My Wife Is the Martial Alliance Head: 1175 Three churches review

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1175 Three churches

Drinking banquets and beating the ring, such a thing, Li Fan did not bring Le Xiaohu. He is still young and has a strong temper, and he needs more training. Attending such a party, Li Fan was really afraid that he could not help but pick up the chairman of the Wushu Association and beat him up, which was really awkward.

At noon, Li Fan took Jiang Ye and went straight to the rich restaurant on the street to participate in the banquet hosted by the president of the association Yang Ye.

Jiang Ye followed by Li Fan's, like a small classmate, still holding his extraordinary sword for Li Fan.

It is said to be disciple, but it is more like a disciple of the sword.

Wealthy restaurant is not small, sitting on the street, the decoration is quite old-fashioned, red brick and green tiles, as if it were a restaurant passing through in ancient times. In this G City, there are still a lot of ancient buildings of this style, which have quite a sense of the past. On the red plaque, four large gold-plated characters sparkled, attracting diners. Two beautiful waiters dressed in cheongsam stood at the door, elegant and light makeup, tall and exquisite. The two saw Li Fan and simultaneously saluted him, making Li Fan mistakenly think that they are the past dignitaries.

"Congratulations to the adults."

The delicate voice rang in Li Fan's ears, which made his bones crisp. People in this restaurant really do it, it's hard to get people to think about it. However, such restaurants are often expensive. After all, what you enjoy here is not only gourmet food, but also unique service.

But what is unbelievable is that beside the two court beauties, there are four strong martial artists standing. These four seem to be born from a mother, each of which is huge and has fierce eyes, like the Hulk coming out of the set.

"But Master Li of Seven Heroes Dojo?"

A strong man with a purple birthmark on his face glanced at Li Fan and asked in a muffled voice. His voice seemed to knock on a cowhide drum with a broken skin, and the dull heart was uncomfortable.

"precisely, Little Ye."

The voice of Li Fan dropped, and Jiang Ye behind him stepped forward and handed a red invitation.

The big man looked at Jiang Ye twice. This girl is in the black and red martial artist's clothes of Seven Heroes Dojo, with a black mask on her face, hiding her identity. When you go out, you must cover your face with a mask. This is the rule set by Li Fan for Jiang Ye. Right now Jianghu is Murong Bo's eyeliner, Li Fan does not want to shoot outside the festival.

"Master Li, please go upstairs."

With a broken throat, Dahan stretched out his hand.

Li Fan was about to go upstairs, but the big man suddenly reached out and stopped Jiang Ye.

"What are you doing?"

The Jiang Ye voice is chilling and questioning.

"Only Master Li is invited on the invitation, others are waiting here."

"Ridiculous."

Jiang Ye sneered, quite disdainful. She instantly take action, locked on the big man's neck. A petite little girl just lifted this strong man with a height of nine meters and nine feet to lift arrived in the air with one hand. The big man suffocated his face, kicking his feet desperately, just like a battle of trapped beasts, struggling constantly, but unable to get rid of Jiang Ye's small hands. 【Zero ↑ ​​Nine △ Small ↓ Say △ Net】

The three warriors next to him were taken aback and were about to step forward to help, but Jiang Ye shouted coldly.

"Who dares to step forward, I twisted his neck."

The big man waved his hand desperately, and the other three martial arts masters took their steps, somehow.

At this time, the door of the restaurant was pushed open, and a man in gold trench glasses and a white trench coat stood there and glanced outside.

"Master Li, what do you mean by what is this?"

"Which one is yours?"

Li Fan pretends to be silly, and the other party frowns immediately.

"I am the president's big disciple, Jiang Hu. This restaurant is also my industry."

Jiang Hu looked at Li Fan with a little anger, "We master and disciple is kind and wants to entertain Master Li for a feast. I did not expect Master Li to be so overbearing and instruct his disciples to hit people."

"Is there? Did you hit someone?"

Li Fan looked at Jiang Ye in surprise, "Little Ye, did you hit him?"

"No, just look at his dirty clothes, help him clean up."

So, Jiang Ye slapped Dahan chest twice, and then put him back on the ground.

"Look, my disciple is also very kind. Help your people to take care of the dust. How can you injustice us beat us?"

The big man is like squatting for the rest of his life, covering his neck and squatting on the ground with a big breath. He never felt that the air smelled so beautiful! Life, I want to like you!

"..."

Jiang Hu was said to be speechless, and thought he was just a good boy to deal with. He didn't expect the other party to be so shameless, leaving him helpless.

"Since it is a misunderstanding, please ask Master Li to go upstairs."

"Look, people who open big restaurants are generous."

Li Fan grabbed Jiang Ye's ’s arm, "Go, Little Ye, people invite us for dinner at master and disciple, and we ca n’t neglect others. Go upstairs ... yes, thank you boss Jiang first."

"Thank you, Mr. Jiang."

Jiang Ye followed Master's thoughts and bowed to Jiang Hu.

Jiang Hu's body trembles slightly, and people have put their words here, can he still refuse?

"Then please, two."

Jiang Hu stretched out his hand, please give master and disciple upstairs to arrived.

Li Fan swaggered and came to second floor. This second floor was chartered all over, with more than twenty tables placed, but most of them were empty, with only two tables seated. Sitting at a table were two and a half hundred old men, a crane-haired child face, a white robe, and a pipe in his hand. The other sideburns are gray, heroic, and a suit. He looked at Li Fan's, full of disdain.

On the table next to it, it was also filled with martial arts masters, which seemed to be the directors of the major martial arts halls. Because practice is different, each human figure also has abnormalities. Some have long hands and some have long feet. Some are short and some are strong. It is also rare for so many warriors to gather together. It's just that everyone looked at Li Fan's's eyes, and they were full of hostility. This is something in common.

"Master Li, let me introduce you. This is the Great Master of the President of the Martial Arts Association, my master, Yang Ye, and Bajimen."

old man holding a pipe is facing Li Fan nodded with a smile, and he can't see the depth of his thoughts.

"Next to it is Chen Yuanchao, Chen Old Mister, Wing Chun Great Master, President of Wing Chun Association."

"Hum."

The old man with white temples exhales from his nose, and he does n’t seem to want to ignore Li Fan.

"Here is Master Zhang, Director of Flying Dragon Martial Arts Museum, Master Master of Yum! Martial Arts Museum, Master Guangming Martial Arts Museum ..."

Jiang Hu treated these people like a family, and reported everyone's name to Li Fan.

"Li Xiaoyou, please sit down."

After the introduction, Yang Ye knocked on the pipe, pointed to the position in front of him, and said to Li Fan.

"Thanks."

Li Fan walked like a dragon and stepped like a tiger, came up and was about to sit down. Master Zhang at the Flying Dragon martial arts hall next to him patted the table, stood up, and scolded.

"Chairman Yang, you are generous, but we can't. He is a guy with no money, why should he sit at a table with you?"