Wang Qianqiu actually also likes to make noises. When he saw Gao Qiang standing there, he said, "Gao Qiang, your boss said that he can beat you more than a hundred times."
¡°Anyway, you are Feng Jun¡¯s deputy, so joking to this extent shouldn¡¯t be a big deal, right?
The corner of Gao Qiang's mouth twitched, and a strange expression appeared on his face, "Boss he prefers to be humble, don't take him seriously."
"You can't take it seriously," Cao Rui said with a smile. He also likes to exercise. "I think, Brother Gao, you have been a soldier, right?"
"Yes," Gao Qiang nodded and silently added three words in his mind: special forces.
"Then he can beat more than a hundred of you?" Cao Rui raised his eyebrows disapprovingly, "I just used a pile of people to lay him down. I never believe that there are hundreds of enemies. One hundred of you Can you beat Tyson?"
Gao Qiang actually agrees with Cao Rui's words. He is learning killing skills. He doesn't need a hundred of himself, but ten of himself can guarantee that he can kill Tyson. The key is how many people he can survive.
"But compared with Feng Junthat's just a different power system, okay?"
However, there were some things he couldn't say clearly, so he could only laugh dryly, "Then you have to be able to suppress him, right?"
"Huh?" Cao Rui became interested. When he was in school, he and Feng Jun also practiced Sanda for a few days, purely for fun. Anyway, he won about half the time, and he felt that he won more often than not.
Hearing that Feng Jun¡¯s physical skills were good now, he became interested, ¡°Why don¡¯t Boss Feng come and give me a push?¡±
Feng Jundan smiled and said nothing - I am pushing hands with you. If my identity is exposed in the future, others will not know how to laugh at me.
Gao Qiang knows how to handle things. He smiled and said, "There will be a Dragon Gate Conference in Maoshan in a few days. It is a martial arts competition. If you want to find someone to promote, there are many masters there."
Cao Rui raised his eyebrows, obviously a little tempted, but finally sighed, "Forget it, when I was in school, I just left as soon as I said it, but now I can't. I have to make money every month to pay off the mortgage."
As he spoke like this, the sky began to darken, and the spotlights in the courtyard were turned on. Cold dishes began to be served on two large tables for ten people in the courtyard. Feng Jun led the students to sit down, and at the other table His disciples and women.
All four male disciples were present, including King Chen Sheng, and there were five. The female disciples were Sister Hong, Hao Jingjing, Gu Jiahui, Yu Qingzhu, and Li Shishi. There was a small table next to them, including Liu Yuting, Liang Siyu et al.
But Feng Jun¡¯s table ate slowly, and the other two tables were in a state of chaos. The battle was resolved in forty minutes, but Feng Jun and the others had not even received the hot dishes, let alone the staple food.
Baina took a careful look and said, "Their dishes are a bit lacking. Is this appropriate?"
"It's very appropriate," Feng Jun laughed, "We drink and they eat, so everyone's needs are different."
What he didn't say was that the food on Gazi's table was actually several times more expensive than this one - the food on that table basically had spiritual energy, and Feng Jun was actually very willing to spend money on cultivation resources.
??????????????? There aren¡¯t many food with spiritual energy on the classmate¡¯s table. It¡¯s not that he¡¯s reluctant to spend money, but that they simply can¡¯t bear too much spiritual energy ¨C it may not kill anyone, but it will definitely trigger a violent reaction.
The people at the two tables left directly after eating. Because Feng Jun did not introduce everyone, the students knew only a few people. Everyone left when they saw him. Zhang Guofeng plucked up the courage to ask, "Boss, is Director Yang not here?" ?¡±
"Huh?" Feng Jun looked at him strangely, "What are you doing?"
"The carriage matter has been discussed, and I want to say thank you to Director Yang," Zhang Guofeng said with a smile, "I feel that the distance of the walkie-talkie is not very far I thought she was in the manor."
Feng Jun pointed at Yang Yuxin who just came out of the front door, "That's Director Yang."
Yang Yuxin had obviously just finished her meal. She was holding a tube of yogurt in her hand and walked out of the villa while sipping on the straw. She looked carefree and relaxed. She placed it on her body casually, but she looked elegant. .
Zhang Guofeng wanted to stand up and say thank you, but he was a little stage frightened, so he glanced at Feng Jun and said, "Boss Feng, will you accompany me?"
Feng Jun raised his brows slightly, thinking that he was a little bit different. He helped you solve the car problem, and now he wants to help you introduce people?
But then I thought about it, isn¡¯t this what the so-called friendship between classmates is about? What's the matter with helping the horse and giving it a ride?
Anyway, thanking you face-to-face is enough for this reason - is it appropriate not to say thank you when you get a benefit?
When Yang Yuxin was called out, she was still a little surprised. When she heard Feng Jun say that it was the classmate named Zhang who wanted to say thank you, she understood what was going on."He knows the wine is good today," Feng Jun snorted coldly. Although Yu Lao's body is getting older, his sensitivity to spiritual energy is increasing instead of decreasing, and it is spiritual wine that has the strongest nourishment ability for the old man's body.
Lingmi Lingguo and other things are also helpful to the old man's body, but he can't bear the too strong spiritual energy, and the weak spiritual energy cannot easily penetrate his blood - there is no way, it is like this when people get old.
Only spiritual wine, in addition to having spiritual energy, can also relax the muscles and activate blood circulation, thereby promoting the absorption of spiritual energy.
However, Mr. Yu's body couldn't bear too much alcohol, so he felt that today's spirit wine was more spiritual. He was also greedy for wine, so he drank three glasses.
"I told you, he can only drink one drink, you let him drink three drinks?" Feng Jun was also helpless, "Then you might as well give him two more drinks let him cut off the chicken head with me and forget it. .¡±
(The third update is coming, the last thirty hours of this month, summon the monthly ticket.)
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