Metropolis: I use Chinese martial arts to sweep the world

None of the people present, including Wang Qi, who had the longest war with Pang, knew that he had a daughter.

What was supposed to be a business battlefield instantly became a family matter.

Wang Qi retreated a few steps in a sensible way, returned to the off-road vehicle and took care of Ruan Liuli.

"you……"

Pang Zhan trembled for a long time, but he didn't say a complete sentence, so he turned around and said: "Take them all, let's go back to Qincang first."

"Yes."

Wang Qi hesitated for a moment and agreed, originally wanted to ask why he didn't join the team, but seeing Pang Zhan's old face darker than the bottom of the pot, he didn't dare to say it.

Hongxiu didn't struggle at all, and was escorted into the car by the soldiers of the Great Wilderness Defense Army.

Seeing that the boss had surrendered, Yinsha and the people he brought also handed in their weapons one after another, followed them into the truck, and sat in the rear compartment very naturally.

Since two off-road vehicles were damaged ahead, Wang Qi returned with Pang Zhan and Ruan Liuli in one car.

"Captain Pang, shall we go back to the temporary residence or to Shangri-She?"

In private, Wang Qi prefers to call Pang Zhan Team Pang, which is kind and natural.

"Shangrisee."

Pang Zhan seemed to be in a bad mood, so he closed his eyes and squinted after replying.

Ignored the wound on my face and my daughter in the back of the truck.

Seeing this, Wang Qi also knew that it was inconvenient to ask more questions, so he told the driver to be careful, so he leaned against the car door out of curiosity and stopped talking.

In Qincang Town, Shangri-She.

Chu Fan didn't know that Pang Zhan and the others had returned, and they had brought him a big trouble.

He was asking Feng Jiuniang about the Dark Temple with an open-minded face.

In addition to knowing himself and the enemy, he also thought about whether he would find time to go to the Dark Temple and brush up his loyalty when he returned from the Great Wilderness.

By the way, study their special skills and transforming medicines.

In fact, Feng Jiuniang is just a non-staff member of the Dark Temple. To put it bluntly, the Dark Temple arranged to make money for them in the secular world and provide them with white gloves for various material needs.

As for the real high-level people in the Dark Temple, let alone her, even Ruan Liuli might not be able to recognize them all here.

However, through Feng Jiuniang's description, Chu Fan learned a little about the Dark Temple.

At least he now knows that the Dark Temple is divided into six divisions and eight divisions, a total of fourteen divisions.

Among them, the most famous ones are the Eight Great Red Clothes, the Four Great Protectors, and then there are the heads of each department and department, two deputy hall masters, and one hall master.

It can be said that there are many strong people and masters like clouds.

With such a magnificent lineup, Chu Fan might be unrealistic to go solo, so he gave up after listening to it.

After Chu Fan finished recording, he closed the notebook carefully, put it in his pocket, and turned to go out.

It's just that before his hand touched the doorknob, the door opened directly.

Chu Fan was taken aback for a moment, and when he turned around, he was about to ask Feng Jiuniang to repair the door when he had time, but why did he always open it naturally.

Xia Mo waited for the three girls to walk in with dark faces.

"Hey, did you have a good time going out for a stroll?"

Chu Fan asked cheaply.

"It's not bad, there are many younger brothers, all of whom are quite eye-catching."

Xia Mo rubbed her shoulders on purpose, and wrestled her wrists, "The addition of contact information makes my hands sore."

"Well, if you are sour, drink some sugar water to neutralize it."

Chu Fan looked indifferent, turned his head and went out.

"???"

The three girls looked dumbfounded, can they be human now?

Originally thought that Chu Fan might be jealous, even if he wasn't jealous, he should say some considerate words to comfort him, but what the hell is drinking some sugar water?

Could it be that the brain circuit has changed after the spiritual energy is revived?
The three women's originally depressed hearts became even more resentful now.

Chu Fan hummed a ditty and went straight to the restaurant of Shangri-She. He just took a super VIP card from Feng Jiuniang. In this extremely luxurious private club, all consumption with this card is billed. .

Why go straight to the restaurant, because he is really hungry.

After waking up in the morning, fighting wits and courage, and running to Feng Jiuniang's useless tongue for a long time, he really couldn't hold it anymore.

If it wasn't for the continuous strengthening of the body, Chu Fan would be useless if he continued to toss like this.

"Waiter, what signature dish do we have here?"

Chu Fan was so hungry that he didn't have time to look at the menu. He slapped his super VIP card on the table, poked his head and shouted.

