The strongest security guard for a female president

Chapter 1012
"Master, what should we do?" A waiter asked hastily.

"What else can I do! I, Feng Zijiang, are also bloody. This time, I will fight with Duan Xuhui! Even if I can't kill him, I will splatter him with blood!" After uttering a harsh word, under the leadership of Feng Zijiang, All the chefs and waiters in the hotel picked up the guy's heart and rushed out aggressively.

"Look, my uncle is also a man!" Bai Zifan said arrogantly when he turned his head and saw Feng Zijiang and others who were chasing him.

"Actually, I really hope they don't follow."

"Don't worry about them, my uncle has been training his disciples all the time, even if he can't beat the wind splitter, he can protect himself."

Hearing Xia Yongmei's words, Bai Zifan knew that she had completely misunderstood what she meant. With his son from this plane, he would not let other people hurt them, but they followed them and pulled their grades down. low.

To get revenge, it’s fine to take a group of waiters and cooks, look at their hands, holding a mop, rolling pin, and kitchen knife, especially what the hell is someone holding a fence?Is this to fish out the enemy after being put into the frying pan?
With Shi Haihua as the leading party, a group of people came to Pifengmen aggressively, but they didn't know if there was any event to be held today, and the entrance of Pifengmen was full of people.

"Could the other party be prepared?"

While muttering, a man in exercise clothes came over shaking his head and asked, "Are you also here to worship the mountain?"

"Uh, yes."

There was no nonsense in the exercise clothes, and he handed a piece of paper to Bai Zifan, "Take it, this is your number, wait here, I will play when you are called."

After explaining, the practice clothes turned around and left, leaving Bai Zifan alone in a daze.

"This...is there a lottery for kicking the hall? Are the rules of Sanxian Mountain too strange or are there too many people who have offended the Fengfengmen, and they have to queue up if they want to avenge themselves?"

Xia Yongmei, who didn't understand the rules of Sanxian Mountain at all, shook her head immediately, while Feng Zijiang was only calculating his own business all day long and didn't know what the outside world was like.

At this time, Shi Haihua's advantage as a local snake appeared, and he explained with a smile: "Boss, Sanxian Mountain is not only a holy place for cultivating Taoism, but also a communication center for warriors. Every day, many warriors from all over Xianshan has made a name for itself, after all, it is here to become famous, which is equivalent to being famous all over the world.

Warriors want to become famous in the shortest time, and the best way is naturally to step on others to rise to the top. The various sects in Sanxianshan actually have to meet challengers who kick the gymnasium. Obviously, the disciples of Pifengmen regard Bai Zifan as one of them members.

"Even if it's a challenger, there are too many people challenging Pifengmen?" Bai Zifan said with a frown.

"It should be for Duan Xuhui's name, boss, you don't know, Duan Xuhui is known as the rookie of ancient martial arts, one of the leaders of the younger generation, but so many challengers, Duan Xuhui can't handle it alone, You need to pass the level of his Eight Great Vajras and Four Great Protectors first."

What vajra protector, why didn't he say it was four beams and eight pillars?Originally, Bai Zifan paid more attention to Duan Xuhui. He just came to the dungeon of Sanxianshan, and he didn’t meet any mobs, so he went directly to the boss. No matter how he looked at it, it didn’t fit the routine. Fan instantly understood that this Duan Xuhui was the spot for spawning monsters in Xinshou Village.

I came here today for revenge, and I have to be numbered, that's too low, thinking of this, Bai Zifan's anger grew from his heart to his guts, he squeezed directly into the crowd, and slipped into the Pifengmen.

At this time, a martial arts competition was going on in the arena, and the one on the stage was the legendary Duan Xuhui, who was swinging a wooden stick vigorously, which looked really decent.

It was also different from the martial artist who used double hooks on the opposite side. The two of them fought livelyly, and the melon-eating crowd in the audience cheered from time to time.

But Bai Zifan could always feel something strange. He subconsciously used the power of Ziling. After his eyesight greatly increased, he could see more clearly. Duan Xuhui turned around, stabbed and lifted the stick in his hand, and after pulling away the double hooks, The whole person jumped up, and the wooden stick in his hand was condescending and slashed down. The double-hook warrior couldn't block it and was hit immediately, and was directly smashed to the ground.

The audience immediately thought of applause, and an old man beside Bai Zifan said with emotion on his face: "The master of the Pifengmen, it's no wonder that he can play his own world at a young age, he is skilled in stick techniques but implies chopping, which is very human. .”

Regarding this comment, Bai Zifan couldn't help curling his lips. If he hadn't used the power of Ziling to see the problem, he might have been fooled by these professional sailors.

Looking at Bai Zifan who went back and forth, Xia Yongmei asked suspiciously: "Where did you go just now?"

"I went to see a good show, and now I know how to deal with Duan Xuhui."

"How to deal with it?"

After showing a mysterious smile, Bai Zifan stretched out his finger and ticked it.

The person from Pifengmen, who was sending numbers to the newcomers, saw Bai Zifan's movements, walked over impatiently and said, "What's the matter?"

"It's nothing, I just want to join the team."

"Cutting in line? Where did you come from? Why don't you understand any rules! There are so many people waiting, why can't you wait?"

"I'm not in the same situation as them. I'm here for revenge."

"Revenge? Oh, you said it earlier."

Hearing the other party's words, Bai Zifan was immediately happy. Sure enough, the treatment of himself as an avenging angel is different.

But the smile disappeared as soon as it appeared, and the doorman took out another piece of paper and said: "Give me back the number just now, this is your number, and go to the second window to handle business later."

Looking down at the two extra letters "FC" on the number, Bai Zifan couldn't hold back his anger at all, Nima, is it a martial arts gym or a bank here, why is it so troublesome.

With a cold snort, Bai Zifan slapped directly across the face, and the slapped Pifengmen froze for a moment, obviously he didn't expect to meet such a stunned guy.

"How dare you hit me?"

If you were promoted to the doorman of Pifengmen, Bai Zifan was not polite, and slapped him on the other cheek again.

This time he stopped repeating unnutritious words, and began to ask philosophically "Why!"

"I'm here to explain a truth to you with practical actions." Bai Zifan said solemnly.

"What's the point?"

"When someone hits you on the left cheek, you stretch out the right cheek and let him hit you, and he will feel ashamed."

(End of this chapter)