Thinking of Jiang Siyu's disdain for himself, Lin Fei laughed.

"I'm afraid your girlfriend may not welcome me."

"So, Brother Lin promised!"

"Seeing you invite me to dinner, I barely agreed!"

Lin Fei was humorous.

After hearing the words, Yang Yue's heart was blooming.

"Brother Lin, you are so nice!"

Nympho

The next day.

Nanheng Wudao Pavilion is a large martial arts performance, the venue of the game.

This venue was developed by Jiang Wukun.

At this moment, a lot of people have come.

In addition to some people of Jiang Wukun, it is Nanba Tian, ​​the people of Qinglan Gang.

Of course, there are some people in martial arts with head and face.

Qing Lan helped Shao Shao, Ma Yiming, and took 72 Qinglan Gang masters to come to the competition.

It can be said that Qing Lan helped people's talents, and she was determined to get it.

Jiang Wukun's disciples also have a lot of disciples, and there are many good hands.

However, they don't look at their hearts. After all, they are facing several provinces in the south of Qinglan Gang.

Jiang Siyu was sitting anxiously in the waiting area of ​​Zhanwu.

At this time, Yang Yuehan and Lin Fei came over.

When Jiang Siyu saw the two, he couldn't help looking for his eyebrows.

Then she immediately got up to meet.

"Why are you here?"

"I'm not at ease of you, let Brother Lin come to help you!" Yang Yuehan looked at such a grand scene, and he was drumming in his heart.

There are noisy all around, and there are still audiences come in.

Obviously this time, you can buy a ticket to watch.

Jiang Siyu glanced at Lin Fei obliquely: "Just help me! On the ring, I was kO!"

"Don't say this, Brother Lin can really help you, do you believe me?"

"Forget it, you will come when you are here. Let me find a place to watch the battle!"

Jiang Siyu waved his hand impatiently, and then pulled Yang Yuehan and left.

Faced with such treatment, Lin Fei had long been prepared for psychological preparations.

If it weren't for Yang Yuehan's face, he had already turned around.

Jiang Siyu took Yang Yuehan to his father's side and introduced Yang Yuehan to his father.

Jiang Wukun greeted Yang Yuehan with a smile.

"I heard that you and Siyu are very good friends. Today you can come to watch the war, I'm so happy."

"So, you just sit with Si Yu, watch the war!"

Yang Yuehan immediately said: "Uncle, in fact, I came this time to bring a friend to help you thunder."

Speaking, she looked at Lin Fei who came slowly.

"Brother Lin, this is Si Yu's father."

Lin Fei smiled lightly and nodded.

Jiang Wukun looked like Lin Fei, and there was a trace of disdain in the corner of his mouth.

"Your kindness I have a heart, my disciples are three thousand, and the master is like Yun. I don't need outsiders to help me fight!"

He greeted Lin Fei, and then turned around to study the combat plan.

Lin Fei was once again cold, making Yang Yuehan feel particularly embarrassing and particularly wronged.

Lin Fei does not matter. Anyway, it is not for the Jiang family's people. It mainly looks at Yang Yuehan's face.

For this cold, he won't mind. If you don't let himself help, it is better to watch the lively quietly.

Who is winning and who has nothing to do with yourself!

Looking at Yang Yuehan and looking at himself apologize, Lin Fei smiled generously.

"Okay, you can't force everything. Just do your best!"

"I have nothing, that is, they don't care about you, I feel sad!"

"Silly girl, to be honest, I'm here just for your sake. Do I care what other people think of me?"

"Others? Not including me?"

"You are my friend, how could you be someone else."

"oh……"

Yang Yuehan felt warm and a little disappointed at the same time.

Jiang Wukun had a sad look on his face at this moment, because he knew very well who the other party had sent.

The five of them are all juniors who have recently become famous in southern martial arts.

Although he has many disciples, few of them are willing to take action.

After much selection, he could only narrow down three people who might have a chance to win.

Forget it, his chances of winning are very slim.

At this time, Ma Yiming came over with a red-haired boy.

"Uncle Jiang, how are you? Have everyone chosen?"

"Hahaha, don't worry about this, I have plenty of people!" Jiang Wukun also wanted to save face and suffer the consequences.

"Hahaha, Uncle Jiang is still so confident! I have prepared 100 million in gambling capital."

Ma Yiming smiled jokingly: "However, I am more confident. I feel that Uncle Jiang has no chance this time. By then, you can become my father-in-law."

"Well, this martial arts gym is pretty good too, I'll take it in too!"

Jiang Siyu was so angry that she gritted her teeth: "Ma Yiming, stop having sweet dreams, we won't lose to you."

"Daughter-in-law, I can't wait to call you husband." Ma Yiming smiled mischievously.

Jiang Wukun's eldest disciple, Liu Chan, smiled coldly: "I will be the first to go up, surnamed Ma. If you dare to go up, I will definitely break one of your legs."

The red hair next to Ma Yiming suddenly looked as cold as a poisonous scorpion.

"Fart! You are worthy of fighting against the young gang leader. I will be the first to fight against you. Remember, one of your legs no longer belongs to you!"

"We'll see!"

"Humph, we'll see!"

Before the two sides even watched the battle, the smell of gunpowder was already strong.

Ma Yiming showed off his power here and returned to his territory.

Nan Batian's gaze inadvertently glanced at Lin Fei, who was sitting on the cold bench. He shivered smartly, thinking he had seen it wrong.

He rubbed his eyes, checked again and again, and found that it was Lin Fei.

He immediately talked to Ma Yiming: "Master Ma, have you seen the white-haired boy sitting in an inconspicuous place?"

Ma Yiming looked in the direction Nan Batian pointed and saw Lin Fei and Yang Yuehan.

However, his eyes did not stay on Lin Fei but fell on Yang Yuehan.

"Hey, that girl is very beautiful. It seems that I am very lucky today!"

Nan Batian frowned: "Master Ma, this man's name is Lin Fei. He is so cruel and domineering that I even lost to him with swords and chisels."

"Yeah!" Ma Yiming's eyes narrowed. He still knew the details of Jian Chi.

Among his team, the force value is definitely ranked in the middle and upper reaches.

"If this person also joins the war, I'm afraid Young Master Ma will be in some trouble!" Nan Batian continued.

Ma Yiming thought for a while and smiled: "Don't worry, it's okay if he doesn't join the war. Once he does, my people will definitely destroy him."

"I also hope that Master Ma's people can destroy him, but it's better to be careful!" Nan Batian said.

Soon, the game came to an end.

Jiang Wukun’s eldest disciple, Liu Chan, appears.

And his opponent was indeed Hongmao who was following Ma Yiming.

The red-haired man, codenamed Blood Wolf, has a sinister look and is dazzling as soon as he comes on stage.

When the whistle of the game sounded, the blood wolf turned into an afterimage and pounced on Liu Chan.

The two met each other, bang!

Liu Chan flew out, but before he could get up, the blood wolf jumped up to him, causing him to lose one of his legs with a click.
Chapter completed!