Invincible in the world, I have seven masters who can rule the country

"You are not my enemy now. I have not killed you, and I don't care who sent you. It's best not to do it again, otherwise I won't be polite to you again!"

After defeating Ding Jinpeng with one move, Qin Jiuxiao spoke calmly.

"Young boy from the Qin family, you are in big trouble. You even dared to injure our deputy. One day you will kneel on the ground and repent!" Lu Liang and others said viciously.

"Haha, there are so many things for me to regret. Who do you think you are from the Yanshan tribe?"

Qin Jiuxiao looked disdainful: "Go back and tell your leader, just talk about me, Qin Jiuxiao. He'd better stay away from it. Once the blood splashes on him, everyone will not look good!"

Ding Jinpeng heard these words. He calmed down, stared at Qin Jiuxiao, and said: "Qin family boy, are you sure you have thought about it? Are you going to fight our Yanshan tribe to the end? Let me tell you, the top masters of the Yanshan tribe are definitely not It’s as simple as you think, although I must admit that you are very strong!”

"What? Are you threatening me in disguise? Believe it or not, I will regret it now and kill you losers first?"

Qin Jiuxiao took a step forward, locking Lu Liang and Ding Jinpeng with his violent aura.

Zhao Long and Yin Hu said: "Tiger King, do you want to kill him immediately to avoid future troubles?"

"Look at their performance, I will count to three and disappear in front of me immediately, otherwise I don't mind letting you go to hell to drink tea with the King of Hell now!"

Qin Jiuxiao's murderous aura spread all around.

Ding Jinpeng suffered internal injuries and knew that it was not appropriate to continue fighting at this moment.

He thought for a moment and said to Lu Liang and others: "Get out of here first!"

Several people fled in embarrassment, got into the black Phaeton car, and drove away.

"Tiger King, it's better to be careful with the Yanshan Department. They all have special privileges!"

Zhao Long said as he watched the Phaeton leave.

"The soldiers are coming to cover up the water and earth. I'm waiting for them to continue to seek death." Qin Jiuxiao returned to the car.

Ye Qing'er asked worriedly: "What's wrong with brother Jiuxiao? Are you in trouble again?"

"It's okay Qing'er, you don't need to worry about these things. We're going to Wangxiang Tower now. We kept you waiting."

The car sped along the main road and soon arrived at Jiangbei's five-star Chinese restaurant, Wangxiang Tower.

Many well-known luxury cars were parked at the entrance, with huge red banners hanging.

The banner read the title: Warmly celebrate the happy marriage of Mr. Park Zhikang and Miss Su Shiya, happy marriage, and growing old together.

The man's name made Qin Jiuxiao fall into deep thought. It was not like the name of a Daxia person.

At this moment, a handsome man wearing a white suit and tie with a red rose on his chest stepped forward.

There were several people around him. Ye Qing'er looked up and saw that they were all old acquaintances.

The bride, Su Shiya, was among the crowd who was an old classmate of Jiangbei University.

"Ah...Qing'er is here!"

When Su Shiya saw Ye Qing'er, she quickly greeted her with a smile, but her smile was a little false.

After watching for a moment, she suddenly exclaimed: "Wow, Qing'er, the rumors outside are not false, you have really restored your appearance! Oh my God, how did you do it? Did you secretly go to Tai Chi Tiger for plastic surgery?"

Everyone knows that Tai Chi Hu's plastic surgery technology is absolutely among the best in the world.

Su Shiya was not very familiar with the country Tai Chi Hu, because her man Pu Zhikang was a citizen of Tai Chi Hu.

"Shiya, I know her. She is the ugly duckling you often call her, right? I didn't expect that the ugly duckling has turned into a swan now!"

Pu Zhikang was also sizing up Ye Qing'er. Su Shiya had been telling him earlier that there was an old classmate who was ugly and was disfigured by a fire, but now his appearance miraculously recovered.

There was a flash of desire in his eyes.

I have to admit that Ye Qing'er, who has regained her appearance, surpasses her soon-to-be wife Su Shiya in appearance.

"I would venture to guess that if Miss Ye can restore her appearance, she must have gone to our country. I won't believe that you have such top-notch plastic surgery technology in your country."

Park Zhikang's expression was full of arrogance when he mentioned his country's Tai Chi Tiger.

Living in Daxia for these years, Pu Zhikang is very aware of the transcendent status of Tai Chi Tiger in the hearts of the people of Daxia.

Especially the girls in Daxia admire their Tai Chi Tigers extremely.

Most girls in Daxia fantasize about finding a Tai Chi boyfriend. They admire their country’s idol dramas and various stars from their country’s idol groups.

In recent years, micro-plastic surgery technology has been worshiped by girls in China.

In Daxia Kingdom, Park Zhikang can easily get a Daxia girl.

This was how he got Su Shiya. If it weren't for the fact that the Su family was quite capable and belonged to the middle class, Pu Zhikang would have just played with Su Shiya and would not have really married Su Shiya.

After he inquired about it, he learned that the overall strength of the Su family in Jiangbei was not bad, and that he came to Daxia to make money.

After discussing with his family, his parents agreed that he and Su Shiya should marry.

