"Room 8." Zhao Jiang replied. Tang Wen nodded, and Cao Wuxin and others followed him and left for room 8.

"Uh! I said, I'm talking to you, and you actually want to leave, don't you look down on me?" When Ding Qiang heard this, he became furious, and suddenly took a few steps forward to stop him in front of Tang Wen.

"Master Ding, our drinks are on the table, let's go into the private room to eat." Tan Gongqiu saw this and quickly stepped forward to persuade.

"No! Boy, if you don't apologize to me today, I will cut off one of your legs and feed it to the dogs!" Ding Qiang pushed Tan Gongqiu away and poked Tang Wen with his finger.

"Master Ding, don't be like this." Tan Gongqiu was frightened when he saw it. He knew Tang Wen's strength and quickly stepped forward to start a fight.

"Get lost!" Feng Feifei scolded Ding Qiang when she saw Cao Wuxin and Tang Wen acting so close to each other. This evil fire had nowhere to go, and Ding Qiang had rubbed his bad luck.

"What the hell are you!" Ding Qiang suddenly became angry and dizzy. He turned his finger and poked Feng Feifei in the face.

Snap!

This slap is fast, accurate and hard!

Ding Qiang was whipped and rolled out. A large piece of skin was wiped off his face by the floor, and it was all covered in blood.

"Young Master Ding!" Tan Gongqiu was also startled, and he and Ding Qiang's subordinates rushed forward to help him.

"Don't call the police yet!" someone from Ding Qiang's friend shouted.

"Call the police and stop it all. It's not too late to do this today. I'm going to beat him to death." Ding Qiang roared and turned around to see that Tang Wen and his gang had already entered the box.

"Listen, brothers, come in with me and beat them to death." Ding Qiang got up from the ground, picked up a chair next to him and headed to compartment 8.

Naturally, Tan Gongqiu stopped him and said, "Master Ding, that man's name is Tang Wen. He's not simple. Forget it, we'll pay for your medicine, and I'll treat you to the meal tonight."

"Second uncle, I'm about to be beaten to death. Come here quickly." Ding Qiang didn't listen at all and immediately took out his cell phone and started calling.

"Where?"

"Heluo Club..."

…

When Tan Gongqiu heard this, he immediately became angry, "Well, if you want to kill me, I won't stop you." So he told his men to keep an eye on him.

Tang Wen was drinking when the door was suddenly pushed open.

The one in the head was a middle-aged man with long hair, who looked very artistic.

However, Tang Wen glanced at him and knew that he was not an art teacher, because he was a warrior and not very weak.

Ding Qiang and a few others followed, naturally, they were here to regain the situation.

Tang Wen opened his third eye and took another look, almost laughing out loud. This guy was actually a disciple of Zhanlongmen.

Because, the current Zhanlongmen disciples’ cultivation techniques are basically the same. The techniques were given by Tang Wen, so they are naturally very familiar with them.

"Which sect do you belong to?" Before the man could speak, Tang Wen asked directly.

The man was stunned after hearing this, and instantly understood that the other party must also be a member of the martial arts world. He stared at Tang Wen with a straight face and a bit high-profile, and asked, "Which sect do you belong to?"

"I know you are from Zhanlongmen." Tang Wen said. The man was immediately shocked and took a step back. He looked at Tang Wen blankly and asked, "Do you know me?"

"I don't know." Tang Wen shook his head.

"Second uncle, why are you talking so much nonsense to him? If he hits me, hit him back first." Ding Qiang became impatient.

"Shut up!" The man turned his head and scolded his nephew fiercely.

"I'm right again. Could it be that our Ding family members were beaten in vain? Second uncle, aren't you a martial arts master? You wouldn't be so timid and fearful of trouble, right?" Ding Qiang said.

Snap!

This slap was not given by Tang Wen, but by a middle-aged man. He immediately slapped Ding Qiang, pointed at him and said, "You...you hit me?"

"If you don't shut up, I'll tear off one of your legs!" The middle-aged man's face was cold. Ding Qiang was so frightened that he babbled, touched his face and dared not say a word.

He knew that his second uncle Ding Long would do what he said, not to mention that his second uncle was a deputy hall leader of Zhanlongmen.

My family has to rely on him, so there is no need to talk about my status.

At the same time, several of Ding Qiang's friends were also frightened and took a big step back.

"You don't know me, how do you know I'm from Zhanlongmen?" Ding Long asked.

"Haha, I taught you how to think." Tang Wen picked up the wine glass, took a small sip, and said with a smile.

"How is that possible? I've never even met you, how can I not know if you teach me your mental skills?" Ding Long suddenly became angry, thinking that he had met a liar.

"Idiot! You are not qualified to let Mr. Tang teach you. He is teaching you, understand?" Hou Yuan cursed.

