Urban divine farmer medical immortal

"Uncle Shi, you're too strong. You didn't see it. Kenneth's face turned black like the bottom of a pot." Back at Zhangjia villa, Zhang Long's worship of Southern Jiangsu rose to a new height, but he almost didn't worship Southern Jiangsu as an immortal.

Zhang Bancheng also admired this younger martial brother. The prestige of Southern Jiangsu once again flourished in Jiangnan.

Innumerable people are speculating about the breadth of the relationship in southern Jiangsu.

"Zhang Jia is a dragon this time. Zhang Bancheng's ancestral grave is also smoking. He is actually a younger martial brother like a real dragon."

The upper class circles in Jiangnan province are envious when they talk about Zhang Jia. Why don't they have such a powerful younger martial brother?

"Younger martial brother, although he has been involved in the investigation, the amount involved is so large that I'm afraid there will be no result in a short time." Zhang Bancheng suffered. Although they won a small victory, they still didn't get the money. No one knew what would happen in the middle.

After all, although the British exchange group is now compliant, no one can guarantee that they will play any tricks.

Zhang long, however, disagreed: "what are you afraid of? You have a great master. Any conspiracy is a paper tiger. In the face of great power, everything is a cloud."

Sunan's words are rough, but they are very reasonable.

Any intrigue, as long as dare to show in front of him, a blow smash is.

This is the reason why the congenital king can become a giant.

"Mr. Su, someone has sent an invitation outside."

At this time, Hong Shun came in from the outside. As Mr. Zhang's close driver, Hong Shun became the core of Zhang's family, and his position in Jiangnan province was also rising.

Zhang Long shrunk his mouth and said with some disdain, "let's throw it away. Now we Zhangjia receive fewer invitation cards every day. Who has so much time to deal with it."

Ever since the great power of Southern Jiangsu, there has been an endless stream of people coming to visit Zhangjia. Even if they can't see Southern Jiangsu, they will be satisfied as long as they can meet Mr. Zhang. After all, not everyone can expect to see Southern Jiangsu as a congenital king.

"Yes, young master." Hong Shun also feels that he has done too much. There are so many invitation cards that he can throw them away.

Sunan said: "now that I've brought them in, it won't take much time to have a look. As for whether I'll go or not, it depends on my mood."

After receiving the invitation, he opened it and looked at it. Sunan's face was stunned and said with a smile: "it's a little interesting. This time, it seems that they are really in a hurry."

"Uncle, what's this invitation Zhang Long asked.

"Kenneth sent it for me to enjoy the beautiful scenery of the west lake tonight." Sunan smiles and throws the invitation in his hand aside.

"This guy invited younger martial brother at this time. Does he want to be soft?" Zhang Bancheng picked up the invitation and looked at it with a smile on his face.

"Kenneth, this is to die to face, live to suffer, in order to save face, what means really do out."

"Grandfather, what's written on it?"

Zhang long was worried.

Wang Mengmeng was also angry and said, "that's to say, what do you want to sell? Tell me what these Englishmen have written. What are you invited to do?"

"It says that they are willing to return the dividends in recent years to Zhang Jia, and they are also willing to make the corresponding compensation, but they put forward a request, they asked me to go in person, as long as the money arrives, let us withdraw the prosecution against them."

"They want to solve the problem in private and wait for the provincial court to pronounce a verdict. It's a shame, right?" Wang Mengmeng is clear about Kenneth's idea, and has some disdain for it.

"That should be it."

Sunan nodded.

"Younger martial brother, will you go tonight or not?" Zhang Bancheng asked.

Sunan said: "go, of course, since the other party wants to give me money, how can I not go."

The West Lake is one of the most famous scenic spots in Jiangnan province. Although it's night, the moon is shining on the lake, showing another beautiful scene.

In an antique wooden boat, Kenneth was sitting at the head of the bed, with an old man with a hat on the other side of the boat.

"Uncle Shi, what the hell is this guy up to? It's not good to meet him anywhere. He chose to go to the lake. A foreigner would learn something poetic and picturesque. It's a shame."

Zhang Long personally drove Sunan to the West Lake, only to see Kenneth set the location on the lake, with a look of indignation on his face.

"I'll get you a boat. I'll be taller than him and compare the dead foreigner with him."

Sunan laughed and said, "no, I'll see what the hell he's up to."

As soon as he finished his words, his body leaped slightly. He was like a light swallow, with his toes pointing on the lake and dragonflies skimming on the water.

"That's a shame

Zhang Long's eyes are shining on the shore.

Hundreds of meters away, between the fingers, Sunan had already landed on Kenneth's bow.

Kenneth grew up. He thought that there would be countless ways for Sunan to come to his boat, but he didn't think of this one. A man had no tools to rely on, so he flew in the air from the shore hundreds of meters to his boat.

"It turns out that Mr. Su is an oriental immortal. No wonder, no wonder I'm convinced that Kenneth is in the hands of such an oriental immortal as Mr. Su." Kenneth is also a person who has seen the world, a little shocked, and soon stabilized his mood.

Sunan looked down at him and said, "Kenneth, there are still many things you don't know. Now that I'm here, what else do you have to say?"

Kenneth made a gesture of invitation and said with a smile, "don't worry, Mr. Su. How about sitting down for a drink and talking about it in detail?"

Sunan's face a cold, disdainful way: "you have no qualification to drink with me."

Kenneth's expression changed slightly. He raised his head to look at Sunan and said with a smile, "Mr. Su, it's too shameful."

Sunan stared at him like a sword: "Kenneth, I don't have time to gossip with you. If you invite me here just to amuse me, don't blame me for throwing you into the West Lake to feed the fish."

"I dare not amuse Mr. Su."

Kenneth stood up and went to the edge of the boat, his face suddenly turned cold.

"I invited Mr. Su here today just to tell you one thing."

"Oh?"

Sunan looked at him strangely and said with a sneer, "what's the matter?"

"A very simple thing, I want to tell everyone, that is, the beautiful scenery of the west lake tonight, the bright moon in the sky, is Mr. Su's death, today I want to let Mr. Su buried at the bottom of the West Lake."

Sunan's face suddenly became cold and alert.