The first rich son-in-law

Squeak!

The Rolls-Royce door opened, and Feng Batian stepped down slowly.

The dangerous intuition just now made him feel vigilant.

But when he saw that the person blocking the way turned out to be a young man.

The hanging heart has been put down instead.

Who is he?
Feng Batian, director of the Martial League, a martial arts master on the Hualong list!
Would he be afraid of a little furry child?
You must know that martial arts cultivation depends entirely on accumulation, and age is an insurmountable gap!
"Young man, you dare to block my way, but you know the consequences!" Feng Batian asked with a serious face, with his hands behind his back, completely ignoring this young face.

"Noisy!"

With a light wave of Jiang Beichen's hand, Feng Batian felt an unknown force rushing in, and flew out backwards, hitting the roof of the Rolls-Royce with a bang.

The roof of the entire bulletproof sheet was dented, and the driver in the car died instantly.

However, Feng Batian didn't suffer any serious injuries, he quickly turned over, stood up again, and immediately looked at the young man in front of him in shock.

"Who the hell are you?" Feng Batian looked confused.

There is no doubt that the young man in front of him is also a martial arts master!

A martial arts master in his 20s?
Simply unheard of!

This is too outrageous, where did the evildoer come from?
"Hehe, rejuvenate the country with martial arts?"

"You still want to step on our military department?"

"You Feng Batian really think that no one in our military can stop you?" Jiang Beichen had a sneer on his face, and his body was even more murderous.

"What? You are from the military?" Feng Batian felt incredible.

Although the military department has a strong background, there are not many martial arts masters. When did a martial arts master appear?
"Young man, the military department has fallen, and it will eventually be subordinated to our martial arts alliance. This is the general trend. I advise you to abandon the dark and turn to the bright as soon as possible!" Feng Batian said coldly.

"If you announce to join our Wumeng now, I can ask the Chief Steward to let you be a deputy director!" Feng Batian said calmly.

There are a total of three directors in the Wumeng League, their status is second only to the chief rudder, and the remaining eleven deputy directors are also high in power. If they can recruit a young master, it will undoubtedly be a great thing!
"Did you drink too much? Recruit me?" Jiang Beichen couldn't help but sneered.

"We, the army, are strong and loyal to serve the country. How can we join forces with you Wumeng's dirty villains!" Jiang Beichen said disdainfully.

Feng Batian shook his head, "Young man, you are still too young!"

"You've been a soldier all your life, but you're just working for those superiors. Even if you become a general or a handsome talent in the future, at best, you're just someone's watchdog!"

"In this life, when you are young, you have a heart for the world and a passion for loyalty, but you will eventually understand that everyone under power is an ant!"

"Our whole life is just to become the best!" Feng Batian said with emotion.

"You are wrong, I am a soldier for myself, not for some high-ranking person, I am working for thousands of Chinese people!"

"Don't use your humble selfish desires to insult the beliefs and ambitions of our army!" Jiang Beichen said coldly, his eyes were firm and clear.

"Young man, is it interesting to lie to yourself?" Feng Batian sneered.

"Why do you practice martial arts so hard?"

"What are you working so hard to make achievements for?"

"Isn't it for the National Medal on the top of the head and the supreme power in the hand?"

Feng Batian shook his head, "If you join the Wumeng, these things can be achieved in a short time!"

"Nowadays, martial arts leagues are springing up all over the country, and rich businessmen and politicians in all places are disciples of martial arts leagues. Do you know how powerful this is!"

"In less than five years! All the middle-level people in this country will be under the command of the Wumeng, and our Wumeng will be able to control the world without any effort! At the same time, we will have inexhaustible wealth!"

"How can the military department give you these things?"

"I advise you to think about it carefully!" Feng Batian said with flickering eyes.

Jiang Beichen sneered, showing a sneering expression, shook his head and said: "Sure enough, Xia Chong can't talk to Bing! If I want power and wealth, I won't choose to be a soldier!"

"But what you said made me more determined!" Jiang Beichen smiled lightly, his eyes flickering coldly.

Feng Batian frowned, "What's the matter?"

"The wolf ambitions of the Wumen League are clearly revealed, and this makes me even more determined. I am determined to eradicate you!" Jiang Beichen said coldly.

"Get rid of us?" Feng Batian was stunned for a moment and then burst out laughing.

"Young man, I have to admire your arrogance!"

"You are really arrogant!"

"Do you know how powerful our Wumeng is now?" Feng Batian had a sneering expression on his face.

"In my martial arts league, there are several martial arts masters alone. There are more than 30 pneumatic masters, and countless inner strength masters. The martial arts in the entire Hua Kingdom are under our control. You little doll, what qualifications do you have to compete with me?" Our Martial League is against you?" Feng Batian said proudly, his disdain palpable.

Although he is a young grandmaster in front of him, he is still a doll in his eyes, and he can even suppress him with a backhand. It is ridiculous to threaten to destroy his martial arts alliance!

"You think highly of your martial arts alliance, and you look down on our military headquarters too!" Jiang Beichen shook his head.

"You underestimate the martial arts in the world!" Jiang Beichen said loudly.

"Just a few martial arts masters claiming to dominate the world?"

"Jiang is one against ten, killing the grandmaster like Tu Gouer, the mere martial arts alliance is really nothing in my eyes!" Jiang Beichen said disdainfully.

"You brat, aren't you talking loudly?" Feng Batian sneered immediately, "Take one as ten? Killing a master like a dog? Who do you think you are! As far as I know, the only person who can count one as ten is the number one on the Hualong list The master of the world, it's up to you..."

Before he finished speaking, Feng Batian was stunned for a moment, and saw Jiang Beichen made a move, and at some point, a plum blossom was suddenly pinched in his hand.

"You!" Feng Batian's eyes widened, as if he had thought of something, he immediately exclaimed: "Could it be you, you are Yizhimei?"

"No, it's impossible!"

"How could Yizhimei be so young?"

"He is a martial arts senior who fought against ten foreign masters in Beihai. How could he be a child, boy, are you bluffing me?" Feng Batian's expression turned extremely ugly, thinking that the other party was just bluffing.

"Jiang never jokes!"

As soon as the words fell, the boulder behind him suddenly floated up, and immediately flew towards Feng Batian, like Mount Tai pressing down on the top.

Bah!
Feng Batian yelled loudly, and his true essence rushed toward the stones in the sky like a flood that had been released from the gate. The martial arts master's cultivation was not built on, and all of a sudden, even the clouds in the sky were scattered a bit.

boom!
With a loud noise, the stubborn stone exploded suddenly, Feng Batian waved his sleeves, and all the broken stones were digested like smoke.

"Hmph! If you only have this means, I advise you..."

Whoosh!
Before he finished speaking, a blood-colored plum blossom suddenly shot towards Feng Batian's eyebrows.

"You, you are really a branch..." Feng Batian looked in disbelief, his eyes gradually dimmed.

"Hmph! You know, it's too late!"

Jiang Beichen sneered, turned around and walked away!