Surprise, embarrassment, regret, and relief. In Huang Hanzhou's heart, Qin Lang is Huang Ge's good friend, and this is equivalent to giving him the Huang family a face.

Qin Lang smiled: "Uncle Zhou of Han, it's my fault, I didn't explain it to you clearly."

Huang Hanzhou shook his head: "No, it's because I'm too low-level, I'll look at you with a erotic eye."

"Uncle Zhou of Han, stop talking about it. A little bit of a matter, who will be with us in this relationship?"

Qin Lang smiled and interrupted Huang Hanzhou's self-blame: "Then, I'll leave first."

Huang Hanzhou nodded slightly.

At this moment, Chen Menglu and the others were in a mess, feeling their faces getting swollen.

Huang Hanzhou was angry when he saw Chen Menglu and Lu Xiaoman pursing their mouths and eating shit for no reason. He snorted, "Everything is good today, but the people Chen Menglu brought, which is really hateful."

"Qin Lang, that's amazing."

Huang Hanzhou sighed awkwardly: "It's my dog's eyes that make people look down."

Chen Menglu, Lu Xiaoman and others pursed their lips, but they were in a complicated mood and rarely spoke.

Qin Lang was a little tired on the road. He was the Lord. He was not angry when he was scolded by people like Chen Menglu and Lu Xiaoman, but punishment was necessary. With Zhou Xin and the others in front, he just gave some tricks to the two of them to first treat their faces...

When I arrived at school, I was about to go to bed when Zhong Jiuzhen called in.

"Brother Qin, there is a Jingwu Club in Yancheng. Have you heard of it? Has their president called you?"

"Did you tell you about the cocktail party?"

Qin Lang smiled: "That Jingwu Association is promoting it outside, saying that the president is me. It seems that there will be a friendship association in the martial arts world in Yancheng next Thursday? This Jingwu Association is also inviting."

"Ah? Is there such a thing? I just met the president, and he came to me and begged me to invite Brother Qin to this cocktail party. Look, do you agree?"

Qin Lang was stunned and refused to attend. This kind of social engagement was too tiring.

"Old Mr. Zhong, what kind of Jingwu Club do you tell me? I have no relationship with them. Let the president come to see me in person, otherwise you will be at your own risk." Qin Lang said.

"Okay, I must convey it. This president is too unreasonable." Zhong Jiuzhen was obviously a little nervous on the other end of the phone. He knew Qin Lang's personality too well, and the president was probably in trouble.

Qin Lang leaned on the bed and said, "Old man, you know I will definitely refuse, so call me to be a lobbyist?"

"There is no way. The Yancheng martial arts world wants to witness your style too much and want you to attend." Zhong Jiuzhen said quickly.

He went straight to the point: "If you don't attend, this cocktail party will be imperfect and will disappoint the children. After all, you are the most important role."

"This cocktail party is not so much about gathering together to promote feelings, but rather using you to boost everyone's morale."

"Because you have inspired the spirit of Chinese martial arts and let people know what level of martial arts can reach."

"In other words, they have seen the future of martial arts in you. Even if society progresses, martial arts will never wither."

"So we all hope that your martial arts flag can participate."

Qin Lang's head hurts. He doesn't like attending such banquets, and he doesn't like dealing with too many people.

"Haha, the old man said this, it seems that it is not appropriate for me not to attend."

After thinking for a while, Qin Lang laughed: "Okay, I will attend on time on Thursday, but I just show my face. Never do too many people-friendly activities."

Zhong Jiuzhen was ecstatic: "Thank you, Brother Qin, give me such a huge face, don't worry, I will make proper arrangements."

After hanging up the phone, Qin Lang fell on the bed with a bang. When he turned his mind, Qin Lang yawned and then gradually fell asleep.

In the dream, Qin Lang suddenly dreamed of having an argument with Zhong Yu, and even got angry, Zhong Yu turned around and opened the window and jumped off the building.

Qin Lang rushed over and grabbed her with regret.

He tried his best to pull Yu'er back half of his body, and was about to rescue Zhong Yu, but suddenly, a sword flashed and a knife slashed hard at Qin Lang's arm.

Qin Lang's hair exploded.

"No----" Qin Lang woke up from his sleep. How could my Yu'er be like this? It's ridiculous. After thinking for only one second, he found a danger coming from his back.

Qin Lang's face changed drastically. He held the mattress with his hands and was about to bounce it up, but he felt that the room was filled with a faint fragrance of flowers.

Scent poison! Qin Lang quickly confirmed that this fragrance was wrong.

Because his body and mind were completely relaxed and he had no defense just now, Qin Lang actually felt a little weak, which was a sign that poison entered his body.

Qin Lang sided with force.

"Crack---" At almost the same time, a samurai sword stabbed out from under the mattress and pierced three centimeters against his body.

If Qin Lang had not avoided the vital points, this knife would have made Qin Lang feel cold.

“Bold!”

Qin Lang shouted, and someone was hiding under his bed strangely.

He just roared suddenly, and the toxins on his body were relieved, and Qin Lang immediately recovered his strength.

"Bang----" At this moment, a woman with a mask slipped out from under the bed, then her body bounced and rushed to the ceiling, turning over quickly.

Then, she dived down like a cannonball, and the samurai sword in her hand suddenly fell down.

"call!"

This is a killing move from top to bottom. The woman in the mask aimed at Qin Lang’s weakest place, above her head.

A huge murderous aura.

“Good come.”

Qin Lang didn't even raise his head, his feet moved, and his figure rippled like a phantom.

"Bang----" The samurai sword slashed the air and slashed the mattress hard. With a loud bang, the whole bed broke into two halves.

The springs inside were broken and spread out.

Extremely fierce.

A move failed, and the woman with a mask changed drastically: "Are you not poisoned?"

"Hmph, I've unlocked it."

Qin Lang exhaled a long breath: "There is no need to wear your mask."

"You haven't changed your clothes, shoes and hairstyle, what's the point of wearing a mask?"

He looked at the other party and smiled faintly: "Cover your ears and steal the bell, Miss Chen Menglu."

The woman with mask had her eyelids twitching, and then she took off her mask. It was the beautiful and beautiful Chen Menglu.

"Qin Lang, you are indeed extraordinary."

She swept away the noise at the party, and her whole body became a little more sharp: "Not only can I avoid my will, I will kill you, but it can also dissolve my cherry blossom soft tendons."

She thought it would be easy to kill Qin Lang, but after all, her dreams were invincible, but she didn't expect Qin Lang to resolve them.

"Thank you for the compliment."

Qin Lang smiled slightly: "You are overestimating your ability to play this trick in front of a master of the Divine Realm."

Chen Menglu narrowed her eyes: "It seems that I underestimated you."

Qin Lang sneered: "You are all-in-one, but it is impossible to kill me."

"That Lu Xiaoman also has a problem. Didn't she come tonight?" Qin Lang said lightly.

"You were deliberately arguing with me at today's banquet, and I've already seen the clues."
Chapter completed!