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Chapter 66 Angel's Sword, Kissing

"My surname is Long, what do you mean? Do you have to go against me, Ouyang Chao today?" Ouyang Chao raised his hand and pointed at Long Hao.

Everyone's eyes focused on Long Hao and all looked contemptuous.

It is not an exaggeration to say that Ouyang Chao is the pride of the Southern Province. The man in front of him was so stupid that he openly challenged him. Don’t you know how to write the word "death"?

Hou Feng looked excited: "Sister, you are quite brave. How dare you fight against the super young man? It's interesting."

Hou Shangyong on the stage also frowned. Just as he was about to speak, several figures appeared at the door of the banquet hall.

A middle-aged man with a tall figure and a woman wearing a cheongsam slowly walked in. The man was followed by Ouyang Yu, and several young men with steady steps, looking like bodyguards.

"Father, Uncle Third!" Seeing the visitor, Ouyang Chao showed excitement on his face and ran quickly towards the audience.

Hou Shangyong changed his face slightly, immediately smiled, and then stepped down to greet him.

"Haha, Brother Wu Mu, the third brother, you and my wife are welcome to attend my daughter's birthday party." Hou Shangyong and his wife smiled and welcomed Ouyang Wu Mu and others.

When Hou Bing next to him saw Ouyang Wumu, he immediately lowered his head and shouted: "Hello uncle and aunt!"

"Oh, I haven't seen you for a long time, Bingbing is beautiful again. No wonder my son misses you all day long!" Ouyang Wumu looked at Hou Bing and chuckled.

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He looked up and asked, "I just heard that my old master lost with someone to compete with him? Can this master let me meet?"

Hou Bing turned his head and pointed at Xu Shaolin behind him, "Uncle, Xu Shaolin, the number one soldier in southern Xinjiang, narrowly defeated a little."

Ouyang Wumu glanced at Xu Shaolin and smiled at Hou Bing, "You little guy, are all big girls, and you still like fighting and killing so much, which is not good."

Ouyang Wumu took the lead and walked towards Mr. Hou and greeted him respectfully. After all, Mr. Hou is an elder here.

"Old Hou, today the dog is here to propose marriage to you. Did Shang Yong tell you about this?"

Hearing this, Old Hou snorted coldly and glared at Hou Shangyong.

Looking at the expression of Dahou Old Man, Ouyang Wumu's eyes changed slightly and asked again: "What Mr. Hou means is, can this marriage between our two families be successful?"

"Dad, all the guests wish our two families a blessing, but only one bastard sang a counter-tune with our Ouyang family. He said I was not worthy of Hou Bing!" Ouyang Chao immediately took the speech and raised his voice.

He has no way to deal with Long Hao now, hoping to use his father's power to kill him. Ouyang Chao feels that he has been thrown into his grandma's house today.

Ouyang Wumu frowned and looked in the direction of his son's finger.

Long Hao also looked here and smiled: "Yes, your son is indeed not qualified to be a girl from the Hou family."

"Shang Yong, is this your guest?" Ouyang Wumu frowned and looked at Hou Shangyong.

"No, Brother Wu Mu, this is a little brother the old man met outside, and I don't know what I do."

Wu Yingli next to her then said coldly: "Brother Wu Mu, this person is a rural villager, so you don't have to have some experience with him."

Old Hou's face changed drastically. He was about to get up to stop him, but he saw Long Hao looking at him and shook his head slightly to signal.

"Since I am a mountain villager, I am not qualified to comment on my son Ouyang Wumu. If someone comes, throw him out." Ouyang Wumu frowned, and a strong aura immediately burst out from his body.

The atmosphere in the entire banquet hall immediately became depressed.

Three men in black walked towards Long Hao quickly. The three of them immediately grabbed Long Hao's arms and shoulders from different angles, but soon they found that they could not shake the guy sitting on the chair at all.

Long Hao's face remained unchanged. No matter how hard the three strong bodyguards tried, his body remained motionless.

"Get out!" Long Hao stood up, a burst of energy burst out from his body. The three bodyguards were shocked and retreated repeatedly. Two people even fell to the ground with their feet facing the sky.

This scene widened the guests in the banquet hall.

"The people from the Ouyang family are indeed very powerful. Today, the owner of this place is surnamed Hou?"

"I am a guest invited by Mr. Hou. If he doesn't speak, I won't leave." Long Hao walked to Ouyang Wumu without rushing.

When Ouyang Wumu looked at Long Hao's eyes, he suddenly broke out in a cold sweat on his back.

He was shocked himself, not understanding why the aura of this young man is so powerful?

"Brother, it was this bastard last time. He beat Xiaochao and I at Luo Hua's house. I didn't expect this guy to go against us again today. It's really hateful." Ouyang Yu immediately reported in his ear.

Ouyang Wumu pondered for a second, then suddenly laughed: "Xiaochao, no matter what, let this gentleman see the betrothal gift given by my Ouyang family first."

