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In the Kuangdao Martial Arts Hall, there are hundreds of students, shouting and practicing martial arts.

Regarding the arrival of Song Xuefei, Lin Chen and their group, these students only glanced at them and turned their heads.

He seemed extremely arrogant and ignorant.

Song Xuefei was not angry either, and said to Lin Chen, "Those who can come to the Crazy Blade Martial Arts School to learn martial arts are all the children of wealthy families in Jiangdong."

"Most of these young people are uneducated and idle. If they can't read well, their families will send them to learn martial arts. Over time, they develop the bad habit of being arrogant."

Lin Chen didn't care. As a martial arts student, of course he had to cultivate some bad energy in his heart.

Whether the eyes are higher than the top or being arrogant, this is the mentality that a martial artist will inevitably have.

As long as he's not that kind of soft-footed shrimp, a clown who has no abilities and loves to show off, that's fine.

A young man dressed casually, with a slightly pale face, and it was obvious that he had been drunk too much, walked out with a smile on his face.

Beside him, there were four or five martial arts masters with strong auras!

When passing by a group of martial arts disciples, all the students shouted in unison: "Young Master."

"Haha, no gifts, no gifts, don't make such a big fuss, I'm afraid of scaring the distinguished guests!"

Shao Cong, the young director of the Crazy Blade Martial Arts School, made an exaggerated statement to show off his exaggeration.

Arriving in front of Concubine Song Xuefei, he smiled and said, "Miss Song is visiting our Crazy Sword Martial Arts Hall. This is a rare visitor."

"Haha, I wonder what's going on with Sister Xue Fei coming here?"

Song Xuefei's face turned cold: "Young Master, please be more respectful. Don't you think the title of Sister Xuefei is a little inappropriate?"

Ren Shaocong's eyes wandered up and down Song Xuefei's body, he licked his lips and said with a smile: "I don't think there is anything inappropriate. Who in Jiangdong doesn't know that this young master once pursued Sister Xuefei."

Song Xuefei said coldly: "Since the young master knows that it was once, then it is best."

"I'm not talking nonsense. I come to your martial arts studio with only one request."

"Young Master, please hand over Meng Zhongliu. We, the Song Group, have something to discuss with him."

As soon as these words came out, the expression of a tall, thin, black-faced old man beside Ren Shaocong changed immediately.

Lin Chen glanced at this person and thought to himself that this person was probably Qin Hu's senior brother, Meng Zhongliu, the second-in-command in Beicheng.

Ren Shaocong frowned and said, "Sister Xuefei, why are you looking for Meng Zhongliu?"

Song Xuefei said bluntly: "We, the Song family, still have an unsettled project payment of 6000 million with Beicheng. We hope Mr. Meng will pay us the money."

Ren Shaocong snapped his fingers and said with a lazy smile: "Mr. Meng, someone is coming to you to ask for money."

The black-faced old man took a step forward and said with a smile on his face, "Young master, I am now your disciple."

"Asking for money from me doesn't mean asking the Young Pavilion Master for money. But who in Jiangdong doesn't know that our Young Pavilion Master only has what others owe him, but he has never owed anything to anyone else!"

Ren Shaocong laughed loudly and said: "Well said, sister Xue Fei, you heard it too. Meng Zhongliu is now my disciple."

"If you ask him for money, you are asking me, the young director, for money."

"Haha, as a brother, I really can't figure it out. When did I owe you money to the Song family?"

He rolled his eyes, showing a hint of vulgarity, and said with an evil smile: "Unless sister Xue Fei, you are here to ask for a betrothal gift."

"Haha, if that's the case, my brother will immediately spend all his money and collect the bride price for you. But you have to marry into my brother's arms right away, how about that?"

These words made several experts behind him burst into laughter.

The martial arts students also stopped practicing at this moment and looked at Song Xuefei with strange eyes.

"Ren Shaocong, I said back then that I despised you."

Song Xuefei didn't mean to be angry at all, and said calmly: "You are still obsessed with evil until now. You are quite infatuated."

"It's a pity, let alone selling your property as a gift, even if you gave the entire Crazy Blade martial arts gym to me, I would still disdain it."

Ren Shaocong's face suddenly became gloomy.

He wanted to take advantage of Song Xuefei verbally, but he never thought that this girl, with her sharp teeth and sharp mouth, would slap him in the face with her backhand!

Next to Ren Shaocong, a towering man sneered: "Miss Song, since you don't know how to praise and look down on our young master, then why are you in our martial arts gym?"

Song Xuefei said concisely and concisely: "I want money!"

Meng Zhongliu then said disdainfully: "It is Qin Hu who owes you money to the Song family, not me."

"If you want money, go to the Palace of Hell to find Qin Hu."

Song Xuefei sneered: "Qin Hu is dead, but you people in Beicheng are not dead yet."

"I have already found out that you plundered all Qin Hu's money and took it away. Meng Zhongliu, you don't want to deny it, do you?"

Meng Zhongliu laughed and looked very arrogant: "Song Xuefei, you are right. Beicheng's money is indeed all in my hands now."

"But it's a pity, why should I give it to you?"

He glanced at Ren Shaocong, and after getting the hint from the latter's eyes, he became more arrogant and said: "Besides, have you ever heard of us people in the underground world taking the initiative to pay others back?"

"Go back, Miss Song. I'm sorry, I can't pay back the 6000 million from your Song family."

After waving his hand, Meng Zhongliu looked very impatient as if he was shooing away flies!

Song Xuefei said coldly: "You'd better think clearly. With a lost dog like you, do you really dare to swallow our Song family's money?"

Meng Zhongliu said disdainfully: "If it were before, of course I wouldn't dare to swallow your Song family's money."

"But now, I am not a lost dog, I am the young master's son."

"If you, the Song family, dare to despise me, how dare you also despise our young master?"

Song Xuefei's face changed slightly, this Meng Zhongliu was quite insidious.

In three words, he never left the Crazy Sword Martial Arts Hall, making it clear that he wanted to direct the main spearhead to the Crazy Sword Martial Arts Hall.

However, she had always been strong-tempered and would not be intimidated by Meng Zhongliu's few words. She waved her hand fiercely and said: "Uncle Kun, since this dog is dishonest, I will trouble you to take care of it!"

Duan Kun took a step forward and said expressionlessly: "Meng Zhongliu, just do as our lady says."

"Otherwise, I, Duan Kun, will be merciless and will beat you half to death!"

Meng Zhongliu said angrily: "Duan Kun, don't do this to me. We are all in the martial arts world, but people like you are the real dogs."

"You have no backbone, you are going to work for a wealthy family and be a watchdog. Ma De, who are you, how dare you come to scold me."

Duan Kun's face immediately became extremely gloomy: "Since you are seeking death, then I will help you."

"I originally thought that I would leave some blood for you Beicheng brothers. But now, I will send you down to meet your junior brother Qin Hu!"