The moment the man walked into the banquet hall, an inexplicable pressure was instantly felt.
He is over 1.9 meters tall and wears shorts and a vest, revealing his dark and strong muscles.
The eyes are deep and arrogant, making people feel a chill when looking at them.
The man glanced around, and when he saw Tang Qingqian, a trace of naked possessiveness burst out instantly.
Behind him was Tang Shuirou, who was wearing a suspender skirt.
Her skin is as white as fat, her figure is slender and sexy, and that innocent face is the perfect ceiling for pure desire.
"Master Vazan."
Yan Zihao immediately bowed forward and said, "Your presence will really make today's dinner more brilliant."
Wazan nodded lightly, but his eyes glanced back and forth at Tang Qingqian's seductive figure under her short skirt from time to time.
"Let me introduce it to everyone."
Yan Zihao turned his head and straightened his clothes: "This is Master Wazan that I specially invited from Manchester, Southeast Asia!"
"Master Vazan is not only physically strong, but also a first-class Muay Thai master!"
"And in the past three years, I won the Manchester City boxing championship gold belt!"
"He once completed a brilliant record of killing ten Chinese masters with a pair, and he was even known as the Chinese martial arts killer!"
He was extremely proud: "From today on, Master Vasan will stay in Nandu for a while and participate in the next Nandu Martial Arts Competition."
"And he has accepted my personal invitation to personally protect my fiancée Tang Qingqian during his stay in Nandu."
"To prevent some people with ulterior motives from approaching Qing Qian again and causing trouble to Qing Qian's personal safety."
As Yan Zihao spoke, his eyes fell on Qin Feng provocatively.
Only then did Qin Feng raise his head, and he also felt a cold killing intent sweeping over him.
It is from this Manchester City boxing champion, Vazan.
"I don't need a bodyguard."
Tang Qingqian's voice was cold: "When can you make decisions for me?"
Not to mention that Yan Zihao did not need to consider her own personal safety, but just thinking about having such a man spend time with her day and night was completely intolerable to her.
"Sister, this is a kind act from my brother-in-law. How can you refuse?"
Tang Shuirou stepped forward and held her hand: "Master Wazan, many heads of state in Southeast Asia can't even invite him."
"Brother-in-law, for your sake, it took a lot of effort to get Master Vazan to agree."
"In the future, when Master Vazan is here, if some people want to get close to you, they have to consider whether their small body will be beaten to death by Master Vazan."
She cast her eyes at Qin Feng without concealment, with a deep sense of disdain in her eyes.
"That's right, and don't worry, Master Vazan is here to protect both of us."
Yan Zihao smiled slightly and said: "You will live with me from tomorrow on. With the protection of Master Vazan, you and I can rest assured and live in a world of two..."
When he spoke, he glanced lightly at the people behind him.
"Yes, yes, Master Yan is right. Muay Thai is a real Kung Fu and is recognized internationally."
"Nonsense, in front of Muay Thai, China's kind of showy kung fu can't be brought to the table at all."
"What I'm talking about is that Muay Thai seems to be known as the second-ranked killing technique in the world after the Eligue killing technique. Young Master Yan and Miss Tang are protected by Muay Thai masters like Vazan. Some people with evil intentions are afraid that
It’s because the plan failed.”
Everyone praised him one after another, and at the same time, they couldn't help but look at Qin Feng with gloating eyes.
"That's not necessary."
Tang Qingqian's tone was cold and she was about to refuse.
"Don't forget, what did you promise me?"
Yan Zihao suddenly whispered in her ear: "There are so many people. If you prevent me from getting off the stage, then I can't guarantee whether that loser will survive tonight."
"Do you think Mr. Shen will have such a good temper as me?"
Tang Qingqian's beautiful eyes shrank for a while: "But..."
"Didn't you hear that?"
"My Qingqian said we don't need bodyguards."
Outside the crowd, Qin Feng put down the tea cup in his hand and raised his head lightly: "Don't force yourself on others."
"who are you?"
Vozan's Chinese was blunt, but he did not hide the arrogance in his tone.
Yan Zihao's eyes flashed fiercely, and he stepped forward with a flattering smile: "Master Wazan, this is the person I mentioned to you before, Qin Feng."
"He is good at kung fu and has an arrogant attitude. No one takes him seriously."
"effort?"
Vazan didn't bother to speak: "The number of kung fu masters who died in my hands is not even a hundred but also eighty."
"It's just a showmanship. It's not worth mentioning in front of the real Muay Thai."