my beautiful president

"Mr. Fei?"

One stone stirred up thousands of waves, and Nangong Lingyu's words shocked the guests present.

"Mr. Fei? Could it be Iron Palm Fei Ping? The real martial artist who killed the boxing champion of T country with one punch and shattered the 'Yunhong Stele' with one palm? How could the Nangong family invite him?"

"If it's really Fei Ping, then this kid will be in serious trouble this time. It is said that Fei Ping will hurt someone if he doesn't make a move easily. Broken arms and legs are the lightest injuries."

"How could such a proud martial artist like Iron Palm Fei Ping serve the Nangong family? It's incredible!"

At this time, not only everyone was shocked, but even Mu Yuhan began to lose his composure.

At Mu Yuhan's level of status, he always likes to control everything in his own hands, and now he meets a kid who he can't control.

Now that things have developed to this point, Nangong Lingyu will definitely not let it go, the best solution is to let this ignorant boy leave as soon as possible.

"You can leave now, I don't need an unruly driver who only causes trouble!"

Mu Yuhan's expression was indifferent, and her tone was icy cold. The reason why she said this was because she knew clearly that if the person Nangong Lingyu invited was really Fei Ping, the iron hand, things would get out of hand.

"No matter what you think of me, you hired me tonight. And the money has already been spent, so I must be responsible for your personal safety. This is my certain rule."

Xiao Yi pointed to his new clothes and leather shoes, smiling warmly and sunnyly.

"Hehe, my safety? Are you joking? I think you should think more about your own safety now! I declare now that you have been fired, please leave immediately!" Mu Yuhan scolded coldly.

It's just that her order didn't seem to have any effect at all. Instead of leaving, Xiao Yi found a chair and sat down directly.

"Goddess, don't worry, we haven't danced together yet, wouldn't it be a shame to leave so early, and there are so many delicacies here, it would be a waste not to eat."

What Xiao Yi did and said made the guests present feel that he must have gone crazy, or that he simply didn't know what a terrifying person Fei Ping Iron Palm was!
What was even more shocking was that this kid actually swaggered to find a chair, sat down and ate by himself, and praised "delicious, delicious" from time to time.

"This kid is really in the rhythm of dying, I really don't know the heights of heaven and earth!"

"This is called self-indulgence. This young man is too frivolous. The strength of Iron Palm Feiping is beyond the imagination of a person like him."

"I just dealt with a few security guards for a while relying on my flexibility, and then I raised my tail to the sky. You must know that if Fei Ping makes a move, he can knock these security guards to the ground with one palm. The gap between people!"

At the beginning, everyone was a little worried about Xiao Yi, but now that they saw his arrogant appearance, they wished that someone would come out and teach this arrogant brat a lesson.

"Hehe, kid, now even your goddess doesn't want you anymore. Doesn't it feel good to be a homeless dog? It's a pity that it's too late for you to leave now!"

As soon as Nangong Lingyu finished speaking, the door opened, and everyone's eyes were drawn to it.

A dozen or so bodyguards in black suits filed in, splitting the hatchback. A middle-aged man in his 40s walked in the middle, wearing a gray Tang suit, cloth shoes on his feet, short caliper hair, and protruding temples. I knew he was a trainer.

The man was spinning two steel balls in his hand. His palm was thick, thick, and covered with calluses. His fingers were like five steel bars. It felt like a light grasp could crush a person's head!

"My God, it's really Iron Palm Feiping!"

"The Nangong family actually invited Fei Ping, Iron Palm, and he was on call. This is too outrageous..."

"Fortunately, I didn't have any festivals with Nangong's family before, otherwise I really couldn't eat and walked away!"

"It's no wonder that the Nangong family's business has grown bigger and more prosperous in recent years. It turns out that there are martial arts practitioners behind them..."

A well-known martial artist like Tiezhang Fei Ping is the object of competition among the famous and famous families. It can be said that there is a martial artist like this in the town, and the business will be much smoother.

"Mr. Fei, you are here. Come on, please take a seat."

As soon as Nangong Lingyu saw Fei Ping, she immediately went up to greet him and bowed respectfully.

Nangong Lingyu gave such a big gift, Fei Ping just curled his lips slightly, looked up at Nangong Lingyu's embarrassed look, and frowned.

"Master Nangong invited this old man over so late, is there anything important?"

"It's like this, Mr. Fei. This junior organized a business dinner tonight. I didn't expect a kid to come in and make trouble. The junior is not sure if this person is the descendant of a martial artist. He is worried that he will offend someone that Mr. doesn't want to offend. Seniors, please come and have a look..."

"What? Is there any martial artist that I dare not offend?" Fei Ping said angrily.

This fell right into Nangong Lingyu's arms, and he immediately added fuel and jealousy: "Of course not, everyone knows that Mr. Iron Palm is unparalleled in the world, who killed the boxing champion of T country with his punches, and crushed Yunhong's stele with his palm. Everyone knows.

It's just that this kid is too arrogant, and he doesn't pay attention to martial arts practitioners at all. The junior is really angry, so he made a move with him, and asked the master to make the decision for the junior. "

In fact, Fei Ping is only about 45 years old, but he is willing to dress up as old-fashioned, and often calls himself an "old man", so Nangong Lingyu followed suit and called himself a junior.

"Which family's younger generation is so arrogant that even martial practitioners don't pay attention?" Fei Ping was a little displeased.

"That kid sitting over there!" Nangong Lingyu immediately pointed to Xiao Yi.

As a well-known martial arts practitioner, as soon as Fei Ping appeared, all the celebrities and predators in the field stood aside respectfully, for fear that the other party would find fault with the etiquette.

But Xiao Yi didn't care about these at all, he was munching on pastries at the moment, and didn't even lift his eyelids to Fei Ping's side.

"Hahahaha... This young man is quite interesting, come here and let me see what kind of capital you have." Fei Ping laughed.

"Reckless boy, Master Fei Ping will talk to you again. If you behave better, you may still survive. Hurry up."

"Yeah, what time is it, if you still only care about eating, if you don't rush over to make amends, your meal will really be called a 'decapitated meal'!"

The two people standing near Xiao Yi kindly reminded him in a low voice.

"Huh? Who wants to see me? Didn't you see that I was eating? If you want to see me, let him come over by himself. My time is very precious. I have to go to work in the bar after dinner."