Pang's father seemed not surprised, he looked calm, his hands naturally drooped, and he stood neither side nor side.

Lao Jiang asked Ma San to report to the inner hall that he would stand outside the door with Pang's father and show respect.

The martial arts people who had heard the three words "Iron Sand Palm" didn't care, but now Lao Jiang's performance made them look at each other. Who is Lao Jiang?

That's a killer, executioner!

Before the Qing Dynasty was destroyed, Lao Jiang was one of the few four executioners in the capital. A precious sword had never been sharpened. He had chopped more heads and saw more blood. Naturally, the edge of the knife was rolled up and the knife turned dark.

But the hands holding the knife became more stable.

That year, the dynasty was gone, and the executioner had no food. Lao Jiang followed Gong Baosen and became an old servant. He beat the knife again and sharpened it again. The big knife turned into a short knife, wrapped in linen, and deer skin as a scabbard, and never left his hand.

Lao Jiang didn't take much action, but those who pulled the knife were all bloody.

A slight footsteps came from the yard, and the closer they were, the louder they were. Although Pang Guan was young, his ears were extremely sharp. I was afraid that there were five people who could hear it.

But when the people came out at the gate of the courtyard, Pang Guan counted eight!

The three first three walks silently, with their breath as if there is or there is nothing, which shows how deep the skill is.

Walking at the front was a middle-aged man with a long-faced black coat, wearing an old melon-shaped hat and old Beijing cloth shoes. His eyes were deep. When he saw Pang Youde standing outside the door, he raised his eyelids and looked happy.

"Mr. Pang is here, it's really timely." Gong Baosen's speech was not as full of energy as usual martial arts practitioners, but rather like a scholar. The words "melt" complement each other.

"Mr. Gong's invitation was to invite the Pang family. The time was today and the meeting was opened in the morning. My Pang family only had two people. There was no face to drag down, so it was naturally early," Pang's father responded.

"Ah hahaha, Mr. Pang is really enviable." The man with a national-shaped face on Gong Baosen's left hand suddenly said.

At first glance, this man felt extremely particular. He had a dark red brocade coat with lotus flowers on it, neat stitches, delicate hair trimming, white face without any beard. It was obvious that he had found a master to make a face. Among the three people in front of him, he seemed the most powerful aura, just like a rich man.

"Mr. Ding, after leaving for many years, I met again today. My mental outlook is not bad at all." Pang's father obviously knew this Mr. Ding and had some friendship.

Pang's father turned to look at the person on Gong Baosen's right hand. Compared to Gong Baosen and Ding Lianshan, this person seemed very cold. He was thin and very old. His gray ox tail was hanging behind his head. The wrinkles on his face were layered and his face was extremely white.

"I didn't expect that even General Manager Yin came today," said Pang's father. Compared to the first two, Pang's father's attitude towards this person was much colder.

"The Palace Monkey King has a daughter today, and I have a disciple. Of course, I, an immortal elder, have to come, but... hehe! I didn't expect to see my former rival." Yin Fu's sarcastic tone, coupled with his smile and cold temperament, made everyone present feel a little chill.

"There are different people who do not plan for each other. When you are old, you should find a place to hide your name and show your face. I am afraid that someone will definitely think of it." Pang's father still had no expression on his face, but his words were very threatening.

Today is the day when Gong Baosen adds a girl to take in disciples. As the host, of course, he has to come out to ease: "Mr. Yin, Mr. Pang, there have been strong winds in the capital recently and the weather has changed frequently. Let's talk in the hall."

Pang's father did not comment, followed Gong Baosen's "please" gesture, followed, nodded with Ding Lianshan, but ignored Yin Fu.

Pang Guan followed Pang's father and clearly saw Yin Fu's old eyes narrow and long, implicit murderous intent.

Although it is this world, Pang Guan still knows Yin Fu, and when he heard his father call the other party the general manager, Pang Guan confirmed who he was.

But his father actually had a disagreement with Yin Fu. As soon as he met, he was sarcastic and murderous. With the conversation between them, Pang Guan had a bold guess: Could it be that his father had participated in the movement that year?

If this is true, maybe my father might know the master of the sword path who was beheaded. Both of them were ironclad and would definitely appreciate each other.