"Old Hou, after you read the betrothal gift, you will know whether the sincerity of my Ouyang family is enough."

Ouyang Wumu hopes to let the ignorant guy in front of him leave in this way. After all, he believes that his attack on an unknown man like Long Hao will damage his image.

Ouyang Chao immediately picked up a red gift list from the basket next to him, sneered at Long Hao, and said loudly: "The Ouyang family's betrothal gift, five villas and villas on the banks of Dongqing Lake, Jinzhou."

"A pair of African cat-eye diamond rings!"

"The gift is 1,3145,200!"

"Maserati custom-made two supercars!"

“Handmade custom wedding dresses, two sets of toast clothes each!”

"Several tobacco and alcohol are worth 83 million in total!"

After the words came, thunderous applause sounded in the banquet hall, and many guests blushed with excitement. After all, it was the Ouyang family in Jinzhou, and it was a heroic move!

"Oh, we both have known each other for so many years and have worked so many things. I'm so polite." Wu Yingli was polite, but she couldn't stop smiling.

Not only her, except Hou Bing and Hou Lao, the other Hou family members were also excited.

Seeing everyone's reaction, Ouyang Chao showed a smug look on his face, thinking that his father was still the first move to the first place.

He looked at Long Hao with provocative and sarcastic eyes: "I saw it, do you see it? This is the strength of our Ouyang family. Now you can shut your mouth, right?"

"By the way, when you came to Bingbing's birthday party, what gift did you bring? You came to eat and drink with nothing, are you shameless?"

After the words came, many people covered their mouths and burst into laughter.

Seeing his son's momentum increase, Ouyang Wumu also smiled.

Wu Yingli realized that Long Hao didn't bring any gifts. She immediately turned her head and looked at Mr. Hou, with a disgusted face and said, "Dad, what kind of guest are you treating?"

"I don't even have the minimum politeness? On Bingbing's birthday, he would come to our house alone to eat and drink. If he had no place to eat, please say hello, our house has so many leftovers every day, so he can take care of it."

Mr. Hou's face changed drastically. When he was about to speak, Long Hao spoke first.

"Although this girl Hou Bing has a good personality, she has a good heart. Naturally, I won't be here to eat and drink for free on her birthday. Gifts are on the way!"

"On the road? Are you buying some street stalls from Taobao? Or are the couriers lost?" Ouyang Chao immediately mocked him loudly.

There was another burst of laughter in the banquet hall.

"Please, who is Miss Hou Bing? Your package has arrived!" A young man in a courier suit walked in with a long box.

He looked panicked, and he didn't expect that the delivery address was so high that these people looked like awesome.

Before Hou Bing could get the package, he was taken into his hands by Ouyang Chao.

He quickly unpacked the outer packaging and threw it away without seeing the words "International Express" on it.

A long black velvet silky box appeared in everyone's eyes. When they opened the box, they immediately lay quietly with a long-handled sword, with three red, yellow and blue gems on the hilt.

The sword body is long and narrow, and is covered with lines that look like spells.

Ouyang Chao saw a note next to him, he picked it up and took a look, then laughed: "The Sword of Angel, I will give Hou Bing, Happy Birthday, I will live forever, Long Hao wishes!"

"Haha, I'll get the Angel Sword? How much did I buy it? Why didn't you get a Thunder Hammer?" Ouyang Chao raised the sword in his hand and shook it a few times, saring it loudly.

All the guests couldn't help but cover their mouths and laughed. Hou Feng also twitched his face and said to Hou Bing in front of him: "Sister, you can't do this. The method of giving gifts is too inferior, right?"

Bang!

Ouyang Chao suddenly threw the long sword in his hand to the ground and stepped on it with his feet.

"Bingbing, just such a low-quality toy, you can spend dozens of dollars on Taobao. This is simply an insult to you." Ouyang Chao turned his head and looked at Hou Bing.

At this moment, Hou Bing stared at the long sword that was trampled by him. She was first confused, then became surprised. She slowly walked to Ouyang Chao and squatted down.

Seeing this, Ouyang Chao immediately raised his foot.

Hou Bing slowly picked up the long sword, gently brushed his fingers across the sword body, and her expression became excited and looked at Long Hao: "You, how did you know about this sword?"

Long Hao was also frightened. He didn't expect that this girl actually likes cold weapons and is a foreign product.

"How to know doesn't matter, just be happy." Long Hao said softly, feeling relieved.

"Bingbing, do you like swords?" Ouyang Chao's eyes widened, unable to believe it.

Hou Bing took the sword and looked at it again and again, and said softly: "This is the close-fitting sword of Roland, the first Paladin in Western Europe history. I, I thought it was just a legend, but I didn't expect it to be true."

"Ah, Long Hao, I really like your gift." Hou Bing was filled with excitement.

Suddenly, he rushed towards Long Hao, held him with one hand, and couldn't help but kissed him on the face...
Chapter completed!
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