Chapter 640

"Let's go to dinner."

Jiang Beichen is not interested in the so-called exchange, and directly takes Jiang Lai to the house for dinner.

"Stop!"

Zhang Zeyang suddenly opened his mouth, and his thick eyebrows suddenly rose. He quickly stood forward and stopped his brother and sister.

"A good dog is out of the way!"

"Besides, Zhangjia people and dogs are not allowed to enter my house!" Jiangbeichen opened his mouth lightly.

"Jiangbeichen, what the hell are you talking about?"

"One more word?"

Zhang Zexu and Zhang Zeyang have angry faces and drink angrily.

This boy, what a big dog, dare to humiliate them like this?

"Can't you understand Chinese?"

"I'm afraid you can't even compare with dogs!" Jiang Beichen couldn't help shaking his head, with a sympathetic expression on his face.

Jiang Lai chuckled and was amused by my brother's words.

I feel so enlightened!

From childhood to adulthood, I've never seen Zhangjia boys so humiliated.

It's easy to relieve Qi!

"Jiangbeichen, you really want to die!" Zhang Zexu trembled with anger.

Zhang Zeyang also glared, as if at any time it might be shot.

"Jiangbeichen, you are too proud!" One side of Wang Rongrong suddenly opened his mouth, his face still wrote arrogance and disdain.

"Although you are now a shareholder of Xiongfeng group!"

"But don't think you can ignore Zhang Jia!"

"After all, compared with Zhang Jia, Xiongfeng group is just a common people. You will suffer losses if you always do this. In the future, it will even affect Jiang Lai!" Wang Rongrong shook his head, a look of encouragement.

In fact, she said these words to make herself feel better. Because before Jiang Lai is to give her and Jiang Beichen match. As a result, she couldn't see Jiang Beichen.

So if jiangbeichen really has strength and background, doesn't it mean that his vision is not good?

Hearing this, Zhang Zexu couldn't help laughing.

"Rong Rong said yes!"

"Even if you are now a shareholder of the Zhao family, aren't you still a small white face?"

"Don't you even count the shares yourself?" Zhang Zexu still sneers.

Previously, Zhang Zelin speculated that the boy was probably holding the thigh of a military boss.

But at most, he was a son-in-law, even a dog. Naturally, he looked down upon him from the bottom of his heart.

"Brother Xu, don't talk nonsense with him. I'm here today to teach him a lesson!"

"I can't believe that I don't pay attention to our Zhangjia family. It's just reprehensible!" At this time, Zhang Zeyang suddenly opened his mouth, his eyes were sharp and terrible. "Boy, I challenge you in the name of a warrior. Do you dare to take it?"

Zhang Zeyang stares at Jiang Beichen coldly, the whole person has already tied up the horse step, stretched out his hand to make a provocative gesture.

"Challenge me?" Jiang Beichen raised his eyebrows and said with a sneer.

"Sorry, brother, you don't deserve it!"

"What did you say?" Zhang Zeyang's face suddenly became ugly.

Since he was eight years old, he has been practicing martial arts with hualongbang experts. Now he is the cultivation of Neijin Shangjing!

Even touched the pneumatic threshold!

How dare this kid say he doesn't deserve it?

Brush!

It seems that in order to prove something, Zhang Zeyang suddenly grabs at the side. Suddenly, a water tank in the yard is slowly lifted out of thin air from the ground.

Seeing this scene, everyone was shocked.

"Zeyang, how can you defend things from the sky?"

Zhang Zexu opened his mouth in an excited tone. He defended things from the air and became soldiers by sowing beans. These are all legendary means!

"Master Zeyang is worthy of being the apprentice of hualongbang. It's really amazing!"

Wang Rongrong, also shocked, immediately sneered and looked at Jiang Beichen: "see, Jiang Beichen, young master Zeyang, it's an immortal means. You still want to compare with the young masters of Zhang Jia?"

"It's just too much for me!" Wang Rongrong said with disdain.

When Zhang Zeyang was praised like this, he couldn't help sneering. "Boy, you should know what I mean when you practice martial arts!"

That's right!

This is the performance that has stepped into pneumatics!

