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Chapter 11 The Grand Banquet

"It seems...is this a Hongmen Banquet?"

Jiang Fan, who was standing in the corridor, held a cigarette in his hand, watched Qin Yuncheng get into the Su family's car and swagger away.

"Mr. Jiang," Huang Qingfeng came forward nervously behind him, "I... I don't actually know about the Qin family's understanding of the Su family. If I had known this, I would have..."

"It's okay," Luo Feng knocked on the cigarette in his hand. "You don't need to recommend it. Qin Yuncheng probably will come to the door with the people from the Su family, and it has nothing to do with you."

Huang Qingfeng secretly breathed a sigh of relief, thought for a while, "Mr. Jiang, what energy do you think the Qin family has? How can he invite the Su family, a wealthy family in the north?"

"I don't know," Jiang Fan said lightly, "Let's take a step first and see what plane Qin Yuncheng wants to do."

That night, Luo Feng got into Wei Yanxi's car and set out towards the Qin family as promised.

Half an hour later, I arrived at the Qin family.

After getting off the car, Wei Yanxi's face looked a little ugly. It was obvious that she was also worried that this time it would be the Hongmen Banquet.

In front of the Qin family gate, Huang Qingfeng jumped out of the car, with Huang Ying'er beside him, and was waving to Luo Feng happily.

"Mr. Wei, you are here, let's go together?" Huang Qingfeng said with a smile.

"President Huang, please," Wei Yanxi made an invitation and the two walked in.

"I have nothing to do with you," Huang Ying'er grabbed Jiang Fan, gritted her teeth and threatened in a low voice.

"Why, that slap makes you addicted?" Jiang Fan stretched out his hand from his pocket, scaring Huang Ying'er to protect her face quickly.

It is obvious that she was spoiled as a child, and Jiang Fan's slap in society caused a shadow on her.

Walking into the Qin family, the huge lawn was endless, and in the distance, I saw Su Changqing wearing a white horse-riding suit, following his confidants in the Su family.

"The Qin family is quite good at enjoying life. In this ancient capital of Phoenix, every inch of land is valuable, there is such a large horse farm," Jiang Fan looked at the guests at the scene. All the well-known figures came.

"The Qin family has a considerable history, but the Qin family's ancestral land," Wei Yanxi said lightly, "But clearing such a large area to build a horse farm. I wonder if the dead Mr. Qin's coffin board will be built.

Can hold on."

"President Huang, Mr. Wei, are you here?" Su Changqing came on a horse and jumped off the horse skillfully like a gentleman.

Huang Qingfeng smiled and said, "Mr. Su is so elegant and happy, and he still knows how to control horses?"

"It's okay to ride a horse. By the way, does this brother Jiang Fan know how to ride a horse?" Su Changqing said with a smile.

"Won't."

"No, if I remember correctly, Brother Jiang Fan is from Taohua Village. I remember that there is a lot of authentic sweat-blooded BMWs there?"

Jiang Fan frowned slightly, but smiled, "That thing is played by rich people. My family can't afford to support such ancestors."

"Is this how?" Su Changqing thought.

At this time, Su Lan came in the distance in a bright dress, "Mr. Su, the time is almost over, please?"

"Okay, I'm just hungry. Let's go together. Don't be polite and be your own home."

"Please!" Su Lan bent down and made a call, then looked at Jiang Fan, snorted coldly and followed.

"Young Master, this Su Changqing is weird," Old Man Cui pulled his beard and said with a serious look on his face, "He has investigated you."

Jiang Fan snorted coldly, "He even knows that I am from Taohua Village. It seems that it will be lively tonight."

The group of people has been bypassing the horse farm and only saw a lot of delicious food placed in the huge lawn in front of the Qin family, with the aroma of meat everywhere.

Wei Yanxi took a glass of champagne from the waiter plate next to her, and her expression was extremely heavy.

"President Huang, Mr. Wei is here," Su Changqing smiled and waved Wei Yanxi, pushing him to everyone, and introduced, "Su has always liked the culture of the ancient capital of Phoenix. This dinner was thanked by Mr. Qin for spending money and asked me to do it.

Master for a while.”

"Mr. Wei?" Su Changqing raised his wine glass, "I hope that in the future...the cooperation is pleasant?"

"Happy cooperation," Wei Yanxi smiled slightly.

Everyone witnessed the two and drank them all in one go, which attracted warm applause.

"I'm very happy tonight. By the way, why not have some interesting performances," Su Changqing said with a smile.

"Performance?" Wei Yanxi asked in confusion.

"It's going to cause trouble," Old Man Cui whispered in Jiang Fan's ear.

"I want to see what plane he wants to do."

"Brother Jiang Fan," Su Changqing pushed away the crowd and walked towards Jiang Fan. Beside him was Qin Yuncheng who had a tacit understanding of following him.

At this time, there was a trace of sinister look on the corner of Qin Yuncheng's eyes, as if he had been waiting for this moment for a long time.

