The son-in-law of the female president

Seeing the young master appear for the second time, the flustered Director Xia suddenly calmed down.

This man can always bring her an inexplicable sense of security, as if with him, all crises can be resolved.

"Maybe this is his charm!"

Director Xia Mei's eyes filled with admiration.

As Jiang Tong walked in, there was a dead silence in the private room, except for Chen Youlai with a gloomy face.

"Are you the kid from the Jiang family?"

Chen Youlai quickly returned to his original appearance, with his hands behind his back, looking full of confidence.

Others respected him as a young master, but Chen Youlai didn't respect him.

Under the mask, Jiang Tong's eyes were neither happy nor sad, without the slightest emotion.

He ignored Chen Youlai, but looked at Li Dafu, and asked softly: "You just said, what am I?"

Li Dafu shook like a sieve.

And Master Chen looked at Jiang Tong's contempt for him, and snorted heavily: "The more you know that I am a warrior, the more you should know how to respect me!"

Jiang Tong seemed to be smiling but not smiling:

"is it?"

Master Chen raised his head slightly, and said calmly: "It should be so!"

As for Jiang Xingyun at the side, he shook his head while laughing, and sighed in his heart.Looking at Master Chen again, it was like looking at a dead person.

"Chen Youlai, how do you know what kind of existence is standing in front of you besides the identity of the young master?"

Jiang Xingyun couldn't help but speak.

Master Chen was taken aback.

Looking at Jiang Tong, he was full of doubts. Could it be that the young master of the Jiang family opposite is also a warrior?
However, martial arts journey is as difficult as ascending to the sky.

The younger he was, the more he looked down on Master Chen. He had studied hard for six years before he could achieve a small success in boxing.

This young master of the Jiang family is under 30 years old, even if he is a warrior, he still lacks the time to settle down.

Unless after ten or twenty years, the young master has achieved something in his studies, that's about the same.

"Master Chen, hurry up and save me!"

Li Dafu opened his mouth in horror.

Ever since he saved Master Chen's life more than ten years ago, this Master Chen has always stayed by his side.

He once saw with his own eyes in the snow forest that Master Chen killed a South China tiger with his bare hands.

Master Chen sighed:

"Boy, get back quickly, once I punch, there will be casualties."

Director Xia also became worried, and whispered: "Young master, let's go."

She also felt guilty.

She doesn't know what martial arts master means?
But it can be seen from Li Dafu's respect and Jiang Xingyun's fear that this Master Chen should be very powerful.

Jiang Tong raised his eyes and spoke with a smile, his voice was slightly hoarse: "Chang Xia, do you know why Jiang Xingyun respects me so much?"

Director Xia was stunned.

Isn't this nonsense, you are the young master of the Jiang family, your status is as expensive as a dragon, Jiang Xingyun must respect him.

It seemed that Director Xia had doubts in his heart.

Jiang Tong shook his head lightly:

"You're wrong, Jiang Xingyun has never been in awe of me because I am a young master."

Every time Jiang Tong said a word, he took a step forward.

Li Dafu, Master Chen and the others were also curious, it seemed that they were not respecting his status as a young master, but what was that respecting?
Jiang Xingyun stood up at this moment, respectfully said:

"The young master still has an identity overseas, others call him Jiang Diye!"

What do you mean?
I've never heard of this name before, does the young master have other identities?
Jiang Xingyun shook his head and smiled:
"That's right, at your level, you can't reach overseas."

Master Chen snorted softly: "What Jiang Diye, in the end it's just relying on the strength of the Jiang family."

Jiang Xingyun's next words stunned everyone.

He said calmly: "You just need to know that the Jiang family in Yanjing is no fart in front of the young master."

Suddenly, everyone gasped.

Master Chen snorted softly, took a step forward, suddenly clenched his fingers into fists, and pushed out horizontally.

When Director Xia saw Jiang Tong standing there motionless, his face changed drastically: "Young master, get out of the way."

Master Chen's expression brightened.

He said in his heart: "My punch will definitely hurt him."

Next.

When Master Chen's fist was within walking distance of Jiang Tong, Jiang Tong moved and slapped him forward.

Master Chen's face suddenly changed, as if he had seen a ghost.

"No!"

He yelled out in horror.

With the sound of 'snap', under everyone's shocking eyes, this Master Chen seemed to be spinning rapidly and fell off, and flew out backwards.

Finally, he hit the wall, blood gushed out of his mouth, and fell to the ground lifeless.

Li Dafu was so dumbfounded that his jaw almost fell to the ground.

Others don't know Master Chen's ability, but Li Dafu has seen it with his own eyes. Two years ago, he was surrounded by more than 100 people in the bathing center.

It was Master Chen who carried him behind his back and forced his way out. Hundreds of people were knocked to the ground.

A steel plate several inches thick can leave a finely defined fist mark on it.

This kind of existence, in Li Dafu's view, is almost the same as the martial arts masters in ancient novels.

It was an invincible person like Master Chen who was slapped away by this young master lightly.

Master Chen opened his eyes wide in disbelief.

"how is this possible!"

I am a master of 'Jing Jin', splitting gold and cracking stones, one against ten.

In front of the young master, he didn't even have a chance to fight back, it was like swishing a fly away.

"No, I kicked the iron board."

Master Chen was sweating like rain, he got up and ran away regardless of the pain in his body.

Jiang Tong shook his head and said indifferently: "It's useless, you can't run away."

As soon as Master Chen rushed out the door, there was a deafening gunshot outside the door, and then Master Chen, whose eyes were wide open and blood dripping from his forehead, was brought in.

Throw it on the ground like a dead dog.

Jiang Xingyun walked up to Master Chen, bent down and squatted down, and patted Master Chen's face.

He smiled faintly and said:

"No matter how fast you move, can you go faster than a bullet?"

It's a pity that no one answered in the dead silent private room.

Jiang Xingyun stood up, looked at the pale-faced Li Dafu, and said, "The old man was once assassinated by warriors. Since then, the Jiang family created the Eighteen Knights of Tianying, which specializes in hunting warriors."

Among the warriors who died among the ten riders of Tianying, there were not ten, but seven or eight.

There is even a master of horizontal training in South Asia, who is invulnerable to flesh and blood, and is invulnerable to fire and water.

In the end, it wasn't that he was ridden by the Eighteenth Sky Shadow, and his life was exhausted!

"Little...young master, spare me, as long as you let me go, I, Li Dafu, will follow you in the future." Li Dafu almost lost his footing.

He didn't expect that the young master of the Jiang family was also a master.

And the cultivation level must be higher than that of Master Chen.

Jiang Tong said lightly:
"Your Majesty!"

Li Dafu did not hesitate at all, and knelt on the ground with a 'gudong' sound.

He hastened to speak:
"It's Si Ning'an. That kid, Si Ning'an, set up a trap. He wanted to expose the video of my boss, Chang Xia, and ruin her reputation."

Director Xia Wenyan was shaking violently.

I couldn't believe it in my heart, but Si Ning'an actually wanted to send her to hell!

Behind.

Holding a pistol in his hand, Jiang Xingyun walked behind Li Dafu step by step with a calm expression.

The tone is cold and said:
"You are not qualified to follow the young master!"

Jiang Tong walked up to Director Xia and said calmly, "Let's go, after today, there will be no more Li Dafu in Jinling!"

The two had just walked a few steps.

A gunshot rang through the private room, followed by silence.