The Peerless Immortal Emperor of the City

Chapter 72 You are in the hall downstairs!

Qin Heng frowned when he heard the words of these two white youths.

Turn around and look.

I saw that the two young Caucasians were tall and burly, and their exposed arms were full of muscles.

Obviously, he has also had a certain degree of exercise and fighting experience.

But that's it.

Not even Mingjin.

Weak and weak.

To Qin Heng, it was nothing but ants.

However, since these two white people looked down on the Chinese in words, Qin Heng didn't mind letting them see how powerful the Chinese are.

But just when Qin Heng walked over and was about to make a move.

Suddenly, he saw a girl next to her turn around and stop in front of two young Caucasians.

This girl looked about eighteen or nineteen years old, with a pretty appearance and exquisite facial features. Her appearance could definitely be said to be from Shangcheng. Her jet-black hair was tied into a ponytail, and she looked heroic.

She was wearing a white short-sleeved shirt and denim shorts, with her slender and white thighs exposed, full of youth and vitality.

"What did you just say?" The girl frowned lightly, looked at the two white youths, and said, "I'll give you a chance to change your mind about who can only dance and aerobics!"

Obviously, the girl understood what the two white youths had just said.

The two Caucasian youths were taken aback for a moment, then laughed loudly, and said in Chinese with a strange accent: "Hahaha! Beautiful lady, don't you Chinese only know how to do aerobics? You are as weak as a monkey."

"Look for a fight!" The girl shouted coquettishly, and she struck out directly, swinging both fists at the same time, and hit the two white youths in the face with lightning speed.

On the spot, their noses collapsed and their mouths were bleeding, and they collapsed and rolled on the ground, screaming.

"Tell you! Our Chinese martial arts have never been weak, but we are just too lazy to fight with you barbarians!" The girl pointed at the two young men lying on the ground angrily, and said coldly: "Get out! Don't let me fight again!" I see you!!"

"Yes yes yes! We were wrong! We were wrong!" The two white men screamed, looked at the girl resentfully, and ran away scrambling.

"You have already cultivated Ming Jin at a young age, which is not bad." Qin Heng walked over, praised the girl, and said with a smile: "If you didn't make a move just now, I would have done it."

"You?" The girl looked at Qin Heng in surprise, saw that he was about the same age as herself, and said with a smile: "It seems that you are also a practicing family, and you have a good eye. Hold your hand, my name is Fang Yiwen, what's your name?"

As she spoke, she stretched out her pale palm and placed it in front of Qin Heng.

This is not meant to be a greeting.

It is to test Qin Heng's kung fu, which is called helping hands in the martial arts world.

"Qin Xuantian." Qin Heng held the girl's palm with a smile, and a thousandth of the strength revealed from his fingers, turning into dark energy.

"Ah!" Fang Yiwen exclaimed and pulled her hands away. Seeing the bruises on her palms as if pricked by needles, she raised her head, looked at Qin Heng in disbelief, and said in disbelief: "An Jin, You look younger than me! How did you become dark energy?!"

Normally speaking, it is very rare to be able to practice Ming Jin before the age of 25 is a genius in the martial arts world, and it is not easy to practice dark energy before the age of 30.

This young man in front of him, who looks only seventeen or eighteen years old, is actually a master of the dark energy level, it's incredible! !
"Qin Xuantian, according to your name, are you from a Taoist sect?" Fang Yiwen looked at Qin Heng very curiously, took out her mobile phone, and said: "Qilu doesn't have any powerful Taoist sects, you should be from other provinces. Do you want to join me?" A WeChat, let's talk later? I still have something to do, so I need to leave."

"Yes." Qin Heng nodded slightly, and asked Fang Yiwen to scan his QR code and add each other's WeChat.

"Then let's talk back." Fang Yiwen was very happy to add Qin Heng's WeChat. After all, such a young and strong man with dark energy will definitely have a bright future in the future. Even if he doesn't want to develop further, it is very good to know such a friend.

If it wasn't because she had just received the news that her grandfather was hospitalized, she would have had to communicate more with this talented warrior first.

Qin Heng looked at Fang Yiwen's slender back, chuckled, and said to himself: "I didn't expect to meet a girl who knows martial arts just when I go out to eat some special snacks. The land of Qilu is indeed an ancient city with thousands of years, which is a bit unusual. ah."

Although to Qin Heng, even a martial arts master is not worth mentioning, he also knows how difficult it is for ordinary people to practice Ming Jin.

Qin Heng wandered outside for a while, then returned to the hotel.

Wait until evening.

There was a knock on the door outside the room.

Song Ningran walked in, sat on Qin Heng's bed, and said, "Mo Cheng said that everyone who came to inspect this time will be invited to Xianpin Pavilion Restaurant tonight. I don't really want to go."

She didn't want to see Mo Cheng.

"Mo Cheng? I just beat him up in the morning, and the scar healed up so quickly and he forgot the pain?" Qin Heng smiled and said, "Go, why don't you go? Let's take care of Boss Qian's business. "

When he was at the airport earlier, Qian Zhenghai rented Qin Heng's helicopter, and Song Ningran was also there, so he naturally knew that Qian Zhenghai was the owner of Xianpin Pavilion.

"I really want to go." Song Ningran lightly supported her forehead, finally sighed, and said, "Since it's Boss Qian's restaurant, there shouldn't be any disturbance in Mocheng, so let's go."

Qin Heng and Song Ningran did not live in the same hotel as Mo Cheng and others.

It's almost time for appointment.

The two took a taxi to Xianpin Pavilion.

While in the car, Qin Heng received a text message.

It was sent by Chen Qingzhu.

"President Qin, Liu Feng has already boarded the plane to Southeast Asia. He should be going to invite the Nanyang Shenlong. You have to be careful."

Qin Heng looked at the content of the text message, narrowed his eyes slightly, and put the phone away.

Nanyang Shenlong?

In front of him, even a real dragon has to bow his head!
What's more, he's just a small Transformation Realm Grandmaster!

……

Xianpin Pavilion is one of the most upscale restaurants in Qilu.

The cheapest dishes in it cost thousands of yuan, and the most expensive dishes even have one million dishes!

It is simply beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

Just as Qin Heng and Song Ningran entered the Immortal Pavilion, a welcoming lady came over.

"Ma'am, are you Ms. Song Ningran Song?" Miss Yingbin said respectfully and with a sweet smile.

"Yes, I am." Song Ningran nodded.

"Hello, Ms. Song, Mr. Mo of Mocheng and your classmates are waiting for you in the Tianzi private room on the sixth floor." Miss Yingbin raised her arms and was about to take Song Ningran to the elevator.

Qin Heng was about to follow, but was stopped by a waiter.

The male waiter looked at Qin Heng's attire, with some disdain in his eyes, and said lightly: "I'm sorry, Mr. Mocheng said that the private room in Tianzi is full, and there is only room for Ms. Song to sit alone.

This gentleman, please dine in the hall downstairs. You can order the dishes as you like. In the end, Mr. Mocheng will pay the bill, so you don't have to worry about spending money. "

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