Chapter 187 Departure

The dead silence of the whole banquet hall is another cold scene after Mo Yiyi's speech, but the effect this time is obviously more shocking.

Most of you are still very familiar with Wang Ji. He is the first master of the Changge Gang and a disciple of the ancient Wuzong sect. This level of identity alone makes people afraid of him, but such an omnipotent master in the eyes of others is looked young. The man was defeated, and he was thrown down from mid-air with this absolute disadvantage, which showed that the opponent's force value was much higher than Wang Ji's.

The smile on Chen Zhongyi's face stiffened. Originally, he thought that as long as Wang Ji took action, the hairy boy Ye Feng, was completely speechless, but the result was completely beyond his expectation. Before he had checked his son's injury, Wang Ji had already been defeated without suspense. The speed was so fast that Chen Zhongyi I couldn't help frowning. This ghost master, who I always needed to rely on, was so easily dealt with by the other party?

He couldn't believe his eyes, but Wang Ji's words made him feel like being hit on the head. He suddenly woke up and knew that things had completely exceeded his expectations, and Wang Ji did lose to the young man's hands. This result and psychological expectations caused such a big gap, which made him instantly Feel a blow that has never been blowd before.

Looking at Ye Feng again, it is not only the kind of heart-eating anguishment, but also a little more apparing. Although the ghost sect is not the most powerful one in the ancient martial arts sect, the hand of the ghost hand is a little famous, and it is difficult to break through the defense of the ghost hand. Such a master was defeated by a young man who jumped out casually. At this time, Chen Zhongyi could not think of anyone else under his men who could withstand the attack of the other party.

Ye Feng did not look at Chen Zhongyi's murderous fierce eyes. For these people who could not pose a threat to him at all, Ye Feng would rarely care about the provocation of the other party, unless he was annoyed. At that time, Ye Feng would definitely find a dark and windy night to quietly give those guys who could threaten his life. Kill it on the ground.

Sitting back in his original seat, his eyes were full of surprise. Mo Yiyi had seen Ye Feng's skills. In her words, he was an extremely horrible guy compared with a group of gangsters, but it was only limited to opponents at the level of gangsters, but Wang Ji's reputation was in the Qing Gang. There is also a very high majesty. There is no such master youth gang, and even the most powerful Wang Ping can't help him.

At this moment, she saw that Ye Feng fell Wang Ji's old man so cleanly and fiercely. The ripples caused by the shock in her heart were enough to set off a wave. She couldn't guess how this guy of the same age could have such perverted force.

The most calm thing on the whole table is Pan Guowen. In the fight incident outside the rock storm, he already understood that Ye Feng was strong and almost beat others side by side. At that time, in his opinion, the strength of several saber-toothed tiger candidate special forces was also extremely strong, so His strength can't defeat Ye Feng, so it can't be imagined how powerful his real power is.

The most shocking thing is Wang Ping. He has always regarded Wang Ji as the opponent he will surpass in his life, but he did not expect that the powerful master in his eyes made him have to try his best to deal with it. He fell fiercely in front of Ye Feng. Otherwise, Wang Ji's strength The amount has declined with age, but it is not so miserable that it can be directly knocked down within two moves. This gap in strength does not mean that Wang Ji's age can be made up by 20 years.

Facing Wang Ji's awe and breaking up with the heavy fall, Wang Ping's eyes were full of awe, but more excited.

"You are too strong!" Wang Ping couldn't help saying that this was indeed his heartfelt. In the whole Qing Gang, Wang Ping's desire for power was probably so small that he could almost ignore it. What he cared more about was his own strength.

Ye Feng felt the fierce and worshipful eyes of the people around her, and seemed to be greatly satisfied. There was a proud smile on her face, "It's the old man who is too weak!"

He was choked by Ye Feng's words, and the expression on Wang Ping's face was slightly stagnant. Didn't he say that the masters were very reserved? Why didn't this guy have the demeanor of a master at all? However, despite this, the respect for Ye Feng still exceeded the age limit, which made Wang Ping suddenly find a new pursuit of life!

"How did you... do it?" Wang Ping originally wanted to say that you could teach me, but he felt that others would not agree, so he changed his tone and asked in another euphemistic way.

Ye Feng saw that Wang Ping was very excited at this moment. He smiled, reached out and patted him on the shoulder and said elegantly, "Don't worry. If you have time, I'll teach you some yin people's methods. Your foundation is barely good. Although it's a little late now, there may not be no possibility of remedy. When the banquet is over, I'll teach you how!"

