Abandoned Master's Cultivation

A considerable part of the people here are the upper class society in Qizhou. Some of these people know Jiang Wuchen, or at least his face.

In three years, the change of Jiang Wuchen is not great.

"That man... Seems to be the little bully of Qizhou - Jiang Wuchen."

"No way."

"Isn't Jiang Wuchen dead?"

"That man is Jiang Wuchen. I can recognize his handsome appearance even if it turns gray." a woman said foolishly, and her eyes were red because of her emotional excitement.

"Sister sang Hua? Why are you so excited? It's like he did you." a man nearby said.

The woman blinked her eyes, squeezed out a drop of tears and said bitterly: "we did have... A skin relative. I can't forget him conquering me on the sofa in my life."

"Shit..."

The woman named sang Hua is a socialite of the upper class in Qizhou. She is engaged in the financial industry. If she can work in this industry, she is destined to be different from ordinary people.

On the second floor, Zhao Kuan took the lead and the eight people walked down together.

"Ha ha ha." Zhao Kuan smiled confidently and clapped his hands at the same time. "Today, my Zhao family held a party. Visitors are guests. We should welcome them.

Just, Jiang Tianyi, you just come uninvited. What does it mean to make me like this? "

Jiang Tianyi wants to finish. Jiang Wuchen behind him takes a step forward and pulls him beside him. Jiang Tianyi has a brain and doesn't know how to turn. He is still good at talking to this old fox.

"Old donkey, do you remember me?" Jiang Wuchen smiled.

Nearby, sister sang Hua almost fainted, "I'm so handsome..."

Zhao Kuan narrowed his eyes. The man in front of him looks familiar, old donkey? No one has called him for at least three or four years.

I vaguely remember that five years ago, Zhao Kuan met a customer in a club. The customer originally belonged to the Jiang family. He dug the foot of the wall.

After drinking, he suddenly had diarrhea and went to the toilet. He was having a good time. The toilet door was opened. Jiang Wuchen stood at the door with a group of people.

Zhao Kuan was so ashamed that he shouted abuse.

As a result, this angered Jiang Wuchen. He immediately took out the camera and took out a small green snake to frighten him.

Finally, Zhao Kuan had no choice but to beg for mercy.

Jiang Wuchen asked him to learn donkey barking. Zhao Kuan had to learn it.

Since then, the nickname "old donkey Zhao" has appeared in the Jianghu of Qizhou.

"Jiang Wuchen!!" Zhao Kuan suddenly shouted the name, his voice was out of tune, and his face was surprised, "are you Jiang Wuchen..."

Suddenly, Zhao Kuan's heart jumped wildly and thought: Jiang Wuchen... Didn't die. The key is... Just now, old Lin said that the person standing behind Jiang Tianyi was the venerable! Is Jiang Wuchen already a venerable person

At the thought of this, Zhao Kuan only felt that the chrysanthemum was tight. If the little overlord was the venerable, it would be over. This guy never played cards according to common sense. If he was not happy, he would stir up the whole Qi state.

Pang Zhiqiang, Xiong Haisheng and Wu Guangcheng also recognized them, sweating profusely one by one.

"This man is a bully. Wipe, isn't he dead?" Xiong Haisheng said in a low voice.

Everyone wants to know the answer to this question, but no one can answer him.

Wu Guangcheng's forehead began to sweat. He was the second person to connect Jiang Wuchen with the venerable. Jiang Wuchen is the venerable. It's bound to be over. What should I do?

"Wow, there are many old friends today." Jiang Wuchen walked forward with a smile, came to the table and picked up a bottle of red wine. "I wipe it. Now the Zhao family is really big, Kangdi! Is this a bottle of a lot of money?"

Jiang Wuchen said, looking at the mulberry flower not far away and extending his middle finger to her.

Sang Hua hummed and walked softly towards Jiang Wuchen, "Jiang Shao..."

Jiang Wuchen hugged her in his arms and said with a evil smile, "I haven't seen you for three years. You are more and more charming."

"Well, does Jiang Shao mean that people are fat?"

Jiang Wuchen's big hand fell on her skin stock and grabbed it hard. "It's so strong. It seems that you haven't done less squatting."

"Ha ha ha." Sang Hua smiled, paralyzed in Jiang Wuchen's arms, "I hate you."

In full view of the public, Jiang Wuchen teased socialists, but no one dared to move. Jiang Wuchen held a wine bottle, "how much is this bottle of wine?"

Sang Hua smiled and said, "this year, about 100000 yuan."

Jiang Wuchen's arm shook, and his vitality compressed. With a bang, the cork bounced out of the bottle mouth.

Sang Hua immediately picked up the wine glass, Jiang Wuchen poured a glass, then put the wine bottle on the table, sang Hua swayed gently, and then handed it to Jiang Wuchen, a pair of eyes like autumn water.

Jiang Wuchen sipped gently, "yes, I haven't drunk it for some days. Donkey, how much do you have? Go back and pull some cars for me."

Zhao Kuan's old face turned green. "Jiang Wuchen! How dare you make trouble here?"

"Make trouble?" Jiang Wuchen laughed and said, "is it me or you, old donkey?"

"You are presumptuous. Don't call me an old donkey before me!"

"What's your name? The green hat king?" Jiang Wuchen said with a laugh. Then he pointed to Zhao Jiannan and said, "you look like an old donkey. This little white face is like his mother's little fresh meat. You say he's your son? Who believes it? Your wife? Call her out to confront and see if you stole people behind your back."

"Presumptuous, you bastard..." Zhao Jiannan scolded and shouted to the people around him: "go up and teach him a lesson."

All the bodyguards have been knocked down outside. The people here are VIP guests or Zhao Jiannan's friends. Who dares to go up and die?

Jiang Wuchen waved his arm, "brother, go and palm!"

Jiang Tianyi was overjoyed. He hated Zhao Jiannan. He rushed over and slapped Zhao Jiannan on the cheek.

People nearby only dare to look at it, and no one dares to resist, not even those who pull a quarrel.

Jiang Tianyi's ear scraped away, took a dozen puffs, and hit Zhao Jiannan's little white face with blood.

Zhao Kuan clenched his fist, "Jiang Wuchen, you... You stop. Is there any king's law to commit murder in public? I've called the police, you wait..."

"Ha ha ha." Jiang Wuchen laughed wildly and walked forward with his arms around sang Hua's waist. "Old donkey, are you old and confused or afraid? Dare you call the police? Do you know the consequences?"

"When you surrounded my Jiang family, we didn't call the police. It's a matter of Jianghu. What's the alarm?" Jiang Wuchen said with a smile.

Wu Guangcheng said, "Jiang Wuchen, if you make trouble here today, it will bring trouble to your Jiang family. Let's go quickly?"

"Fart." Jiang Wuchen scolded, stretched out his hand and pointed angrily, "kneel down for me!"