The Strongest Little White Face of Martial Arts

But even if he is a gangster, Xu Ziling's clothes are always so neat.

Looking at the uprightness on his face and his well-founded neither humbleness nor overbearing, Chu Heng smiled lightly, but did not tell his name. ~)

Xu Ziling didn't think too much about it. Although Xu Ziling was not considered a member of the Jianghu, he also knew that many people in the Jianghu had taboos about his name.

Therefore, even if Chu Heng didn't tell him his name, he didn't feel anything.

What Xu Ziling was thinking about now was what Chu Heng had said: they are only one in a million martial arts geniuses!

Xu Ziling has always wanted to be a great general.

It's a pity that because of his status, he has no money to join the martial arts gym to learn martial arts.

Even now, he is still saving money with Kou Zhong, only to work hard to learn martial arts in the future.

"Although this restaurant is a bit pricey, the food and drinks are not bad! Try it!"

Chu Heng took a sip of the fine wine, and stretched out his hand to Xu Ziling who was in a daze.

Looking at the delicacies on the table, Xu Ziling swallowed.

As a gangster at the bottom of society, these things can be said to be very tempting to Xu Ziling!

On weekdays, even in dreams, Xu Ziling never thought that he would have the day to eat these things.

But now, Xu Ziling had more important things to ask in his heart, so he naturally wouldn't let himself waste time on these little appetites.

After being silent for a while, Xu Ziling looked at Chu Heng cautiously: "But, I don't know what the young master said, about me and Kou Zhong practicing martial arts...?"

Hearing Xu Ziling talk about business, Kou Zhong didn't bother to appreciate Qu Wuyi's beauty, and turned his eyes to Chu Heng.

Although in Kou Zhong's eyes, this Chu Heng may just be the son of a certain family, but as long as Chu Heng can give him help in martial arts, Chu Heng is a big idiot, and he will not care about it.

Chu Heng gently put down his wine glass, looked at Xu Ziling and Kou Zhong, and then looked at the food on the table.

The food was still the same food, but except for Chu Heng and others who touched it, Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling didn't eat a bite at all.

Although the lips of these two boys were already peeling from hunger, they still didn't touch the food. They just looked at Chu Heng with eager eyes, hoping that Chu Heng would agree to help them.

"Since the food doesn't suit your taste, forget it!"

After saying this, Chu Heng left the restaurant with a faint smile.

Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling didn't expect that Chu Heng would completely ignore their previous inquiries, and they were suddenly at a loss.

"What should we do? That young man is either rich or expensive at first glance, do we still have to ask?"

"Otherwise? This young master said that we are talented, so it must not be just talking! Let's hurry up!"

"But, but these wine and vegetables?"

"Oh, it's already this time, why do you care about food and drink?"

Seeing Kou Zhong's reluctance, Xu Ziling didn't say much, just pulled Kou Zhong and followed Chu Heng's footsteps.

Seeing these two guys following him and the others, Wei Tianxing immediately laughed: "It's normal for you two not to know the rules of the young master! You must know that following the young master, one must not eat or sleep! Usually At that time, the young master didn't like people who talk too much nonsense..."

Hearing what Wei Tianxing said, Kou Zhong's heart suddenly fell to the bottom.

Just for a while, he felt that he had said more than all these people put together!

Thinking that he might lose a chance to practice martial arts, Kou Zhong's face collapsed.

"Kou Zhong, don't worry, it really doesn't work, I'll teach you in the future!"

Xu Ziling laughed. .

Chapter [-]: Touching Porcelain

Hearing what Xu Ziling said, Kou Zhong finally felt less depressed. (—)

But as long as he thinks that he may lose a precious opportunity to practice martial arts just because of the habit of talking, Kou Zhong feels like a knife cuts his heart.

Seeing that he successfully teased Kou Zhong, Wei Tianxing winked at Qu Wuyi triumphantly.

Wei Tianxing looked at Ssangyong with a persuasive look and continued to attack: "Although you are one-in-a-million martial arts geniuses, you are too old after all! According to the normal situation, you may only be able to become a second-rate master. If you are lucky , maybe a first-class master will be at the top!"

Hearing what Wei Tianxing said, Kou Zhong immediately opened his mouth wide: "Yes, yes, but we are not one in a million...~."

But after a long time, Kou Zhong didn't finish what he wanted to say at all.

However, his fist was already clenched silently.

Although Xu Ziling didn't change much in his expression, he didn't care about Wei Tianxing's words at all, because in his eyes, practicing martial arts was his biggest dream!

As a dream, it is obviously not so easy to be obliterated by others.

"Oh, you, how do you walk? Don't you have eyes?"

Just when Xu Ziling was deep in thought, an old man in silk clothes was knocked to the ground by Xu Ziling. ~)

"I, I'm sorry old man, I didn't mean it!"

A flash of apology flashed in Xu Ziling's eyes, and he wanted to help the old man up.

But at this moment, a sharp voice sounded: "Father! What happened to you! How did you get knocked to the ground!? You, what will I do if you leave!"