The city's doctor and martial artist

Chapter 947 President Lin Qing
This bar is not big and the location is relatively remote.

At this moment, even though it was late at night, there were not many people visiting. The mahogany framed door in front of it showed a Chinese style. After entering, there was a fragrance, and there was no noisy noise, and it seemed a little quiet.

In the lobby, the guests were scattered in several corners, drinking wine on their own, while the melodious music sounded in their ears from time to time.

"Little brother, wait here for a moment, our president, we never meet outsiders easily."

"Hey, but your talent is extremely extraordinary, maybe the master will personally accept you as an apprentice." Zhao Daniu smiled and arranged for Ye Fei to wait in the lobby, while he himself hurried into the inner hall.

In the corner of the bar, Ye Fei smiled lightly and sat at the wine table, his spiritual consciousness slowly spread.

"Here, there is a formation hidden in the dark. When this formation is in operation, it should be able to deter the strong Nascent Soul." Ye Fei looked calmly, and subconsciously raised his head to look at the chandelier above his head.

This suspended ceiling, composed of white jade, alternates with each other to form a square ceiling light.

In the entire hall, apart from those flickering light lines, there are a total of nine such strange overhead lights, and the distribution of the positions is also extremely special, and the distance between each light is almost exactly the same.

This formation should have been made by Fang Hao, the vice president of the Tongji Association, and there is a remnant of this person's breath on the ceiling lamp.

"But in this bar, there is no strong man who has reached the Nascent Soul Realm." Ye Fei slowly withdrew his spiritual consciousness and murmured.

Just as he was thinking, there was a muffled sound in front of the bar door, and a white light flashed, bursting out with astonishing power, followed by a group of people wearing cursed robes, walking in slowly.

These people had a good aura, and a cold light flashed in their eyes, it was obvious that the visitors were not kind.

At this time, there were not many customers in the bar, but after a few people appeared, they immediately fled with their heads in their arms, and the entire lobby seemed extremely quiet for a while.

"Let your boss come out, my patience is very limited..."

The voice was slightly hoarse, echoing in the hall.

The next moment, I saw a few figures flashing out from the inner hall of the bar. Their strengths had reached the foundation-building stage, and they were obviously strong men guarded by the Tongji Society.

"People of the Holy See."

"Our boss is not here, you are not welcome here."

Among the few people who rushed out, the leader was a young man in black. There was a flash of inspiration in his eyes, and a vigilant look appeared on his face. He stared at the people in front of the Holy See and said in a deep voice.

The other people in the rear showed nervous expressions at the same time, obviously they were extremely afraid of the people from the former Holy See.

In this city, the most powerful force is undoubtedly the Holy See. Leaving aside its members, the two leaders who have the power of the gods alone are comparable to the top hidden sects in China. .

"Heh, are you not here, or are you afraid to come out?" In front of the lobby door, the leader was a man in a white robe with curse tattoos.

When the members of the Tongji Society heard the words, anger suddenly appeared in their eyes, and their spiritual consciousness swept out to lock on the person in front of them.

And the white-robed man suddenly took a step forward at this moment, and saw that he slowly raised his arm, and a jeweled dagger glowing with white light appeared in his palm.

"Don't dare to come out, then don't blame me for ruining this place with your own hands." A whiteness flashed in the eyes of the white-robed man, and his voice became much lower at this moment.

Everyone in front was shocked.

"Everyone be careful!"

"That's the Blade of Time, you are the bishop in white..."

"..."

In the lobby of the bar, the guards of the Kiwanis are also very knowledgeable. They can recognize the objects in the hands of the people in front of them at a glance. Facing this treasure, these people can't help but take two steps back.

The white-clothed bishop of the Holy See, if he has the blade of time in his hand, his strength is comparable to that of the late Jindan strongman in China.

At this moment, there are several Huaxia Wuxiu, and the strongest one among them only has the power of the late stage of foundation establishment, and the gap in hard power is almost irreparable.

"You have a good eye, since you recognize it, don't let me go away!" In front of the hall door, the man in white robe took another step forward, his whole body was filled with white, and his aura swept over the audience in an instant.

And behind him, those members of the Holy See were also extremely powerful, and at the same time there was a cold light in their eyes.

At this moment, the atmosphere in the venue instantly dropped to freezing point.

In the corner of the hall, the expression on Ye Fei's face was very calm. He slowly raised his head and looked forward. He should have thought about the situation of the Freemasons. After all, this is the territory of the Holy See.

"Jayle."

"Do you think Zhao is dead!" A low voice suddenly came from the inner hall of the rear hall.

Everyone in the Tongji Society was stunned and turned their heads away.

I saw a chubby man in a gray Tang suit rushing out of the inner hall with a look of anger on his face at the moment, this person is undoubtedly Zhao Daniu.

"Hello Senior Brother Zhao." The members of the Tongji Association hurriedly raised their hands and cupped their fists, and bowed to Zhao Daniu.

