Security guard of the female president's son-in-law

When several people were feeling sorry, the door was opened, and Lin Yanxue, who was dressed in white, ignored everyone and sat beside Meng Dong.

Seeing this, Zhang Ergou walked to the driver's seat and shouted, "Let's go!"

A group of people got into the car one after another, and the convoy headed towards Pingdingshan.

Along the way, seeing the streets full of flowers and the walls full of advertisements, Meng Dong suddenly felt a little regretful.

Looking at Lin Yanxue, he said, "Honey, I found out that I haven't done anything for you for so many years. In fact, it's a good thing that I left."

"Want to give up?"

"You don't need to follow. If I lose, it's nothing. You're not more sad."

Lin Yanxue stretched out her hand, put it on his hand, and said softly: "I still say the same thing, my world is only widowed and not divorced, let alone remarried."

Meng Dong realized that he was thinking too much, and reached out to hold her hand.

Perhaps, there is still a little love for him, or all the love is on him.

The convoy drove up to Pingdingshan, and now it was sealed off. Many people gathered at the foot of the mountain, some of them were not of high status in the family, so they were not qualified to watch.

For a third-rate family, there are only three or five people who are qualified to go up.

Naturally, Meng Dong's convoy was unstoppable, and those families who used to be aloof can only watch now.

On the road, there were two people standing on both sides five meters apart, their bodies standing upright, what a grand ostentation.

On the top of the mountain, in front of the pavilion, there were even rows of seats. Zheng Zihan sat in the middle, with the Chen family on the left and the old lady of the Lin family on the right.

After so many years in Linchuan, this was the first time he had obtained such a high status. Lin Qianmin and Lin Daixiu sat next to him, and the rest of the Lin family stood behind, laughing and laughing.

As Meng Dong's motorcade approached, a group of people watched over.

The old lady Lin said even more domineeringly: "Zihan, don't worry, I'll take care of that trash of Meng Dong."

As soon as the words fell, Meng Dong, who was the first to get out of the car, held a sword in his hand, and glanced at everyone present, full of murderous aura, many people dared not look over.

Seeing this, Mrs. Lin also forgot what she said before.

Meng Dong went around the front of the car, opened the door and greeted Lin Yanxue, and sat next to Tan Muyun and the others on the other side. There are much fewer seats here, and this is also a matter of position.

Of course, there are also neutral forces. Lin Yanshuang's people are there, and the forces left by Ma Sanye led by Wu Shan are also there. The number of people must be pitifully small.

Not everyone has the courage to stand on both sides.

Rouge, the master of the dark hall, was also hidden in the crowd, and Ma Sanye
Seeing Meng Dong approaching, Zheng Zihan opened his eyes, stood up and said, "You are not qualified to let me use the sword, but I heard that you are very satisfied with your boxing skills, so I will teach you first!"

Meng Dong smiled slightly, put down the sword, and then took down the Baipi dragon scale dagger, the soft sword brushing the clothes, and the silver needle one by one.

If Lin Yanxue wasn't around, I really thought it would be okay to sneak attack, but with Lin Yanxue around, image is still very important.

After you're done, you won't need to use your bare hands, even if you have sword intent, so you're naturally happy.

Looking at Lin Yanxue, she smiled and signaled her to rest assured.

Walking over, stretching his wrist, he said with a smile, "I've practiced boxing for two months, and it's not too bad. You can try it."

"Meng Dong, since you are here, you will die today."

After finishing speaking, he came to Meng Dong's side in an instant, and suddenly punched him down.

Meng Dong crossed his hands in front of him to stop him, but he was pushed back more than ten steps.

"what!"

Tang Qinqin, who was behind Tan Guanglin, yelled, then grabbed Tan Guanglin's clothes and said, "Linlin, it seems that uncle can't beat him."

Tan Guanglin sighed and said, "It's just started! What's the rush?"

Meng Dong stood up straight, shook his arms and said, "I'm a little weak!"

Zheng Zihan rushed forward again, and punched him again, Meng Dong also punched him without hesitation.

"boom!"

The two fists collided, and with a loud noise, Meng Dong was still repelled, but this time his hands visibly trembled, and there was still some pain.

Seeing that Meng Dong was still standing, Zheng Zihan rushed over again.

Another punch came, Meng Dong blocked it one by one, and slowly stepped back.

In the end Zheng Zihan punched him, Meng Dong raised his hand to block it, and almost fell to his knees.

But afterwards, he elbowed Zheng Zihan, but he was not moved, and then punched him.

Zheng Zihan raised his hand to block him, but was pushed back by Meng Dong.

Looking at the slightly raised fingers on Meng Dong's fist, he frowned and said, "Phoenix Eye Hammer, Bajiquan!"

"Snapped!"

Meng Dong stomped his foot on the ground and took a step forward to hit him. Zheng Zihan just dodged quickly.

Behind Mrs. Lin, Lin Yanwei frowned and said, "How can Meng Dong, this trash, know how to punch!"

Jia Yancheng sneered at the side and said, "I felt something was wrong with this kid the first time I saw him. He must have been hiding it when he got married. If it wasn't for Zheng Shao, I wouldn't know his wolfish ambitions."

Lin Yanwei shook his head and said, "It's a pity! This girl Yanxue has really bad eyesight."

Instead, there were two strangers on the chair beside him, one of them held a teacup and said, "This Meng Dong is a good young man, with a strong eight poles, and his strength is as strong as a bow in an instant. The most important thing is that his heart is cruel enough."

Another person sneered and said, "According to his style of play, he can only attack but not defend, and he will be exhausted to death."

When Zheng Zihan was about to punch him, Meng Dong pushed him up with his knee.

The two sides fought back again.

Zheng Zihan wiped his clothes and said with a sneer, "Bajiquan and Xingyiquan are nothing more than that!"

"It turns out that you are only in the Cyclone Realm, and you are only one realm higher than my Qi Condensation Realm. I have only practiced boxing for three months, and your talent is really not enough to see."

Meng Dong also moved his whole body, hit Zheng Zihan once, and received ten blows, and he still didn't see what punch Zheng Zihan used.

But when these words came out, everyone in the room was shocked. It's only been three months, which is too fast.

Moreover, Zheng Zihan has only reached a level after three years, so he doesn't seem to be that powerful.

Zheng Zihan smiled and said: "If the realm is not stable, it is a rootless apple. If you saw my sword, you would not say that."

"Then you use the sword, I didn't stop you."

"You are not qualified, my fist can kill you."

Zheng Zihan rushed up again, and punched Meng Dong, but Meng Dong didn't hide, and then punched him.

The two backed away again, Zheng Zihan frowned and said, "Baguazhang!"

Meng Dong took the initiative to rush forward, and greeted Zheng Zihan with punches. Zheng Zihan couldn't react. After being punched back, he asked, "What punch?"

"Tiger Fist!"

"Fantasy, let me show you the real boxing skills!"

Zheng Zihan rushed over again.