Urban Iron-Blooded Soldier King

It's cool in the evening.

The parking lot of Xiangyu hotel is full of luxury cars.

Dong Wenfeng walked to the hotel alone.

He didn't expect that Fang bixuan even invited himself.

But on second thought, it's normal. Now I'm a joke in the whole Luochuan city. When the other party invites me, I must have the idea of humiliating myself.

I'm afraid I'll disappoint him!

Dong Wenfeng had a sneer on his lips. After a few days, the whole Luochuan city would be surprised!

Thinking about that scene, Dong Wenfeng was a little happy.

Many people have come to the venue. They get together in twos and threes and talk.

As soon as Dong Wenfeng entered, he had a lot of confused eyes and looked over.

Who's this guy? Why don't you have any impression?

"Wen Feng, I'm glad you can come today." Fang bixuan came over with great enthusiasm. He couldn't see that they had a holiday.

Dong Wenfeng knew that it was a complete illusion. He nodded and said, "Fang Shao, you're welcome. I want to give you face."

When they heard their dialogue, they immediately talked and pointed at Dong Wenfeng.

"So this is Dong Wenfeng?"

"Looking at a talent, I didn't expect it to be a straw bag!"

"Dong Qizheng's hard work all his life will be buried in his hands."

Although the voices of the people were small, they did hear them clearly.

A glimmer of pride flashed in Fang bixuan's eyes. He invited Dong Wenfeng today to humiliate him!

Besides, it's just an appetizer. I'll give him a big gift later!

"Wenfeng, you don't have to take it to heart." Fang bixuan smiled calmly and said enthusiastically, "you just returned to Luochuan city. Many people don't know you. I'll introduce you to some young talents."

"No, Fang Shao, I don't like the excitement. I'll just stay alone." Dong Wenfeng refused.

"Well, I'll entertain the others first." Fang bixuan walked towards the incoming guests.

Dong Wenfeng narrowed his eyes and muttered in his heart that Fang bixuan was not normal today and his enthusiasm was too much.

If you treat yourself warmly when you first enter the door in order to point out your identity, there is no need for those behind. Dong Wenfeng doesn't think Fang bixuan is that kind of magnanimous person.

It seems that today may be a Hongmen banquet.

When Dong Wenfeng was thinking, the fragrance came and a beautiful figure came to him.

"Hi, see you again." Fang Ying's dimple is like a flower path.

Looking at Dong Wenfeng's dress today, Fang Ying brightened up in front of her. She was dressed in a black suit, as if she had been tailor-made. Dong Wenfeng's original tall and straight figure looked more slender. Coupled with the black leather shoes under her feet, the rustic style of Dong Wenfeng completely disappeared and replaced by maturity and steadiness.

"Hello." Dong Wenfeng nodded, but there was some doubt in his heart. Fang bixuan's sister came to find herself. What's the matter?

"You lied to me last time. It's hard." Fang Ying tooted her mouth and looked dissatisfied.

However, her coquetry means more than dissatisfaction. With her charming face, Dong Wenfeng's heart jumped.

"If I knew you were trying to break up my marriage, I wouldn't let you in." Dong Wenfeng said with an indifferent smile.

"It seems that you have deep feelings for Ke'er?" Fang Ying turned her beautiful eyes and asked tentatively.

Just then, a clear and pleasant voice sounded.

"Handsome boy, I think these days. I'm so bitter!"

Before the words fell, Zhao Qiqi ran to Dong Wenfeng and looked at him with stars in her eyes.

Fang Ying on one side was unhappy when she heard this, and then recovered her peace.

"Well, you talk first, Qiqi. Don't have a handsome man and forget your little sisters." Fang Ying joked.

"Yingying, you are really annoying." Zhao Qiqi blushed and gave each other a white look.

After Fang Ying left, Dong Wenfeng smiled bitterly. What's the matter with him? As soon as he arrived, two beauties came to chat up and looked at the eyes of the people next to him. It was obvious that he hated himself.

Of course, he wouldn't care about these eyes, but Dong Wenfeng felt that it was not cost-effective for two irrelevant women to offend people.

"Handsome boy, what did you think of my last proposal? I'm serious. " Zhao Qiqi looked expectantly at Dong Wenfeng.

"A man should put his career first. I don't have the heart to think about it now." Dong Wenfeng said faintly.

Dong Wenfeng thought that if he declined, Zhao Qiqi would retreat, but he obviously didn't think that Zhao Qiqi was not an ordinary woman at all.

"Wow, how handsome! Sure enough, it's the man I Zhao Qiqi likes. It's just different from those childe brothers. " Zhao Qiqi looked adored with little stars in her eyes.

Dong Wenfeng suddenly had a black line on his face.

"Don't worry. I won't delay your career. I can wait." Zhao Qiqi said coyly.

"Cough..." Dong Wenfeng really didn't know what to say. Just when he had a headache, a young man came over.

The man is about twenty-five or six years old, medium build and handsome, but he is a little feminine and uncomfortable.

"Hello, Zhao Zhen, what are you doing here?" Zhao Qiqi's confession was disturbed by the man, and she was naturally unhappy.

When the man heard the speech, he immediately cried and laughed: "I said Qiqi, I'm your brother at least, can't you maintain a little respect for me?"

Zhao Zhen was bullied by his sister when he was a child. He was used to it, but he couldn't keep his face in front of Dong Wenfeng today.

"Hum, go away and don't disturb us!" Zhao Qiqi ignored her brother's request and said arrogantly.

"Dong Wenfeng."

Dong Wenfeng stretched out his right hand towards Zhao Zhen and smiled calmly.

"Zhao Zhen."

Zhao Zhen looked at Dong Wenfeng and said with a smile.

"I've heard of what happened between you and Fang bixuan. I can only say, good courage."

"Are you here to ask for an explanation for him?" Dong Wenfeng looked at Zhao Zhen without expression.

"No, no, I think you misunderstood. Fang bixuan is Fang bixuan. I'm me. I just want to see what the guy who dares to beat Fang bixuan looks like." Zhao Zhen turned his eyes and said.

"I advise you, it's still time to go now, so as not to be humiliated later."

"Really? Looks like you know something? "

"Know a little."

"Thank you for your kindness, but I'd like to see Fang bixuan's means!"

Looking at Dong Wenfeng ignoring his reminder, Zhao Zhen said word by word: "if so, what about the hatred of seizing his wife?!"