"I heard before that brothers Jiang Fan are those who practice martial arts?"

"no."

"Isn't it?" Su Changqing turned to look at Qin Yuncheng, "Is it Mr. Qin coaxing me?"

Qin Yuncheng put his hands in his pockets, and the slightly thick corner of his mouth outlined a hint of chill.

"My son was punched by you and was still lying in the hospital. If you were not a martial arts boy, would my son have too fragile bones?"

The atmosphere was a bit solemn. Seeing this, Huang Qingfeng wanted to step forward to ease the atmosphere, but was stopped by a gray-haired old man next to Su Changqing.

"It seems that Brother Jiang Fan is still hidden. It just so happens that I like our Chinese martial arts culture very much. Why don't you compare with Mr. Qin and let me, a layman, open my eyes?"

"No," Wei Yanxi's face changed slightly and she rushed up, "Mr. Su, Uncle Qin is a martial arts master in the ancient capital of Phoenix. How could Jiang Fan be worthy of fighting with Uncle Qin? I think it would be..."

"Mr. Wei!" Su Changqing lowered his head and fiddled with his palms. The gentleness on his face just now disappeared at some point. He said a gloomy facial features, "So many people, don't disturb Yaxing."

His eyes were like eagles and falcons, and an invisible powerful aura directly shocked Wei Yanxi.

"Okay, compare," Jiang Fan suddenly spoke and smiled.

"Very good, this is very good," Su Changqing suddenly returned to normal and quickly asked everyone to make clear space for Luo Feng and Qin Yuncheng.

The two looked at each other, and Qin Yuncheng took off his suit directly. At 1.9 meters, he showed his strong physique that he had achieved through practicing martial arts all year round.

"Boy, I won't bully you. I'll let you take three moves. After three moves, I will take action, come on?" Qin Yuncheng's hands were standing up, like a wall.

"Jiang Fan..." Wei Yanxi looked worried.

She knew that Jiang Fan didn't want to make things difficult for her, so she agreed.

Jiang Fan smiled and said, "It's okay, don't worry, I believe Uncle Qin has a proper position, right?"

"I am not a relative or a good person. Uncle Qin dares not behave like this. You should be careful of being blind, so! Don't let me down."

Jiang Fan walked towards Qin Yuncheng in diameter.

"This kid is really a martial artist, why is there a flaw in his body?" Qin Yuncheng frowned.

The next moment, Jiang Fan stood in front of Qin Yuncheng, and under the gaze of everyone, he slowly stretched out a finger and smiled simply.

"What do you mean?" Qin Yuncheng said coldly.

"I mean you'd better not let me do three moves, because if my finger goes out, you'll lie on the ground and shout flax."

The audience laughed.

"This kid is so arrogant. Who doesn't know that Qin Yuncheng is a martial arts master in our ancient capital of Phoenix, but he has obtained the true teachings of the late Mr. Qin."

"He will know what the sky is so high and the earth is thick. I heard that Qin Yuncheng's fist is more than a thousand pounds, right?"

"This kid is finished, let's call him an ambulance."

"You are teasing me!" Qin Yuncheng ignored the gossip of the melon-eating crowd around him, but stared at Jiang Fan in front of him, "Boy, arrogant, you are looking for death!"

Qin Yuncheng, who was completely angry, stepped out his right foot, and the grass clips under his feet suddenly exploded. The next moment, his huge fist turned into lightning and appeared in Jiang Fan's temple.

Is he going to kill him in one blow?

But Jiang Fan smiled. Seeing that his huge fist was about to hit, Jiang Fan's fingers poked Qin Yuncheng's iron-like chest with an even more astonishing speed.

"Bang!"

A terrifying force spread in Qin Yuncheng's chest, and Qin Yuncheng, who was nearly 200 kilograms, flew backwards directly.

Grass scraps splashed everywhere, and Qin Yuncheng actually drew five or six meters away on the lawn. When he stabilized his body, blood was overflowing from his chest.

Seeing this, Su Lan looked pale and screamed and rushed up to help Qin Yuncheng, "Husband, are you okay?"

"No...it's okay," Qin Yuncheng's mind, whose pupils condensed into black dots, was blank. He looked at Jiang Fan again and looked shocked.

"Is this kid... the same special warrior as Su Changqing's confidant?"

Su Changqingxu narrowed his eyes, but was not surprised. In fact, he had guessed that such a result would be possible.

"How is it, is he the same identity as you?"

"I don't know yet," the gray-haired old man was wearing a straight black suit. His thin cheeks gave people a sinister feeling. "I'll try it myself. There's too much difference between Qin Yuncheng and him."

After the words came, the gray-haired old man applauded and walked out, stopping beside Qin Yuncheng.

"Senior Yang, please, I want him to lie down today," Qin Yuncheng pressed his chest and stood up with difficulty. At this time, Jiang Fan was full of reluctance and bloodthirsty eyes.
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