversed, it will inevitably take a sharp turn and end miserably.

The thin man sat down as soon as he saw Zhang Qu come in, and now he was still looking at his young master for a long time, looking like he was judgmental, and couldn't help but snort coldly in displeasure.

Hao Long waved his hand to stop Uncle You, who wanted to have a seizure, poured two cups of tea, put one of them in front of Zhang Quyi, and said with a smile: "This is Jin Junmei, try it!"

Zhang Qu picked up the teacup and took a sip, nodded and said, "Not bad!"

Uncle You sneered: "It's just good, I'm afraid I've never drunk such a superb tea in my life!"

Zhang Quyi showed a hint of ridicule on his face, saying that in the spirit world, any kind of spiritual tea brought to the earth, I am afraid that it can be called the top tea, but he disdains to argue with a subordinate.

Hao Long saw that Zhang Quyi actually showed ridicule on his face, and only thought that the other party didn't know the preciousness of Jin Junmei at all, so he took a sip of the teacup and said casually: "The production of Jin Junmei is completed by hand throughout the whole process, tens of thousands of buds are tipped, and after a complicated process, it is made into a pound of dry tea."

The tea soup of Jin Jun Mei is golden and sweet. The tea aroma is delicate, clear and long-lasting. The tea leaves are brewed twelve times in a row, and the taste is still full and sweet. It is recognized as the nobility of tea, and this cup of tea in your hand is worth hundreds of yuan to drink. ”

Zhang Quyi was slightly surprised, he didn't expect this thing to be so ridiculously expensive, if he got a few hundred catties of spiritual tea from the spirit world, wouldn't he make a lot of money?

A hint of pride flashed in Hao Long's eyes, and he said meaningfully: "I like to drink Jin Junmei, because it is more suitable for identity." Whether you are a person or a person, it is important to be attached to the identity. It's like being a monkey, but you have to wear clothes and hats. That's just a monkey crown, and it's just a joke. Zhang Quyi, don't you say?"

Zhang Qu smiled and said: "Long Shao's words are not right, Ming Taizu Zhu Chongba is just a cattle herding baby, if he has always only done things that are in line with his identity, and obediently herded cattle for the landlord all his life, the dragon chair on the Jinluan Palace will not be his business." ”

Hao Long's face sank instantly!

Uncle You sneered: "Phew, what are you, you dare to compare with Zhu Yuanzhang!"

Zhang Quyi's eyes were cold, and he said coldly: "What are you? It's just a dog of the Hao family, when will it be your turn to bark here." ”

"You're looking for death!" Uncle You was furious, rushed forward, and reached out to grab Zhang Quyi's throat.

The corners of Zhang Qu's mouth showed a hint of mockery, and his left hand wrapped around Uncle You's wrist, and with a slight pull, the latter involuntarily rushed forward. Uncle You's face changed slightly, he had seen Zhang Quyi turn over Chang Song Chang Bai Brother with his own eyes, although he couldn't do it, but the Chang family brother was not a master of strength after all, so he still had a fluke heart, and felt that if he did it with all his might, he might not lose to Zhang Quyi.

However, as soon as they fought, Uncle You knew that he still underestimated Zhang Quyi, and hurriedly urged Zhenyuan to stabilize his body, and at the same time shouted, his left palm sharply slashed Zhang Quyi's head.

With his cultivation in the early stage of his transformation, even the granite would have to be crushed if he went down with this palm, so he thought that Zhang Quyi would definitely let go of his right hand that was entangled, and resist it with all his might to save himself. Who knew that Zhang Quyi didn't let go at all, didn't even move his body, just raised his right hand to greet him lightly.

Burst......

With two hands, Uncle You's furious palm seemed to be split on cotton, and most of his strength was unloaded. Uncle You was taken aback at the same time, when he suddenly felt that Zhang Qu's hand suddenly rebounded back with a huge force.

Click......

Uncle You was caught off guard, and the bone of his left wrist was directly broken, Zhang Quyi obviously didn't intend to let him go like this, the left hand that was originally wrapped around Uncle You's right wrist was released, and he picked up the glass teapot on the coffee table and smashed it on Uncle You's forehead.

Uncle You screamed, jumped backwards, the hot tea was still drenched, and the blood on his forehead flowed, very embarrassed.

Zhang Qu smiled and said: "This is probably called dog blood, oops, wasting a pot of noble tea, it's a pity, it's a pity!"

Uncle You was shocked and angry, trembling all over, the severe pain in the broken wrist was unbearable, the blood and tea squinted his eyes, but he didn't dare to act rashly.

Hao Long's face was difficult to see, he knew that Zhang Quyi was very strong, but he didn't expect it to be so strong, Uncle You couldn't get out of two rounds under him.

"Zhang Quyi, don't you think it's too much?" Hao Long said in a deep voice.

Zhang Quyi shrugged his shoulders and said with a smile: "Ouch, I almost forgot to beat the dog and look at the owner's face, Long Shao, I'm sorry." But you're a nobleman, rich and graceful, so you shouldn't have to pay for the soup and medicine, right?"

Hao Long's eyelids jumped a few times, he wanted to have a seizure, but he was afraid of Zhang Quyi's kung fu, if he provoked the other party, maybe he would have to be beaten and flattened, so he forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart and said coldly: "Zhang Quyi, since he has torn his face, Ben Shao will speak directly." What conditions do you need before you are willing to leave Jiang Ying?"

"I'm afraid you can't afford it!" Zhang Quyi said with a smile.

Hao Long said proudly: "You say, money or power, or beauty? ”

Zhang Quyi drank all the tea, pressed the teacup on the coffee table gently, the whole teacup sank into the coffee table, stood up and said lightly: "I don't lack money, I don't have rare power, beauty?"

Saying that, he stood up, Shi Shiran walked towards the door, and when he walked to the door, he suddenly turned around and smiled: "I almost forgot to tell you, I also like to drink Jin Junmei, Long Shao should change his taste." Otherwise, I will be unhappy that day, and it will not be good to smash the door of your Hao family. ”

Hao Long's face changed greatly, until Zhang Quyi disappeared outside the door, then he angrily smashed the teacup, and said coldly: "It's too arrogant, it's just a martial artist, you dare to threaten Ben Shao, I don't know whether I live or die!"

Uncle You wiped the blood on his face and said ruthlessly: "Long Shao, this kid injured the people of the Uesugi family of the Wa Kingdom not long ago......"

Hao Long's heart moved, and a sinister smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.