Rural Shennong

The nightlife in the Big Apple is very rich.

On a busy day, people are willing to invite friends and relax under the neon lights.

So at this time, the traffic on the road is very dense, and the traffic jam is deadly, and the speed is about the same as that of a turtle crawling.

They left Broadway and drove a total of six cars. Among them, Chen Ping and Du Shiman were in Liu Yiming's car, and the rest were divided into five cars.

Before going far, the convoy broke up at a traffic light intersection, and Chen Ping and his car were squeezed into the traffic flow, so they couldn't die, and there was a scratch accident in front of them.

Liu Yiming smiled wryly and said, "That's what's wrong with the Big Apple City. During the peak hours at night, it's hard to get around in the urban area. It's not as fast as taking the bus or subway."

"Especially the road from downtown to Long Island, because there are so many nightclubs there at night, so there are also many cars going in that direction."

"This kind of thing is happening now!" Liu Yiming pointed to the two drivers who were arguing in front of the accident: "I'm afraid we will be stuck here for a long time."

Chen Ping smiled and said: "It's okay, anyway, Shiman and I are not in a hurry, as long as they can find a place."

Liu Yiming quickly said: "That's no problem. There are students from our academy in the car in front of us. They know where the Caesar Resort Hotel is."

The five cars in front were not involved in a car accident, and they were getting farther and farther away from Chen Ping and the others.

But everyone was not worried, with Chen Pinghe's Liu Yiming around, even if they came a little late, there was no possibility of any problems.

This group of people are all warriors, and they are all Chinese, so they are naturally close.

Moreover, both parties were very curious about the development of martial arts in Huaguo and Citigroup, and they quickly chatted together.

The driver in the front car was Liu Yiming's daughter, Liu Yingying, the president of the student union of Huaqiao Martial Arts Academy.

She chatted happily with Wei Lan who was sitting in the co-pilot.

Especially when Wei Lan talked about the Huaguo Martial Arts Conference, her eyes were shining brightly.

Wei Lan said eloquently: "At that time, I was the captain, and I was the finale player."

"The team from Jinling Martial Arts Academy is still a seeded team, and it's a bit worse than the three Wuda teams in Beijiang, Xijiang and Dongjiang."

Liu Yingying was a little nervous: "You, have you hit him?"

Wei Lan unscrewed the mineral water bottle and took a sip of water: "Listen to me!"

"That kid looks very strong. I just finished saluting with him when he came up with a left forward kick, a right whip kick, and a left jab."

Wei Lan said while gesticulating: "I'm all out of defense! The ring competition, until the end, I put my right fist on his nose and didn't hit him."

"I smiled and was about to close the punch. At this moment, he suddenly threw another left jab. I was careless and didn't dodge. He hit me in the face!"

Liu Yingying said in amazement: "You...you lost?"

Wei Lan looked displeased: "Of course not!"

"With one Hunyuan palm and five consecutive whips, I got rid of him."

"He's still not convinced."

"I just stood on the stage and told him, young man, you don't talk about martial arts, come to cheat, come and attack!"

"I advise you to stop playing such clever tricks, peace is the most important thing in martial arts..."

Watching Wei Lan winking, gesticulating and using exaggerated movements, what else did you say, the old man who is a year older than you, and the young people in the car laughed like crazy.

Liu Yingying also leaned forward and back with a smile: "Brother Wei, you are making this up, right? Which Wuhan University in Huaguo are you from?"

Wei Lan didn't answer Liu Yingying's question, and his master didn't say anything, so how dare he talk nonsense.

He coughed twice and said, "I'm just joking, don't take it seriously."

"By the way, Yingying, there is also a martial arts tournament here at Citigroup, right?"

As soon as he said this, the students of the Overseas Chinese Martial Arts Academy in the commercial vehicle were all silent, and Liu Yingying's face also changed from sunny to cloudy, showing a bit of resentment and depression.

Wei Lan froze for a moment: "Uh, just pretend I'm fine."

Liu Yingying shook her head: "It's nothing, this matter is not a secret in Citigroup."

"Citigroup also has martial arts competitions held by various martial arts schools, which have a longer history than the martial arts competitions held in Huaguo."

"Don't be afraid of Brother Wei's jokes, our Overseas Chinese Martial Arts Academy is the bottom of the existence, even...even the existence that is humiliated by others."

"We have not made it out of the Big Apple preliminaries for ten consecutive years and entered the main game."

"In the Big Apple City, Columbia University Martial Arts Academy is the absolute overlord, even in the entire Citigroup, it is ranked among the top ten martial arts schools."

"Our college happens to be in the same preliminaries as Columbia Martial Arts Academy, and we are abused by them every year!"

A young man in the back compartment said angrily, "It's fine if you say you're not as good as someone else, but the Brotherhood Academy humiliates our academy every time in the qualifiers."

"The year before last, our college managed to recruit a good seedling, and they poached it!"

A girl next to him with freckles on her face nodded and said, "If Senior Sister wasn't the daughter of our dean, she would have been poached away by them long ago. Those people are really disgusting!"

Liu Yingying said indifferently: "Even if my father is not the dean, I will not go to the martial arts academy of Columbia University."

"Their martial arts resources and teachers' strength will all be inclined to those white students, and then blacks. Unless our Chinese students are so talented, we are willing to bow our knees and pick up some martial arts resources that they can't use as leftovers."

"Even if I, Liu Yingying, were to die, I wouldn't go there and wait for someone."

They chatted all the way, and it didn't take long for them to arrive at the entrance of the Caesars Resort Hotel in Long Island.

Wei Lan and Liu Yingying got out of the car, and after waiting for a while, four cars came one after another.

Liu Yingying called Liu Yiming and learned that they had to wait for a while.

Liu Yiming asked Liu Yingying to take everyone in to order food first, instead of waiting for them in the parking lot.

Liu Yingying asked Zuo Bingxiu, Wei Lan and others for their opinions.

Zuo Bingxiu and Wei Lan didn't care, the guests were as they wished.

So Liu Yingying led a large group of them into the hotel gate.

The business of this Caesars Resort Hotel is very good. You can see from the glass windows that the seats inside are full, and there are many tables on the lawn outside. Those who eat outside are a bit noisy and chaotic.

As soon as she entered the hotel lobby, Liu Yingying was stopped by a waiter: "I'm sorry, miss, the lobby and private rooms are already full. If you want to eat, you can add tables on the lawn outside."

Liu Yingying explained: "We booked the largest private room in advance."

The waiter was slightly taken aback: "The biggest private room is already occupied, do you remember wrongly?"

Now Liu Yingying was in a hurry: "Impossible, my father booked the private room, and the deposit was paid. When he booked the private room, he was by his side."