When Su Zhe came over, Ye Feng had already sat back, and Chen Zhongyi left with his son. Wang Ji didn't know when he walked out of the banquet hall with the people of the Changge Gang. For a moment, nearly one-third of the guests in the banquet hall left.

Mo Yiyi still sat in his seat and did not move. It seemed that he didn't see the people of the Changge Gang take the lead in leaving. Even if someone spoke rudely, he didn't care about it, and his expression was as if he didn't know what had happened.

Seeing such a situation, Su Zhe had a little doubt on his face, which was a conflict between their gangs. Although he did not need to jump out and cause trouble for himself, as the party organizer, he still had to communicate with Mo Yiyi.

"Big Boss Mo, look at the current situation, do you want me to come forward to reconcile it!" Su Zhe still felt a little uncomfortable calling a little girl "Old Boss Mo", but the identity of the other party has been determined. There is nothing wrong with his name. From his standpoint, there is basically no contradiction with both sides. As his identity, it is most appropriate to come forward to be a peacemaker!

Su Zhe wanted to sell a favor, but Mo Yiyi was not very grateful, but he still shook his head politely and said, "Thank you for your kindness, Boss Su. I don't need to bother you!" They can leave if they want. They are not a family and can't sit together!"

Su Zhe did not feel embarrassed. He smiled and said nothing more. He glanced at Ye Feng and saw that he was still restless. He did not feel that his behavior had offended the whole Changge Gang at all. He couldn't help shaking his head secretly, but when he saw Pan Guowen getting together with them, it seemed to be against this A young man had a good impression. Su Zhe couldn't help but be puzzled. He took a look at Pan Guowen and didn't see anything strange from the other party's face, so he didn't stay any longer. He said goodbye and turned away.

Such an episode happened in the middle, which did not affect other gangs to continue to stay at the banquet, no one left the Zen martial arts hall, and some other powerful gangs stayed. They did not have the confidence of the Changge Gang, except for some small gangs attached to the Changge Gang's online to follow the crowd. Leaving, the rest are just regarded as a good play.

Zhang Qianyuan's table was knocked over by Chen Shuifa's body, and all kinds of delicacies were scattered on the ground, but soon a waiter came up to clean up and rearrange the tables and chairs. In less than five minutes, the same dish was served again, and there was no trace of dirty from the ground.

Hotels such as the millionaire have always been mainly service-oriented, especially beautiful waiters. They are all very watery. They are dressed in water-blue professional suits close to their bodies. The white breasts support their chest high, and underneath is a narrow skirt. The skirt can just cover the buttocks and look extremely sexy. And the tense atmosphere just now, because of the graceful posture shown by these waiters when they walked around, made the hearts of these geeks excited and opened their appetite.

Of course, few people dare to openly tease waitresses in such high-end service places. Although the public who come to consume are basically the best in various fields, compared with the status of waiters, it is naturally much higher. Many similar places flirt with beautiful waitresses from time to time. Generally, they are taken advantage of by the guests, and then they don't do it.

However, this has never happened in the rich. A few years ago, a boss of a listed company came here to consume. As a result, he saw a waitress at the front desk who was gentle and beautiful and openly flirted. As a result, after he walked out of the door of the rich man's hotel, his hands were interrupted and he dared not fart. This matter has been widely spread, so few people dare to provoke those waitresses in the rich after that, and at most they will moles them with their eyes.

Ye Feng is very envious of those men who can work in the rich. Every day, he sees so many sexy and enchanting beauties walking around in front of him. How happy it is to have a happy day when he has nothing to do. He has the guts to come here to be a cleaner, so that whenever he bends over, he doesn't have to Worried about being discovered and unscrupulously appreciate the scenery under their skirts!

The banquet hall has returned to the previous noise. The atmosphere does not seem to have been cold because of the conflict just now. The life with meat will always make people forget the troubles. The people on the tables around are eating and drinking. Anyway, if there is a green gang to pay the bill, they will eat particularly hotly.

Of course, some self-retained elders are still quite reserved. Like Zhang Qianyuan, they chew slowly and regard eating as a kind of enjoyment, but his eyes have always paid attention to Ye Feng's movements intentionally or unintentionally. When the banquet was near the end, Zhang Qianyuan pulled out a paper towel to wipe his mouth and looked at the one next to him. A middle-aged man in his teens said, "This boy seems to have some kung fu. He must have some *. Follow him later and find an opportunity to test it!"

The middle-aged man nodded and didn't even look at Ye Feng. He continued to eat vegetables. His movements were not so exaggerated, but he never stopped. He only paused a few times when he clinked glasses with people, as if he would never have enough to eat.