Today is the twenty-ninth day of the twelfth lunar month, and tomorrow is New Year's Eve, but under Pucheng's calm performance, there is hidden turmoil.
Of course, this turbulence has no impact on the public. In fact, if Li Weifeng had retreated and not interfered in the affairs of martial arts practitioners, he would not have gotten into trouble.
However, since we have encountered this matter, we have to intervene. Although we don't know what the Yin spirit is, it took a hundred years to be conceived, so it must be a treasure.
Treasures touch people's hearts, and hidden things are inherently attractive.
At around one o'clock in the afternoon, in a restaurant in Pucheng County, Li Weifeng, Jiang Nian, and several policemen from last night were entertaining three distinguished guests.
These three distinguished guests were martial arts practitioners invited by Li Weifeng. The one sitting at the head was an old man.
This old man’s name is Peng Zhengang, and he has a great background. He is a member of the Peng family, one of the seven major martial arts families. This Peng Zhengang was not originally named Peng. Instead, he became a disciple of the Peng family in Cangnan in order to learn martial arts. Later, the Peng family’s elder
Peng Zhengang's ancestor, Peng Lianshan, was Peng Zhengang's master. Seeing that Peng Zhengang was quite talented in martial arts, he asked Peng Zhengang to marry into the Peng family.
The Peng family has a great business and has industries and branches in various provinces. The branches and industries in Ontario are all handled by Peng Zhengang.
It's just that Peng Zhengang is his adopted son-in-law after all. Every time he returns to Peng's house in Cangnan, he can't help but hear some gossip, so it's not a special thing. He usually never returns to Cangnan and has always lived in Anhe City, Ontario.
Few people know his identity, but Li Weifeng knows that Mr. Peng, despite being over sixty years old, is a solid martial arts master. If things weren't difficult this time, he wouldn't ask Peng Zhengang for help.
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Of course, there is a condition for letting Peng Zhengang help, that is, he must share half of the Yin Ling essence.
Li Weifeng didn't know what Yin Ling Essence was, but since Mr. Peng wanted half of it, he agreed without thinking too much.
Mr. Peng's face must be given to Li Weifeng, the director of the department.
As for the remaining two middle-aged men, they are martial arts masters who cooperate with the Ontario Provincial Police Department. Although their strength is not as good as Peng Zhengang, they are still quite powerful.
Today we invited three martial arts masters, and Li Weifeng is full of confidence.
At the wine table, Peng Zhengang asked about the situation, and Li Weifeng briefly explained what happened last night. After hearing this, Peng Zhengang's face was calm, neither shocked nor worried.
"It seems that the two opponents are quite strong." Peng Zhengang said lightly.
"Mr. Peng, I, I think those two people are probably transformation masters, right?" The middle-aged martial arts master with a round face and a black mole on his cheek sitting next to Peng Zhengang asked. This middle-aged man is just a concubine.
Jin, naturally he is full of awe for Master Huajing.
"Transformation masters are also strong and weak. If I really want to take action, even if they are transformation masters, I will not weaken them. What's more, I believe they will give me face. This Yin spirit spirit, our Peng family
If you want it, no one would dare to get involved." Peng Zhengang's tone was full of confidence and decisiveness.
"That's natural, Mr. Peng. In our Chinese martial arts, no one dares to offend your Peng family." Li Weifeng also complimented.
Jiang Nian was standing by and couldn't understand it at all, but he also knew that the Peng family was awesome in martial arts.
Seeing that Li Weifeng was extremely respectful to Mr. Peng, he naturally became more respectful and raised his glass to toast from time to time.
Peng Zhengang was talking about martial arts while drinking. Jiang Nian was also able to hear some things in the martial arts world thanks to this incident.
"Mr. Peng, what if those two people are from the hidden sect?"
"Yes, this is exactly what I am worried about." Suddenly, the two martial arts masters said with some worry.
In their opinion, Peng Zhengang was a little too confident. The Peng family did have a strong background, but there were still some forces in Chinese martial arts that even the Peng family could not afford to offend.
"Hidden world sect?" Jiang Nian's face changed slightly when he heard this unfamiliar name. He was curious and listened carefully.
He felt that this meal would open the door to a new world for him. China was really mysterious.
Li Weifeng also frowned slightly. He also knew about the hidden sect, but he had never seen it before.
The Hidden World Sect is a higher level existence than the Peng family. If it is true, it would be really difficult. However, the Hidden World Sect has always been reclusive and unwilling to contact the outside world. Those two people should not be
As a member of the hidden sect, Li Weifeng comforted himself in this way.
Although he comforted himself, Li Weifeng still looked at Peng Zhengang.
Peng Zhengang smiled faintly, his expression still unconcerned.
"Do you know why I want half of the Yin spirit essence?" Peng Zhengang asked.
Everyone shook their heads, expressing confusion.
Peng Zhengang smiled lightly and continued: "Our ancestor of the Peng family knows an expert. If this Yin spirit essence really exists, if you give it to that expert, he will probably like it very much."
"Expert? What expert?" Everyone was even more confused.
"You can't just talk nonsense, and I have never met that expert, but that expert's strength is unfathomable. Even if he is a reclusive sect, I would not dare to offend him." Peng Zhengang's tone,
Showing a sense of awe and yearning.
He had only heard about this expert from his family members and had never seen it with his own eyes, but he could make his ancestors stand in awe. He was so powerful that he couldn't even imagine.