The strongest door-to-door son-in-law

428 Kick Hall
As soon as he finished speaking, Hu Yunlong's figure appeared in Bowu Hall, followed by the housekeeper Lao Pu.

Wu Zhaoyun stood up from his chair, looked at Hu Yunlong, and said with a faint smile: "Old Hu, after so many years, I thought you were dead long ago."

"Don't worry, I will never die in front of you." Hu Yunlong walked up to Wu Zhaoyun, and a powerful aura burst out, colliding with Wu Zhaoyun's aura.

Wu Zhaoyun, the head of the Wu Group in northern Beijing, came to Yanjing this time not only to inspect the development of the Wu Group in Yanjing, but also to settle an old matter.

Wu Zhaoyun and Hu Yunlong are a kind of different kind of friends. They have been together for most of their lives and have been fighting for most of their lives, whether it is business, tea art, martial arts and chess skills.

In terms of martial arts, Wu Zhaoyun has been suppressed by Hu Yunlong for more than ten years, which makes him very unconvinced.

Therefore, during this trip to Yanjing, he specially brought the master's battle flag with him, with the purpose of challenging the masters of the Bowu Hall privately opened by Hu Yunlong.

"Hu Yunlong, let's not talk nonsense. Today I brought a master's battle flag! As for the people in your martial arts hall, they don't seem to be very good." Wu Zhaoyun stretched out his hand to point to the battle flag and said with a proud look on his face.

Hu Yunlong glanced sideways at Zhan Qi. He could clearly feel that this guy was indeed very strong.

His eldest disciple Ling Xiao is probably no match for him.

But Hu Yunlong is not worried because Ye Feng will come.

Hu Yunlong is confident that as long as Ye Feng comes, even ten battle flags will not be his opponent.

"Old Wu, you said that you are already very old and you are still as competitive as a young man, which is not good for your health." Hu Yunlong joked.

"Stop talking nonsense, you little weakling in the martial arts gym, let my experts help you train." Wu Zhaoyun said and made a gesture to the battle flag.

After receiving Wu Zhaoyun's order, Zhan Qi's figure rushed forward, like a bolt of lightning, punching Ling Xiao fiercely.

With the master present, Ling Xiao could not show weakness and punched him.

"boom!"

After a muffled sound, the two of them retreated at the same time.

Zhan Qi took two steps back, and Ling Xiao took three steps back.

Zhan Qi belongs to the type who becomes more courageous the more he fights. He mobilizes the internal strength in his body, and his muscles bulge. The powerful force condenses on his fist, and he hits Ling Xiao with a violent punch.

The strong oppression made Ling Xiao dare not resist, and he only had time to make a blocking gesture.

"puff!"

Ling Xiao was directly punched by Zhan Qi, spurting out a mouthful of blood in the air. When he was about to hit the ground, he knocked over another wooden mannequin.

After falling to the ground, Ling Xiao struggled on the ground for a few times, but finally failed to stand up.

This scene made Hu Yunlong's expression stagnant. He really didn't expect that the top disciple of his martial arts school would be so vulnerable in front of the battle flag.

Wu Zhaoyun laughed proudly: "Let me tell you, the people you raise in your martial arts gym are all weak chickens. The masters I brought here can kill one with one punch!"

The other tough men who came with Wu Zhaoyun couldn't help but laugh.

The other disciples in the martial arts hall quickly helped Ling Xiao up from the ground, and they all glared at the battle flag.

Zhan Qi spat and cursed: "What a piece of rubbish. Is your Bo Wu Tang at this level? Who else can fight? Get out!"

One disciple couldn't help but roared angrily: "Fuck you, sir, you are the rubbish!"

After yelling, this disciple was about to rush forward, but was held back by other disciples. "Don't be impulsive. Even senior brother is no match for him. If you go up there, you will only get beaten in vain!"

"Even if I get beaten, I can't tolerate this dog being so arrogant!"

"Master is here, we have to wait for his orders!"

Hu Yunlong's face was very ugly, and the butler Lao Pu also had a face as cold as ice and remained silent.

Noticing Hu Yunlong's face, Wu Zhaoyun became even more proud: "Lao Hu, weren't you quite arrogant before? After so many years, you finally lost to me. But I am still very disappointed that you opened such a restaurant. There’s not even a single person in the martial arts school who can fight, which is really disappointing.”

Hu Yunlong raised his hand and looked at the time, and said coldly: "Old Wu, you just defeated one of my disciples in Bowu Hall. Don't get carried away. When my master comes, just wait and cry."

Wu Zhaoyun didn't believe it at all: "Just brag. If you have a master, you will be the first to show it. You will never let me have the upper hand."

After having known each other for so many years, Wu Zhaoyun boasted that he still understood Hu Yunlong.

Zhan Qi, who always liked fighting, seemed a little manic because he didn't stay hidden enough: "Before coming here, I thought Bo Wu Hall was a place where crouching tigers, hidden dragons, but now it seems, it's just a garbage collection place."

"Fuck, you're spitting shit all over your mouth, I'm here to fight you." The former disciple gritted his teeth and cursed angrily, and wanted to rush forward and fight Zhanqi again.

However, he was eventually caught by other disciples of Bo Wu Tang.

"Bo Wu Hall is naturally a place where dragons and tigers hide, but the arrival of rubbish like you has polluted this place." A cold voice, like the cold wind of the twelfth lunar month in winter, blew in from outside the door of Bo Wu Hall.

Looking around, Ye Feng's figure appeared at the gate of Bowu Hall.

"Ye Feng!" Hu Yunlong's face showed a hint of joy and he hurriedly greeted him.

The appearance of Ye Feng made Wu Zhaoyun feel nervous. Could this be the master that Hu Yunlong said?

Wu Zhaoyun's eyes turned around Ye Feng's body twice, and soon relaxed, because he could not feel the aura of a strong man from Ye Feng's body.

Being called trash, Zhan Qi was so angry that he looked in the direction of Ye Feng and roared: "Boy, you are a useless dog that came out of nowhere, come here and die!"

Ye Feng ignored Zhan Qi at all, but looked at Hu Yunlong and said, "Mr. Hu, I shouldn't be late, right?"

"You came just in time!" Hu Yunlong couldn't help but reached out and patted Ye Feng's strong shoulder, with a smile on his face.

Wu Zhaoyun stepped forward, looked at Ye Feng and said disdainfully: "Lao Hu, is this guy the master you just mentioned?"

"What, you don't believe it?" Hu Yunlong asked back.

Wu Zhaoyun said disdainfully: "With such a small body like this kid, Zhan Qi can knock him away with one punch!"

"Really? I'm afraid he will kneel in front of me and cry for mercy later." Ye Feng sneered.

"Boy, you need capital to be crazy. You'd better not cry for your father and mother later." Wu Zhaoyun couldn't help but say something.

Ye Feng stopped paying attention to him and walked directly towards the battle flag.

"Come here quickly and die, and I will give you a good time." Zhan Qi hooked his fingers at Ye Feng.

In Ye Feng's eyes, the five-big and three-thick war flag was no different from an ant. If it wasn't to vent his anger on Hu Yunlong, Ye Feng wouldn't even bother to slap him to death.

(End of this chapter)