Chapter 113

Deep in the imperial garden of Tsinghua University, in the villa which is second only to the elegant two bedroom villa, Wan Zhibin ate delicious dishes prepared by senior Italian chefs and drank top-grade red wine while listening to Ajie's talk about his trip to Qingzhou.

When ah Jie tells of Meng Ran's beating back more than a dozen bodyguards with his chopsticks, the richest man in Jiangzhou has a goblet in his hand, and a touch of surprise appears on his face.

Wan Zhibin couldn't help asking, "can you do it?"

Ah Jie shook his head with a wry smile and explained: "Mr. Wan, Meng Xianshi's hand is no different from turning grass into soldiers and picking leaves to hurt people in the movie. You are not a martial artist, so you don't understand the horror in this. This seemingly simple skill, the beauty of which, most martial artists can't find out for a lifetime."

Wan Zhibin frowned when he heard the speech. At the banquet on Friday, Wan Zhibin asked Shen Shuchen to inquire about Meng Ran's emptiness and reality. Shen Shuchen gave a clear answer. Meng Ran's cultivation could not reach the level of master Wudao.

The identity of Shen Shuchen can not be clearer than Wan Zhibin. In addition to the identity of the first-line star, Shen Shuchen is still the only close disciple of the martial arts master in Jiangzhou, who is the former president of the Zhonghuang martial arts academy, which is famous in Jiangbei.

Wu Dao Lingyun, Gu Changfeng!

Wan Zhibin has seen this famous martial arts master in a province more than once, and he is frightened every time.

As the city's richest man, Wan Zhibin has been used to the big scenes. It can be said that Mount Tai collapsed in front of him and did not change his color. Even when he met his great supporter, the helmsman of imperial entertainment, Ms. muyuan, the pressure on WAN Zhibin was far less than that of the immortal martial arts master.

Wan Zhibin still remembers that a few years ago, Gu Changfeng held his 60th birthday at the Zhonghuang military academy. Most of the rich and powerful businessmen and celebrities and political figures from the north of the Yangtze River were present. However, the master of martial arts was an independent platform with white eyebrows and white whiskers. He was proud of all the heroes.

That unique style is really admirable.

That's why Wan Zhibin, a man of all means, believes so much in Shen Shuchen's words, because behind him is Gu Changfeng, a martial arts expert!

It's Gu Changfeng, the emperor's entertainer!

"Wait, what are you calling that boy for? Immortal master? Master Meng Xian? " Wan Zhibin holds a goblet in his hand, and looks at himself suspiciously at this capable general.

Wan Zhibin vaguely felt that ah Jie's return this time seemed to be different. Especially when it comes to Meng ran, the admiration and fanaticism in his words are too obvious.

His bodyguard only reveres the strong, which Wan Zhibin can't be more clear.

On Wednesday night, Meng ran beat ah Jie with a fist, which impressed and admired him. Wan Zhibin also understood this point. But wan Zhibin always felt that ah Jie's admiration for Meng ran was even higher than Gu Changfeng!

You know, ah Jie has seen Gu Changfeng's demeanor, and he has always regarded Gu Changfeng as his idol. Can't Meng ran really be the master of martial arts?

Ah Jie is not aware of Wan Zhibin's complex mind. When he thinks of what he is going to say next, which is enough to subvert Wanye's cognition of the road of martial arts, ah Jie feels thirsty.

Ah Jie said it very seriously, because he didn't want to miss any details.

These miraculous deeds, such as gambling stone in eight years, one hundred billion dollars, the ghost of tea cup town and Yidan's recovery from the dead, are just like miraculous deeds, which are told by Ajie, that Wan Zhibin feels short of breath, and the goblet filled with red wine in his hand can't help but slide down from his hand.

With a crackle, the red wine splashed with glass.

The trouser legs of Wan Zhibin's expensive suit were splashed all over.

Wan Zhibin tried to suppress the shock in his heart and repeatedly murmured: "bring the dead back to life..."

Even if Meng ran cut out two billion yuan of the most precious treasure, it was far less shocking than the four words of bringing the dead back to life.

For this group of rich people who are enjoying their luxurious life, long life and good health are the most important. Only by living healthily can they enjoy the beauty of this colorful world.

however, although modern medicine has made rapid progress, there are still incurable diseases, such as cancer, AIDS, etc., which are equivalent to direct death sentence.

This kind of thing is absolutely not allowed to see by these rich people.

At the moment, if someone has mastered the elixir to cure these incurable diseases, then he has mastered the lives of these people!

Reviving the dead, these four words, as if with the magic of the day in general, deeply attracted Wan Zhibin!

Ah Jie is just a martial arts man. He just admires Meng Ran's force.

However, Wan Zhibin, who has been up and down in the commercial sea for so many years, has grasped the most crucial factor.

Come back from the dead!

These four words represent not only a lifetime of health, but also an amazing monopoly business opportunity!