A pneumatic master in his twenties, talent can be called evil!

Enough to kill 99% of the young warriors!

"Immortal means?" Jiang Beichen shakes his head and laughs.

"What am I?"

Voice just fell, a white palm suddenly lifted up, slender fingers, gently rubbed.

Pop!

After the sound of a hand, the eaves trembled and the tiles clattered.

Zhang ZeyangJiang Lai couldn't help opening his mouth.

How did you do it??

Just one hand!

The roof is shaking!

Zhang Zexu and Wang Rongrong are also confused.

Such a magnificent sight is unheard of!

What kind of realm is this?

Zhang Zeyang has already touched the threshold of pneumatics. Naturally, he knows that even if he is a master of pneumatics, it will be difficult to achieve this.

Unless it's his father!

But you know, he barely reached the threshold when he was eight years old.

And this boy is only two or three years older than him. It can be said that he is the same age. He is already pneumatic??

Zhang Zeyang felt incredible and could not accept it. He was so proud that his heart was broken and his face was ugly.

"Brother, now, do you still think that you deserve it?" Jiangbeichen slowly put down his hand, mouth slightly tilted to open the way.

Zhang Zeyang's face turned white, and he was speechless.

Indeed, he doesn't deserve it!

Although he touched the pneumatic threshold, it was just the threshold.

It's as short as three or five years, as long as ten or eight years!

But at present this person, already was the real pneumatic master!

In front of each other, he is really just a brother!

"Zeyang, don't be fooled by his tricks!"

"That's right. This kid is very crafty. Who knows what he did on the roof in advance!"

Zhang Zexu and Wang Rongrong face some unnatural, but still said in turn.

They don't think it's true.

Is it not a joke that a hand noise can shake the roof?

What about martial arts movies?

Zhang Zeyang smiles bitterly. Can't you tell the true from the false by his accomplishments?

This is obviously something that can only be done when the strength is compressed to a certain extent. It may even be close to the true yuan of the martial arts master!

How can there be a fake?

If it is said that people prepare in advance, it is even more impossible!

After all, how could the other party know they were coming in advance?

Can it be that God can't do it!

"Zeyang, look up!" Zhang Zexu said in a cold voice.

"You are the genius of Zhang Jia. How can you be defeated by a cover up?"

"Besides, you are the close disciple of hualongbang's experts. Your future achievements are limitless. Can you be compared with him as a little wild breed?" Zhang Zexu warned loudly that he naturally didn't want Zhang Zeyang to lose his confidence.

Zhang Zeyang's eyes lit up when he said that.

Yes!

I'm a disciple of hualongbang master, and the master has said that it's a certainty that he will become a pneumatic master when he stands up. Moreover, he is smaller than the other side, so his future achievements may not be higher than him!

Thinking of this, Zhang Zeyang's confidence came back and his chin was raised high.

"Yes, little bastard, my master is a master of hualongbang!"

"Do you know what Hualong list means?"

"That's the best existence in the whole martial arts world!"

"The way of martial arts is about inheriting from teachers. If you meet a famous teacher, you can give you two tips, and you can avoid many detours!"

"It's not like you can be compared with a blind practitioner!"

"My future achievements will certainly surpass those of you who have no teachers!"

The more Zhang Zeyang said, the more superiority he felt, the more disdainful he was.

And just then, creak!

A black Audi A8 suddenly stops at the gate of the villa.

"Is Mr. Jiang at home, please?"

An old man with bright hair and housekeeper appearance suddenly came in from outside.

"I'm Jiang Beichen. Are you looking for me?"

Jiangbeichen couldn't help frowning. In his impression, he didn't know such a person.

The housekeeper said respectfully with a kind smile.

"Mr. Jiang, I'm the servant of the master drunkard. My master wants to invite you to come and have a talk!"

The old man said, making a gesture of please.

"Oh?"

"Are you going to stand up for Chen Jiajun so soon?" Jiangbeichen eyebrows pick pick pick, can't help but sneer.

"No, no, no! Mr. Jiang, you misunderstood me. My master said that he would accept you as an apprentice! " The old man suddenly said with a smile.

Hearing this, Zhang Zexu and others were stunned.