Chapter 1301 (2/2)

It's a pity that these two ”doglegs” don't seem to care about other people's opinions at all. They are very loyal to their own tasks. They are really dedicated.As for what other people think They don't care?

”A group of idiots, if you know that this young man gives away pills, I'm afraid you all want to lick his feet...”

Of course, the two of you just think about it in your heart. There are quite a few famous martial arts stars here, which are not inferior to their master Fang Zonglin.

Although it was the first time Qin met this kind of treatment, and in the full view of the public, he didn't adapt to it, but he didn't care much about it.

It seems that Qin Fang is a bit too high-profile to appear in this way. There are many people in the front hall. They are basically here to participate in the sword game. Many of them are very important people.

It's a pity that among so many people, except for Fang Zonglin, no one else is known, even Liu Xianhe doesn't recognize a few. After all, his level of contact is still too low.

Whoosh ~ ~

at this time, Qin Fang suddenly felt a dark wind coming, and then noticed that a chopstick was shooting towards him at a very high speed in mid air.

”Well?”

Qin Fang slightly frowned, did not pay attention to the chopsticks, but immediately looked at a table nearby.

There are four people in this table, an old man with two men and a woman and three young people. The strength of these four people is not weak. The old man is the top master, and the two men and a woman are also at the master level.

Judging from the strength of this chopstick, it should be the old man with a gloomy face. Although the other three didn't look very friendly at Qin Fang, they obviously didn't have such strength.

PA ~ ~

the chopsticks flew over quickly, and they were about to stab Qin Fang, but suddenly they seemed to be shot down by something. With a crisp sound, they didn't know where they were hit.

”You're guests. I'm sorry for the poor reception...”

At this time, a man came in at the entrance of the front hall. He was the manager of the Fu family who had sent the invitation to Qin Fang.

Looking at his indifferent posture, Qin conveniently knew that the chopstick was shot down by him just now.

Qin Fang knows what the strength of manager Fu is. It is estimated that he is the strongest among so many people present. Even himself and Fang Zonglin may not be his opponents.

Although that chopstick was used first, manager Fu was able to shoot it down later. Obviously, his strength was higher than that of the old man who had no reason to show hostility to Qin Fang, although they were all at the peak of master cultivation.

He was attacked by someone for no reason. Although the other party didn't succeed, Qin Fang still looked at the old man. He was a little unhappy, but he didn't have a direct attack. After all, manager Fu has come forward and clearly doesn't want Qin Fang and the old man to have a conflict here.

Qin Fang is still selling his face, so he is too lazy to pay attention to the old man, and then walks over from his side.

”Hum...”

But when Qin Fang passed by, the old man's cold hum came from his ear. He seemed to be afraid of manager Fu's strength, and he didn't do it directly.

”Brother Qin, sit here, sit here...”

Chen Liang and Ling Fei led Qin Fang to their master Fang Zonglin's table. Naturally, Fang Zonglin personally received him, and he was very happy. He treated Qin Fang in an equal manner, which immediately moved many people.

Many people here are very clear about Fang Zonglin's temper. It is absolutely arrogant and domineering. However, such a person treats Qin Fang with an equal attitude, which is obviously quite strange. Some people even think that Fang Zonglin still seems to put his posture under Qin Fang.

As a result, many people are even more confused about the identity of Qin Fang. Unfortunately, they can't figure out where Qin Fang might come from, because they really have no impression of Qin Fang.

”Brother, are you ok?”

After Qin Fang sat down, Fang Zonglin couldn't help but ask. At the same time, he glared at the old man in the distance.

”Elder martial brother Fang, who is that old guy? It seems to be very powerful... ”

Qin Fang shook his head quietly. Even if manager Fu didn't move his chopsticks, he still couldn't hurt him. How could he have something to do.

”That old man is called Ichiro Ishihara. His accomplishments are not much different from mine, but his character I can only use one word to describe It's not a damn thing

Fang Zonglin obviously knew the old man, with obvious anger on his face, and then he described the old man unhappily