Swiss franc is sure that none of the wines he had drunk before could compare with the wine in front of him. He really could not have imagined that someone in China could make such a fine wine.

However, although this guy didn't pick on the problem of wine, he started picking on the problem of Zhao Changqi. The top-quality red wine he bought for 50,000 US dollars was actually fake. Zhao Changqi's three-no products were so good that he felt like he was stepped on by Zhao Changqi.

In addition, what made him even more unhappy was that he found that Wu Feiling seemed to be getting too far towards Zhao Changqi, and from time to time he stared at Zhao Changqi for a long time.

Ruilang's heart moved and suddenly thought of a way to make Zhao Changgui look ugly, so he immediately looked at Zhao Changgui and said, "I heard from my uncle that Mr. Zhao has both cultural relics. Mr. Zhao is a county magistrate at a young age, and is proficient in many languages. His writing is not bad. I don't know how strong this martial arts are, and if he can show us his skills," Ruilang suddenly looked at Zhao Changgui and said.

Zhao Changgui couldn't help but sneer in his heart after hearing Ruilang's words. He had heard Mr. Ruilang say with his own ears that he must embarrass himself. So Zhao Changgui was always on guard against him, so how could he agree to him easily?

"Haha, Uncle Wu's words were just a spur to the younger generation, how could he take them seriously?" Zhao Changgui said with a smile.

"Haha, you Chinese people have a saying that excessive humility is equal to pride. Can I understand Mr. Zhao's modesty as pride?" Ruilang said at Zhao Changgui, with a hint of proud expression on his face.

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard Wu Feiyu say next to him: "Haha, let's talk about Brother Zhao's kung fu. Brother Zhao, don't be dissatisfied. Don't bet you have participated in the European unlimited free fighting and entered the top ten. But I bet that if you compare with Brother Zhao, you will have to be much worse. In Linhai City, Baiyun Province, Brother Zhao beat fifteen of them alone, and those fifteen of them were all masters. As a result, Brother Zhao won the final victory and beat those people to cry and call them mother."

"No, it's true that Mr. Zhao is not tall, how could he have such combat effectiveness?" Swiss Franc said pretending to be disbelief.

"Hey, it seems that you won't believe me if you don't let Brother Zhao show off. Brother Zhao, just show off your skills and open your eyes." Wu Feiyu said to Zhao Changqi.

At this time, the others were already drunk and agreed with Wu Feiyu's words, asking Zhao Changqi to show his skills to everyone. Even Mr. Wu said enthusiastically: "When I was a young man, I fought with the island devils. I used to deal with six devils at the same time. I have never seen a fierce man who beat fifteen. Zhao Changqi, you can show us one."

"Old man, you don't know that Brother Feiyu praised me just now. How could I have that strength?" Zhao Changqi said with a smile.

"Okay, kid, others don't know what you are. Don't I know yet? I have heard that kid Qian Zheng admires you for a long time. Don't hide it. Show your skills to everyone and open my eyes, the old man." Mr. Qian said.

Since the old man has said this, Zhao Changqi naturally has no time to refuse and said with a smile: "Okay, since that's the case, I'll show you a little bit of your hand."

As he spoke, Zhao Changqi walked to a corner of the wall, leaning straight against the wall, then slowly lifted his right foot, lifted it up over the top, and his straight feet were also firmly leaning against the wall.

Then, Zhao Changqi lowered his foot, stopped his movements, and returned to his seat.

Everyone was stunned. They thought that Zhao Changqi could practice boxing for everyone with their southern fists and northern legs, but they didn't expect that Zhao Changqi actually said that he would show his hands and reveal his hands. He just did a high leg lifting action and it was over.

"This, that's all," Wu Feiyu said with wide eyes and staring at Zhao Changqi.

"Ah, it's over. Otherwise, Brother Wu wants me to perform anything. Don't underestimate my little hand. This is a very test of basic skills. It's definitely not something that ordinary people can do." Zhao Changqi said with a smile.

"I know that ordinary people can't do it, but you are not ordinary people." Wu Feiyu said with a smile. Swiss frank next to him glanced at him and said, "Tsk, ordinary people can't do it. Not to mention martial arts people, I'm afraid that anyone who has practiced acrobatics or dance can do this."

After Ruilang finished speaking, without waiting for Zhao Changgui to refute, Wu Feiling, who was sitting next to him, suddenly said to him bluntly: "Don't stand and talk without any pain. If you have the ability, you can go over and try it."

When Swiss flang heard his girlfriend's tone, he was very sorry for protecting Zhao Changgui. He felt a little sour. His resentment towards Zhao Changgui became stronger and he said to himself: "Isn't it just a high-leg lifting action? Who can't do it? I promise that it's more standard than what he does."

Thinking of this, Swiss franc immediately stood up and said, "Since you said that, I will also help the old man to entertain him. Go and try it."

As he spoke, Ruilang stepped to the corner where Zhao Changqi had just stood and made an action exactly the same as Zhao Changqi had just now.

