Jiang Hengdu laughed loudly, gave Ye Fan a thumbs up, and then took the person away with his phone number.

For the two of them, tonight is just the beginning, not the end...

"Good, good, very good!"

Just as Jiang Hedu and the others disappeared, a burst of cheers suddenly sounded from the second floor of the bar, accompanied by a slow round of cheers and applause.

Then the lights in the bar came on.

Zhao Kun and the others followed the sound and saw an old man wearing a windbreaker coming down the stairs.

He has a slender figure, is elegant and restrained, walks silently, and moves with the air of a superior.

Behind him were a dozen men and women in well-dressed clothes, full of momentum, and more distinguished than the generals in Jiang Huadu.

"Wang Dongshan? President Wang?"

Someone shouted, and the whole audience was shocked. Unexpectedly, this old man was the elder of the Nanling Martial League.

This is one of the few important people in Nanling, and there is a high probability that he will be the next president of Nanling.

Countless people noticed.

When Ye Fan heard that it was Wang Dongshan, his face changed slightly, and then he wiped a handful of Mr. Gong's blood on his face to cover it.

"father!"

Wang Shiyuan greeted him: "You are finally here..."

father?

Zhao Kun and the others were slightly startled, with shock on their faces. They were surprised by Wang Shiyuan's identity.

Ye Fan was also a little surprised. He didn't expect President Wang's daughter to condescend to be an eighteenth-tier actor.

"I came early, and luckily I came early, otherwise I would have missed a good show and a talent."

The aura of Wang Dongshan and his disciples became stronger, and countless spectators couldn't bear the pressure and dispersed.

"Young man, you are very skilled. You can defeat even Mr. Gong with one move."

Wang Dongshan walked straight to Ye Fan and said:

"Tomorrow night I'm going to fight Xue Ruyi in the ring. You can be the vanguard and help me."
Chapter completed!