Otherwise, how could an ordinary girl like Su Shiya win over the flirtatious Pu Zhikang?

He would not give up the entire forest for a Daxia girl.

You must know that foreign men are almost sure to pick up girls in Daxia. Even black Africans are extremely awesome in the eyes of some Daxia girls.

At this moment, voices of approval sounded from the crowd one after another: "Yes, Ye Qing'er must have secretly gone to Tai Chi Tiger for plastic surgery, otherwise it would be impossible to recover so perfectly. Shiya met you two years ago, and she told us that at that time you Like a ghost..."

"No, it's scarier than a ghost. And now that I haven't seen you for two years, you have recovered so perfectly. You must have secretly gone to Tai Chi Tiger for plastic surgery!"

"Ye Qing'er, can you tell us which plastic surgery hospital in Taijihu did you go to? Tell us later, and we will go and have a look. Jimei can just raise the nose, have a skin lift, etc., and just do a little plastic surgery. .”

Four or five old classmates secretly humiliated Ye Qing'er while echoing Pu Zhikang.

In their eyes, Ye Qing'er's arrival is just a spice for everyone. At the wedding, the key is to please Pu Zhikang.

Because whether in Daxia or Tai Chi Tiger, the Pu family are very capable.

Pu Zhikang's father is a Tai Chi Tiger, a very successful wealthy businessman, and his mother is from Daxia. He is of mixed race.

Moreover, this Wangxianglou five-star restaurant is the property of Pu Zhikang's uncle.

Speaking of Fourth Master Xu from Jiangbei, who doesn’t know who doesn’t?

Fourth Master Xu's sister married Tai Chihu back then, and that man was Pu Zhikang's biological father.

Therefore, it is reasonable for everyone to fawn over Pu Zhikang.

Fourth Master Xu from Jiangbei is Pu Zhikang’s fourth uncle. Who dares to disrespect him?

"Haha..." Listening to everyone kneeling and licking their Tai Chi Tiger, Pu Zhikang showed a proud smile on his lips.

He suddenly took out his mobile phone, waved it in front of Ye Qing'er, and said, "Ms. Ye, I grew up in Taijihu, and I am very familiar with Taijihu's plastic surgery industry. If you don't mind, we can leave each other's phone numbers. It is convenient for follow-up contact. In my opinion, although your plastic surgery is perfect, there are still some flaws. When you return to China, I will help you introduce a plastic surgery master and treat you again to make you more beautiful. How about it?"

After he saw Ye Qing'er's stunning appearance, he immediately became obsessed and tried to find a way to get Ye Qing'er's contact information.

But Ye Qing'er refused directly: "Forget it, Mr. Park, thank you for your kindness. In fact, you have all misunderstood. My appearance was restored not by going to your country for plastic surgery, but by Brother Jiuxiao using Chinese medicine to help me cure it!"

"Cure by Chinese medicine? Who? Him?"

Pu Zhikang pointed at Qin Jiuxiao who was standing beside him without saying a word.

Ye Qing'er nodded firmly: "Yes, it was Brother Jiuxiao who helped me cure it with Chinese medicine."

"Hahaha..." When everyone heard this, they burst into laughter. It's not illegal to brag, so just brag as hard as you can!

Who doesn't know these days that Chinese medicine is just for bluffing people, and it even cured Ye Qing'er's burnt appearance? Who would believe it? Whoever believes it is two hundred and five.

"Hahaha, Ye Qing'er, your cold joke is not funny at all. You said this person used Chinese medicine to cure your grimace? Hahaha, we are laughing so hard!"

Su Shiya laughed so hard that she burst into tears, and the other old classmates also laughed so hard that they couldn't stand up straight.

"You...why are you laughing? What I said is completely true!"

Ye Qing'er looked aggrieved and helpless.

"Okay, Miss Ye, stop subsidizing your traditional Chinese medicine. No one in the Asia-Pacific region knows what traditional Chinese medicine is like. It's amazing to treat a headache and a fever. You actually said that he cured your burned appearance? We are not A three-year-old child wouldn’t believe such nonsense.”

Pu Zhikang looked at Qin Jiuxiao, his face full of teasing and disdain.

Swish!

However, suddenly Qin Jiuxiao pulled out the Emperor Tiger Army thorn and slashed Pu Zhikang's face. Blood immediately flowed out, and he was disfigured by Qin Jiuxiao's knife.

"You don't believe it, do you? It's easy to say, I'll disfigure you now, and I'll help you heal it afterwards. Then you will believe whether Chinese medicine can cure your disfigured appearance!"

Qin Jiuxiao didn't hesitate at all when the knife was cut.

With his backhand, he stabbed the Emperor Tiger Army in front of Su Shiya: "I saw you smiling happily just now, and looking at your disgusting face, you seemed to be mocking Qing'er. What? You don't believe it, right? Do you want me? Give you a knife and then help you heal?"

He said, looking around, and suddenly raised his voice: "How does Tai Chi Hu's plastic surgery technology qualify to be compared with Da Xia's medical skills? You are really ridiculous, following a Tai Chi tiger trash to laugh at Da Xia's medical skills, a soft-headed person who admires foreign things. It’s just saying that you guys have been kneeling for so long that you can no longer stand up, right?”