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Chapter 117 Meetings and Encounters

2012, Capital.

It has been several years since the last time I came here! Wang Bing sighed in his heart.

This time, according to the old man's request, he will attend the meeting as an escort.

This time things are a bit special. Logically speaking, everyone must come to the meeting, including the person from Longhu Mountain. Because of this matter, Mr. Lu Jin personally went to Longhu Mountain to invite this person out.

As for Grandma Guan in the Northeast...

Well, no one dares to mess with this old aunt. She doesn't want to come out, so no one can do anything to her.

But the old lady represents the lineage of wizards after all. For this reason, Mu You, the shopkeeper of Jianghu Inn, also went there in person.

As for Chen Jinkui, he naturally went to invite the Buddhist representative, Master Jie Kong.

"These three ancestors are really..."

After learning about this, Wang Bing also smiled bitterly and shook his head. None of these three people liked to participate in things in the cooperation circle. Every time the nine guys needed to get together for a meeting, it was three families (Wang, Lu, and Lu).

) and three potentials (Shuzimen, Jianghu Inn, Suigu Pavilion)

But you have to know that Taoist priests, Buddhists and wizards are the three largest forces in the country.

The location of this meeting is set in a park.

At this moment, several figures were already sitting in it.

"Hehehe... It seems that I am not the first one to arrive!"

Wang Ai walked in with a smile. When Mu You saw it, he stood up, cupped his hands towards Wang Ai and said, "Master Wang!"

"Haha, you're welcome, Shopkeeper Mu! Have a seat!" Wang Ai smiled and waved his hand.

On the other side, Feng Zhenghao also stood up and said: "Master Wang!"

"Haha, President Feng is polite, please sit down and don't stand! I don't care about this!" Wang Ai's attitude towards Feng Zhenghao seemed relatively cold.

As for the reason...

Firstly, Feng Zhenghao is a descendant of those people in Jiashen after all; secondly, after all, the Feng family was preserved by the Wang family, so Wang Ai would not look at him seriously, and besides, this meeting was mainly aimed at Feng Zhenghao.



Outside the door, Wang Bing also habitually took out his easel, found a place with fewer people, and started painting.

This place is not far from the meeting place. Just as Wang Bing finished the line drawing, a figure slowly appeared beside him, followed by a burst of exclamation, "Hey! What an exquisite line drawing..."

After hearing this, Wang Bing paused with the pen in his hand. Although he was mentally prepared, this was the first time he saw the Feng family, and the person who came was none other than Feng Zhenghao's youngest son, Feng Xingtong.

"Are you..." Wang Bing stopped waving the pencil in his hand and turned around to ask.

"Haha, I'm sorry, I just sighed when I saw how detailed this brother's painting was."

Feng Xingtong scratched his head in embarrassment and introduced himself: "Hello, my name is Feng Xingtong. I am a cadre of the Tianxiahui. What do you call me, brother?"



Wang Bing just looked at Feng Xingtong quietly, which made Feng Xingtong feel a little uncomfortable.

"How did you know that I am a stranger?" Wang Bing asked curiously.

You must know that when the alien is not using Qi Jin, he is no different from ordinary people, but this Feng Xingtong can find himself in the crowd, and even reported that he is a cadre of the Tianxiahui.

Tianxiahui is called that in the industry, but among ordinary people it is generally called Tianxia Group.

"ah?"

Feng Xingtong was stunned for a moment, but then he smiled and said: "That's right, I have learned some strange medical techniques, so I can see the difference in the movement of energy in each person's body!"

"Although a foreigner looks the same as an ordinary person when not using Qi Jin, from the perspective of meridians, this is not the case. This is why I can detect that you are a foreigner, brother!"

"That's it..."

Wang Bing was a little confused. After all, he didn’t know much about medical magic. Out of politeness, he introduced himself: “Wang family, Wang Bing!”

!!!

After hearing that Wang Bing was from the Wang family, Feng Xingtong was obviously startled.

Obviously, he didn't expect that if he carried it so far, the stranger he met would be the Wang family.

For the Wang family...

Feng Xingtong has also heard a lot that the reason why his father did not become a gangster last time was largely due to Wang Ai.

This is really embarrassing.

Wang Bing naturally noticed that Feng Xingtong's emotions were a bit complicated, and asked calmly: "I wonder if Mr. Feng still has something to do? This painting here is not finished yet..."

Wang Bing had issued an order to expel guests, and he was too lazy to argue with Feng Xingtong.

However, this can be regarded as following Feng Xingtong's wishes.

"Okay, okay, then I won't bother you anymore..." After saying that, Feng Xingtong turned around and left.

"It's a bit interesting..."

After seeing Feng Xingtong walk away, Wang Bing slowly opened his squinted eyes and looked at Feng Xingtong's back.

This kid is a little different from what I thought.

Originally, Wang Bing thought that Feng Xingtong would say something derogatory or mocking. After all, he had suppressed his father for so long and finally failed...

But this kid didn't say anything, he just turned around and left. It was obvious that this kid was Feng Zhenghao's favorite junior and he spent a lot of time on his education.

"The Feng family is indeed a trouble..." Wang Bing shook his head.

only……

Have you underestimated the Wang family’s heritage?

Just when Wang Bing turned around and was about to continue painting, cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

What a strong momentum!

This momentum is definitely not something ordinary people can exude!

Could it be that Zhang Zhiwei is here? It shouldn’t be!

He should have practiced to the point where he has returned to his original nature...

You should be more restrained in your momentum.

The next moment, a group of shadows suddenly appeared behind Wang Bing, directly covering Wang Bing and the painting.

Wang Ping turned around subconsciously and saw a strong man like an iron tower, looking at him with his hands in his pockets.

No! To be precise, I was looking at my own paintings.

His square face with Chinese characters and his bronze skin make it difficult for people to recognize who he is.

The master of the Suigu Pavilion, one of the two heroes, is Na Ruhu.

At this moment, Na Ruhu was staring at Wang Bing's painting with his copper bell-like eyes.

"Nice painting!" Na Ruhu said slowly, leaving just this sentence and walked into the crowd.



What a strong sense of oppression!

This was Wang Bing's most intuitive feeling. The moment Ruhu appeared, Wang Bing had already thought of countless ways to fight in his mind.

Unfortunately, without exception... Wang Bing felt that it was unrealistic to defeat this man with his current methods.

Under the premise of using gold essence and fire essence, it should be no problem to draw a tie in a short time, but if it enters the subsequent stage of exerting force...

It's hard...

During this period, Wang Bing also spent a lot of manpower and material resources to find the whereabouts of the other three nature elves, but unfortunately there has been no result so far.

As for the inn, Wang Bing also had to postpone it.

"Really, heroes are so strong, what kind of realm must they be!"

Wang Bing shook his head, turned around, calmed himself down, and continued painting.

As for the conference room, with Lu Ci, Chen Jinkui, Master Jiekong, and Na Ruhu arriving one after another, Lu Jin and Zhang Zhiwei were the only ones in the room at this moment.

"Master Tian, ​​I told you to leave early, but you didn't want to! Now, we are probably the last ones to arrive, and then the people in the house will blame us again!"

Not long after, Lu Jin's voice came from outside. Judging from the posture, it seemed that he was speaking for the people in the room to hear.

"Lao Lu, you can just vote on my behalf for this kind of thing. Why do you have to drag me in..."

An old man's voice came next.
Chapter completed!
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