"I teach..." Ding Long was immediately startled. Who is the person who can teach himself?

Chief teacher, or...

"Okay, what's your name? Are you in charge of Hailing Province?" Tang Wen asked.

Because Yunhai City is the capital city of Hailing Province, Zhanlongmen has a branch in each province.

There are even special sub-rudders set up in nearby cities where large sects are stationed to facilitate the management of Jianghu people.

In fact, they are somewhat similar to the six doors of Da Chu.

"Ding Long, the person in charge of Linghai is 'Guo Kui', and I am his deputy." Seeing that Tang Wen was so assertive, Ding Long didn't know who he was, but he didn't dare to make any mistakes for fear of offending his superiors.

people.

"Hahaha, I've lived in Yunhai for so long and I still don't know it's Guo Kui. You might as well ask him to come over and give me a toast," Tang Wen said.

"Hall Master Guo is not in the club now." Ding Long said.

"Wu Xin, this braised abalone is delicious. Come and have one." Tang Wen ignored him and brought the abalone to Cao Wu Xin.

"Seeing that there is no second uncle, you have a hot face but a cold butt, and people will not tolerate you." Ding Qiang sneered from behind.

Ding Long thought for a while and immediately took out the phone, and it was on speakerphone. Soon, the other party answered, "Hall Master Guo, a friend asked you to come to the Heluo Club to toast him."

"Who?" Hall Master Guo asked.

"I don't know." Ding Long replied.

"I have something on hand and I don't have time." Hall Master Guo snorted and hung up the phone.

"Sir, he said he was not available." Ding Long looked at Tang Wen, a hint of sarcasm flashed across his face, but it was not particularly obvious.

"He's still very arrogant. Ignore him and let's drink.

Your nephew deserves a beating.

From now on, tell him to have a long memory and it will be a good idea to meet me. Otherwise, haha." Tang Wen said.

"Do you still dare to kill me?" Ding Qiang finally burst out, pointing at Tang Wen and said fiercely.

However, Ding Long didn't stop him this time, maybe he wanted to test Tang Wen.

"So what if I kill you? I beat you, just ask me." Feng Feifei was unhappy because she was the one who beat him.

"You stinky bitch!" Ding Qiang opened his mouth to curse. The next moment, Ding Qiang screamed like a pig, "Ah... help, uncle, help!"

Because, Feng Feifei had grabbed the person from the air, and his mouth was slapped several times by Feng Feifei, and it suddenly swelled like a pig's mouth.

Finally, Feng Feifei stepped on the ground, struggled, shouted, and burst into tears and nose.

"Your Excellency, I am Ding Long, the deputy head of the Hailing branch of Zhanlongmen. Ding Qiang is my nephew. You are not allowed to fight casually. Please let Ding Qiang go." As soon as the expert took action, Ding Long knew that he was no match for this beautiful woman.

, didn’t dare to move, so they could only move out of Zhanlongmen to suppress people.

"His mouth smells so bad, I have to cut him off," Feng Feifei said.

"Your Excellency, some things cannot be overdone. Otherwise, Zhanlongmen will not agree to it," Ding Long said.

"If you don't agree, okay, you can come to the Emei School to find me. My name is Feng Feifei, and Zhou Meizhi is my nephew." Feng Feifei said. Suddenly, the corners of Ding Long's mouth twitched several times in a row, and his expression became serious.

Change.

It's over, my nephew may not be able to keep his mouth shut.

Zhou Meizhi is the head of the Emei Sect, and the head is just her nephew. Who is this woman? It’s too scary...

After all, Ding Long knew in his heart that Jianghu is Jianghu, and even in modern society, many Jianghu people may not abide by the rules.

As long as you don't go too far, Zhan Longmen will turn a blind eye. After all, you have to take care of everything.

At that time, he will definitely become a public enemy in the world, even if he is standing behind Zhan Longmen.

"This beast actually scolded my senior, please let me take him back and teach him a lesson." Ding Long said bravely.

"I'll cut off his mouth first and then you can take it back." Feng Feifei didn't give him any face.

With a move of his feet, Ding Qiang was turned over and his mouth was exposed.

Feng Feifei took out a dagger, Ding Long looked ugly, and Ding Qiang suddenly screamed in fright, "Second uncle, help me..."

"Ding Long, who asked me to come over for a toast?" At this time, a man's voice came.

Tang Wen raised his head and took a look, and found that Guo Kui was of medium height, with short hair, average appearance, and a not cold expression. At first glance, he was a shrewd and smooth man.

This guy arrived early tomorrow morning. After hearing the quarrel, he deliberately stopped outside to check the situation. When he saw Feng Feifei trying to cut Ding Qiang's mouth, he popped up at the right time.

"That's this gentleman." Ding Long pointed at Tang Wendao.
To be continued...