This Zhao Daniu, after all, is a congenital strong man, his aura can be described as impressive, he is surrounded by innate aura, at this moment, not to be outdone, he walked forward, glaring at the people of the Holy See.

In front of the front door, the white-robed man couldn't help but let out a cold snort, and just cast a light glance at the person in front, obviously not paying attention to him.

"I will say it again, let your boss come out."

"Otherwise, you will all die." Jieer's voice was cold, and the Blade of Time in his hand burst into bursts of white light, and the momentum on his body obviously overwhelmed Zhao Daniu in front of him.

The bishop in white, whose strength is comparable to Jindan, is obviously beyond doubt.

"You really think that your Master Zhao is afraid that you won't succeed!" Zhao Daniu snorted, a flash of light flashed in his palm, and a broadsword with a cold glow appeared in his palm.

The blade is three inches wide, with nine rings inlaid on it, and it makes low noises. It is actually an innate magic weapon.

As soon as the words fell, Zhao Daniu rushed out suddenly, his figure was as fast as lightning, almost in an instant, he appeared in front of Jieer in front of him, and fell with a sharp blow.

"Stupid Huaxia people, you are looking for death." Jieer's face remained unchanged, murderous intent appeared in his eyes, without any hesitation, the dagger in his hand cut out a white blade at the same time.

Under this cut, the entire bar lobby trembled slightly.

Just looking at the momentum alone, the outcome is already decided. Zhao Daniu is not weak, but he is not the opponent of the bishop in white at all. The combat strength of the two is one level behind.

"Boom, boom." There was only a muffled sound.

Zhao Daniu's figure was shaken and smashed several wine tables in a row, and finally spewed out a mouthful of blood, which slightly stabilized his figure.

The expressions on the faces of the members of the Tongji Society couldn't help but change drastically at this moment.

Now at overseas gathering places, besides the acting president of the Tongji Association, shopkeeper Zhao is undoubtedly the strongest person, and he can't even take the opponent's blow, but at this moment he can't take it.

"Zhao Daniu, don't worry, I won't kill you."

"The Freemasons want to occupy here, and the Holy See has no objection, but you need to pay some price." The smile on Jere's face was gloomy, and his voice echoed in the lobby.

In the corner of the lobby, Ye Fei didn't make a move. He turned his head and looked in the direction of the inner hall, with an imperceptible gleam in his eyes.

Following his gaze, he saw a figure walking out slowly at this moment.

Under the dim light, the figure was as graceful as a mist, and as he approached, it turned out to be a woman in Tsing Yi with an extraordinary appearance and a sense of glamor on her body, with black hair reaching her waist and dewy eyes, walking towards her with an expressionless face.

"What price do you want." There was a bit of chill in the light voice.

Although they never felt the momentum fluctuations, everyone in the Holy See couldn't help but feel a burst of depression in their hearts at the moment, and the expressions on their faces became serious at the same time.

After a long silence, Jieer took a step forward at this moment.

"President Lin, the Lord Judgment ordered that you, the Freemasons, take a Chinese spirit weapon in exchange for the qualification to occupy this place."

"Otherwise, you may not be able to return to Huaxia in this lifetime."

Jieer's face remained unchanged, he was not afraid of the people in front, even if his combat power was not as good as this Chinese woman, but this was the territory of the Holy See, and the people in front did not dare to do anything to him.

If not, he, a bishop in white, would never dare to provoke the Freemasons here.

"Really?" President Lin murmured softly, and the spiritual power in his body surged accordingly.

In this hall, an invisible force of repulsion suddenly rushed out, and the people in front of the Holy See, including that Jieer, were all blocked by this breath.

A strong person in the alchemy realm has the unique power of alchemy.

Looking at this breath, at least he has the state of the late Jindan stage, and the person who can succeed Fang Hao and manage the overseas gathering points of the Tongji Society will naturally not be too weak.

"You, what are you going to do?"

"This is not China!"

Jier in front of him suddenly changed his face, he already felt the threat of death.

Before this, he had been to this tavern several times, but he had never experienced it. This time, the person in front seemed to really want to kill him.

At the same time, Zhao Daniu stood up at the side of the hall, and the expression on his face suddenly became a little unstable.

"President, I'm fine, don't be impulsive." Zhao Daniu has been entrenched in this city for a long time, so he can see the situation clearly at a glance.

If the members of the Holy See were really beheaded by the president, they might not be able to stay here, and it is very possible that, as Najieer said, none of the brothers in the overseas branch could return to China alive.

Even for the Huaxia Yinmen, the strength of the Holy See is extremely terrifying.

President Lin suddenly stopped when he heard the words, and couldn't help but frowned slightly, as if he was hesitating a little.

Not far ahead, when Jieer saw this scene, contempt suddenly appeared in his eyes.

"Haha, haha, President Lin, I advise you to be smarter."

"If you don't hand over the spirit weapon, then the next time it will come, it won't be the bishop in white." Jieer couldn't help laughing at this moment, looked at the person in front, and threatened.

(End of this chapter)