Song Yun stomped her feet, pursed her pink lips, and said dissatisfiedly: "What kind of attitude does this guy have, he really thinks of himself as the eldest young master of a wealthy family, our Xiaoman is so beautiful, why does he feel like he has suffered a loss." ”

"Okay, Xiao Yun, don't talk about it. Qin Man sighed softly, offending Wu Han, I am afraid that it will bring trouble to Zhuo Bufan, and when this matter is dealt with, let Zhuo Bufan leave Han City.

The next day.

A number of luxury cars were parked at the entrance of the Red Mansion Mansion, and some bodyguards in black suits stood in the cold wind, showing a murderous aura on their bodies.

This mansion was built during the Republic of China, when a Beiyang warlord was a place where all lovers were raised, but it was later bought and built into a mansion club, which is the best private club in the whole Taoxian County.

The whole building maintains most of the characteristics of the Republic of China, mahogany buildings and mahogany furniture, dozens of bodyguards wearing black clothes and black pants look solemn and waiting.

A middle-aged man in a vest sat on a wooden chair, it was Qin Man's second uncle Qin Ye. There is also a middle-aged man with thick eyebrows like a sword and an extraordinary bearing beside him, wearing a Tang costume and being as stable as Mount Tai.

"Brother Wu, this tea is a special offering I dragged a friend from the capital, and there are only three taels at home, and I won't take it out to ordinary people. Qin Ye looked at the middle-aged man beside him and smiled.

"Brother Qin, bother, I don't have any hobbies in my life, I only love tea. Wu Chengyun said with a smile, his eyes fell on the hands of the pair of deceitful frost and snow that made tea, his movements were smooth, and he was a master of the tea ceremony.

"However, Xiao Man's tea-making skills make me appreciate it more. Wu Chengyun looked at Qin Man who was making tea and laughed.

"Uncle Wu, you have won the prize. Qin Man held the teacup and handed it to Wu Chengyun, and said with a reserved smile.

Wu Chengyun took a sip of tea and said with gusto, "Good tea." Saying that, he put down the teacup, looked at Qin Ye again, and said: "Brother Qin, Xiaoman also grew up under my watch, and now that Wu Han is of age, I will explain my words today, I want to help my son propose." ”

Hearing Wu Chengyun's words, Qin Man's hand shook, and a few drops of tea splashed on the back of his white hand, Qin Man only felt that his whole body was stiff and his mind was blank.

Qin Ye frowned, he also knew something about the two children, Qin Man didn't like Wu Han, but the two families were world friends, the martial family was a martial arts family, and the Qin family dared to call it a fourth-level family, and it was precisely because of the support of the martial family.

"This is a good thing, I just helped Xiaoman's parents settle down. Qin Ye hesitated for a moment and spoke.

"Second uncle......" Qin Man looked at Qin Ye with wide eyes.

Qin Ye gave her a look, Qin Man squeezed her white palm hard, and even her nails sank into the flesh, as if she didn't know.

Didn't she work so hard to ask for the control of the family's interests and take her fate into her own hands?

"Xiao Man, don't say it. Qin Ye's eyes stretched out, and a trace of helplessness flashed.

The third generation of the Qin family did not produce any geniuses, otherwise Qin Ye would not have cultivated Qin Man and let her be a woman in power. But she is a woman after all, how long can she last? If marrying the martial arts family is a good thing for the Qin family, you can wait for the juniors of the fourth generation of the Qin family to grow up and take over the Qin family.

Qin Man had tears in his eyes, feeling that all his strength had been drained, and he sat on the sofa dejectedly.

"Xiaoman, don't be sad...... I'll figure it out later. Song Yun saw her best friend like this, and she was also distressed, and opened her mouth to comfort her.

"Wu Ye is here. Just then, a voice rang out.

Qin Ye and Wu Chengyun stood up at the same time, turned their heads, and saw an old man with white hair and a white Tang suit walking in, accompanied by a young man who was Wu Han.

"Master Wu, why are you here. Qin Ye's eyes widened in surprise.

"Dad, why are you here. Wu Chengyun was also taken aback.

This is the old man of the martial family, Wu Longshen, the top pillar of the martial family, and his martial arts cultivation is unfathomable.

Zhuo Bufan, who was sitting next to Song Yun drinking tea, raised his eyelids and glanced at them at this time, shaking his head in his heart, "The cultivation of the peak of the dark energy, even the grandmaster has not broken through, and now the blood and qi are decaying, and there is no hope in this life." ”

Wu Han saw the lost Qin Man at a glance, as well as Zhuo Bufan, the corners of his mouth hooked up a sneer, and he said secretly in his heart: "Let you see the background of our martial arts family today, and compete with me for women, you are still a little short." ”

Wu Longshen sat down in the first place and said slowly: "You can't solve this matter today, so I can only come here in person, and an old friend sent me a letter yesterday." ”

"What's going on?" asked Wu Chengyun with a frown.

After Wu Longshen's words were finished, everyone understood that Wang Bao had found a martial arts master to come over, and he had some grievances with Wu Longshen, and the other party had already sent a battle post to invite him over.

"Grandpa, you could defeat him thirty years ago, and you can do it now. Wu Han said.

Wu Longshen shook his head and said: "That person is a descendant of the Guo family, and his Yiyi Fist was already small at that time, and now thirty years have passed, I don't know what realm he has reached." ”

Hearing their words, Zhuo Bufan was silent, when he reached his realm, he had already begun to ponder a purer realm power cultivation, and he had already given up on kung fu that emphasized moves like national arts, but he still had some interest in national arts Zhuo Bufan.

At the door of the Red Dream Mansion, suddenly Mercedes-Benz and Audi drove over like flowing water.

A man in mink fur came down from the leading Mercedes-Benz S600, stood respectfully behind him, and pulled the car door, "Teacher, please." ”

An old man in a black Tang costume was planted in the car, his body was as tall as a sword, giving people a sharp feeling, and his short black and white hair was upside down like a steel needle.

"I haven't been out for years, and the world has changed so much. The old man sighed, put his hands behind his back, and strode inside.

"Mr. Wang is here!" someone sang.

Everyone in the living room finally saw Wang Bao, and the old man in front of Wang Bao, about sixty years old, about the same age as Wu Longshen, wearing a black Tang suit, his footsteps were silent, but he gave people a sharp feeling, which made people dare not look directly.

"Old friend, I haven't seen you for a long time. Wu Longshen stood up.

"Brother Wu, it's been thirty years, and it's been thirty years of life!" Guo Yi said with emotion.

"Why are we here today, you don't need to say, the king is the king, the loser, whoever loses will give up. Wu Longshen said directly.

Guo Yi laughed and said: "I have been in prison for the past sixteen years, and I can't find anyone who can fight, and today I can fight with Brother Wu again, have fun, have fun!"

Everyone didn't dare to speak, these two were martial arts masters.

However, the area in the living room is too small and furnished, it is not easy to spread out, and finally about the courtyard behind the mansion, which is spacious enough to open up. Wu Longshen and Guo Yi stood opposite each other, with a distance of five or six meters in the middle, one of them was wearing a black Tang suit, and the other was wearing a white Tang suit, and the wind-blown clothes were blowing.