Time and Space Trading Drift Bottle

Chapter 435 I Can't Be Provoked

The little grandmaster is angry, and ordinary people really can't afford to offend him.

As the elevator slowly descended, although the martial artist's aura that Fan Chengfeng felt before became stronger and stronger, it was still as scumbag as ever.

If Zhao Hao hadn't said something to him later, he really didn't want to come with him.

The lowest nursing home on Qingyang Temple is also a small master starting, and it depends on whether there are any special abilities.Although it is not always considered a Chinese cabbage in Qingyangguan, it is not a rare species.

If Zhou Wanru knew that when she went to the capital city, she actually mixed with some low-level martial artists, or even had to compete with each other, wouldn't she laugh at him to death?
The elevator door opened, and the basement was full of secrets.

The lights are brilliant, like a city that never sleeps.With the big arena in the middle as the origin, the audience stands on all sides continue to extend upwards.It looks like a big theater.

However, there are not so many places.

It's not that kind of plastic chairs, but octagonal pavilions one after another, with stone tables and chairs inside.

When Fan Chengfeng and Zhao Hao entered, shouts came from several pavilions.

There are warriors with long swords in the pavilion, but most of them are in casual clothes.

There are also young sons in suits and leather shoes, as well as gorgeous and gorgeous beauties. Many of them are faces that Fan Chengfeng has seen on TV.

These people drank heavily and communicated unscrupulously.

Those starlets who are famous in front of everyone are completely at the bottom here, and some even have the role of pouring wine.

Fan Chengfeng couldn't help but sigh with emotion, Zhao Hao really didn't lie to me.

The two walked towards the octagonal pavilion, and a man in a suit also came over.

In his thirties, he is a bit sunny and handsome, with a contagious smile, like a successful person.

From a long distance away, Zhao Hao shouted at the man: "Old Qian,"

This is the owner of the clubhouse, Qian Fang.

"Xiaohao, I was about to call you, but I didn't expect to come here so soon."

Qian Fang yelled at Zhao Hao, but looked at Fan Chengfeng.

See how a person's relationship is, you can hear it from each other's address.

"Haha, I came here uninvited."

Zhao Hao smiled at Qian Fang, and planned to introduce Fan Chengfeng to him.

Who knows, Qian Fang smiled and said to Fan Chengfeng: "I heard earlier that Chuanshu Tangyan brought a mysterious young man to Beijing secretly. This one must be Mr. Fan Chengfeng."

Fan Chengfeng smiled, "Boss Qian has great powers,"

Qian Fang made some false quotations towards the Bajiao Pavilion, "Mr. Fan Chengfeng came from a long way, please."

Qian Fang dared to create such a club and set the threshold so high. If there is a million-dollar club, then of course it would not be an ordinary person.Tang Yan had only been in the capital city for one day before he received the news and found out the details of Fan Chengfeng, which is amazing.

Fan Chengfeng and Zhao Hao came to the Bajiao Pavilion, not to mention the warriors, those little stars who accompanied them really opened Fan Chengfeng's eyes.

There are two people in each octagonal pavilion, all of them are the so-called big names in the film and television industry who are red and purple. After putting on makeup, they are really more beautiful than flowers.

The person who is sought after by thousands of people is just a small person here, and he must be careful to laugh with him.

The rich are not as good as the powerful, this sentence is really a wise saying.

As for Zhao Hao, the young masters in suits and leather shoes knew each other, but Fan Chengfeng, who was by Zhao Hao's side, knew very few of them.

They all looked puzzled, and even a little puzzled.

Qian Fang clapped his hands and said, "Everyone, this is Mr. Fan Chengfeng from Shannan. How about we raise our glasses together?"

Although he is the owner of the club, Qian Fang's influence is not small, whether it is those young masters or those warriors, they all raised their glasses according to their words.

Qian Fang purposely set up such a place for young masters and warriors to communicate with each other. In addition to attracting those young masters to pay for it, it is more about being able to make friends with sect disciples.

Although warriors are often detached, they are also human beings, they like money, and need it more than ordinary people.

Every martial artist who came to the clubhouse would receive a gift from Qian Fang before leaving, so Qian Fang had a very good reputation in the famous sect, and many martial artists would give him a little favor.

After everyone drank together, Qian Fang said: "Mr. Fan Chengfeng, he is already a master martial artist at a young age. To be able to see him here today, to be honest, I am really lucky."

Everyone's expressions froze suddenly, obviously a little incredulous.

Although warriors from various sects often come to the clubhouse, they cannot invite junior masters.

Such a character would not come to the clubhouse to show his face for a little money.

Furthermore, at Fan Chengfeng's age, it is really impossible to associate him with the little grandmaster.

Fan Chengfeng just nodded, and then sat down calmly.

He chose a good seat, right next to a female star who was pouring wine for everyone in the octagonal pavilion.

This actress Fan Chengfeng usually doesn't watch a lot of TV dramas she starred in. I heard that she is worth billions of dollars, so I didn't expect to come here.

Fan Chengfeng is not someone who likes chasing stars, the reason why he is sitting here is actually just to take a closer look at these stars and make comparisons by the way.

I used to be separated from the screen, but now I am sitting next to him, and even others have a flattering smile.

This is the benefit of identity and rights.

It's just that, although this looks good, compared with Su Yating, it still lacks something.

As for comparing with Zhou Wanru, she was thrown eighteen blocks away.

There was a big gap between what he imagined and Fan Chengfeng was a little disappointed.

"senior,"

Zhao Hao gently tugged his sleeve at the side, Fan Chengfeng came back to his senses, but found that many people were looking at him.

Some don't know why, "Why are you looking at me, drink what you should drink."

Zhao Hao said helplessly: "Senior, there are two young heroes who want to ask you for advice on two tricks."

Only then did Fan Chengfeng notice that in the octagonal pavilion next door, there were two young men with swords looking at him angrily.

It should be these two people who said they want to ask for advice!
"sure,"

Fan Chengfeng picked up a glass of wine on the table, said something lightly, and then drank it down in one gulp.

However, the moment he drank the wine, his internal force was activated and his breath rippling.

In the octagonal pavilion, no matter whether it was the warrior or the young master, it seemed as if he had been hit hard. Fan Chengfeng stood up slowly, "If you fight with me, it will kill you."

Everyone's face suddenly changed, and the internal force could even condense into reality to hurt people. Is the strength of the little grandmaster so terrifying?
Fan Chengfeng laughed lightly, picked up the wine glass again, and said to the actress holding the wine bottle, "Pour the wine,"

(End of this chapter)