1175 Three Trials

1175 Three Trials

Li Fan didn't bring Le Xiaohu with him for such things as eating banquets and fighting in the arena. He is still young and has a big temper, and he still needs more training. To participate in this kind of gathering, Li Fan was really afraid that he couldn't help it, and it was really inappropriate to pick up the president of the martial arts association and beat him up.

At noon, Li Fan took Jiang Ye straight to the Fugui Restaurant on the street to attend the banquet hosted by the association president Yang Ye.

Jiang Ye followed Li Fan like a little follower, still holding his Uncommon Sword for Li Fan.

It is said to be the second apprentice, but it is more like the sword-wielding disciple.

Fugui restaurant is not small, it sits on the side of the street, the decoration is quite old-fashioned, with red bricks and green tiles, it seems to be a restaurant from ancient times. In this city of G, there are still many ancient buildings of this style, which have a taste of the former dynasty. On the red plaque, four gold-plated characters shine brightly, attracting diners passing by. Two beautiful waitresses in cheongsams stood at the door, elegant and lightly made-up, tall and exquisite. When the two saw Li Fan, they saluted him together, making Li Fan mistakenly think that he was a high-ranking official in the past.

"Congratulations, my lord."

That delicate voice rang in Li Fan's ears, and it almost made his whole body crumble. The people in this restaurant really know how to do it, making it difficult for people not to think about it. But often such restaurants are expensive. After all, what you enjoy here is not only the food, but also the unique service.

But to the dismay of the scenery, beside the two beauties of the court, there were still four strong martial artists standing. These four seem to have been born by the same mother, each of them is huge, with fierce eyes, like Hulk walking out of the set.

"But Master Li from the Seven Heroes Martial Arts Academy?"

A strong man with a purple birthmark on his face fell on Li Fan and asked in a muffled voice. His voice seemed to be beating a torn cowhide drum, which made people feel uncomfortable.

"Exactly, Xiaoye."

After Li Fan finished speaking, Jiang Ye behind him stepped forward and handed over a red invitation card.

The big man looked at Jiang Ye twice more. The girl was wearing a black and red martial arts uniform from the Seven Heroes Martial Arts Academy, with a black mask on her face to conceal her identity. When going out, you must cover your face with a mask. This is the rule Li Fan set for Jiang Ye. Right now, the world is full of Murong Bo's eyeliner, and Li Fan doesn't want to make trouble out of it.

"Master Li, please go upstairs."

With a broken voice, the big man stretched out his hand to invite him.

Li Fan was about to go upstairs, but the big man suddenly stretched out his hand and stopped Jiang Ye.

"What are you doing?"

Jiang Ye asked with a chill in his voice.

"On the invitation, only Master Li was invited, the others should wait here."

"ridiculous."

Jiang Ye sneered, quite disdainfully. She shot in an instant and locked it on the big man's neck. A petite little girl forced this strong man with a height of nine meters into the air with one hand. The big man blushed and kicked his feet desperately, like a trapped beast fighting, struggling constantly, but he couldn't break free from Jiang Ye's little hand.

The three martial artists next to him were taken aback, and were about to step forward to help, but Jiang Ye scolded them coldly.

"Whoever dared to step forward, I twisted his neck."

The big man waved his hands desperately, the other three martial artists stopped, not knowing what to do.

At this time, the door of the restaurant was pushed open, and a man wearing gold-rimmed glasses and a white windbreaker stood there and glanced outside.

"Master Li, what do you mean?"

"Which one are you?"

Li Fan pretended to be stupid, and the other party immediately frowned.

"I am the chief apprentice of the president, Jiang Hu. This restaurant is also my property."

Jiang Hu looked at Li Fan with a bit of anger, "Our master and apprentice are kind and want to entertain Master Li to a banquet. I didn't expect Master Li to be so overbearing and order his disciples to beat people."

"Have you? Did you hit someone?"

Li Fan looked at Jiang Ye in surprise, "Xiao Ye, did you hit him?"

"No, just see that his clothes are dirty, help him clean up."

With that said, Jiang Ye slapped the big man's chest twice, and then put him back on the ground.

"Look, my apprentice is also kind-hearted. He helps your people clean up the dust. How can you accuse us of beating people wrongly?"

The big man was like a survivor after a catastrophe, clutching his neck, squatting on the ground and gasping for breath. He had never felt that the air smelled so good! Life, I want to give you a thumbs up!

"..."

Jiang Hu was speechless at once. He thought he was just a young man easy to deal with, but he didn't expect the other party to be so shameless, which made him helpless.

"Since it was a misunderstanding, please ask Master Li to go upstairs."

"Look, someone who runs a big restaurant is generous."

Li Fan grabbed Jiang Ye's arm, "Let's go, Xiaoye, we can't neglect him when he invites us master and apprentice to a banquet. Let's go upstairs... By the way, thank you Boss Jiang first."

"Thank you, Boss Jiang."

Jiang Ye followed his master's thoughts and bowed to Jiang Hu.

Jiang Hu's body trembled lightly. He has said so much, can he still refuse?

"Then please, both of you."

Jiang Hu stretched out his hand and invited the master and apprentice upstairs.

Li Fan swaggered and came to the second floor. The entire second floor was booked out, with more than 20 tables set up, but most of them were empty, only two tables were occupied. Sitting at a table were two half-centenarians, one with white hair and a young face, wearing a white robe and holding a pipe in his hand. The other has gray temples, is very heroic, and is dressed in a suit. He looked at Li Fan with disdain.

The table next to it was also full of martial arts masters, who seemed to be the directors of major martial arts gyms. Due to different exercises, everyone's posture is also abnormal. Some have long hands and some have long feet. Some are short and some are strong. It is also rare for so many martial artists to gather together. It's just that everyone looked at Li Fan with hostility, which is something in common.

"Master Li, let me introduce you. This is the president of the Martial Arts Association and my master, Yang Ye, the master of Bajimen."

The old man holding a pipe nodded to Li Fan with a smile on his face, unable to tell the depth of his thoughts.

"Beside him is Chen Yuanchao, Mr. Chen, the master of Wing Chun, and the president of the Wing Chun Association."

"snort."

The old man with gray sideburns was blowing his nose, as if he didn't want to talk to Li Fan.

"This is Master Zhang, the curator of Feilong Martial Arts, Master Wang, the curator of Baisheng Martial Arts, and Guangming Martial Arts..."

Jiang Hu was very fond of these people, and reported everyone's name to Li Fan.

"Li Xiaoyou, please sit down."

After the introduction, Yang Ye tapped on the pipe, pointed to the position in front of him, and said to Li Fan.

"Thanks."

Li Fan stepped forward, walked forward, and was about to sit down, when Master Zhang from the Flying Dragon Martial Arts Hall next to him slapped the table, stood up, and scolded.

"President Yang, you are generous, but we can't. Why should he sit at the same table with you as a guy with no money?"