Laughing in the world, black and white are not distinguished;

A master is not necessarily famous, famous, not necessarily a master, the world is big, and strange people and strange things emerge in endlessly.

But being able to drive a ghost carriage that comes and goes freely makes the duel between Dong Fangbo and Hong Qigong become a lose-lose battle in a moment, and even the last arrogant and domineering mantra, in this world, there is probably only one person who can do this.

"Gang Leader ......"

"Seniors Hong......"

"Brother Dong......"

Among the people present, there was probably only Jiang Feng, Dong Fangbo and Hong Qigong understood that the palm power of the two of them just fought against each other was not the cause of each other's injuries at all.

At this time, even if Jiang Feng has no martial arts, he must be able to live well in this world. Over the years, relying on his unforgettable talent, Jiang Feng's medical skills can be described as a thousand miles a day, if he really gives up martial arts and opens a small medical hall, he will surely be famous for thousands of miles in a few days.

But just as Jiang Feng hurriedly walked to Dong Fangbo's side, at this time, Dong Fangbo hurriedly straightened his high neckline that covered his entire neck, stopped Jiang Feng's figure, and said, "It doesn't matter, I didn't expect to meet him here!"

Although Jiang Feng knew the identity of the person who came, looking at Dong Fangbo's tone, it seemed that he also knew the identity of the person who came, which really surprised Jiang Feng.

Thinking of this, Jiang Feng seemed to be completely ignorant and tentatively asked Dong Fangbo: "Brother Dong, what happened just now? With Brother Dong's martial arts, you should never be injured by Hong Qigong!"

At this time, Uncle Dong suddenly looked at Jiang Feng with a strange look, and then said: "Hey, strange, I have always thought that you are well-informed, rare in the rivers and lakes, why don't you see any clues about today's events?"

"I'm well-informed?"

Jiang Feng's memory is good, how good it can be, it is just a moment's effort, from the time he met Dong Fangbo on the bank of the Yellow River, until today, the bits and pieces of each day are like frozen pictures in Jiang Feng's mind, flying by one by one.

"No, I never told you I was knowledgeable!"

After saying that, Jiang Feng looked at the other party's facial features carefully, and in a trance, Jiang Feng remembered the inexplicable and wonderful familiarity when the two sides met for the first time.

"You, Brother Dong, how do I feel, you should look like the one I once saw!"

Lying is not a good thing, whether intentionally or unintentionally, whenever someone touches it, or even just about to touch the truth of the lie. Out of an indescribable fear, a person will more or less lose some of his original inches.

"What a mess, look at your eyes, how can I be a woman?"

Dong Fangbo's words were angry and anxious, obviously, his self-brain replenishment ability is also extremely strong. While speaking, Uncle Dong couldn't help but touch his outrageously high collar.

At this time, Jiang Feng's heart was even more puzzled, but his eyes widened, and he continued to ask: "I just said that you look like a person I have seen, but I didn't say that that person is a woman!"

"You bastard!"

With Dong Fangbo's sudden roar, Jiang Feng's figure was taken by his sleeve and flew out like a kite. Stunned, he smashed the table that was a foot away, if it weren't for Jiang Feng's internal kung fu achievements, his muscles and bones were far from being comparable to very people, and he would have to be seriously injured this time.

"You're ......"

Dong Fangbo, who got up angrily and strode upstairs, didn't take a few steps, but happened to meet Bai Zhantang, who was holding a big bowl of West Lake beef soup.

I have to say that Bai Zhantang was born to be a life and material for running the hall, and as soon as Fang saw Dong Fangbo, a smile like a flower blooming immediately appeared on his face.

"Get out of the ......"

What does it mean to know that there are tigers in the mountains and prefer to go to the tiger mountains, Bai Zhantang proved this profoundly with his performance and the hair blown up by Dong Fangbo's roar at this time.

"Yes,...... I'll get out of ...... right away."

"Wait!"

Dong Fangbo suddenly roared, and Bai Zhantang, who was about to "get out", jumped back like a puppy.

"Take me to the guest room!"

"Okay, please ...... over here, old man Slow down...... Watch out for stairs...... Beware of the dust on the door, I'll wipe it off for you first......"

Dong Fangbo's disappearance made the Jiangnan Seven Monsters, who were originally nervous as if they were stretched into a piece of wood, finally breathe a sigh of relief, and after a while of shushing at that Hong Qigong, Ke Zhenwei finally said: "Gang Master Hong, look?"

At this time, Hong Qigong glanced at Jiang Feng, struggled to speak, and said: "Jiang Shaoxia, isn't that young man just now really not the master of the Gusu Murong family?

Jiang Feng sat down at the table without hurry, poured a glass of wine, drank it all, and then slowly spoke: "Does Gang Master Hong really think that it was Gang Master Hong's Eighteen Dragon Descending Palms that just repelled Brother Dong?"

Although Jiang Feng didn't say it explicitly, Hong Qigong already understood that if it was really the Gusu Murong family's Dou Zhuan Xingxing, since he had already rebounded his palm power back, there was absolutely no possibility of his own injury.

Thinking of the time when the two competed, the ghost shadow that flashed outside the inn, but brought him boundless pressure. Under Guo Jing's support, Hong Qigong slowly got up, and said to Jiang Feng: "Sit on the well and watch the sky, sit on the well and watch the sky! It wasn't until I saw Jiang Shaoxia and today's battle that I made Lao Zhaohua understand that among the rivers and lakes, there is indeed a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger, and there are many masters!"

At this time, Jiang Feng said with a smile: "The Seven Princes don't have to be arrogant, today's battle, I think that soon after, the Nineteenth Palm of the Beggars' Descending Dragon will definitely move the rivers and lakes, and I will congratulate the Seven Princes here first." ”

"There will be a date later!"

The rivers and lakes are like this, everything comes too fast, and everything goes too fast.

Fortunately, the dishes on the table are still there, and the wine is still there, Jiang Feng held the wine glass, thinking lightly about everything that suddenly happened today.

"Uncle Dong Fang, Uncle Dong Fang, Brother Dong, Brother Dong, Mo Fei, you are not Brother Dong?"

After a glass of wine, Jiang Feng thought of the arrogant figure again, "Lang calls Nangong's name with hatred, and Jun raises his eyebrows to kill the world! Jiazi Who's Who is the first mad in the world, the first evil in the world, and it really deserves its name!" (To be continued.) )