Although Mr. Swiss Franc is very jealous, he is worthy of being the top ten players in Europe's unlimited free fighting. He does have two tricks. Although this guy is tall and big, the whole movement is completed very smoothly and very standard, and is no less than Zhao Changgui's move just now.

Mr. Swissolang's performance actually won a lot of prizes, and even the old man couldn't help but applaud him. Zhao Changgui also nodded secretly and said in his heart: "Don't look at this Mr. Zhen Er a little arrogant, but his basic skills are indeed very good."

Swiss fran was proud and said, "In fact, this is just a small juggling, which does not represent personal strength. Real fighting is a perfect combination of strength and skills. A fighting master not only needs to be fast in his hands, fast in his eyes, and good in basic skills, but also his strength is also very, very important. When it comes to juggling, ten fighters may not be as good as one acrobat, but if we talk about actual combat and defeat the enemy with one move, we may be afraid that twenty acrobats are not the opponents of a fighting athlete."

Swiss fran said something a bit explicit, and when he spoke, his eyes swept across Zhao Changqi from time to time. Everyone understood what he meant. He was saying that Zhao Changqi was a juggling athlete.

If Zhao Yushan was here, I would have been unable to help but stand up and compete with Ruilang, but Zhao Changgen just smiled slightly and said nothing. Over the years of officialdom experience

, making Zhao Changshu much more stable than before.

Zhao Changqi originally thought that Ruilang would be finished showing off himself, but unexpectedly, after seeing Zhao Changqi ignore him, this guy thought that Zhao Changqi did not take him seriously at all, so he became even more resentful towards Zhao Changqi. He actually spoke directly to challenge Zhao Changqi.

I heard Swiss franc say, "Mr. Zhao, you just performed a juggling hand, which opened our eyes. I wonder if I can perform some real kung fu for us now."

"Haha, how do you want me to perform?" Zhao Changgui saw that Ruilang was so ignorant, and the anger in his heart gradually came up. He thought to himself, boy, since you keep trying to embarrass your brother, you have to give you a better memory.

"I just said that fighting is a perfect combination of strength and skills. Will Mr. Zhao compete with me if he wants to compete with me? Let's have a game that you Chinese often play, arm wrestling," Swiss fran said with a smile.

Wu Yingxiong frowned and was about to stop him, but he heard Mr. Wu sitting in the upper position shouting happily: "Okay. This is a good idea. Speaking of arm wrestling, I think no one in the military camp was my opponent. You two will compete now and let me see who is better."

As soon as the old man spoke, Wu Feiyu and Wu Feiling and other juniors also applauded. When Wu Yingxiong saw it, he simply stopped him and let them compete. Anyway, he was just a wrestling and could not make any trouble.

Zhao Changqi had no choice but to agree to Swiss franc's challenge.

Lin Hao had already volunteered to bring a small coffee table from the living room. Zhao Changqi and Ruilang squatted at both ends of the small coffee table respectively. Everyone left the seat, surrounded the two of them, waiting for the two to start the competition.

Wu Yingxiong frowned and thought to himself that the old man's 80th birthday this year is unique. What is worrying is that this Swiss franc seems to have faced Zhao Changgui, and I hope it won't cause any trouble.

Swiss frowned and put his right elbow on the solid wood coffee table with a "pop", and stretched out his thick and powerful hand to Zhao Changqi. At the same time, he swept his contemptuous eyes at Zhao Changqi.

As the top ten European players in the unlimited free fighting, Swiss franc did not look at Zhao Changgui at all, or he had never looked at Chinese martial arts. In his eyes, Chinese martial arts were all soft-handed and seemed to be juggling. It was okay to watch, but if used for fighting, it would be much worse.

Although he also respects Mr. Bruce Lee very much, in his eyes, the Jeet Kune Do created by Mr. Bruce Lee is closer to Western fighting techniques and cannot represent traditional Chinese martial arts at all.

Zhao Changqi looked over with Swiss flang's contemptuous eyes, with a smile on his face, and reached out and gently held Swiss flang's fat right hand.

Lin Hao looked at Zhao Changgui and then Ruilang, and couldn't help but worry about Zhao Changgui. Zhao Changgui was 1.78 meters tall, and it was not short at first, but Ruilang was one head taller than him. Moreover, this guy's arms were almost a circle thicker than Zhao Changgui's arm. It was estimated that it was full of strength.

Although Lin Hao knew that Zhao Changqi was extremely powerful and had good skills, the two of them were now in a pure battle of strength and could not take any tricks. Zhao Changqi was probably not the opponent of this Frenchman.

In fact, many people present had the same views as Lin Hao, and they did not think that Zhao Changgui could surpass Mr. Ruilang. However, they were not worried about Zhao Changgui. Their mentality was different from Lin Hao. Lin Hao was brought by Zhao Changgui. He stood with Zhao Changgui desperately. For him, Ruilang was a pure outsider, and it would be better to lose to him.

The others in the Wu family are different. Although they welcomed Zhao Changqiu's arrival, they also found that Swiss flang was a little aggressive. However, Swiss flang is the Wu family's prospective son-in-law after all, and they are likely to become part of the Wu family in the future. So emotionally, they hope Swiss flang can win.
Chapter completed!