"So what if we provoke the Su family? The soldiers will stop us, and the water will cover us up." Chen Feiyu said confidently.

Thinking of seeing Liuli tomorrow, Chen Feiyu also felt an inexplicable expectation in his heart.

Late at night, in a high-end bar in Anhe City.

Two blond and handsome Westerners were drinking at the bar.

"Shenghua, I came all the way from the Holy See to China, and you came to a place like this to entertain me? The taste of this wine is far worse than the wine I drank in the Holy See." A tall man with a

The man in golden gloves has a speechless expression.

Yes, the other person was the British aristocrat Shenghua who provoked Chen Feiyu at the Haitian Golf Club in Mingji City, but was slapped in the face by Chen Feiyu.

As for the speaker, it was Llewellyn Abbott, the "Sun God" who was specially invited from the Western Holy See Knights by Shenghua in order to deal with Chen Feiyu.

"Sun God" Abbott's sharp-edged face carries an aura of majesty. Although he looks young, he is actually in his forties.

"Oh, dear Abbott, you also know that this is China, and it is also a third-tier city in China. Isn't it reasonable that it cannot compare with the Holy See's fine wine?" Shenghua shrugged and poured the blue wine in the cup.

He drank the cocktail in one gulp and then said with a smile: "Besides, although the wine here doesn't taste very good, the women are still pretty."

In his arms was a charming beauty wearing a red cheongsam, and his left hand caressed her fair thigh.

Of course, this voluptuous beauty's appearance is considered to be above average. In the eyes of others, she definitely belongs to the "goddess" level. However, in the eyes of Shenghua, who has seen the beauty of Xie Xingxuan, Qiao Wenya and other beauties, she can only barely rate it as "somewhat"

pretty".

"Sun God" Abbott was even more direct and curled his lips with disdain. Compared with the "saint" in the Holy See who could be called a monster, the woman in Shenghua's arms was simply vulgar!

"Shenghua, who are you talking about Chen Feiyu? He actually allowed you to use your connections with the British royal family and the Holy See to specially invite me to China. I'm really curious about him." Abbott was no longer entangled in wine and women, but directly

Tell me the purpose of this trip to China.

"He is a person who makes me hate him to the core!" Shenghua's eyes flashed with deep-seated hatred, and he continued: "Have you not always been interested in Chinese martial arts? It just so happens that Chen Feiyu is a member of Chinese martial arts."

"You know, I am a golden knight of the Holy See Knights." Abbott frowned. He has a noble status. If Chen Feiyu was just an ordinary warrior, he would not even be interested in taking action.

"Honorable Lord Abbott, I naturally know your noble status." Shenghua smiled and said: "Five years ago, you defeated many top killers in the dark world in one battle, dispelling the darkness like the sun, and was awarded by the Pope."

The title of "Sun God", such an honor is rare in the entire Holy See Knights.

Do you think, if Chen Feiyu was just an ordinary warrior, I would bother the famous 'Sun God' to come to China specially?"

Thinking of Abbott's glorious experience, even though Shenghua is a member of the British royal family, he couldn't help but feel fascinated.

"Oh? What do you mean, Chen Feiyu is extraordinary?" Abbott was a little curious.

Shenghua smiled mysteriously and said, "Based on my investigation of Chen Feiyu these days, it is very likely that he is the legendary master of Chinese martial arts."

Grandmaster!

Abbott was refreshed. He had heard His Majesty the Pope say that the Grandmaster in Chinese martial arts was almost the same as the Golden Knight of the Holy See Knights. At that time, he wanted to come to China to find a strong Grandmaster and have a big fight to see what the Chinese Grandmaster had.

He is qualified to be called the Golden Knight of the Holy See, but he has never found the opportunity.

"If Chen Feiyu is really the Grand Master of China, I look forward to a showdown with him. Of course, if he can't bring me the joy of fighting, I will definitely twist off Chen Feiyu's head and use it as a ball for you to kick!"

The fervor of battle flashed in Bert's eyes.

He is a true fighting maniac, and his lifelong wish is to challenge the world's masters one by one, so that the reputation of "Sun God Abbott" can be spread all over the world!

"Then I wish you success." Shenghua raised his glass and drank it all in one gulp. After killing Chen Feiyu, he would then take those two bitches Qiao Wenya and Xie Xingxuan to England, so why not let him ravage them?
Chapter completed!