The Dragon from Hell

There were four people coming from the opposite side, and they drove four cars, with the Maybach at the head.

Xu Zongwei came down from the car with great dignity, and immediately became the focus: "Sorry, I've kept you waiting for so long. I just bought a new Maybach, and the salesperson insisted that I go pick it up today, oh!"

Invisible pretense.

"Oh, Mr. Xu bought a new car again!" Luo Anan was very respectful and immediately praised: "It's worthy of being a Maybach worth millions, it's really impressive!"

Xu Zongwei waved his hand: "Oh, it's just a means of transportation, what's so impressive about it. If you like it, take my car later, and I'll send you back one by one."

Although he said so, everyone knew that the person he wanted to send it to was Zhao Keren.

The brand new Maybach shone brightly in the sun, and Zhao Keren, who pretended to be aloof, felt jealous at a glance.

A few million is not much, but for these girls, it's not something they can buy at will, so they are naturally tempted.

She shyly curled her lips: "Then I'll trouble you, Mr. Xu."

"Hey, Ke Ran, why are you being polite to me?"

Xu Zongwei came with a group of young rich second-generations, and his first sight fell on Qin Feng.

Although several people were dressed brightly, they were just a group of weak young men after all.

But Qin Feng just stood there, with his hands in his pockets and his eyes straight ahead, and people couldn't take their eyes away.

Not only was he tall, but the murderous aura on him was not comparable to that of ordinary people.

Seeing a man standing among a group of women, Xu Zongwei's eyes turned cold: "Who is this?"

"A toad." Luo Anan said with a smile.

Xu Zongwei's eyes turned cold, and he looked Qin Feng from top to bottom.

He heard yesterday that a suitor came to Zhao Ke Ran's house, and he was her childhood sweetheart, but it was a pity that he missed it.

Now looking at Qin Feng, from head to toe, no matter his clothes, pants or shoes, none of them can be named brand.

Such a person is not worthy of being his rival in love.

Zhao Keran glanced at Qin Feng indifferently: "My friend is just joking, you don't mind, right?"

Qin Feng glanced at the two of them and was too lazy to respond.

He didn't have the habit of bickering with women.

"Since you are here, let's go in and have fun together."

Xu Zongwei's tone was indifferent. He didn't need to take Qin Feng, a loser with no money and no status, seriously at all.

"This club is only open to members. If you miss it today, you won't have a chance to come again."

After that, he smiled at Zhao Keran and said, "But I may have to leave later. One of my boxing coaches just came back from overseas and wants to give me a special training."

Luo Anan's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he said excitedly, "I heard that you, Mr. Xu, love boxing and have won provincial medals!"

Although there was a bit of pride on his face, Xu Zongwei still waved his hand indifferently: "It's not worth mentioning. It's just an exchange competition for amateurs. There are only four professional players."

"Oh my God, there are four professional players, and you can still win a medal. Mr. Xu is so amazing!"

Women's flattery has always been the most pleasant sound for men like Xu Zongwei.

He raised the corners of his mouth unconsciously and asked Zhao Keran, "Since you are interested, do you want to go and see it together?"

Zhao Keran didn't expect that Xu Zongwei had this specialty besides being rich.

Boxing, it must be very cool!

She glanced at Qin Feng with a hint of contempt.

Unlike some people, who can do nothing!

"Okay, then let's go and watch Xu Shao's heroic figure together."

"Not really, not really!"

Xu Zongwei happily led a group of people in, and after finding the venue, he went to communicate with his foreign coach.

The rich young man who was traveling with him also had a boxing enthusiast, who changed his clothes and went up to practice with him.

Qin Feng was not very interested in their fancy moves, so he simply found a place to sit down and close his eyes to rest.

Zhao Keran looked back and saw that he was dozing off, and shook his head: Do you know the gap between you and Xu Zongwei now? Coming to a place like this, I'm afraid I'll be so timid that I don't know where to put my hands and feet, so I can only pretend to sleep.

But it's okay, so as not to embarrass her.

"Hey, look, that woman is so beautiful!"

At this time, Luo An'an and several other girls exclaimed at the same time, which immediately attracted the attention of Qin Feng and Zhao Keren.

Facts have proved that a woman's beauty can only be praised by men.

But if she can make women amazed, she is really stunning.

Next to the boxing ring is the fencing field. Chen Chuqing's outfit today is very different from when Qin Feng saw her yesterday.

A professional fencing suit wrapped her good figure, but a pair of bigThe long legs are so superior that it is hard to hide.

Taking off the helmet, the long seaweed-like hair falls down to the waist.

Although it is wet with sweat, it still looks very smooth, and the slightly curled arc is breathtaking.

She is bare-faced and doesn't even wear lipstick, but she is incredibly bright.

The blush on her cheeks due to the heat is a perfect embellishment.

Even though there are many women in the club, she has a feeling that she is still the most gorgeous and attractive one among a hundred flowers.

That face makes men intoxicated and women jealous.

Zhao Keran glanced over, and immediately a wave of sour water came up in his heart.

When she came in, there were still a few men secretly looking at her, but now all their eyes were attracted by that woman.

In front of a woman who is more than ten times more beautiful than oneself, there is always a sense of jealousy and hatred.

Finally she managed to calm down: "Really? I think she's fine."

She replied calmly, then her eyes fell on Qin Feng, and she found that Qin Feng was also looking at the woman.

In fact, Qin Feng was not attracted by her beauty when he looked at Chen Chuqing, but by her swordsmanship.

He didn't understand fencing, but he could see that Chen Chuqing's swordsmanship was very sharp, and her moves were fierce and decisive, not like a woman.

Quite interesting.

Seeing his mouth curled up, Zhao Keran suddenly felt a nameless anger.

"Haha, what's the point of looking? A woman like that is destined not to be yours."

Hearing Zhao Keran's voice, Qin Feng looked up in confusion: "What?"

"Men like you have vulgar tastes."

Zhao Keran said sarcastically: "That kind of flawless face is obviously plastic surgery. Who knows how many operations she has had. And..."

She raised her hand and pointed to the edge of the fencing field, where a middle-aged man in his forties was standing and applauding Chen Chuqing.

"Didn't you see that woman was kept by someone?"

Qin Feng didn't understand. Zhao Keran and Chen Chuqing didn't know each other, so how could he have such a big malice.

Originally, he wanted to point out Chen Chuqing's identity, but before he could speak, Chen Chuqing left, apparently to change clothes.

Forget it, it has nothing to do with him anyway.