1175 joint hearing of the third court

Li Fan didn't take Le Xiaohu with him for such things as drinking and fighting. He is young and has a big temper, so he needs more practice. When attending such a party, Li Fan was really afraid that he could not help but pick up the president of the martial arts association and beat him up. It was really something wrong.

At noon, Li Fan took Jiang ye and went straight to the rich restaurant on the street to attend the banquet hosted by Yang Ye, President of the association.

Jiang Ye followed Li Fan's side, like a small attendant, still holding his extraordinary sword for Li Fan.

It's said to be a second disciple, but it's more like a sword wielding disciple.

The rich and noble restaurant is not small. Sitting on the street, the decoration is quite ancient, with red bricks and green tiles, as if it were a restaurant passing through in ancient times. In this G City, there are many ancient buildings of this style, which have the flavor of the previous dynasty. On the red plaque, four gilded characters are shining, attracting diners. Two beautiful waiters in cheongsam stood at the door, elegant and light makeup, tall and exquisite. When the two saw Li Fan, Qi Qi saluted him, making Li Fan mistakenly think he was a dignitary in the past.

"Welcome your excellency."

The delicate voice sounded in Li Fan's ear, which made his bones almost crisp. The people in this restaurant are really good at it, which makes it difficult for people not to enter. But often such restaurants are expensive. After all, what you enjoy here is not only delicious food, but also unique services.

However, to the dismay of the scene, beside the two palace beauties, there were four strong martial artists standing. These four seem to be born of a mother. Each of them is huge and looks like a hulk coming out of the set.

"But master li of the seven Xia martial arts school?"

A strong man with a purple birthmark on his face fell on Li Fan and asked in a muffled voice. His voice seemed to be beating a broken cowhide drum, which made people feel uncomfortable.

"Exactly, lobule."

Li Fan's voice fell, and Jiang Ye behind him came forward and handed a red invitation.

The big man looked at Jiang ye for more than two eyes. The girl was dressed in black and red martial arts clothes of the seven Xia martial arts school, and her face was still buttoned with a black mask to hide her identity. When you go out, you must cover your face with a mask. This is the rule set by Li Fan for Jiang Ye. At present, Murong Bo's eyeliner is in the Jianghu, and Li Fan doesn't want to create complications.

"Master Li, please go upstairs."

The big man held a broken drum voice and asked.

Li Fan was about to go upstairs, but the big man suddenly stretched out his hand and stopped Jiang Ye.

"What are you doing?"

Jiang Ye's voice was cold and questioned.

"Master Li is the only one invited on the invitation. Others will wait here."

"Ridiculous."

Jiang Ye sneered, quite disdainful. She shot instantly and locked it around the man's neck. A petite girl just lifted the one meter tall man into the air with one hand. The big man blushed and kicked his feet desperately, like a trapped beast, struggling constantly, but he couldn't get rid of Jiang Ye's small hands. [zero ↑ nine △ small ↓ say △ net]

The three martial arts masters nearby were surprised and were about to come forward to help, but Jiang Ye shouted coldly.

"Whoever dares to come forward, I twisted his neck."

The big man waved desperately, and the other three martial arts masters stopped their steps, not knowing what to do.

At this time, the door of the restaurant was pushed open, and a man with gold glasses and a white windbreaker stood there and looked out.

"Master Li, what do you mean?"

"Who is your excellency?"

Li Fan pretended to be stupid, and the other party immediately frowned.

"I'm the president's apprentice, Jiang Hu. This restaurant is also my industry."

Jiang Hu looked at Li Fan with a little anger. "Our teachers and disciples are kind-hearted and want to entertain Master Li to a banquet. I didn't expect Master Li to be so overbearing and instruct his disciples to beat people."

"Did you hit someone?"

Li Fan looked at Jiang ye in surprise, "Xiaoye, did you hit him?"

"No, just look at his clothes. Help him clean them."

With that, Jiang Ye slapped the big man on the chest twice, and then put it back on the ground for him.

"You see, my apprentice is also kind-hearted. He helps your people take care of the dust. How can you wrongly beat us?"

The big man was like the rest of his life, covering his neck, squatting on the ground and gasping for breath. He never felt that the air smelled so beautiful! Life, I want to praise you!

“……”

Jiang Hu was speechless. He thought he was just a manageable teenager, but he didn't expect the other party to be so shameless, which made him helpless.

"Since it's a misunderstanding, please ask Master Li to go upstairs."

"Look, people who open big restaurants are generous."

Li Fan grabbed Jiang Ye's arm, "go, Xiaoye, we can't neglect people who invite our teachers and disciples to a banquet. Hurry upstairs... By the way, thank boss Jiang first."

"Thank you, boss Jiang."

Jiang Ye followed the master's mind and bowed to Jiang Hu.

Jiang Hu's body trembled slightly, and he couldn't refuse it if people put their words to this?

"Please, two."

Jiang Hu stretched out his hand and invited the two masters and disciples upstairs.

Li Fan swaggered to the second floor. The whole second floor was occupied, with more than 20 tables, but most of them were empty, and only two tables were occupied. There were two and a half hundred old people sitting at the table, one with white hair and face, and one with a pipe in his hand. The other one is gray at the temples, heroic and extraordinary, and dressed in a suit. He looked at Li Fan's eyes, full of disdain.

On the next table, there were also full of martial artists, who seemed to be the curators of major martial arts schools. Because of different practice, everyone's posture is also abnormal. Some people have long hands and some have long feet. Some are short and some are strong. It is also rare for so many martial artists to gather together. However, everyone looked at Li Fan's eyes, full of hostility, which is the common ground.

"Master Li, let me introduce you. This is the president of the martial arts association and also my master, Yang Ye, the master of bajimen."

The old man with a pipe nodded at Li Fan, smiling, unable to see the depth of his mind.

"Next to him are Chen Yuanchao, Mr. Chen Lao, master Yongchun and President of Yongchun Association."

"Hum."

The old man with gray temples vented his anger in his nose and didn't seem to want to talk to Li Fan.

"This is master Zhang, the curator of Feilong martial arts school, Master Wang, the curator of Yum martial arts school, Guangming martial arts school..."

Jiang Hu was very familiar with these people and reported everyone's name to Li Fan.

"Li Xiaoyou, please sit down."

After the introduction, Yang Ye knocked on his pipe, pointed to the position in front of him and said to Li Fan.

"Thanks."

Li Fanlong took the tiger step, came forward and was about to sit down. Master Zhang of the flying dragon martial arts school next to him patted the table, stood up and scolded.

"President Yang, you are magnanimous, but we can't. He is a guy without money and generation. Why should he sit at the table with you?"