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Chapter 1190 Rice Bucket

Zhao Wancheng acted like a young man from a noble family. He slowly picked up the chopsticks, then picked up the napkin on the table and wiped the chopsticks, and then prepared to remove the chopsticks. However, when he looked up, he immediately found that there were only a few empty plates left in front of him.

"Damn!"

Zhao Wancheng couldn't help but swear, "Is this kid reincarnated by a starving ghost?" The speed of eating is too fast, and he just wiped chopsticks himself.

The 8 large plates that just put on this table are now empty...

Even Fang Tuya was stunned. She never expected that she would pick up a chopstick, and then all the things went into Xia Qi's stomach...

It seems that I have many things that I don’t know about, as a senior brother. Are cultivators so powerful when eating?

He really guessed this point correctly. If you just eat these ordinary people's food, these practitioners will be really full of wine and rice bags, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that they are just rice buckets.

Because their bodies metabolize very quickly, they always need a lot of things to supplement their body's consumption, so in normal times, they use the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to make up for it.

That is the so-called "dining wind and drinking dew" in the legend. This is not just drinking the northwest wind, but their wind is spiritual energy.

The dew you drink is the essence of flowers.

If you count it by value alone, it can be said that it is even better than the delicacies in front of you.

If there is no spiritual energy to compensate for the heaven and earth, relying solely on these foods eaten by ordinary people may be the current amount, and a 100% percentage is not enough for Xia Qi to consume in one day.

"this……"

Not only were they stunned, the middle-aged man behind Zhao Wancheng and the waiters who had just served the food were stunned on the spot.

"I said, why are you standing there? Hurry up and serve the food. Didn't you see that the young master is still hungry? After ordering so many dishes, are you planning to serve until tomorrow?"

Xia Qi was not at all embarrassed at all. Instead, he looked impatient and urged those people to serve the food quickly.

"cough--"

"Sir, wait, come soon!"

The middle-aged man coughed dryly, then reached out to wipe the sweat from his forehead, and immediately winked at the waiters behind him, signaling them to take down the empty plates and serve the dishes quickly. Now he understood why people ordered so many orders, and the speed of eating was too fast, and he didn't know where his young master got this kind of person.

But when he thought of this, he immediately looked at the fat and strong middle-aged man standing behind his young master. That guy was also comparable to these guys when he was having a meal.

However, when he looked over, the middle-aged man was also looking at Xia Qi. From Xia Qi, he felt the smell of danger.

His cultivation level has reached his level. Even though he cannot predict danger like Li Yi and the others, he still feels a little bit in the dark.

"It seems that I met an expert today. I don't know what you call me? I came to Stormwind City. What are the things that I, Zhao Wancheng, can help me. If I can help you, please just say it!"

Zhao Wancheng had also seen the world, and immediately discovered something wrong with Xia Qi and the others, and immediately put away his contempt.

However, he didn't take it particularly seriously. After all, with his identity and status in Stormwind City, he really didn't need to please an outsider. No matter how powerful they are, could he still fight against the entire Potian Sect? The backer behind him is Potian Sect.

"We just travel here. We just need to do some fun while we have nothing to do, so we won't bother Mr. Zhao!"

Li Yi picked up the wine pot on the table, poured himself a glass of wine quietly, and then said.

"Since that's the case, I won't ask more. Come on, bring me the bottles of good wine I got back last time. We're going to have a good drink today. I still don't know the names of the two surnames Gao?"

Zhao Wancheng's eyes sterned and he pretended to be careless.

"Why do you have to know each other when we meet? After drinking this drink, we go our separate ways. There is no need to ask here. Why is Mr. Zhao drinking with his name?"

Xia Qi also poured himself a glass of wine, and after drinking it in one sip, he said with a smile.

Zhao Wancheng's nose was almost irritated. How could these two people do this like this?

I spent so much money to treat you to a meal, and you can't even keep your names. Why do you meet again?

"Two, you don't seem to be locals in Stormwind City. I advise you to be more restrained in this city, otherwise it will cause you some unnecessary trouble!"

The fat and strong middle-aged man who had been standing behind Zhao Wancheng suddenly stepped forward half a step forward, then reached out and gently placed it on the table.

When he took his hand away, a palm print that was vaguely visible to his palm lines appeared on the table.

After the holiday, he glanced at him indifferently. It seemed that this guy was demonstrating with him, but he would not be afraid of such things in his life.

"I have never known what restraint means! I haven't met many people who can restrain me so far. Besides, my good luck has sold another great master recently. I think fewer and fewer people in this world can restrain me. If anyone accidentally gets angry, I may not be sure that my master will slap him one day when he is unhappy!"

While Xia Qi was speaking, he calmly placed his right hand on the handprint that the man had just pressed out.

When his hand moved away again, the palm prints that the man had just left on the table disappeared in a flash. The table was as intact as new. Just this hand made Zhao Wancheng gasp.

Although he has not had a high level of cultivation, he has been with his grandfather for many years and has known more or less a little bit.

Although the middle-aged man behind him was recruited by himself, and this man only took advantage of the wealth and status of the Zhao family, so he defected to the Zhao family and became a bodyguard for him, but this guy's cultivation has really reached the peak of bodybuilding.

In his grandfather's words, this man is simply a human-shaped tank in the mundane world. No matter what kind of killer it is, there is absolutely no way out for him to live.
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