But he clearly knew that his life was in the hands of Divine Doctor Lin, so why did he do this?
Even if he couldn't guess the relationship between the Liang family and Divine Doctor Lin, he should still make a judgment that the two were closely related.
This kind of real threat to Divine Doctor Lin... is so irrational!
Did he not want his life?
Or maybe...he encountered another, more terrifying existence.
Lin Yang only threatened his life, but this existence might affect everything about him.
Only in this way will he be desperate...
Thinking of this, Lin Yang's expression tightened a lot.
The martial arts exchange meeting was not held in a suburban area, but in a gymnasium in the city center.
The gymnasium was transformed into a banquet venue, which was held solemnly and magnificently.
However, because it involves martial arts, it is not open to the public. Media reporters are not allowed to enter for interviews. Participation in the banquet can only rely on invitations. Without an invitation, you cannot enter.
Lin Yang got out of the car and found that not only martial arts people came to attend the banquet, but also many celebrities from Yanjing seemed to be present.
The luxury car parked at the door is enough to explain it all.
"Look, isn't that Doctor Lin from Yanghua?"
"Haha, he is actually here!"
"Now it's interesting."
"Humph, what's the matter with the mere genius doctor Lin? This is Yanjing, not Jiangcheng! He can prosper in Jiangcheng, but not here!"
"That's right, when I come to Yanjing, if it's a dragon, I'll be coiled up, but if it's a tiger, I'll lie down on it! I don't care what Dr. Lin and Dr. Li do! Can he still be a god?"
Some people who were preparing to enter the venue for the banquet looked at Lin Yang here, whispering to each other, laughing and sarcastic.
Warriors are proud.
The warriors in Yanjing are even more extraordinary.
These people have never experienced what happened on the top of Yanlong Mountain and have heard little about it. Naturally, they don't think highly of Lin Yang.
Lin Yang ignored these smelly fish and rotten shrimps, and led Zhan Yidao and Bingshang Jun inside.
"Sir, please show me your invitation." The person at the door said with a smile.
Lin Yang immediately took out the invitation from his pocket.
When the person at the door saw it, he was startled and said with a smile: "It turns out to be Mr. Lin! Sir, you have special treatment. Please come with me. President Jiang has arranged a separate table for you!"
After saying that, the man led the way.
This made Zhan Yidao and Bing Shangjun stunned.
"Arrange a separate table? Mr. Lin, it seems that Jiang Nansong is sensible and knows how to arrange a special table for you. He dare not neglect Mr. Zhan Yidao." Zhan Yidao snorted.
"I'm afraid Jiang Nansong has bad intentions! After all, this banquet has another purpose, so it's better to be careful," Hing Shangjun said.
Lin Yang nodded.
Soon, Lin Yang sat at a large Eight Immortals table in the banquet center.
Zhan Yidao and Bing Shangjun stood on either side.
The banquet venue is very large, after all, it is used as a gymnasium.
However, there were many guests on site.
Jiang Nansong temporarily seconded service staff from several five-star hotels in Yanjing to provide convenience for these banquet guests.
The guests gathered together in twos and threes, chatting and tasting fine wine.
Some people who were very interested found an open space on the spot to exchange martial arts knowledge.
Others watched it with great interest.
The atmosphere at the venue is also very good.
However, as Lin Yang took his seat, all the eyes of the people present were focused on him.
Some people were whispering and pointing at Lin Yang.
Everyone looked at Lin Yang very strangely.
Some people were confused, some were joking, and most of them looked like they were watching the fun.
"Teacher, I feel... something's not right." Hyou Shangjun frowned and whispered.
"There is something wrong, Mr. Lin. We may have been plotted."
Zhan Yidao drank deeply and realized that something was wrong.
"How do you make a plan in public? If you really want to make a plan, there is something wrong with this table." Lin Yang said calmly.
"Hey! Come here!"
Mr. Hyoshang tilted his head and shouted at the person who had led them to sit down.
The man trotted forward and bowed respectfully to Lin Yang and the others.
"Mr. Lin, do you have any instructions?"
"Is this table prepared just for me?" Lin Yang asked.
"It is prepared for you, but not for you alone." The man smiled and said: "This is the table prepared by President Jiang for his most precious guests. Only people who have special meaning to President Jiang can sit on it."
It is absolutely impossible for ordinary people to eat at this table."
"oh?"
Both Bingshangjun and Zhan were stunned.
Lin Yang remained silent, his thoughts filled with thoughts.
"Mr. Lin, if you don't have any instructions, I will leave first. President Jiang and the others should be here soon. I will send you food and drinks. Please wait!"
After saying that, the man left in a hurry.
"Teacher, what on earth is this Jiang Nansong doing?" Hing Shang asked carefully.
"Sit down, eat, and don't worry about anything else."
Lin Yang said calmly, then he seemed to think of something and asked, "Have you ever met anyone from the Liang family?"
"No."
"Yeah?"
Lin Yang's eyes flickered.
Being invited by President Jiang of the Martial Arts Association, the Liang family attaches great importance to it and will definitely arrive in advance. Why haven't you seen it yet?
Could it be...that something happened?
Lin Yang hesitated for a moment, took out his cell phone, and prepared to call Liang Xuanmei.
But at this moment, a group of people suddenly walked over in a swaggering manner.
"Hey, who the hell are you? Who asked you to sit in this position?"
A very rude shouting came from the room.
Zhan Yidao and Bing Shangjun both looked at the speaker, their eyes darkening.
"Who are you? How dare you talk to my teacher in such a tone?" Hyougami-kun snorted.
"Who am I?" The man looked at Hing Shang-kun up and down, and said disdainfully: "Who the hell are you?"
"Me? I am..."
"Hey, hey, I'm not interested in knowing who you are anymore! So, I'll give you three seconds to get out of here right away. Listen, you have to get out! Do you understand? Otherwise, I'll break your legs and feet!"
The man narrowed his eyes and said with a smile.
What an arrogant attitude!
It's so arrogant...
Mr. Hing Shang was furious.
Zhan Yidao even snorted coldly: "Where is this young boy who dares to talk nonsense here? No one has ever dared to say such things as breaking limbs to me! I would like to learn from you!"
"Immortal old man! If you want to die, I will help you!"
The man yelled and cursed, then slapped Zhan Yidao on the old face.
But before the slap came, Zhan Yidao struck the man's wrist with a backhand strike.
Click!
The sound of breaking bones resounded.
"ah!"
The man let out a shrill scream and rolled to the ground, howling in pain.
