Chapter four hundred and seventy first poor monk does not drink
After kicking the 'Wolf Queen' away, Li Wuhui used the strength of this kick to do a backflip in the air and landed gracefully on the pavilion on the third floor.
Li Wuhui's martial arts made the three companions look like aliens, with their eyes wide open and in a state of dementia.
"Li Xiaoyao, your eyes are so vicious. How could you tell what he was hiding?"
The 'Elf Princess' asked with admiration and was also curious about Li Wuhui's strength.
It was obvious that the 'Wolf King' would be left half disabled if not dead under the power of Li Wuhui's kick.
The prestigious Wild Wolf Club in the central city of H was just like this, and Li Wuhui destroyed half of its masters with his bare hands. Moreover, Li Wuhui still retained his strength. Li Xiaoyao and others saw it clearly.
The 'Wolf King' fell into the water and was dragged out of the water by the younger brothers in a state of embarrassment. Almost all the members of the Wild Wolf Club were disabled, and every one of them was angry and helpless.
This society is all about strength. The people in the Wild Wolf Society are incapable of defeating each other, so naturally they have nothing to say. However, the ‘Wolf King’ has not had the chance to teach the people in Pavilion No. 1 a lesson, so he is really unwilling to do so!
"If you haven't left yet, are you still waiting for me to go down and continue to enlighten you?" Li Wuhui stood leaning on the railing, his cold and arrogant temperament showing, scaring everyone in the Wild Wolf Club into silence. The 'Wolf King' didn't even dare to say anything in the scene.
With the help of others, he quickly and embarrassedly left.
As if Yang Tian had discovered a treasure, he had already considered accepting Li Wuhui as his younger brother. If such a person joins the Nitian Society, it will undoubtedly greatly increase the strength of the Nitian Society.
Li Xiaoyao didn't think so, but after seeing Li Wuhui's strength, his thoughts began to change. Such a person is definitely different from Han Yu who is easy to take in as a younger brother, and even different from Jin He.
Perhaps he wanted to use force to conquer others, but he was afraid that it would not be suitable for Li Wuhui.
"Brother, you are very skilled. My name is Yang Tian. I admire you very much. Why don't you come over for a drink and let's make friends?"
Yang Tian said with a smile, his eyes were shining brightly, and he could tell that he admired Li Wuhui very much.
"Yang Tian? Is this Yang Tian, the boss of the Nitian Society?" Li Wuhui asked.
"It's me!" Yang Tian smiled.
"Oh, I'm sorry! I already have an appointment. If there is a chance, let's talk again!" Li Wuhui did not completely reject Yang Tian, and then smiled at the three people: "It's okay, let's go to the appointment! I heard that someone invited me to dinner.
!If you don’t eat, you won’t eat for free!”
"Haha! Brothers have been waiting for a long time, come on! You can eat as much as you want, I'm a treat today!"
Li Xiaoyao laughed heartily, his voice was low and soft, much better than the excellent announcer's voice.
Li Wuhui and the four of them walked onto the cable car and then entered Pavilion No. 1.
Yang Tian was secretly angry in his heart, but he was not as restless as the boss of the Wild Wolf Society. At this moment, he secretly looked at Li Xiaoyao and his group, feeling confused in his heart, "Li Feng, we are not people who made an appointment with the Dark Empire."
Shall we meet here? Box No. 1 must have been reserved by them, how could these unknown people show up!"
Li Feng, who was dressed in black, looked at Li Xiaoyao and others intently, and affirmed: "Boss, they are not from the Dark Empire, I'm sure! That person is injured and wrapped in bandages. The Dark Empire is here to negotiate, and it is impossible to bring him
Such people come. As far as I know, their boss is called Liang Cheng, who retired from the special forces and is in his twenties."
"It's already twenty-five minutes after one in the morning. We made an appointment at half past one. Could it be that they want to break the appointment?" Yang Tian said without anger.
Everyone was dissatisfied with the Dark Empire's delay in coming. However, Yang Tian looked at Li Xiaoyao and others with a sneer on his lips, "It seems that there is quite a lot of fun today. I wonder if those people from the Dark Empire are...
They can handle this monk named Wugui! If they can’t handle it, then they don’t need to negotiate with the Dark Empire and just attack their hometown in the eastern suburbs!”
"Boss, don't worry! In fact, the Dark Empire is not as strong as the legend says. We can cover the territory without fear of their attack." A middle-aged man said with a smile.
"I hope so!" Yang Tian fell silent after saying that, and looked at Li Wuhui with a hint of regret in his eyes.
After the four of them, Li Wuhui, joined in, a large table just formed. Li Xiaoyao greeted several people, not overly enthusiastically, but kept a normal attitude.
At this time, Li Xiaoyao found that there was nothing on the huge table except tea. He looked at the third floor opposite with some displeasure. The fat manager was standing next to a pillar like a piece of wood, as if someone had tapped his acupuncture points.
Motionless.
When Li Xiaoyao looked over, it was as if the fat manager's acupuncture points had been relieved. The fat manager's legs were shaking with fright, and the fat on his face was trembling. He shouted to the people downstairs: "Wine and food in Pavilion No. 1, please hurry up."
Come on, otherwise, I will expel you all!"
In fact, the food and wine had been prepared a long time ago, but just now everyone was fighting over who dared to come in. After hearing the general manager's scolding, several waitresses immediately carried the food and wine to the third floor.
The fat manager burst into laughter and nodded at Li Xiaoyao with a smile on his face. This made Li Wuhui feel surprised. Isn't this fat manager a very fierce person? How could Li Xiaoyao be so respectful?
The waitresses quickly transported the dishes to Pavilion No. 1 through a dining channel in the air, and the two waitresses at Pavilion No. 1 immediately served the dishes and poured wine for everyone.
"Amitabha! Poor monks don't drink alcohol!"
Li Wuhui smiled, but stared at the 100-yuan bottle of Wei Liang beer with a somewhat apathetic look.
"Brother, don't you usually like to drink some beer? Why don't you drink such good beer? What a waste!" The security guard who had a good relationship with him asked doubtfully.
"Um, well, actually, I am a monk. Some time ago, I followed the local customs, so I drank with you. Now, I have taken action, and I am a monk. Monks are not allowed to drink! Do you understand?"
Li Wuhui asked with a guilty conscience, secretly unhappy about why this brother didn't let him go at this time. In fact, he didn't know that Li Xiaoyao had said before that Li Wuhui would give the security guard a thousand yuan for every glass of wine he drank.
"I don't understand!" The three of them shook their heads at the same time, which made Li Wuhui's face turn slightly red.