People in the martial arts world celebrate their birthdays, and the celebration is different from ordinary people. Their daughters are one year old and they don’t want to draw lots, nor do they eat as soon as they come. Instead, they sit down in the lobby in different seats and serve fragrant tea.

The first seat in the center is naturally Gong Baosen, and the left and right hands are Ding Lianshan and Yin Fu.

The first person on the left below is an elegant middle-aged man with a black beard and yellow face, looking harmonious. Pang Guan didn't know him, but he knew that he could sit first in the left hand and should be a character.

What surprised Pang Guan the most was that the first person in his right hand actually gave him Pang’s father. This was arranged by Gong Baosen. The second person was a short old man. He looked weak and sat there quietly without looking at him, as if everything had nothing to do with him, and no one was seen talking to him.

This is an introverted old man, Pang Guan thought of this.

While drinking tea, I didn’t say anything about celebrating. Instead, I was talking about some things in the martial arts world and things about outstanding juniors.

Pang Guan was very interesting to hear, especially when he heard the names of some famous characters in his previous life.

There were no less than 30 people in the entire lobby, and everyone was drinking tea and chatting, but there were only three people who were unique and did not speak. One was Pang’s father. He was just here to be invited and did not want to participate in these things. He had seen many battles and killings, and he also did a lot. Now he found a small town and lived a life of iron. It was great.

The second is Yin Fu. He has a high seniority, a high status, and a veteran. With his special identity, most people dare not talk to him. He still holds the tea cup like a Qing official. He holds the tea holder in his left hand, holds the tea lid in his right hand, raises his little finger, brushes the tea water with the tea lid, and takes a sip from time to time, and doesn’t know what he is thinking?

The last one was the short old man sitting next to Pang’s father. This man was very strange. He didn’t even drink tea and just sat there like this, as if he was isolated from the world.

"Father, who is the one next to us? His aura is extraordinary," Pang Guan asked in a low voice.

"He is a ruthless man," said Pang's father.

When Pang Guan heard this, he knew that Pang’s father didn’t want to say anything, not to mention that the other party was sitting next to him. With the other party’s ears, not to mention a chair or a wall, even if it was separated by a wall, it was inevitable that a few words would be leaked.

"I dare to ask which sect and sect master is sitting on the right?"

Suddenly someone stood up and spread his hands to Pang's father.

Pang Guan raised his eyelids and stood behind Pang's father, silently.

"I can't be considered a master, nor have any sects, so I learned some of the family's crop styles." Pang's father did not get up and replied casually.

During the conversation between the two, the conversation on the spot stopped. Everyone felt like a mirror in their hearts. This situation? Someone is going to cause trouble!

The man was a man in his thirties, sitting in the fifth place in his left hand, with awesome and radiant eyes, his temples were bulging, and his hands and palms seemed larger than ordinary people.

"Since there is no sect, it means that we are not considered to be the first person in the martial arts world, but we can sit in the first place with our right hand. I guess we are relatives of the Gong family," said the man.

Even if this is a sarcasm, no one present is from the martial arts world. The relatives of the Gong family are in the back hall, but he said this on purpose, which is targeting him, or is he dissatisfied with Pang's father sitting first?

"You are right! The ancestors said it well, with orderly superiority and inferiority, and clear sequences. Since you are not a martial arts world, don't take a seat. The person we hate the most in the past was the person who was a corpse and was a simple meal. Now! Especially those who stand in the pit and don't poop," Yin Fu suddenly spoke out, pointing his words directly at Pang's father.

Pang watched clearly. It seemed that the two of them were deliberately proposing trouble and wanted to save their father's face.

But Pang's father's expression remained unchanged, as if he was prepared.

"Mr. Yin is right. Since I am not a martial arts man, I naturally cannot sit at the top of my right hand. But I was invited by Mr. Gong in red paper and black. I was a guest passing by. I also asked Mr. Gong to arrange a chair for me at the door." Mr. Pang stood up and did not argue with Yin Fu.

But if he sits at the door, he will be the last one. Although Pang Guan has never seen his father fight with others, he feels that there are so many people here, and his father is at least in the top three, otherwise Gong Baosen would not have specially arranged him in the first seat of his right hand.

If you sit at the door now, wouldn’t it behaving yourself by admitting that you have no work?

