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Chapter 1940 Why dare to touch my son?

Everyone thought that Doctor Lin would endure it!

After all, everyone can see that this person's background is by no means simple, and his strength is not ordinary. He may be something extraordinary.

Why bother to make a fuss over such a trivial matter now? Create an enemy for yourself?

However, Divine Doctor Lin readily agreed to Zhan Yidao and asked him to take action directly!

Everyone in the world was shocked, and they were all inspired by the miracle doctor Daolin.

This made Zhan Yidao very happy.

He stared at the man in the white suit and swung the knife at him without thinking.

This hand sword is particularly ordinary, and ordinary people can't see how powerful it is.

But in reality it is so powerful that it can split gold and break iron!

No one has ever dared to challenge his majestic swordsman like this!

Especially this young boy.

So Zhan Yidao is not polite.

The man in the white suit didn't take it seriously at first, but when Zhan Yidao struck with his hand, he realized something was wrong. His expression changed and he hurriedly backed away, not daring to take the attack.

But the hand knife attack was too fast and violent.

It's too late to avoid...

In desperation, the man in the white suit had no choice but to hold a piece of jade given to him by his father across his arm and hit it with the incoming knife.

Boom!

The jade cracked on the spot.

Even the arm bones of the man in the white suit were cracked.

The severe pain made his face turn pale instantly, and he stepped back continuously, his body became unstable, and finally he fell to the ground hard.

"ah?"

"Master!!"

"How are you, Master?"

"Are you okay?"

Everyone was in a hurry and rushed over to help him.

The guests at the scene were also shocked.

But Zhan Yidao was ordered to chop up the man in the white suit, so how could he stop there?

He strode over and kicked over the people surrounding the man in the white suit.

Everyone was so stimulated that they roared and launched an offensive towards Zhan Yidao.

But how could these people be the opponents of the mighty Sword God? After three strikes, five divided by two, they were eliminated, and they lay on the ground wailing one by one.

The security personnel on site did not dare to stop him.

Some guests were even more silent.

Because the experts among the guests have already seen the clues.

"This old man wearing a mask is extremely powerful! You must not make an enemy of him!"

"Don't interfere! Don't interfere!"

"Let's just watch!"

Everyone whispered.

The man in the white suit covered his right arm with cracked bones, gritted his teeth and stood up.

"Old man, you...who are you?" he growled ferociously.

"Is this important to ask?" Zhan Yidao snorted.

"Then do you know who I am?"

"It's not important!" Zhan Yidao shouted coldly, then stepped forward to kill the man in the white suit.

"ah!"

Someone was already screaming at the scene.

The man in the white suit stepped back continuously, his eyes widened, looking at Zhan Yidao's attack, almost forgetting to resist!

This ordinary move put unprecedented pressure on him!

He...can't catch it at all!

However, at this critical moment, a loud shout resounded.

"Who dares to hurt my son!"

The sound fell to the ground, and a thick figure rushed directly into the banquet scene and bumped into Zhan Yidao's hand knife unceremoniously.

Boom!

A muffled sound spread.

Then the anger was released.

The onlookers were shaken back one after another.

Several tables around were overturned, and cups, bowls and chopsticks were all smashed to pieces.

The scene was a mess.

However, Zhan Yidao took several steps back before standing firm.

"Um?"

Zhan Yidao was surprised.

Bing Shangjun and Lin Yang here also looked at Zhan Yidao, incredible!

You know, Zhan Yidao is a swordsman!

Someone could actually catch his blow...How terrifying?

I'm afraid that the opponent's strength will never be inferior to Zhan Yida!

Lin Yang immediately looked at the other party.

Only then did I realize it was a middle-aged man with long hair.

The man was also wearing a suit. He was tall and had broad shoulders. His aura was undetectable, but his face was dark and his eyes were bloodshot, giving him a strange evil intent.

"This is?"

Zhan Yidao looked at the middle-aged man, his expression suddenly changed.

Bing Shangjun and Lin Yang were confused.

The guests at the scene were also confused.

Who is this? He looks awesome?

At this time, a group of people came in with a commotion outside the venue!

The leader is none other than Jiang Nansong!

In addition, there are many senior executives of the Liang family!

Liang Xuanmei is also among them.

Seeing these people arriving, the guests stepped forward to say hello.

"Oh, President Jiang! You are finally here!"

"President Jiang! Long time no see! How are you doing?"

"President Jiang! We must have a few more drinks later!"

The enthusiastic voice continues.

Jiang Nansong also smiled and responded to everyone one by one.

"I'm sorry, everyone, please let Nan Song deal with this unexpected incident first."

Jiang Nansong smiled and walked quickly towards the Eight Immortals table.

"What's wrong? Doctor Lin, Mr. Ji! Why did you fight at the banquet I held? Did I fail to entertain you well?" Jiang Nansong asked with a strange look on his face.

"President Jiang! Who is this? Why do you dare to touch my son?" The middle-aged man turned around expressionlessly and stared at Lin Yang coldly and asked.

"Oh, this is the famous Doctor Lin, Mr. Ji, you should have heard of him!" Jiang Nansong said with a smile.


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