In every corner of the living room, there were rows of tall men in black suits.
On the sofa, Long Fei, who was strong and with a majestic face, sat in the middle, with several men talking to him next to him.
After Chen Xuan walked in, Long Fei immediately stood up, bowed slightly to greet him, and said with a smile: "Mr. Chen, you are here."
Seeing Long Fei's respectful attitude towards an ordinary young man, the other people on the sofa suddenly looked surprised.
How old is this young man, that he can actually make Long Fei, the big boss on the other side, be so respectful and take the initiative to say hello?
Long Fei's attitude made other people not dare to be disrespectful to Chen Xuan, and they stood up one after another, looking cautious.
Chen Xuan just nodded slightly, and Long Fei quickly asked him to sit down and introduced him: "Mr. Chen, this is Yao Jianhong, the three-time gambling king of Xiang Island. These are all leaders of Panjiao Town."
Several Panjiao Town leaders quickly greeted Chen Xuan with respectful expressions.
Long Fei, a super boss with a net worth of billions, is already someone they must look up to, and Chen Xuan's status is still above Long Fei, so these leaders must respect him as a high-ranking figure.
On the other side of the sofa, Yao Jianhong, a three-time gambling king who is about forty years old and has a net worth of one billion, comes to help Long Fei this time. The two are in a cooperative relationship, unlike the new gambling king Gao Sheng, who is just starting out and has insufficient energy.
, can only be inferior to others in front of Jiang Heng.
Therefore, Yao Jianhong's attitude towards Chen Xuan was relatively cold. He just nodded and asked with a normal expression: "Boss Long, who is this gentleman?"
"Master Chen is a peerless master. In this Panjiao Town turf battle, I asked Master Chen to come and settle the battle." Long Fei explained politely.
The reward Long Fei promised to Yao Jianhong this time was 300 million, but if Chen Xuan helped him, he would have to give up half of the profit. The importance of the two in Long Fei's mind was completely different.
"Oh? This Mr. Chen is young, I can't tell that he is a master." Yao Jianhong said with a hint of doubt in his tone.
Several leaders in Panjiao Town were also very confused. Chen Xuan, let alone a peerless master, even had an average figure, unlike Lian Jiazi, who was all fleshy.
They see many masters who come to Panjiao Town to compete every year. Their knowledge is much better than ordinary people, and they don't feel that they are mistaken.
Of course, these leaders did not dare to raise questions like Yao Jianhong did.
Long Fei was worried that Chen Xuan would be displeased, so he quickly said: "Yao Gambling King, Master Chen is at the level of returning to his original nature, and his methods are magical. How can ordinary people see how powerful Master Chen is."
When Yao Jianhong heard this, he did not comment. This Long Fei was too flattering to Chen Xuan. In fact, the so-called master martial artist was not that scary in his eyes.
Xiangdao was once a paradise for warriors. After the new century, although most of the warrior sects moved overseas, many branches still remained and masters emerged in large numbers.
The personal bodyguard Yao Jianhong brought with him this time was a martial artist from the Hongmen branch of Xiangdao. He was so powerful that he could knock down a row of big men in black suits in the living room with ease.
This martial artist was standing behind Yao Jianhong. He was about thirty years old. He was wearing a training suit. His muscles were tangled all over his body. His eyes were shining. He stared at Chen Xuan with a trace of disdain.
He has never seen such an ordinary peerless master. He doesn't know what stupidity this boss Long has made to invite such a rotten boy to come over to fight. He might as well invite him.
After hearing that Long Fei had blown Chen Xuan to such a high pitch, the vigorous Xiang Island martial artist finally couldn't bear it anymore. He walked to the tea table, picked up a cup of tea, and said to Chen Xuan: "Since we are all
Warrior, I, Zhao Gang, offer you a cup of tea."
Originally, according to Zhao Gang's level, he was not qualified to serve tea to Chen Xuan, but when Yao Jianhong saw him doing this, he did not stop him, and an unknown smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
He knew that Zhao Gang must be very dissatisfied with Chen Xuan.
On the other side, Long Fei frowned slightly, worried that Mr. Chen would be angry, but seeing Chen Xuan's calm expression, he did not stop Zhao Gang in time.
King Yao must secretly disdain Chen Xuan's skills, and Long Fei hoped in his heart that Chen Xuan could show his skills and let them see what a real master is.
At this time, the teacup Zhao Gang was holding had been handed to Chen Xuan.
There was a hint of provocation in his eyes. Although he offered tea with a low profile, he still wanted to see if this young man had the ability to take over.
Chen Xuan saw the blue veins popping up in Zhao Gang's hand when he was serving the tea. It was obvious that he had used his true strength. He couldn't help but smile, and then took the teacup lightly.
The moment Zhao Gang noticed that Chen Xuan was receiving the tea, his arms suddenly became limp and weak. The strength he had gathered in the dark suddenly disappeared, and he couldn't help but feel horrified in his heart.
What kind of evil method did this young man use to make him unable to use his strength? It even blocked the strength of his entire arm.
As he watched Chen Xuan bring the tea and was about to drink it, Zhao Gang felt extremely embarrassed that he was being teased by a young man. Suddenly, blood rushed to his heart and his face turned red.
At the moment when Chen Xuan was about to drink tea and his mind was relaxed, he took action at a very fast speed and took the teacup back, trying to take it back. At the same time, he said calmly: "I'm sorry, the tea is a bit cold. I
I’ll give you a drink instead.”
Before he finished speaking, he had already clasped the teacup with his five fingers and was about to exert force. Suddenly, Zhao Gang felt an extremely dangerous aura covering his whole body.
He had a premonition that if he dared to snatch the tea cup, the consequences would be very tragic.
Zhao Gang was horrified in his heart, and when he saw a bit of chill in Chen Xuanxing's eyes, he hesitated.
"Humph, the art of attacking the mind is nothing more than a small way!" Zhao Gang is also a famous martial artist in Xiangdao. Overseas Hongmen let him be the head of the Xiangdao branch as a recognition of his strength. How could he be intimidated by a mere junior?
He quickly calmed down and used all his strength to crush the tea cup, making Chen Xuan look embarrassed.
Seeing that this guy didn't know how to retreat after knowing the difficulty, Chen Xuan would not be polite to him anymore. The hand holding the tea cup shook slightly, and no one else could see any movement on Chen Xuan's hand.
However, with this tiny vibration, Zhao Gang's fingers seemed to be electrocuted, followed by a huge force that instantly hit his whole body.
Under the astonished gazes of everyone, Zhao Gang was thrown away and his back hit the wall. He was in burning pain and his whole body seemed to be falling apart. He could only lean against the wall and was unable to move for a while.
Long Fei showed a proud smile and looked at Yao Jianhong.
Yao Jianhong's face was filled with disbelief. As soon as they met, his capable bodyguard Zhao Gang was knocked away. This young man was simply an inhuman force!