Pang's father always told him that he could not fight for anger, and that things could not be done. Naturally, he was too lazy to fight for face.

It doesn't matter to Pang Guan. He is not a young man with a strong spirit, and he never wants to compete for any reputation.

Gong Baosen quickly stood up, reached out to press down, and signaled Pang's father to wait a moment and be calm.

"Everyone, Mr. Pang..."

Gong Baosen was about to speak for Pang's father, but Pang's father shook his head slightly.

Gong Baosen glanced at Pang's father in a complicated manner, sighed, and then bowed to everyone again: "Mr. Here, Gong Baosen is not considerate. Everyone is from the martial arts world, and those who can come are all people with face. As the saying goes, don't steam buns and try to make a sigh. Mr. Hong said it well just now, and Mr. Pang is willing to abdicate, so everyone will sit down and continue to have tea. The incense hall will be opened later. Please step forward and testify to my first time intake of disciples. Thank you everyone."

Yin Fu was a little surprised to hear that Pang’s father had voluntarily abdicated. He didn’t expect that the other party was so tolerant. He was worthy of being the one who could have been able to get out of the wind and rain behind the scenes.

Such things cannot be done too much. It is a happy event for the Gong family. If you force them on, you will not give the Gong family face.

It is better to have less things than more. Seeing that the things did not break out, those present pretended not to see anything and continued to drink tea when they should be chatting. They just looked at Pang's father with a little contempt. Those who didn't even fight for face were considered martial arts people!

"etc!"

Just as Pang's father was about to sit at the door at the end, a sound that was not loud across the lobby and everyone was silent.

When everyone saw that the person who was talking was him, they didn't dare to speak out, just to see what he had.

Pang Guan looked at the sound and found that it was the old man who made the sound!

"Senior Li, I wonder what's wrong with you?" Gong Baosen bowed and said.

But Pang's father ignored him and continued to walk towards the chair at the door, with Pang Guan following him.

"I told you to wait!" Old Man Li spoke again.

"Why?" Pang's father just turned around and replied.

"You don't have the integrity of a warrior?" said Old Man Li.

"Haha, Mr. Li, am I still a warrior?" Pang's father smiled bitterly, and this kind of smile contained the most sadness.

"Hmph, since you have practiced martial arts, you will be a martial artist all your life. What are you going to make excuses?" Old Man Li seemed a little angry.

"Wu, it's very simple, the strong stand and the weak lie down. Are the seats here being placed in the sect? To put it this way, except for Mr. Chen, who is the first in the left hand, do others think they match the chair under the butt? I think Mr. Gong is arranged according to his strength."

"Mr. Pang, you can sit first on your right hand because of your strength. If you have strength, you should sit! What kind of balls are you afraid of? You lose your integrity in vain."

Mr. Li said as soon as he spoke, everyone dared not retort. Mr. Hong, who was originally targeting Mr. Pang’s father, was about to speak out, but was secretly stopped by Yin Fu. Who doesn’t know the old man’s character and style?

He was extremely tough and had to fight him in a tit-for-tat way. But so far, once this old man used killer moves, and he had never heard of him pointing to anyone.

"Mr. Li, after three moves, you will know your ability. Have I had fewer hands in the first half of my life? I have seen everything I should see, and I have done a lot of things inside. I don't need to rely on face to live," said Mr. Pang.

"Okay, you and I have different opinions. If you can't go together, I won't force you. But no matter where I go, I will sit in the first place. Today, because you sat in the second seat, Mr. Pang, I want to see your ability to sit on me." Old Man Li opened his eyes and actually invited the fight directly!

He never obeyed anyone in his life, but his position in the martial arts world was there, and Gong Baosen placed Pang Youde's position in front of him. Wouldn't it mean that in Gong Baosen's eyes, Pang Youde is even more powerful than him?

Haha, who is he? Better than him, wouldn’t that be comparable to that tiger head? He doesn’t believe it!

Now Pang's father turned around completely, looked at the old man opposite him carefully, and said solemnly: "You want to work with me?"

Old Man Li shook his head: "It's not about working together, but about hand!"

Hearing this, there was a burst of exclamation at the scene. The old man actually felt aroused from fighting! The direct challenge could make Old Man Li challenge directly. What is the ability of this man who is not amazing?
Chapter completed!