"Hello, our creamy mushroom soup is good, sirloin steak is also good, and the best thing is pan-fried orange and foie gras."

Although the waiter could not understand Chu Fan's rude behavior, he was still very professional and replied politely.

Chu Fan pondered for a moment, then handed the card forward.

"You can just spread the cream directly on the steak. You don't need soup and you don't need to chill it. Let's try [-] servings of foie gras first."

waiter:"……"

You are a devil, Sirloin steak is not a cold steak, there is no cream in the cream of mushroom soup, and what the hell is fifty foie gras?

Are you going to get fifty big geese just to eat foie gras?
At first glance, it was a country bumpkin from the mountains, and the waiter's eyes were a little contemptuous.

However, the waiters are veterans who have experienced many battles. Seeing the face of the super VIP card in Chu Fan's hand, it is impossible to directly slander him, so they can only slander him in their hearts, and then say with a smile: "I'm sorry, sir, no! "

"Is it the foie gras, or the steak?"

Chu Fan shook the super VIP card in his hand, showing the arrogance of the nouveau riche.

"Did you do that?"

The waiter still maintained a professional smile, and had already knocked Chu Fan countless times in his heart.

"Okay, then let's have a pot of meat."

waiter:"……"

Your sister, why don’t you order Kung Pao Chicken if you order pot-packed meat in a western restaurant?

"Sorry, no."

The waiter suppressed his anger and replied slowly.

"Then have Kung Pao Chicken."

Chu Fan looked indifferently, looked down at the phone, and passed the card forward again.

waiter:"???"

"Why, don't you have this?"

Chu Fan waited for a long time, did not hear the waiter answer, raised his head and asked a question.

"Sir, how about I go and prepare you creamy steak and fifty pieces of foie gras?"

The waiter pinched his own people hard, trying not to faint on the job.

"Oh, that's fine, and then I'll have Kung Pao Chicken."

Seeing that the waiter was fine, Chu Fan added another sentence.

"it is good!"

The waiter took the VIP card, turned around and walked towards the back kitchen.

I just don't know why, but Chu Fan always felt that the waiter had some resentment in his eyes, and he was gnashing his teeth when he spoke.

"Is it a bit too much?"

Chu Fan shook his head, displaying his way of thinking like a straight man of steel.

After thinking about it for a long time, I didn't have any ideas, so I started to pick up the phone again.

He remembered that there seemed to be a popular TV series recently, and he planned to learn acting skills to build up his emotions.

"Young Master Chu, I found you, why did you come here?"

Wang Qi has been back with the convoy for a while, and discussed with Chu Fan according to Pang Zhan's instructions, but he didn't have Chu Fan's mobile phone number, so he had to search along the floors of Shangri-She. Chu Fan.

"Why did you come back, what happened?"

Chu Fan had some impressions of Wang Qi. After all, he had just met Wang Qi on the fifth floor of the basement, and Wang Qi was the leader. But when he saw Wang Qi at this time, he always had a premonition that something was not good.

"Go back to the room and talk about it. Vice Commander Pang is waiting for you. Something happened."

Wang Qi said something briefly, stepped forward and pulled Chu Fan's arm, and was about to walk out.

"Okay." Chu Fan knew which was more important, and hurriedly agreed, got up and walked out.

"After a while, take the dishes to my room."

Suddenly Chu Fan turned his head and saw the waiter came back delivering the food, and hurriedly turned around to give instructions. The VIP card had the room number on it, and Chu Fan was not afraid that he would deliver the wrong food.

"What kind of sin have I done!"

The waiter looked at the menu printed on a long string of white rolls, and thought that fifty foie gras would be sent upstairs in a while, and felt dizzy for a while.

"Fifty more steaks!"

Thinking that Pang Zhan and the others must have not eaten, Chu Fan hurriedly turned around before leaving the house and gave instructions.

thump!
There was just a soft sound, and the waiter fell to the ground while holding the menu.

At the same time, Kyoto, Chen Mansion.

In the garden, Chen Baixiang was holding the hand of a third-tier actress, reading her palm.

The table in front of him was filled with all kinds of delicacies and vintage wines.

The two were laughing and playing, very happy.

"Master, the mission failed."

Uncle De didn't dare to enter the garden when he heard the voice, but only said something outside.

Whoa!

There was a sound of a bottle shattering, and the laughter stopped abruptly.

Three minutes later, Chen Baixiang's figure appeared at the gate of the garden, his face full of evil spirits.

"Call Shi Shen and ask them to give me an explanation."

"Yes!"

Uncle De lowered his head and looked in through the gap in the garden. The female star was lying on the ground, turned into a corpse.